Chapter 20 Resentment! 3

"The smell is too heavy. The window is open and the air is breathable. What's the taste, salty and devomitable..." Liu honestly spit, waved his finger and pointed at the country, and his hand passed through the little guy.

Liu Dashao looked at it stunned for a long time before he found that his father didn't see that thing at all!

If there is a woman standing in front of him, he can also give up the man's self-esteem and shout that there is a ghost, and then hold her firmly.

But now this is his own father. Liu Dashao thought about it and thought it was better not to stimulate him. No one believed it. It also saves too much explanation, so just hit him out.

Tonight's meal was very delicious, and there was even a bowl of streaky pork for the first time, but Liu Dashao just lowered his head and braised the rice. Usually, the fragrant streaky pork belly was put in his mouth, but it tasted like wax, which was tasteless. It made Liu and his wife think that their son had a fever and was sick.

After hurriedly leaving the empty bowl, Liu Da Shao returned to his room and sat at the head of the bed and meditated alone. Since I went to the Five-Vianling Temple, strange things have been going on. He tried to recall the bits and pieces of these days. I always feel that there must be some secret in it. Everything is so strange and unimaginable. It can be said that ordinary people may not encounter things in their three lifetimes, and they have been bumped into all in two days...

A strong wind came from the window, shaking the glass. He got up and wanted to close the window, but he just turned out of bed. Liu Dashao's legs were sore and soft, and he fell to the ground. From the twisted face and the five fingers pinched into the meat, it can be seen that he was very uncomfortable at this moment.

Yes, pain, abnormal pain! The whole waist and crotch seemed to be torn into two by a beast, and it seemed that it had been inserted into the abdominal cavity from the epidermis with an iron bar, and then it was constantly stirred up and down, left and right, the stirred internal organs turned upside down, and the intestines and stomach twisted into numbness. Liu Dashao admits that he is definitely a very patient person. After all, the ruffian is not so good. You must be refined, ruthless, and tolerant.

It can be said that since the brick of carrying a schoolbag in the third grade of primary school, in just a few years, he has experienced countless one-on-one fights, group fights, and pretending battles. When you practice this time, even if you smash a beer bottle into his brain, Liu Dashao will only yawn and smile. But now, this indescribable pain has completely collapsed in just two seconds.

"What's the matter? Why does my waist hurt like this? I didn't do anything today!" Liu Da Shao gritted his teeth and said to himself. The sweat oozing from the pores wet Liu Da Shao's whole coat without hesitation, and even a fuzzy human figure was printed on the cement floor.

Unfortunately, he scratched his scalp and couldn't figure out how ugly Yin Mao was: "It seems that he was squeezed by something when he hugged Guan Gong's portrait in the afternoon... Then, it was gone."

"Oh, my mother, it hurts again... Isn't it sick?"

After saying that, Mr. Liu shook his hand and untied his coat. He wanted to see if it had become a good place for cute animals such as lice because he had not taken a shower for several weeks, or because he had scabies because he didn't take a bath. If it was broken, it would really be enough for him to drink a pot.

Although his trembling movements were careful enough, when he withdrew his hand, his elbow accidentally hit his lower waist, and the result was naturally self-evident. The mountain-down pain almost made him turn his eyes and paralyzed. It was not until he took three cold breaths in a row that he got better.

When he tilted his head and put his eyes on the painful place, Liu Dashao was completely stunned. Because on that white and tender skin, there is a small blue-purple fingerprint! The color is like an allergy. However, Liu Dashao knew that it was by no means an allergy, because the small fingerprints, even the fingerprints and palm prints were so clear and delicate, just like pressing the printing mud and then patting his body.

In an instant, a chill rose directly from the soles of the feet to the top door. If you guess correctly, your low back pain is indeed directly related to the experience of being pushed down in the department store, and the owner of this small fingerprint, besides the haunting little boy, is there anyone else?

"It's over, it's over, it's completely over." Liu Dashao's brain is already on the verge of a short circuit, and his mind is empty and chaotic.

"Drug, I'll find medicine, yes, safflower oil, apply it with safflower oil first!" Liu Dashao opened the sheets in a panic. He remembered that the box where he usually put the medicine was hidden under the bed, so he quickly bowed down and groped. At that time, there were no conditions for every household to install light bulbs in the countryside, and the only thing that could provide lighting at night was kerosene lamps.

Under the bed, it's dark and I can't see the truth. The faint yellow halo can only pour down to Liu Dashao's feet, but if you want it to extend a little more, there is nothing you can do.

There was nothing he could do. Liu Dashao had to lie on the ground reluctantly, put a whole arm under the bed, and wanted to take out the medicine box, but the entrance was empty and there was nothing.

"It's strange. I remember that I put it in it. Isn't it my mother who moved it to another place?" As Mr. Liu thought about it, he stuffed the handle into the deepest part of the bed.

I finally touched it, but I can't catch it. Is there something wrong? It's not hard plastic, but something soft and elastic.

