In the past, Qin Xiaowen would have definitely faced the fierce gazes of his parents.
But today she took a sneak peek, and her parents looked more helpless.
Qin Jue, who was covered in blood, seemed to be supporting himself.
So Qin Xiaowen mustered up the courage to reveal his true feelings in front of the whole family for the first time.
"The urban legend is that Mrs. Bachi is an evil spirit that specializes in bewitching men."
Qin Xiaowen took a deep breath and recounted: "Legend has it that in sparsely populated places such as mountains, ruins, towns, and late-night train stations, there is a huge woman nearly three meters tall. She wears a pure white robe and has long black hair that looks like a waterfall. Hair, constantly looking for lonely men."
Qin Xiaowen stopped and looked at everyone alertly.
After all, it was feudal superstition, and she was still not used to talking about it in Lao Qin's house.
Qin Jue nodded: "Go on."
No one objected and looked at Qin Xiaowen silently.
Qin Xiaowen received the support of the leader and felt even more confident.
"It is rumored that this giant woman has a very mature and charming charm. Every man who meets her will indulge in her gentleness, and then every time when he is about to reach the peak of happiness, he will be torn alive by Mrs. Bachi with two arms! "
Speaking of the peak of happiness, Qin Xiaowen's still immature face turned a little red.
But no one said anything, they just frowned and waited for the follow-up.
"There are other ways of death, such as fire, falling from a building, suicide, etc."
"Mrs. Bashiku can both physically torture and impose curses."
"Basically no man will survive after encountering Mrs. Hachisha."
Qin Xiaowen looked at Qin Jue worriedly, and then at Ba Chi who was still squirming, crawling, and roaring on the ground: "Brother Qin Jue, she's not dead yet, don't let her put a curse on you!"
Qin Jue randomly threw a Dragon Scale Tang Dao.
The blade seemed to have eyes. It jumped high and then fell, inserting into Bachi's head accurately.
Bachi wailed twice in pain, twisted and struggled a few times, and then gradually stopped moving.
At this moment, all the Qin family disciples present felt a chill pouring into their bodies.
They all looked at Qin Jue with gratitude and admiration.
Perhaps, this is what Brother Qin Jue said is the strange energy that can awaken human beings.
If it weren't for Brother Qin Jue, these people really wouldn't know what to do with Ba Chi.
"Go on." Qin Jue nodded again.
Qin Xiaowen: "The story about my sister carrying a doll is more sadistic."
"According to legend, there was a little girl who had a very happy and warm family."
"But her father got drunk and hacked his wife, her mother, to death with an axe."
"The little girl hid under the table, holding a doll, and witnessed the picture on the wall with her own eyes in horror. It was the picture reflected on the wall by the candlelight, the swinging axe, the trembling mother, and the blood all over the wall. Finally, the mother’s head rolled under the table, just in front of the little girl, and looked at the little girl.”
hiss!
Hearing this, the Qin family disciples, who were full of justice, let out an unbearable intake of breath.
"Could it be that the girl in the white dress just now is the little girl who saw her mother being hacked to death?"
Qin Feng suddenly frowned and asked: "Then why did she call Mrs. Bachi mother? And why did Mrs. Bachi hold her doll? Why did she stuff her into the doll?"
Qin Jue folded his arms and remained silent, ignoring everyone's questions.
Qin Xiaowen swallowed and looked at Qin Jue like a cautious white rabbit. After seeing Qin Jue's indifference, he shook his head and said, "I don't know, but the story of my sister carrying the doll on her back is not over yet."
"After my father sobered up, he was afraid of being arrested by the inspector, so he asked the little girl to bury her mother's broken body in the garden with him."
"But because he was afraid that the little girl would talk nonsense, so while the little girl was numbly burying her mother's head with her back turned to him, he picked up an ax and chopped off the little girl's legs so that the little girl wouldn't go anywhere. That’s nonsense.”
At this time, all the Qin family members were numb.
Everyone looked extremely angry.
No wonder the girl in the white skirt has no legs.
Damn, is there such a beastly father in this world?
"Perhaps he feels remorse, or perhaps he misses his daughter." Qin Xiaowen continued before finishing: "My father raised the little girl well in the basement and fed her delicious food every day, so the little girl did not die, but It takes three years to raise them.”
"Three years later, my father married another woman and gave birth to another child, a girl again. This is the so-called sister."
At this point, everyone has vaguely realized the truth of the story.
But this truth is so suffocating.
"There is a new child. My father's thoughts are on the new child. He is very good. He no longer drinks. He is a very responsible husband. This new family is also a very happy and warm family."
"But the father who diverted his attention began to forget about the little girl in the beginning."
"Finally the little girl starved to death."
"Her stepmother peeled off her skin and made it into a doll."
"The second child, the so-called sister, carried the doll on her back."
"When my sister carried the doll on her back and played around, walking into the garden of the past."
"This story ends in a song."
Everyone looked a little sad.
Qin Feng took a deep breath and asked, "What song?"
"My sister is carrying a doll...
Walk to the garden to see the cherry blossoms...
.The baby cried and called mother...
The little bird on the tree is laughing haha...
Baby, baby, why is baby crying...
Do you remember what your mother said...
Baby, baby, don't cry anymore...
Just tell me if you have anything on your mind...
I also had a home once upon a time...
And dear parents...
One day dad got drunk..."
Qin Feng felt it extremely and waved his hand: "That's enough, no need to sing anymore."
Qin Xiaowen stopped singing and showed a harmless smile: "It seems that knowing more anecdotes is not a bad thing."
Qin Feng looked at Qin Jue: "Brother Qin Jue, so the stepmother married by the father in the story is Mrs. Bachi."
Qin Jue nodded.
"In the story, the stepmother peeled off the little girl's skin and made it into a doll, so in reality it was Mrs. Bachi who chased the girl in the white dress to stuff her into the doll."
Qin Jue nodded.
"Wochao! What a fucking beast!" Qin Feng couldn't help shouting, veins popping up on his face: "If I catch such a beast, I will have to destroy this beast!"
Qin Feng's occupation is patrol supervisor, and he is a senior patrol supervisor.
He is considered the third-in-command of the Jiangcheng Inspection and Supervision Bureau.
Originally, his father wanted Qin Jue to join the inspection bureau because he was looking for Qin Feng to leave.
"Stabilize your emotions." Qin Feng said calmly: "In this terminally ill world, there are many more miserable things than this."
"Yes, Brother Qin Jue."
