"ah!"
The man screamed and subconsciously hugged his bleeding head.
Aying kicked him out of the bed, pulled off the man's belt, tied his hands to the head of the bed, and then found a rope to tie him to the bed.
"You bitch, are you rebelling? When I wake up, I will beat you to death, and then I will kill your entire family!"
Facing the man's clamor, Aying shivered, and a trace of despair flashed through her tearful eyes!
She glanced at the man and turned away, and I followed her into the kitchen.
Aying burned a pot of boiling oil as if nothing happened, and then returned to the room with the funnel.
He forced the man's mouth open, inserted a funnel, and poured a pot of oil into it.
The man was writhing wildly like a fat maggot, and a huge transparent blister bulged on his neck.
The blisters swelled with the man's breathing, almost bursting.
"Aying!"
Seeing Aying trembling all over as if she had lost her soul, I hurriedly called out.
Aying slowly turned around and looked at me, tears streaming down her face.
"I'm dreaming, right? Only in dreams do I have the courage to fight back before he hurts me completely! Only in dreams can I hear my own voice again. If I had the courage to fight back when he hurt me for the first time. If I didn’t choose to forgive, maybe I wouldn’t be in this situation today!”
"Aying, he deserves it!"
Having said this, I walked up to Aying.
He tried to raise his hand, but unexpectedly it actually touched Aying.
So I took Aying and left the room.
It's sunny outside!
But because I was in a dream, I couldn't feel the warmth.
But Aying looked up at the sun, with a belated new life in her eyes.
"Aying, do you know why you dream about me?"
"My mother said that I think about you every day and dream at night, but this is the first time we have met, and I shouldn't dream about you! But you have Baojiaxian by your side, and he must have let you enter my dream!"
When Aying said this, she turned to look at me.
"Ask me something!"
"Aying, why do you want to draw such a picture?"
"Which pair?"
"What do you mean which one?" I frowned instantly, "Did you draw more than just the daytime one?"
"Yeah!" A Ying nodded, "I have loved painting since I was a child, but unfortunately my family was too poor to have the opportunity to learn, so I found sticks to draw on the dirt. Later, after I got married, I lived in fear all day long, so I never painted again. After that. Later, I killed my man! After going to prison, I was able to do things I liked. So I gave up all the good food and drinks to others in exchange for a little chicken and half a pen, and then I thought I draw whatever I want, this is my only happy time in prison!"
"Then why did you draw such a strange painting? Why did you cut the people in the painting into pieces?"
"Here!" Aying pointed to her head, "Such a picture flashed through my mind! So, I drew it! I don't know if it was the eldest sister, but there were other people, most of them were wearing prison uniforms, and some Ordinary people, I just painted the picture in my head!”
"Then do you know that the person you painted has disappeared?"
"I know!" Aying nodded, "But they all deserve death, don't they? That eldest sister was a stepmother. She beat her to death because her stepson stole a chicken leg, and encouraged her husband to throw her stepdaughter down from the stairs. ! Her husband was shot, but she was sentenced to life because she was pregnant. They were all murders to pay for life and debts to pay, but why did she not only survive, but also continue to bully others in prison? "
"She deserves to die!" I muttered, "But I want to know how she disappeared? Apart from the images that flashed through your mind, is there anything else weird that happened?"
"I don't know!" Aying shook her head gently, "It's none of my business, I just drew a random picture!"
"Then where did you get your yin and yang eyes?"
"My man rewarded me!"
Just when I was a little confused, Aying smiled.
"He often violently abused me, almost every day! Many times, he almost beat me to death. At that time, I could feel myself floating in the air, and even pressed against the ceiling to watch him beat my body like a rag doll. Body! I don’t know if I have walked through the underworld too many times, but I can gradually see things that others can’t! Sometimes when I am beaten so dizzy, I can see many phantoms standing in front of me. In front of them, I asked them for help, but my man beat me even harder, saying that I was pretending to be crazy and acting like a fool."
Suspended death can open the yin and yang eyes!
Aying keeps walking on the edge of death. Is it possible that those images flashed through her mind because of this?
