Feng Cheng felt angry and depressed, but in the face of Jingchun, who was crying silently, all he could do at this time was to listen.

"Sit down." She tugged Jing Chun slightly.

Jing Chun glanced at the chair, as if she saw something pickled, and took a big step back to the side.

Against the wall was a low couch where the two sat next to each other.

"Jingchun, they ...... Why did you bleed? Feng Cheng knew that this question was cruel, but he had to ask.

Jing Chun shrank back to the wall, making her whole person even thinner.

The fear of cutting flesh and bloodletting made this little nun, who was only thirteen years old, like two people before.

"I ...... I don't know ......."

"Don't know?" This answer made Feng Cheng stunned for a moment, and immediately understood.

The scene she had just seen was full of evil, even if the Plum Blossom Nunnery had any unsavory secrets, she would not explain it to Jing Chun, a little nun.

I don't know why, there is something else to ask.

"How often do they come?"

Jing Chun bit her lip and said softly, "Ten days." ”

"Every time I bleed, I left, didn't I say anything to you?"

Jing Chun nodded.

"And what about in the first place?"

If you want a little girl to accept the nightmarish life of regular mutilation and bloodletting, she will always say something soothing, otherwise she will collapse.

"Senior Sister Jingxin said that it would be good if I wanted to hold on for three years, and I could go out when I was sixteen years old......"

Listening to Jing Chun's words, Feng Cheng's heart moved: "Have you also experienced Jing Xin?" ”

Jing Chun was stunned, and didn't react to the meaning of this for a while.

Feng Cheng pointed to her arm and said thoughtfully, "Meditation...... Did you live here before? ”

Now Zi Jingchun understood.

She was silent for a while, then nodded slightly: "Senior Sister Jingxin once said that she used to be like this before, and she will endure it and it will pass......"

Feng Cheng was secretly frightened and asked about the age of meditation.

Although Jing Chun didn't understand why she asked this, she still told her, "Senior Sister Jing Xin is nineteen years old this year. ”

Feng Cheng calculated.

Jing Chun is thirteen years old, Jing Xin is nineteen years old, and Jing Xin said that Jing Chun will be able to go out when she is sixteen years old, so it seems that the goal of bloodletting is likely to change every three years.

So who was Jing Chun before?

"Jingchun, do you know which senior sister lived here before you?"

"It's Senior Sister Jingchen." Jing Chun quickly said a name and bowed her head sadly.

She used to be curious about Senior Sister Jingchen who lived in the garden, but she didn't expect that now she would become Senior Sister Jingchen.

Jingchen - Feng Cheng secretly wrote down the name.

"What errand is Jingchen responsible for now?"

Jing Chun shook her head: "I don't know, after I was brought in by Senior Uncle Cining, I only saw Senior Sister Jingchen packing up her things and walking out, I don't know where she will go." ”

Feng Cheng thought for a moment and asked, "Then do you remember where Jingxin went after Jingchen moved in?" ”

Since there is a different person every three years, it is likely that Jingchen's arrangement is the same as that of meditation three years ago.

"Senior Sister Jingxin—" Jingchun fell into the memory.

Three years ago, she was only ten years old and didn't notice so much.

Feng Cheng didn't urge, silently waiting for her to remember.

"Senior Sister Jingxin has gone to the scripture building. There is a small scripture building in our nunnery, and someone is usually responsible for taking care of it. Jing Chun tried to recall, "But Senior Sister Jing Xin only stayed there for a few months, and then she followed Master Ci Ning. ”

After asking about the location of the scripture building, Feng Cheng shook Jing Chun's hand: "Jing Chun, I'll go first." Bear with me, we'll find a way to get you out. ”

Jing Chun shook his head hurriedly: "No! ”

She carefully pulled Feng Cheng's sleeve, her eyes were flustered and begging: "The donor really doesn't care, I'll just endure it for three years, and I can go out after three years." ”

Blood is taken every 10 days, and this life takes three years.

Feng Cheng couldn't even imagine what kind of ordeal this was.

"Jingchun, don't you want to go out?"

Jing Chun looked dazed: "Even if the donor rescues me, where can I go?" ”

The confusion in her eyes turned into panic: "If they are discovered by their uncles, they will also affect the donor!" ”

Feng Cheng was silent.

For a child who has lived in the plum blossom nunnery since childhood, the outside world is too strange, so strange that he is willing to endure the fear of cutting flesh and bloodletting and dare not go out.

She understands Jingchun's fear, but now that this matter has arrived, there is no reason to let go.

Taking the blood of a girl between the ages of thirteen and sixteen, this plum blossom hermitage is too evil.

What she saw was Jingchun like a lamb to the slaughter, and how many victimized girls like Jingchun who were not seen?

"I see." Afraid that Jing Chun would be scared, Feng Cheng didn't say anything to save her, and said with relief, "Jing Chun, you are growing tall, even if you are afraid, remember to eat on time." When you can go out later, my sister and I will come to play with you. ”

Jing Chun nodded again and again, tears in her eyes.

"Then I'm leaving." Feng Cheng smiled and walked towards the window.

Jing Chun looked at her back in a daze, and when she saw her holding on to the window lattice and about to jump out, she couldn't help shouting: "Donor—"

Feng Cheng looked back.

Jing Chun walked over and asked in a low voice, "Can Xiao Ni know the names of you and Ah Tao?" ”

She only knows that her sister's name is Ah Cheng and her sister's name is Ah Tao, but she doesn't know what their surname is and which family they are.

She was outside the red dust, and she didn't need to know, but now she wanted to know.

In case she doesn't survive three years and dies here, she has at least two friends, friends whose names she knows.

Feng Cheng smiled: "My name is Feng Cheng, 'Orange' is the 'Orange' of Orange, my sister's name is Feng Tao, and 'Peach' is the 'Peach' of Peach." ”

"Little Ni remembers." Jing Chun nodded vigorously.

Seeing Feng Cheng jump from the window, Jing Chun rushed to the window and looked down, and Feng Cheng's figure was already missing below.

Jing Chun stood in front of the window for a long time, walked back to the low couch and sat down, hugging her knees silently.

Feng Cheng didn't immediately go to look for the scripture building, but boldly approached the three or five houses.

The windows were closed, so you couldn't see inside. Outside the window, a bush of plantain is verdant, like jasper.

Feng Cheng hid in the plantain bushes and listened carefully to the movement in the house.

There was no sound in the room for a long time, only a slight rustling sound.

Feng Cheng couldn't see the scene in the house, and couldn't guess what the sound was.

Fortunately, she was patient enough and listened silently.

Finally there was a voice from inside.

"Be careful, if you knock it over, see how you explain!"

It's Mrs. Cining.

When no outsiders were present, Ci Ning's voice sounded even colder and more serious.

The voice of meditation came: "The disciple is wrong, the disciple will be careful." ”

"What's the use of knowing that it's wrong, delaying the medicine, you think you can get it by making amends?"

Then there is the reassurance of meditation.

Pick up the medicine?

Feng Cheng felt a sudden shock in his heart, and after listening to it for a while, he didn't gain anything, and estimated that the time was not good to delay any longer, so he left the garden over the wall.