That night, the pot of braised vegetables prepared by Zhang Ying was quickly sold out.

She closed the stall, sat on the table and settled the accounts, and her income exceeded five hundred yuan for the first time, and Zhang Yingzhu was happy. Little Red sat in the corner playing, the stuffed animal in her hand.

Drops of water from the hair, dripping onto the toy.

Zhang Ying saw it and wiped her face: "Xiaohong, you wash your hair, wipe the water with a dry towel, otherwise it will be easy to catch a cold." ”

After speaking, she got up and was about to close the door, but saw a man standing next to the cauldron of brine at the door.

The man had his back to Zhang Ying, and he couldn't see it clearly.

However, from his back, Zhang Ying could tell that it was a bald man.

"Who are you?"

Zhang Ying screamed softly, and the man didn't look back.

When he asked again, the man's body trembled slightly, as if he had heard something, but he still did not turn around.

At this moment, Zhang Ying looked down and saw the man's hand grasping the edge of the brine cauldron, very hard.

Then, he actually lifted the lid of the pot, and was about to reach for the brine in the pot.

Afraid that he would break the brine, Zhang Ying was in his heart and hurriedly stepped forward to stop it.

The man turned around suddenly, and Zhang Ying saw that there were no eyebrows on his face, and his two eyes were wide, like copper bells, which made people's hearts tremble.

Zhang Ying recognized it at once, isn't this the missing trafficker leader wanted by the police?

The man looked at Zhang Ying, his body suddenly began to tremble, and as soon as he opened his mouth, a stream of black blood erupted.

Zhang Ying's face and body were splashed with this thing.

The smell of the fish made her want to vomit.

The bald man looked at Zhang Ying with a very uncomfortable expression.

He stretched out a book to Zhang Ying: "Help me...... I ......" as he spoke, only to see a cut in his neck, I don't know what was going on.

Suddenly, more bruises spurted out of the bald man's arteries.

On the ground, the walls were covered in blood.

Zhang Ying was completely stunned with fright. She tried to run back, but her legs had no strength at all.

As soon as she threw herself back, she fell to the ground.

The bruises on the ground completely soaked Zhang Ying's clothes, and the man bowed down and prayed to Zhang Ying with a blood-spurting mouth: "Save me, save me ......"

Zhang Ying was completely frightened, she moved back a little bit, and her bald head covered in learning almost stuck to his body:

"I'm in so much pain, can you help me...... I'm dying, I'm dying......"

As he spoke, all the blood fell on Zhang Ying's face.

The woman screamed and stepped back.

At this moment, her daughter Xiaohong called out from behind: "Mom, what's wrong with you?" ”

Looking back, Zhang Ying saw her daughter standing behind her, her wet hair on her shoulders, and she looked at her mother tremblingly, holding the gorgeous toy tightly.

"Xiaohong, run, the traffickers are here again......"

As she spoke, she looked up, but she didn't see the man.

I looked down at myself again, and the stains on the places that had been covered in blood were gone.

On the ground, the blood on the walls was gone.

Zhang Ying was very surprised, she got up and asked her daughter if she had seen the bald man just now, Xiaohong shook her head and said that she didn't see anyone.

Getting up from the ground, Aunt Zhang went to look at the braised pot again.

The soup base is calm, the taste is still so fragrant, and the door is closed, not like anyone has come in at all.

That night, Zhang Ying dried her daughter's hair, and then took Xiaohong to bed.

At night, she was awakened from time to time by nightmares, in which the bald head floated out of the pot of churning brine, staring at a pair of round eyes, just looking straight at herself.

Zhang Ying's scalp was numb.

After a few days, the days were as calm as before.

Zhang Ying gets up early every day, not long after the door opens, the master who delivers the meat comes to deliver all kinds of meat needed by the braised vegetable shop, Zhang Ying cleans these meat dishes in the morning, and at noon, the braised meat is put into the pot and marinated.

While marinating the pork, take it out and sell it.

This is the most popular freshly fished braised vegetable now, which tastes hot and dipped in a little special chili noodles, which is fragrant and refreshing.

This morning, the master came, and as usual, he helped Zhang Ying move the meat into the store.

Holding the calculator, he settled with Zhang Ying.

On the other side, the braised soup in the cauldron has boiled, and the aroma fills the store, which is very tempting.

At this moment, the master's body suddenly shook.

Then, like a sift of chaff, he began to tremble violently. Zhang Ying thought he was sick and was about to help him on the stool.

When I looked up, I saw that his appearance had changed.

The man in front of him had already become the bald trafficker, and he was waiting for his eyes to look at Zhang Ying fixedly, and his expression was quite terrifying.

Zhang Ying screamed and took a step back.

In the bald mouth, blood began to spurt again, just like that night, it was jet black, and he grabbed a handful of necks hard, and black blood immediately gushed out.

Zhang Yingchao took a step back and bumped into someone.

That's Little Red.

Holding her daughter tightly, she saw the bald head clutching her body hard, and blood was splashed everywhere.

The bald head began to wail in pain again, and people passed by in the alley one after another, but no one glanced into the shop, and they came and went as if they had not heard anything.

Zhang Ying was so frightened that she couldn't say a word, so she had to hold the child tightly and look at the man in front of her in horror.

The bald head covered in blood laughed twice at Zhang Ying's mother and daughter.

Then, he turned around, and as he went, there was a blood mark.

He moved to the pot and looked at the red and black marinade tumbling in the pot, and suddenly, he put a hand in it.

The boiling marinade, the temperature has reached the boiling point.

Zhang Ying screamed.

The bald head looked back like a woman, and he didn't seem to see any pain on his face, as if this hot marinade had cured all his discomforts.

In his mouth, a very comfortable sound came out.

Zhang Ying hugged the child tightly, looking at this terrible everything, she was terrified

Suddenly, the bald head made an even more striking move.

He hunched over and buried his head in the boiling marinade!

All this is so terrifying that Zhang Ying can't react at all. The daughter also looked ahead, her body was cold, and Zhang Ying covered her eyes to prevent her from looking directly at this terrible everything.

After a while, the bald head raised his head.

Zhang Ying saw that the flesh on his face seemed to be eroded, and it fell down in large pieces.

The bald head opened his mouth, and some messy things spat out of his mouth.

On his bones, Zhang Ying saw the looming bones in the falling scalp, Zhang Ying wanted to vomit, but held back.

The bald head smiled at Zhang Ying for the last time, and then the whole person jumped into the boiled pot......