The entire grain drying field was already a river of blood.
Turn into purgatory on earth!
But the men and women in this purgatory looked at each other from a distance across a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
The woman looked at Yan Luo strangely.
Then she saw Yan Luo clapping at her with a smile on his face, slowly but solemnly, with Yan Luo's highest respect, as if praising her singing.
"What a perfect performance." Yan Luo said while clapping his hands: "This is the most beautiful concert I have ever heard!"
That scary woman, that woman with mouths all over her body, couldn't help crying when she heard these words.
Then he cast a grateful look at Yan Luo and bowed deeply to this only audience.
Once upon a time, she also had a dream, hoping that one day she could be on such a stage and present her most moving singing voice to countless audiences who loved her.
Her mother is a well-known soprano. She stands gracefully in front of the gorgeous stage under the spotlight, with elegant and beautiful movements, receiving the applause and love of countless audiences.
At that time, she didn't understand anything. She only felt that her mother standing on the stage was the most beautiful woman in the world, and her whole body was shining with the glory of honor. From that time on, she swore that she would never To be a singer.
And she did it, but for many years, she dared not waste a day, continued to practice singing, and read music scores, in order to one day be able to step on the gorgeous stage like her mother and become the one praised by everyone. soprano.
To achieve this goal, she was admitted to the most famous music conservatory in the country, and even her teachers thought that her singing voice was unique and that she would be very successful in the future.
Originally, she was about to have the most important concert in her life.
In order to relieve the tension in her heart and pray for the performance to be completed smoothly, she listened to her classmates' instigation and came to Snake Mountain to burn incense and pray for the Ai Shan master. Then she met these people from Niushan Village.
They humiliated her, tortured her, and then imprisoned her, using her as a tool to vent their sexual desires, over and over again, one after another.
Regardless of whether they are a 70-year-old man or a half-grown child, anyone can get into her shack, but she is like an animal, not even qualified to resist.
The men abused her and the women beat her, so she cried every day and was covered in bruises for years.
She begged and asked for help. She told them that she had a lifelong dream, that she wanted to be a great singer, and begged them to let her go.
They didn't agree, they just laughed and insulted how ridiculous her dream was, that she shouldn't have dreams, that her dream should be about how to please a man.
She was miserable but unwilling to give up hope, so she...
Ruined his appearance!
That night, in order to escape from this hell, she used a fragment of a porcelain bowl to scratch the beautiful face she was once proud of.
Her idea is very simple, she just wants to sing. Even if she is so ugly all her life, it doesn't matter if she never sees anyone. As long as she can sing, everything doesn't matter...
Eighty-seven knives!
In order to realize her dream, she cut herself eighty-seven times!
Turn yourself into a hideous and ugly monster.
The men found out and they were very angry. No matter how much she begged, they still refused to let her go.
Because there has been no young woman in the village for many years, even though she turned ugly, she forgot that she still had a snow-white body that was far better than the old women in the countryside, so they still refused to let her go, and... ..
Slit her throat, destroy her vocal cords, and force her to give up her unrealistic daydreams.
She became mute!
She was finally completely desperate!
After experiencing countless abuses, she became pregnant, but those beasts did not stop because of this, but intensified.
And on the night she gave birth to a baby girl without saying a word, she drowned her in the urinal with her own hands. From that night on, she started singing again.
Although it is a note with no connotation like babbling, it is surprisingly beautiful!
She is indeed very talented in music, both as a human being and after being demonized...
Her singing voice is very beautiful, fascinating and irresistible, but her voice is also very deadly, because everyone who hears her singing will go crazy uncontrollably and try their best to please her.
And in order to please her, they are even willing to kill each other!
Today is her hundredth day of singing again. Every day she comes out to sing at this time, and every day people die in Niushan Village.
As time went by, she became more and more familiar with her singing voice, and finally reached her final climax today!
The final prelude to her singing!
Therefore, the entire Niushan Village died!
After clapping his hands, Yan Luo silently withdrew his gaze, looked at the road ahead again, and set off.
The woman also slowly raised her head, and finally burst into tears. The crying voice no longer belonged to the demon, but to humans.
She successfully took revenge and cut all these scum into pieces, but now she is confused.
Because even if she killed them, she had already fallen into this endless hell and could no longer escape.
She can no longer become a real singer, because her current singing voice is not meant for others.
Therefore, her life has no meaning!
puff!
Just when she was confused, her chest was suddenly pierced by a sharp thorn.
"Bitch, damn bitch! I finally got a chance. You won't die this time? Hahaha!"
Behind her, Grandma Long laughed heartily. At this time, her demonization was even more serious and she had turned into a humanoid spider.
The limbs were completely bent and turned into long dismemberments. The skin was torn all over, and the bright red flesh and blood opened the skin and exposed it to the air.
At this time, she laughed extra loudly, cheering that she could finally solve the thorn in her eyes.
The woman looked at the spikes on her chest and smiled.
There was no trace of resentment or dissatisfaction, just a look of relief on his face that he had let go of everything.
As if this is the best outcome.
Yan Luo frowned suddenly. Without him having to say anything, Five Ghosts had already jumped out and arrived in front of Granny Long in an instant.
"What is this? What did you do to me?" Grandma Long suddenly felt that her body was out of control, as if there were pairs of people tearing her body apart.
Poof!
Her arm was ripped off, and dark green blood spurted everywhere.
Then the second, and the third, until she was completely torn into pieces.
Yan Luo didn't look at her, but came to the woman, squatted beside her and held her hand.
Ice cold!
The coldness that does not belong to the human body, maybe she has died a long time ago, but her strong obsession drove her not to close her eyes.
"Do you have anything else you want to say?" Yan Luo sighed and gently tapped the woman's throat, giving her one last chance before she died.
The woman also realized that she was suddenly able to speak. She smiled and looked at Yan Luo neither sad nor happy: "Can you sing a song to me?"
At the end, when she regained her voice, she should have sang a song, like a cuckoo crying blood, but she just wanted to listen to other people's songs.
Yan Luo smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I'm sorry, I really can't sing..."
The woman's eyes became softer: "Brother, you are really a gentle person."
