Bloody hands, covering bloody faces.

He heard the familiar laughter again.

The guy got into his head, and kept on and on.

"Tang Xin ......"

"Hey! Tang Xin! Kill her too! ”

"Tang Ning, she's long dead. Didn't the second sister and brother Tang already admit it? They killed people and threw the bodies into the well. You obviously heard it, you know, why didn't you kill her? ”

"Look at her, how could she be your Tangning?"

Beads of blood trickled to the ground.

The voice in my head, cold and sharp.

"Look at her! Look! She was standing, she could walk, she could run, she was by no means Downing! ”

"Kill her! Kill her! ”

"Kill her!"

It screamed, like a long needle piercing Tang Xin's head.

"Shut up! Shut up! Tang Xin moved his bloody hand to his ear. But no matter how hard he covered his ears, its sound still came clearly, penetrating his skin, penetrating his flesh and bones, and piercing his soul.

"Tang Xin, kill her."

"So what's without Downing? You still have me. ”

"I'll always be with you."

It said it over and over again, just like it did when it was a child.

Obviously, that day was the first time Tang Xin heard its voice. But it's so ripe that when you open your mouth, I'll be with you forever.

"Even if I die, even if I rot here, I will be with you forever, forever."

The milky voice of a child, speaking extremely firm words.

In the dark closet, the little Tang Xin didn't even have the strength to cry. Thirsty and hungry, he had been locked in a cupboard by his twin sons for two whole days. His hands and feet were stiff, and he had trouble breathing, as if he was going to die in the next moment.

But suddenly he heard a voice, and he still muttered and asked, who was it, who was talking......

A child, who sounded about his age, burst out laughing.

"Who am I? I'm you! ”

"Tang Xin, I'm another you."

It whispered his name, as if it had been called a thousand times.

From that moment on, it always haunted him. He grows up, and it grows with it. Indeed, as it says, they are together forever, more intimate than the twins, and no one can separate them.

Until—

Downing appears.

She took him by the hand and stumbled out of the firewood room.

The warm winter sun shone warmly on him.

His life has had light since then.

The strange voice that claimed to like Mingyue, so he named himself Ah Yue, was slowly left behind by him. He hadn't heard it speak once in recent years.

It's like, in the scorching day, no matter how arrogant the moon is, it can't break through that layer of brightness.

But once the sun is gone and the sky gets dark, it's time for it to come out.

It used his voice, called his name, and told him to kill the person in front of him.

Because that's not Downing.

Not the person he wanted to meet......

With his hand down, Tang Xin heard Tang Ning's voice.

"Night, night, night......"

She was calling him.

A familiar voice, a familiar tone.

Everything is so familiar.

But......

Tang Xin pounced and pressed her to the ground.

Ah Yue was in ecstasy, shouting: "Quick! Kill her! This fake dares to pretend to be Downing! Kill her! ”

Tang Ning came back to his senses and struggled vigorously: "Tang Xin! ”

But Tang Xin just looked at her face.

This face is exactly the same as the second sister's.

It's like.

He looked a little distracted.

The bloodied hand had already touched the dagger on the ground.

The slender fingers slowly tightened.

Tangning's face turned white.

Suddenly, there was a sound of the bead curtain at the door, and Tang Xin flew out and hit the wall.

Blue flames stood in front of Tang Ning. The silver-haired boy grabbed Tang Xin's neck with one hand, lifted him up with an expressionless face, and nailed him to the blood-stained wall.

The wind was blowing in from outside.

The paper that blew on the ground rattled.

A lamp was blown out.

The light on Ah Yan's body looked even brighter.

Tang Ning covered the back of his hands and stood up from the ground. The moment the dagger fell, it slashed into her hand. Beads of blood immediately appeared on the back of the hand. As soon as she stood up, blood flowed down.

Fortunately, the wound is not deep.

Passing over Ah Yan, Tang Ning approached the wall.

There are two huge shadows on the wall.

One beast, one man.

The man was struggling, using both hands together, trying to pull away the hand that was clamping him.

Tang Ning walked closer, took two deep breaths, and suddenly stepped forward and raised his hand, slapping Tang Xin in the face.

The sound of "pop" was so loud that Ah Yan was stunned.

Jia Lan glanced at her, and as soon as her hand was released, Tang Xin covered her face and fell to the ground.

Tang Ning squatted down, stared at him and asked, "Are you awake?" ”

Tang Xin raised his head, his left face was red, and he didn't speak, just silent.

Seeing this, Tang Ning frowned.

She had a stomach full of things to say, but looking at him like this, she couldn't say a word.

There was a strange sweet fragrance in the air, which was the smell of the fresh fruit that Miss Tang liked for a long time, and it was crushed and mixed with blood.

The decaying fruit still has amazing vitality.

And Tang Xin is like a grass and tree lacking water, without a trace of life. The silence seemed to make him go back to what he was when he was a child.

Downing bit his lower lip.

At this time, Jia Lan, who was on the side, suddenly bent down and leaned into her ear and asked, "What's the injury on your hand?" ”

Tang Ning was stunned for a moment, and looked down at the back of his hand.

The cut cut by the dagger was left with a narrow line.

The wound is healing at an alarming rate......

She looked at Garan in surprise, but Garan also looked puzzled. The two looked at each other, and suddenly there was a "bang" sound in their ears. Tang Ning turned his head, and saw that Tang Xin's body was crooked and he fell.

She hurriedly leaned over: "Nightbreak? ”

Tang Xin's eyes were closed, and he didn't react at all.

But fortunately, although the breathing is light, it sounds stable.

Just fainted.

Tang Ning breathed a sigh of relief, stood up, and looked around. The place where the twins fell had already gathered a large pool of blood, and she remembered what had happened to Fang Cai, and her face was a little ugly.

Jia Lan yawned, leaned on Ah Yan, who had become bigger, and asked in a low voice, "This place, can't you stay here?" The blue light dimmed a little, his face looked tired, and his eyelids became heavy.

Tang Ning did not hesitate, nodded, and began to rummage through the cabinets.

If something like this happens, you can't hide it.

Early tomorrow morning, if you can't get to Yinzheng, someone will come to the Tang family's kitchen to deliver food. Fresh fruits and vegetables, and fatty fish that have just been caught, will be sent in through the back door like flowing water.

When the time comes, no one in the big kitchen will go out to pick up the order, and it will soon be noticed that something is wrong.

In the Tang family's mansion, corpses are piled up like mountains, and blood flows like a drain.

If she and Tang Xin stayed here, they would definitely have no way to live.

Thinking about it, Tang Ning dismantled Miss Tang's cash box and makeup. Everything that could be exchanged for silver was stuffed into her baggage.

Halfway through, Downing saw a pendant.

Mutton fat white jade, engraved with a small "Ning" character -

This is the pendant that her father left her.