Snapped!
The shiny riding crop whipped across the cook's back, and the clothes there instantly tore apart and the flesh and blood blossomed.
The cook who almost cooked the Mother of Dragons into a delicacy was being punished, and the person who whipped her was the butler.
The old man pointed at the cook and kept scolding her: "You bitch, I finally waited for a tender one, but you turned around and let her go."
The cook's breath was weak. She raised her head and wanted to defend herself, but the butler whipped her again, causing her to writhe and tremble in pain.
Obviously after the housekeeper lost the dragon mother, the cook did not find another baby.
At this moment, I can only bear the anger of the master.
The housekeeper whipped the cook so hard that she couldn't utter a single word.
I probably guessed that the housekeeper blamed the loss of Mother Dragon on the cook alone.
Now that the Dragon Mother has been thrown away, even if the cook said that the Dragon Mother is a monster, who would believe it?
What happened in the kitchen was only known to the housekeeper and her.
So the housekeeper naturally asked her to take the blame.
The man holding the Dragon Mother looked on and poked the Dragon Mother's nose with his finger.
At this time, the dragon mother seemed to be hungry, shaking her head and crying.
Her crying caused strange things.
The fat old man, the housekeeper and others in the house suddenly heard the cry of the baby.
They looked around quickly and found no one, but the crying became louder and louder.
The baby cries and lurks behind them.
The butler's face was ugly. He felt that the cry was somewhat familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere.
The man held the dragon mother and came closer, which allowed the housekeeper to hear the cry clearly.
Suddenly I remembered, wasn't the baby's cry the same as that of the little monster yesterday?
The housekeeper immediately panicked and took two steps back to search frantically. When the man saw the housekeeper like this, he got angry and was about to curse.
Suddenly a crying sound came close to my ears.
It was as if a baby was crying in his ears,
The man also whispered in his ear: "Is the baby delicious?".
The color drained from the old man's face quickly. He struggled to sit up from the chair and shouted excitedly:
"Who! Who is it!".
"Someone, come quickly!".
"Who is pretending to be a ghost?"
"Old...Master...it's the monster yesterday...it's the little monster."
"Fuck you monster, where did the monster come from? Help me up quickly! Hurry."
It was haunted during the day and the house was in chaos.
The cook, who was lying on the ground dying, saw a pair of boots from the corner of her eye... She raised her head with her last bit of strength,
In her double vision, she saw a man in white clothes who looked like an immortal. Her appearance could not be clearly seen, but she believed that he would be a young man with a crown-like face.
"Save...save me."
She reached for him with her bloody hand.
The man held her hand simply, and for a moment the cook felt that the excruciating pain all over her body dissipated.
Those pains and injuries disappeared like a dream, and I felt relieved instantly.
She stood up and faced the man in front of her. When she looked back, she saw a woman covered in whiplash lying on the ground.
Looking at her hands again, the cook found that her body was breaking.
The fragments flashed through her crimes like a revolving lantern. In the past, she was once an innocent girl.
The fragments of fireflies disintegrated and scattered in one direction, and the fragments of time entered the man's heart.
The man covered the heart and collected all the pieces.
"farewell".
The man turned around and saw the housekeeper helping the master to leave.
The constant crying of the baby was undoubtedly the biggest source of panic. How could they possibly stay in this hellish place?
He caught up with him in two steps, grabbed the back of the butler's head and pulled him back, and an illusory figure was pulled out by him.
At the same time, the butler himself suddenly fell to the ground unconsciously, taking the master with him.
"Slave dog!" The master was beaten to a pulp and slapped the housekeeper in anger.
There was no response to this slap.
He put his trembling hand under his nose, but no breath came to his fingers.
"Dead...dead".
The master didn't care about anything else, and he didn't care about getting up.
After all, it is difficult for him to get up alone with his fat body.
In a hurry, he scratched the ground with both hands and crawled away using all his limbs.
As he was crawling, he suddenly bumped into something. When he looked up, he saw a man holding a baby.
He still had some memories of the swaddle in the man's arms. Wasn't that the baby girl he almost ate yesterday?
The baby girl was crying, and he understood the source of the cry.
The man smiled and continued to ask: "Does the baby taste good?".
This old man was very afraid of death. The housekeeper died first. He naturally knew that the man came with bad intentions.
He instinctively wanted to run away, but when he turned around, he saw his body lying in the same place.
The corpse, which was like a small mountain of meat, was very identifiable. He was already dead.
The man reached out and tapped the back of his head. This slight touch was like a nail breaking a vase.
Many cracks appeared in the master's soul body, and the soul body was divided into several small fragments.
He stretched out his hand to escape, but his soul shattered and countless fragments flew into the man's heart.
The man patted his heart and said, "It's fat and tastes disgusting... it's unpalatable."
I couldn't help but touch my heart, but it was empty, just like the man holding the Dragon Mother.
His heart position is also empty.
I saw the pieces as they merged.
Use your soul to fill in your body's deficiencies.
"He was unintentional!"
The meat ghost smacked his tongue: "Then who else could it be besides you?".
"It's you and it's not you."
"It seems that is you from previous generations."
"No wonder the dragon mother looked for you the first time she woke up. You and she have such a connection. You picked her up and raised her."
"She came to you to repay a favor."
"Repay the favor? It would be great if that's the case", I sighed.
I can’t tell you what it feels like to see another me.
Looking at him, I feel familiar and strange. I can understand his actions, but I don't understand him.
But at least one confusion has been solved. The Dragon Mother and I have such a past.
I also knew that it was Wuxin who picked up the newborn Dragon Mother. She was looking for Wuxin, not me.
I am Wuxin, but I am not the Wuxin she is looking for.
.............
After killing three people in a row, Wu Xin took Mother Long and found a piece of clean silk in the house to replace the cloth bag that was soaked by her urine.
Then he searched the place and left with the Dragon Mother.
Wuxin seems to be able to control whether the world can see him or not. He does not hide himself, but integrates himself into the world.
He walked through the busy city with Dragon Mother in his arms, just like a real father.
He used the money he collected to find a wet nurse, and he didn't set off again until the Dragon Mother was weaned.
The journey of a careless man and a born alien.
