Chapter 9 Life and Death

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Xiao Shu's knife failed to kill Yi Baohua.

She was too weak, having only had a little rice water in the past two days, and Yi Baohua's body instinctively dodged in surprise, so the kitchen knife only hit the shoulder, hit the collarbone, and escaped.

Yi Baohua didn't understand what he had done wrong, but he understood that there were only two choices at the moment.

Either subdue Xiao Shu or be killed by Xiao Shu.

However.

Even at this moment, he was still afraid of hurting the other person, so he tried to control his movements, just wanting to hug and lock the girl.

Xiao Shu is much crazier.

She scratched, screamed, and struggled.

One patient, one injured number. In a short period of time, no one could do anything to save anyone. The furniture in the room was damaged and was knocked to pieces.

During the scuffle, Xiao Shu kicked Yi Baohua's vital part.

He bent over and knelt down in pain, and Xiao Shu took the opportunity to escape from the room.

When Yi Baohua endured the pain and got up to chase out the door, Xiao Shu had already climbed up the ladder left behind when repairing the roof, and then threw the ladder downstairs.

No movement on the roof could be seen from the porch.

Yi Baohua was worried about the girl's mental state, so he hurried downstairs and plunged into the rainy yard without caring about the wound.

Look up.

I found her:

The girl stood barefoot on the ridge of the main hall.

Behind are the overlapping dangerous peaks and beautiful mountains and the layers of clouds painted by the sky.

The rain outlines the beautiful curves of youth.

She gathered up her long wet hair.

Smile to yourself.

…………

When Professor Shao hurried back, this was the scene in the courtyard:

Xiao Shu was roaming on the roof on tiptoes, and from time to time she would lean over and turn over a tile. Her posture was as light as a bird jumping on the branches, and her soaked clothes were her wet feathers.

Yi Baohua, on the other hand, covered his shoulders and stood in the courtyard, trying to persuade him in the heavy rain, like a very embarrassed but loyal big dog.

"Something really happened!"

"Xiao Shu, what are you doing on the roof?"

"Baohua, what's going on?"

The people who hurried back were confused by the endless questions.

It's a pity that Yi Baohua failed to answer their doubts.

He turned around with an aggrieved but relieved expression, and then his body tilted and he fell into the water.

Several people were startled and gathered around in confusion, only to discover the hideous wound on Yi Baohua's shoulder.

The opened flesh has been washed white by the rain, and deep in the wound are bones that are even paler.

Zeng Guangwen took off his eyes.

Veins popped up on his hands.

"Who did it?"

The dazzling paleness almost ignited the depression of the past few days. He looked up at Xiao Shu and tried hard to control his emotions.

"Who the hell did this?!"

Xiao Shu was still rummaging through her tiles, but took the time to wave to the yard and replied casually:

"it's me."

The obvious answer.

The only people left in the village, except for a few old men who had difficulty walking, were Xiao Shu and Yi Baohua. In fact, there is no need to ask, who else could be the murderer besides Xiao Shu?

After being in disbelief, the anger finally couldn't be suppressed.

"You're crazy! You're so damn crazy!"

Zeng Guangwen roared.

"Even if you no longer like him or hate him, do you still need to kill him?!"

"What nonsense are you talking about, glasses? How could I hate Baohua?"

Xiao Shu seemed to have found the tile he liked, and put it away with satisfaction, and his words were a little more brisk.

"It's not too late for me to like him."

"like?"

Zeng Guangwen laughed angrily.

"You like him and you want to kill him! You like him and you want him to die?!"

"yes."

Xiao Shu came to the edge of the eaves lightly, leaned over and smiled at everyone. There was a mixture of kindness and laughter in his smile, as if Zeng Guangwen, who was furious below, was an ignorant child and asked an innocent question.

She is good at teaching:

"What's wrong with death? You won't be cold, hungry, tired, or in pain. You won't be sad or sad anymore, you won't be oppressed, and you won't be bullied anymore."

"It's scary to be alive."

"As long as you live, you will get sick. When you faint, you will feel as if you have lost your soul. When you feel pain, it will feel like the tip of a needle is inserted into the bone marrow. You will get old as long as you live. Your hair will fall out bit by bit, your skin will loosen bit by bit, and you will lose your memory bit by bit. A little by little, a little by little, a little by little, and a little by little weak, until you are paralyzed in bed and can do nothing, and you have to rely on others to take care of you for food, drink, and toilet; you will always be slandered, deceived, despised, and insulted by others while you are alive. Betrayal by friends and let down by loved ones, not to mention responsibilities, desires, and life, they all weigh on people one by one, making them unable to straighten their backs and unable to breathe."

"Look, isn't it better to be dead than alive?"

"Are you crazy?"

"Maybe, who wouldn't?"

Said.

She smiled and held up the carefully selected tiles, pressing the sharp edges against her slender neck.

