She regretted that she had taken it lightly. When she heard the 'tick' sound for the first time, she should have thought that there was always something above her and Jiang Yao's heads——
Can't look up!
She kept reminding herself in her mind, but as drop after drop of water fell on her head, two black and thin hands appeared on A Dong's neck.
A Dong wants to take off the mask and make rules. But those two hands didn't give her this chance. They strangled her throat tightly and forced her chin to look up.
'Ka...ka...' The bones seemed to be rusty, making a friction sound.
It was a child, with a piece of flesh and skin hanging from his lower body. The head was hanging down as if it had lost its support. In the dim light, the face was swollen with blisters, pale and stiff, and the corners of the mouth were grinning in an exaggerated arc, revealing a horrifying smile that was numbing the scalp.
"Got you!"
The hoarse and unpleasant voice was wrapped in a strong yin energy. Just when the cold water droplets were about to drip into her eyes, her arms tightened and she was forcibly pulled aside.
The child lost his toy and was about to scream, but Jiang Yao blocked his mouth with a piece of cake.
[Delicious cake (Platinum level): The favorite of children's monsters, even disaster-level children's monsters can't resist the temptation of delicious cakes. Disposable props. ]
The child suddenly made strange movements, his expression was blank, and his blocked cheeks moved. When he tasted the cake, all the yin energy in his body dissipated.
Its thin body fell into the bucket, stretched out its hands to hold the cake and tasted it carefully.
A Dong, who was surviving the disaster, sat paralyzed on the side, clutching the code tightly in his palms, his eyes were red, and he wanted to apologize, but he mumbled a few times, but could not say a word.
"Please pay attention to safety next time you find the rules." Jiang Yao helped her up, his tone neither reproachful nor complaining.
A Dong's eyes were filled with mist of tears, he turned his head and hurriedly raised his hands to cover it up.
She tried to adjust her mood and handed over the code.
Jiang Yao briefly glanced at the code, and his eyes fell on the child Weigui in the bucket.
She came closer and said bluntly in a voice that only the other two could hear:
"If you still want to eat cake, just answer my question."
Platinum-level food is as tempting as Tang Monk meat to a kid.
The child's strange name was Xiaoshu. His parents were Aunt Guo and He Jianguo. The cause of his death was that he was cut in half.
"Do you still have memories of your childhood?" Jiang Yao asked.
Xiaoshu licked the cream stuck to his mouth and replied: "I don't remember."
It only remembers the past two years, and cannot remember anything further back.
Jiang Yao secretly said.
really.
How could there be so many children in one village? Almost every family has a family of five or six, with many children and few adults.
Obviously, most of these children were abducted.
In this era, human traffickers were rampant, kidnapping children everywhere and selling them as goods.
But the abduction and trafficking of such a large number of children in Jiangtan Village is not as simple as it seems.
Xiaoshu couldn't remember why he was cut in half. After his death, he became a ghost and his body was buried next to a deep well.
It became a queen, and had very little conscious time. Most of it was in the same ferocious and sinister state as before.
"Sister Xiaohong." Xiaoshu saw Xiaohong singing by the wall through the half-open window. She stopped for a moment and was reluctant to eat the half of the cake left. She held it carefully.
"Can you give this cake to Sister Xiaohong? That's her." It pointed at the people in the room.
Jiang Yao sighed in embarrassment and said, "She will kill me if she sees it."
Xiaoshu shook his head vigorously, and a smile appeared on his swollen face. He looked extremely scary, but his eyes were as clear as water, without any trace of malice.
"Sister Xiaohong is very good, she won't kill anyone."
It started chatting, talking about the good things about 'Sister Xiaohong'.
At home, my parents are not good and they often beat and scold them. If his study performance is poor, he cannot eat and can only kneel by the well.
Sister Xiaohong worked a thousand times harder and performed the best. She hid food and secretly gave it to them who behaved poorly.
When Xiaoshu thought about the feeling of being hungry, his whole face squeezed together.
So hungry.
It was so hungry that it pulled weeds from the well and stuffed them into its mouth.
Jiang Yao listened quietly.
The Xiaohong in Xiaoshu's words was not the same person as the Xiaohong she saw.
In school, Xiaohong was the class monitor. When the children behaved badly, she would whip them with a cane from the corner until blood dripped all over the floor.
But after thinking about it, Jiang Yao figured it out again.
The injuries of the children who were whipped looked serious and there was a lot of blood. But he still came to school as usual the next day, and the injuries on his body seemed to have disappeared.
Xiaohong punishes children who behave badly, just for adults to see.
She was only thirteen years old, and it was already great that she could think of this method to reduce the harm to those children.
Xiaoshu said too much, and the cake prop did not last long. The dark energy surged out of its body again.
It also seems to know that losing its mind will cause trouble for them. His clear eyes were covered with thick black yin energy, and he tried his best to contain it, and said with a trembling voice.
"Please, help Sister Xiaohong..."
The words fell.
The little tree turned around and fell into the deep well.
Jiang Yao held the half piece of cake and looked away.
What the little tree said earlier was asking her to give half of the cake to Xiaohong. In the end, before it lost consciousness, it said, "Help Sister Xiaohong."
Xiaohong, the class monitor who has performed well in school and is praised by the villagers and admired by the children, needs her help.
Before she could finish thinking, there was movement from the cellar.
He Jianguo, who had been in the cellar for more than two hours, walked out with a satisfied look on his face, his baggy pants hanging around his waist, and there were blood stains on his fingers...
Jiang Yao immediately pulled A Dong away from the deep well.
Far away on a cobblestone road, I saw He Jianguo washing his hands by the well and returning to the house.
Jiang Yao glanced at the time.
Nine fifty-five.
It's almost the time for He Jianguo to go to bed according to the rules.
"I went to the cellar. You wait outside. If I don't come out within an hour, you leave Jiangtan Village and hide in the mountains." Jiang Yao said to her.
By the time A Dong took out the sticky note from his pocket, Jiang Yao had disappeared from sight.
Her fingers stopped in mid-air, and for the first time she felt that her talent was not good.
Can't even say 'be careful'.
.
At this time, Aunt Guo and He Jianguo were sleeping, so Jiang Yao had plenty of time.
Opening the cellar door, a fishy and stinking smell hit his face. Jiang Yao smelled it and realized that the underground air flowed slowly and the temperature was cold, making it difficult for the smell to dissipate.
She held up the shark oil lamp and stepped on the crude wooden stairs. No matter how lightly she moved, the stairs would still make a creaking sound.
The light range was narrow, and when she walked down the stairs, the first thing she saw was a dirty and messy environment.
