Such an alternative slaughter of living beings is too rare in the world. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Among the people who witnessed the bloody scene, were there any guilty people, at least not in this labor camp? If you doubt that God will keep all this in mind, please have compassion for the vicissitudes of nature, animal and human worlds.

Tu Die sat stupidly on the ground, staring at the sad and frightened eyes that fell to the ground and still opened hard, motionless, as if he was also stunned, his heart was full of desolation, a sadness, as if his soul possessed the body of the old scalper.

Tu Die thought: Oh my God, it's terrible, will there be retribution? Will all the ghosts not let me go in the future? It's really haunted, didn't it blindfold the old scalper? Why do I still see that its eyes are hard open, and they are bloody? With sadness and fear? Strange.

The more I thought about it, the more scared I became, the more I thought about it, the more scared I became, Tu Die seemed to see a wisp of green smoke floating out of the body of the old scalper who refused to die in the spasms, climbing, rising, tangled in front of his eyes, the more and more he gathered, the black pressure was pressed one after another, and they all became bull heads, and each weird face was inlaid with a pair of bloody eyes of grief and hatred, staring at Tu Die, as if muttering: Wait, there is you to see!

Tu Die trembled all over, a little hysterical, and several people came to hold his shoulders, and they couldn't help but convulse with his shaking.

Will they take revenge? Will the animals take revenge? Will they take revenge?

Tu Die felt that there was a voice in the depths of his soul, fighting with those sounds: Hold on! I've killed you, what are you afraid of? There is a kind, just wait and see, Lao Tzu is still afraid of you? Ghosts are afraid! Hold on, hold on! Nothing can destroy your will! Lao Tzu is not afraid of the earth, but he is still afraid of you old scalper? Hmph - hold on!

The director looked at it in his eyes, but he was also afraid in his heart, so he walked over to pick up Tu Die.

Tu Die suddenly pointed at the old scalper and said:

"Gouge out those eyes first! It wants to kill me! It wants revenge! It keeps staring at me!"

The director was surprised and said:

"Covered with a black cloth, how do you know it's still open?"

Tu Die shouted:

"It's, it's, call somebody, get those eyes out, quick—quick!"

The director pulled off the black cloth that was covered, originally wanting to tell Tu Die, and let him see with his own eyes that the old scalper was dead, how could his eyes still be open!

Unexpectedly, as soon as I pulled it away, I saw the old scalper's big black eyes suddenly open hard, extremely weird, really bloody, so terrifying that the director immediately shouted:

"Ahh

He threw off the black cloth and fell on the old scalper's head, and sat on the ground himself.

The night was getting deeper and deeper, and the giant searchlights were still flickering.

An old policeman walked out of the crowd and said to the cook:

"Let's go—I'll help you, let's go and deal with the aftermath together!"

Then he said to the circle of people:

"You guys—help send the director and Tu Die back!"

Fortunately, as soon as others pulled him, he sobered up, stood up by himself, and mocked sarcastically:

"Haha--there are no ghosts in this world at all, they are all scared of themselves! Tu Die-don't look like a bear, get up quickly-hurry!"

The director shouted at the onlookers who had been called out to help:

"Y-what are you doing stupidly?Hurry up-come here, pick up Tu Die-"

He shouted at several prison guards:

"Everyone, each in his place, take them back!

The director was a little annoyed, he was too substandard in front of the prisoners!

I don't know how long it took for Tu Die to stand up with the help of the person he had subdued, but his legs were still shaking, his face was pale, and his eyes were confused, as if he had become a high-level animal painted red.

That kind of fearful and solemn atmosphere of sadness almost enveloped the hearts of Tu Die and all the people present for a long time.

The next day, both the farm criminals and the police still spent a wonderful and delicious festival in a peaceful atmosphere.

When the aroma of boiled beef wafted over the farm, everyone sniffed greedily, imagining the delicious food at noon, as long as Tu Die vomited desperately.

Vomit. I'm going to vomit almost everything in my stomach and intestines~

It's time for lunch, and people are scrambling to line up and then feast.

Only Tu Die resolutely refused to go to the canteen, and even more resolutely refused to taste the delicious taste of this cow.

People said, "Is it too hypocritical to refuse to eat such delicious things?"

There are a lot of people who come to visit him, and most of the gifts sent are salt-baked and boiled chickens, ducks and fish, Tu Die began to give them out, a few of the prison guards today, a few prisoners tomorrow, and later, gradually, people really found out that Tu Die turned out to be completely quit meat.

The man he had subdued joked with him, saying:

"You kid turned out to be a bear bag, right?

Tu Die said:

"Bear bag is bear bag, anyway, this is the first time I have a kind of fear and pity for living beings. If you don't believe it, you wait and see, I will never kill again, and I really dare not kill again! Even in the future, I will never kill or eat a chicken or a duck or a fish, let alone these cows, sheep and pork!"

That bloody scene completely made Tu Die a person who would have strange and hallucinatory thoughts and thoughts.

Sometimes when I think about it, Tu Die will also slander himself: He is really unwise and does such a mindless thing, isn't this typical want to make others afraid of him, an "executioner"-like man?

Tu Die has nightmares every day, and there is always such a picture, which is really illusory in front of his eyes:

A weak young man in a white shirt walked straight to the knife, examined it carefully, and picked up the long sword.

He wiped the blade with his left hand a few times, then nodded his head with satisfaction, and then walked to the old scalper's side, with a completely determined look, and turned around with a puzzled look, and came to the front of the old scalper. The old scalper seemed to feel that he was about to be killed, and he wanted to kick the young man away, and his huge body twisted violently, and let out a terrible scream, which was cold and terrifying.

It seems that there is indeed an aura on the butcher's body, and once the creature feels that little fear, the chirp will show extra sadness.

Everyone present had goosebumps, their expressions were confused and terrifying, and their hearts were even more frightened.

The young man held the knife in both hands, looked ahead, and without blinking, he stabbed the sharp long sword straight into the old ox's neck, above the front legs, and in the heart, so deeply and fiercely that he jerked violently, and tried to pull out the long sword, but he couldn't do it!

The roaring old scalper quickly became dumb, and in an instant, from the edge of the sword, a bright red liquid suddenly squirted out, splashing his face.

The strong flow was too violent, too sudden, and too imposing, and the impact made him fall to the ground with his buttocks behind him all of a sudden, and he sat down on the ground, his legs trembled violently, his face was pale, and his eyes were confused, as if he had turned into a beast smeared with blood~