Her gaze passed over the horrified Zeng Guangwen, Professor Shao and Wang Zhongmin, and finally landed on Yi Baohua's pale face.

"it's a pity."

"I still want to take you to death with me."

incite!

In the wind and rain, a short sound broke through the air.

A desolate and cold light suddenly appeared.

The tile in Xiao Shu's hand just cut a little bit of the oily skin, and then it immediately shattered, and the pieces flew out.

She turned her head in surprise, and a figure flew towards her and pushed her down.

It was Li Changan who had disappeared for a long time.

However, the Xiangtang is old after all, and the tiled roof cannot bear the weight of two adults.

After wailing "Kacha", it suddenly collapsed.

Then, there was a burst of smoke and dust flying in the hall, and there was a clanging sound.

Professor Shao and his colleagues felt anxious again.

Fortunately, Li Changan's voice soon came from the room.

"It's okay, my leg is broken."

he added.

"Desolate."

…………

Xiao Shu fell and fainted on the spot.

When she woke up again, she was guarded by several men who were waiting for her.

But she herself was very calm.

She comforts others by saying that she actually suffers from depression. She had an attack of the disease before and lost control for a while, but now she has recovered. She reassures everyone that she is still young and has a bright future. How could she really be willing to die?

But.

Wait for everyone to relax a little.

But she quietly picked up a brick that was originally used to support the table's leg.

Aiming at his temples.

Boom!

In an instant, blood splashed and stained the red and blue bricks.

But she was too weak after all, and this move was not accurate, let alone killing herself, so she grabbed the brick with both hands and threw it with all her strength...

Then he cried loudly without warning, and allowed the few people who had just reacted to push him down on the bed. Their tears and snot covered the quilt, and they wailed: "Help me! Help me!"

But after a few minutes, she gradually calmed down and was able to talk, joke, and lie. She always tried to push away the people around her. Then she got a rope and put it around her neck. She got a sharp instrument and stabbed her heart, trying to hit the wall. , tried to jump off the building, and even bit his tongue to commit suicide like on TV.

But at every critical moment, she would suddenly break down and give up, crying in horror:

"I don't want to die! I don't want to die!"

After a few twists and turns, everyone figured it out.

When Xiao Shu was calm, she wanted to die; but after her mind collapsed, she had a normal desire to live.

She is crazy when she is awake, and she is sober when she is crazy. Her spirit swings repeatedly between the two until...

in front of the door.

Yi Baohua took a deep breath.

He had just woken up and without thinking much, he hurriedly came to look for Xiao Shu.

It really feels like he is standing here.

My shoulder still hurts constantly.

What attitude should he use to face the girl behind the door?

When he was entangled in his heart and hesitating to advance or retreat, his hands had already opened the door on their own initiative, and his eyes had found the person who made his heart turn upside down.

She was curled up on the bed, her long, silky hair now like a ball of withered grass, her face frightened and pale, like a fragile white paper.

"Xiao Xiao."

"Baohua?"

Xiao Shu's body trembled, he quickly turned his head, wiped away his tears, straightened his hair, and forced a smile:

"How are you doing?"

Yi Baohua's tone was very cold: "Not dead."

The girl's tears suddenly burst into tears again. She wanted to go over, but Zeng Guangwen stopped her with lingering fear. She had no choice but to cry to Yi Baohua through the obstacle:

"I'm sorry! Baohua, I didn't mean to do that. Really, I didn't want to do that. It was... there was a voice." She put her finger on her head and drilled it fiercely, "It's hidden in my brain, it's deceiving me." Mine, it forced me, it wants me to die, it wants me to die with you!"

Yi Baohua listened calmly, sighed softly, then silently stepped forward, asked Zeng Guangwen to let go of Xiao Shu, and then raised his arm.

Xiao Shu couldn't help but shrink back.

She originally thought that what was waiting for her was a slap or a fist, but no, what Yi Baohua gave her was an embrace.

Surprise bloomed on You's tearful face.

She carefully leaned into Yi Baohua's arms.

"I'm sorry." He choked, "I didn't mean it."

"I trust you."

"real?"

The girl laughed lightly.

"Then why don't you want to die with me?"

All of a sudden.

The air in the room seemed to freeze.

Until everyone woke up from a dream and tried to fight Xiao Shu away.

The girl's laughter changed from light to sharp, then from sharp to frightened, and finally became hysterical.

Everything is the same as before.

The short-lived warmth is like a bubble.

Yi Baohua was left alone in silence.

"Infatuated men and resentful women are really the most troublesome things in the world."

Li Changan shook his head in a low voice, walked straight past him, took out the rope he had prepared earlier, tied Xiao Shu up, stuffed a large cloth ball into his mouth, and tied it tightly with tape.

After some neat operations.

Li Changan clapped his hands and faced everyone's dull eyes.

"Okay, now we have to solve another problem."

Someone asked in shock: "What?"

"Underground ruins."

"We need to seal it up."