It was obviously a bucket of boiling hot water, but when the bald foot tried to poke in, he didn't feel hot.

Normally, this would split the flesh.

But his body sat down little by little, and he didn't feel any pain.

In its place, there is a feeling of comfort that has never been felt before.

When the body is soaked in the bucket, not only does it not feel hot, but the tumbling blisters are like a pair of hands, massaging his body repeatedly.

The bald head closed his eyes and began to enjoy, and when he opened his eyes again, he actually saw Xia Hong holding a sharp knife in his hand!

He was startled.

When I looked up at Xia Hong again, I found that she was still smiling at herself.

"I'll give you money, and you'll have to give me something."

Under the light, the cutter head flashes.

Looking at the knife, the bald head felt creepy, and he trembled and let out:

"You, what do you want?"

The woman pressed the blade of the knife to the chin of the bald head: "I told you not to be afraid, I will cut something from you later, it is very simple, and it will not hurt at all." ”

As soon as the bald head heard this, he had to get up from the barrel.

The woman suddenly pressed his shoulder.

Xia Hong's strength was very strong, but the weight of that hand, and the bald head seemed to be pressed by a boulder.

The bald head wanted to say something, but suddenly there was a sharp pain in his jaw.

Xia Hong cut a long wound on his chin, and after that, his hands were torn violently, and the bald chin seemed to be dislocated, and the whole thing fell off.

The blood stained the water in the basin red, and the bald head screamed with a pain.

Xia Hong quickly put her hand into his cracked chin, and soon, a lump of white grease was dug out by her.

Guarding the mass of grease on the table beside her, the woman picked up another needle and pointed it at his cracked jaw, and began to stitch it up.

She was very skillful at threading the needle, and in a few moments she was able to close her bald chin again.

The bald head gasped for breath, and when he came back to his senses, his jaw no longer hurt.

Looking at the lump of grease on the table, the bald head touched his wound, which was small and thin. Then, Xia Hong took out a stack of money from her arms:

"You deserve this, keep it."

The money was on the table, side by side with the fat mass.

After the bald head came out of the barrel, he looked at the table steadily, as if he was making a difficult choice.

"Take the money and go, with them, you can go back again."

Xia Hong stood beside him, and when he spoke, his voice was faint, as if there was a magic power. The bald man gritted his teeth and stuffed the pair of money into his clothes.

When he returned to the mahjong parlor, the game had not yet dispersed.

Seeing that he was back again, Su Quan got up and was about to say something, but saw the bald head take out a handful of money from his arms, throw it on Su's body, and said proudly:

"I'm rich again, I'm going to keep gambling and win back what I lost!"

Sitting at the table again, the feeling of being comfortable from the inside out returned, and he no longer felt hungry.

However, luck seems to have been completely away from him.

His luck is very back.

The 10,000 yuan was the money exchanged for his own grease, and in less than three games, there was nothing left.

The bald head's eyes were red.

He got up again, said to the people around him, and said fiercely: "Wait, I'll be back soon!" ”

Then, go downstairs.

He ran into the woman again.

followed Xia Hong, came to that strange street again, and entered that strange house.

After the coffin-shaped wooden door closed, the bald head jumped into the barrel again, and he let out another howl of pain, after which the woman removed a piece of grease from his chin.

After getting the money, the bald head returned to the mahjong parlor to continue gambling.

After losing everything, I was not in a hurry, and repeated the process just now.

It was like this again and again, until the end of the gambling game, that the bald head dragged his withered body back to the guest house.

Walking to the lobby on the first floor, he spotted a television hanging on the wall, playing a wanted notice.

The man in the photo is bald himself.

When the bald head went in with his head down, the boss suddenly raised his head from the bar and called him.

He thought badly, it seemed that he was recognized.

As soon as the bald man's face changed, he turned around and was about to run out, but the tall boss had already come to him and pressed his shoulders:

"It's been half a month, and the previous prepaid room fee has been used up, do you want to renew?"

The bald head of the false alarm was scared into a cold sweat.

The room fee can't be renewed, the money is lost, and the bald head can only move.

As he cleaned up, he looked at the bathroom mirror and looked at his skinny appearance, like a dying old man.

Only then did he realize that it was no wonder that he was not recognized, whether he was walking down the street or in the hall just now.

Carrying what little stuff he had, he left the guest house bald.

The sun was very strong, he wrapped his head in sunscreen clothing, and put on sunglasses, still feeling the pain of being burned on his body.

I just kept moving forward, and I don't know how long it took, but the people around me gradually disappeared.

After taking off his sunglasses, he looked around and was stunned.

Because the place I am in at the moment is actually the reservoir where I stayed before.

The big tree next to it blocked the sunlight overhead.

Glancing at his feet, he was in this place that night, strangled the girl to death, and threw it into a travel bag.

The bald body rested against the trunk of the tree, and the water was calm.

This big tree has become his temporary foothold, he is like living in a guest house, every day as soon as the sun sets, he goes to the door of the mahjong parlor to wait for Xia Hong to appear.

Then, he used his own lump of grease in exchange for Xia Hong's 10,000 yuan gambling money.

These days, the bald head no longer eats, and no longer does anything other than gambling. It seems that only by sitting at the gambling table does he feel that he has become a normal person again......

……

……

The reservoir is surprisingly cold.

My body shrunk under the icy water, and the cold felt like a knife cutting.

When the girl told me these words, there was still a pile of weeds on her black head.

Then, her body retreated little by little, and was gradually overwhelmed by the white mist.

I opened my eyes suddenly, and I saw Tang Muzhou and Liang Yuan standing beside me left and right, and seeing that I didn't look very good, Liang Yuan asked me what was going on.

I wiped the beads of sweat from my forehead:

"Liang Yuan, don't worry, you didn't kill anyone!"

Speaking of this, I paused again: "Or, the one you killed is not a person at all!" ”

After that, I approached the reservoir, under the scorching sun, but the water surface was very cold, and I reached out along the other side to tease it, and some dark green sinks hung in the palm of my hand.

"Autumn Moon Eclipse List" said that this kind of thing is called silk.

It's hallucinating.