This, what is this? Liu Dashao's heart thumped, and he couldn't help but relax with his five fingers holding things.

At this time, something incredible happened. It turned out that it was difficult to illuminate the kerosene lamp far away, and the light trembled, causing the whole room to flash, and the halo on the soles of Liu's foot also flowed forward as if it were alive. Slowly, it lit up half of the bottom of the bed, which also made the puzzled Liu Dashao's vision clear. In the darkness, the box containing the medicine was lying quietly in the other direction, while opposite Liu Dashao was a little boy lying on his face. His fingers just pressed on the little boy's face impartially. Between his fingers, the little boy's eyes were still dull, and the dead fish-like eyes seemed to pierce Liu Dashao's heart. He looked at you like this and stared at you like this, without any expressions that human beings should have.

At this moment, time seems to be stagnant, and the second hand is also stuck on the wheel of the seat clock. The temperature of the whole room suddenly dropped by more than ten degrees, and a gloomy atmosphere swept in from all directions like a tide. Liu Dashao's mouth was open, and his throat was so dry that he couldn't make a sound, as if his throat had been cut off. The hand that reached into the bottom of the bed did not take a step forward or step back. It just stopped there, trembling irregularly, or it was no longer under the control of Liu's body at this moment.

"Giggle..." Looking at Liu Dashao, the little boy let out a piercing smile. The voice was extremely harsh, as if someone was scratching the glass with his nails, which made people feel frightened and creepy.

At the same time, Liu Dashao suddenly felt that he seemed to be trapped in the endless quagmire. He wanted to struggle, but his whole body was powerless to borrow, so he could only struggle more and fall deeper.

Then, he felt that he suddenly stretched out countless sharp knives in the quagmire and cut hard at each key part of his body.

He was in great pain and his muscles were twitching. He tried his best to shout, but he found again that he could never hear his shouts again.

He could only feel his throat screaming and fluctuating.

The sharp knife still kept cutting his body. With each knife, he felt an extremely painful point. So many extreme pain points spread all over his body, and he did not feel numbness. On the contrary, every knife was the same as when he first cut, which was extremely painful and difficult.

Then, the skin and flesh cut off by the knife seemed to be forcibly sucked away by some force. The skin and flesh that had been cut down by the sharp knife should have lost contact with his body, but for some reason, he still felt the boundless painful touch that was forcibly torn.

He really endured to the extreme that he actually found that he was still with his eyes tightly closed. He opened his eyes in a hurry, but he still couldn't see anything...

"Am I blind!" Liu Dashao is going crazy.

The pain of sharp knife and flesh tearing, full of darkness and weakness in the quagmire, frequently transmitted into his nerve lines.

He seems to have begun to lose something, or is about to lose something in his life...

His head began to sink. He knew that he had reached the end of his life at this time, and he had given up resistance.

The sharp knife cut directly into his chest...

Is this the end of life? This is Liu Dashao's last thought.

When he could open his eyes again, he found that he had left home and stood in a completely strange environment. Looking around, there were tombstones and locust trees. In the vision, there was a piece of darkness. In this mysterious darkness, it was inexplicably surrounded by a cold fog, as if Some life generally dances in this dark night, constantly dancing around Liu Dashao, giving him a strange sense of uneasiness.

"Is anyone there? Is anyone there?" With a little uneasiness in his heart, Liu Dashao stepped forward cautiously while shouting, as he seemed to expect that there would be someone in this hell-like place, even one person.

As he walked forward quietly, Liu Dashao's heart began to lose his mind. Maybe it was just a little curiosity at first, but after a long time, I still didn't feel any breath of life, and I was already a little crazy.

In the dark, all you can hear is your own footsteps and your heartbeat.

"Tick...Tick..." Suddenly, the sound of dripping water came from nowhere, with a mysterious rhythm, conveying a gloomy breath and slowly coming into Liu Dashao's ears.

I didn't feel the strangeness of the water droplets at all. Liu Da Shao seemed to see a savior. Judging the sound of the water droplets, he suddenly ran in the direction of the water droplets, so fast that he couldn't even imagine it. Maybe now he just wants to find a sustenance of life in this dead space...

The footsteps rippled in the night, and Liu Da Shao's figure kept moving forward in the night. The slightly gloomy sound of faint water droplets kept approaching, and it seemed that the source was almost revealed.

"Puff..." He suddenly stopped, and Liu Dashao was stunned in place, and his eyes were full of unbelievable. In the dark environment, a mottled sign was suddenly nailed, and the black words were a little discolored. I faintly saw that it said 'Naihe Bridge'.

The dense forest mezed forward along the path, as if there was no end in sight. The crooked shadow on the ground floated around, and the good Long Dongqiang was really not very gloomy.

The shady wind blew from nowhere, which made Liu Dashao shiver. The sparse paper lanterns by the lake emitted a faint green light, as if snickering maliciously.

Slowly approaching, I found that the lake was only green. If it was deeper, it would slowly turn into blood-like red. The water was very clear, and I could even see some unknown water plants shaking under the clear water.