"Were there any warning signs before those images appeared in your mind?"
"No!" Aying shook her head, "They all appeared suddenly! I can't speak, so I can only draw them! Otherwise my brain hurts as if it's about to explode! I still have my parents at home, I have to get out alive to give birth to They were filial, so I had to draw it!"
So, Aying can sense all the missing persons?
"Aying, listen to me! These people deserve to die, they deserve it! But, I want to know who killed them. I think only you can help me!"
"I...I'll try my best!"
…
Suddenly, I woke up from my dream.
Looking at Aying's bed, I found that she was still sleeping soundly.
I quietly walked over and covered her with a quilt, and then I returned to my bed.
However, I couldn't sleep anymore.
It stands to reason that the man behind the scenes is a judge who can distinguish between black and white.
He 'kills' those who are full of evil, but also 'feeds' those who are kind-hearted.
However, the law does not allow him to take human life lightly.
Even those who are missing should die!
The next day, we went out to work as usual.
The disappearance was as if it had never happened.
But during break time, the prison guard called me away alone.
When I entered an empty small room, I saw a familiar face.
"Old sir, it's you!'
It was the distinguished old man from before. If not for his management, Feng Qingluan and I would not have been able to enter the prison smoothly.
"How are you? Are you still used to it?"
"How can you get used to this!" I smiled a little self-deprecatingly, "I won't have a criminal record when I go out, right?"
"How can you get a criminal record by pretending to be in jail?" The old man smiled, "Do you have any clues?"
"A little bit!" I said quickly. "A female prisoner in my cell seems to be able to predict things. I'm very curious about how her ability came about! So, I want you to help find out."
"I understand what you mean! Don't worry, I will let my subordinates take care of you secretly!"
"Then can you tell me how many people are missing from this prison?"
"A lot!" the old man muttered, "but most of them were death row prisoners, who were gone before they could be executed! We can still hide these damned ones, just treat them as if they have already committed suicide, but we can't deal with those who have a term of office." Got it!"
“How are those on the margins doing now?”
"At first, I was worried that they would riot in the concentration camp. After all, being detained under surveillance may cause rebellious psychology, but they are really harmonious, respect and love each other and help each other. Moreover, they are very keen to learn new things, so I Teachers were specially found to help them understand this new world.”
It seems that simplicity is a quality engraved in the bones of these marginalized people.
"I will ask the relatives of the female prisoner to come and visit the prison. Then you can ask them what they want to know!"
"good!"
…
In the past few days, the prison seems to have returned to calm.
Feng Qingluan was successfully elected as the new eldest sister of our cell by her own efforts.
Seeing the way the female prisoners were fawning over her, I ignored them.
Instead, he communicated with Aying in his own way.
Although, it is still very difficult.
In the dream, we talked a lot.
Although Aying's education level is not high, she is a kind person.
Her only concern was her elderly parents, and she always resented why she disobeyed and insisted on marrying that domestic violence man.
Once upon a time, my parents tried hard to persuade each other.
But, she didn't listen.
In the end, it ended like this.
"Have you wanted to paint lately?"
I gestured and said this to Aying, who smiled and shook her head.
She tilted her head and patted her ears, which seemed to tell me that her head was empty.
Aying's emotional change may be due to the news that her parents are coming to visit her, and I know that this was deliberately arranged.
On the day Aying's parents arrived, she didn't sleep the night before.
When I woke up in the morning, I arranged my hair specially and pulled the corners of my mouth vigorously.
She gestured to ask me how I was doing, and I gave her a thumbs up.
A Ying, who was not disfigured in the dream, was beautiful, with the kind of beauty and aura that can only be cultivated by good mountains and rivers.
When it was time to meet, Aying went out happily.
Under the arrangement of the prison guards, I entered the monitoring room to observe secretly.
Across the glass, Aying met a pair of elderly people.
Aying was babbling as if she was talking about the pain of lovesickness, and then she knelt down to the old man.
After knocking his head three times, one of the old men took out a photo.
With just one glance, Aying hit the ground again until she was forcibly pulled up by the prison guards.
Who is in the photo?
Her relatives?
I couldn't see it clearly because it was too small and blurry.
The meeting lasted only an hour. At the end, Aying was holding hands with the old people through the glass.
Both parties were crying profusely, but it was finally time to say goodbye.
After Aying was taken away, the prison guard motioned for me to follow her.
In the small room from last time, I met Aying’s parents.
They looked embarrassed when they saw me.
I was obviously wearing prison uniform, but there were no shackles on my feet.
"Are you Aying's parents?"
"Yes!" The old man nodded timidly, "You..."
"I am Aying's cellmate!"
After hearing what I said, the old man hurriedly stood up and bowed to me.
"Our Aying is timid and doesn't know how to speak. Please forgive me if I get into any trouble!"
"Sit down quickly!" I quickly helped the second elder to sit down again, "I want to ask the second elder about A Ying's past?"
"A Ying... what happened to A Ying in the past?" The old people looked at each other, "Does it mean that as long as we answer the question, we can help A Ying and make meritorious deeds?"
"this……"
"You ask, you ask! We will tell you everything!"
"Did you encounter any strange things when you were giving birth to Aying?"
"Something strange?"
"Or is there anything that makes Aying different from others?"
"No!" Aying's father shook his head first, "Aying, she has always been obedient since she was a child! Nothing strange happened to her. I was working on a construction site when she was born, but my wife said she would not cry when she was born."
When Aying's father said this, Aying's mother remained silent.
The wrinkled fingers have been clenched together, seeming a little nervous.
"Whose photo was that just now?"
"He's Aying's godfather!"
Aying's mother said this tremblingly, and then took out a yellowed photo from her pocket.
But after taking a closer look, it turned out to be a statue of Zhang Zhongkui.
"I remember that there is a custom in some places where children are recognized as their godfathers and godmothers. Some recognize old trees and some recognize stones. But without exception, they are ancient relics that are hundreds of thousands of years old. I have never seen anyone recognize this! "
Zhong Kui is a ghost!
It is unlucky for a living person to marry a ghost!
Aying's mother twitched her lips, and then pointed at her husband's ears.
The old man understood and immediately took off the hearing aid.
After Aying's mother shouted several times but received no response, she then looked at me.
"There are some things I don't want the old man to know! When I gave birth to Aying, he was working outside and couldn't come back in time. We didn't want to go to the hospital at that time, so we gave birth at home. I gave birth to Aying for three days and three nights. After giving birth, I finally gave birth to a stillborn fetus! The baby was held in the stomach for a long time and was suffocated to death! He turned purple! I had no choice but to bury the baby in the back hill and cried for three or four days. God, I still couldn’t stand thinking about my child, so I went to the back mountain to burn paper for my child, but I heard crying coming from the soil.”
Speaking of this, Aying's mother wiped away tears.
"I didn't know I was afraid at that time. I just dug hard and found that the child was still alive! It was rainy and rainy in those days. I don't know how the child survived. I thought that the child was not fine at all at that time, but he was holding his breath. . This child survived after being away from the gate of hell. I felt that it was God who was pitiful and the judge refused to accept her, so when the full moon came, I recognized Zhong Kui as her godmother to repay my kindness! I later told her about this matter. The old man said, he said it was unlucky, how could anyone accept a ghost for sex, but I was stubborn and ignored him."
"Do you think Zhong Kui has blessed A Ying?"
"Of course!" Aying's mother nodded vigorously, "If it weren't for the protection of her, my Aying would have died countless times! Such serious injuries! The watermelon knife penetrated the side of the heart, and the sulfuric acid rotted the entire The several stabs in the stomach and face cut off blood vessels, but our Aying’s life was still saved. If this isn’t the Lord Judge’s blessing, then what’s going on?”
…
After watching Aying's parents leave, I returned to the cell.
The female prisoners were surrounding Feng Qingluan, listening to her talk about her luxurious life, while Aying was lying on the bed busy with something.
When I walked in, I saw that her fingers were bleeding.
And her bloody fingers had already drawn several people on the sheets.
Those people have a bright red horizontal line on their necks and limbs!
...(End of chapter)
