Wang lame walked to the side of the kang with a drunken stagger, leaned his head and looked carefully at Hu Hui's little face full of fear, looked at him as if he was a little stunned, and muttered: "The little girl looks ...... It's like your mother, Hiccup......"

As he spoke, a malicious smile suddenly appeared on Wang Cripple's face, the obscene look in his eyes was very obvious, he licked his lips, stared at Hu Hui's thin and small body wrapped in cloth, and his hand also grabbed her unconsciously.

Seeing Wang Cripple, Hu Hui was completely frightened, and seeing that he still wanted to touch himself, Hu Hui was naturally frightened and kept screaming, desperately resisting, and this seemed to directly anger Wang Cripple, he suddenly pounced on Hu Hui and pressed Hu Hui under him, and slapped her little face mercilessly.

After a while, Hu Hui's little face was bruised and swollen by the fan, her consciousness was a little blurred, and blood slowly flowed out of her cheeks from the corners of her mouth.

"Fuck, Hu Dabao, that bastard snatched Lao Tzu's sweetheart, and it's not too much for Lao Tzu to take interest on her daughter......"

Wang Cripple threw the wine bottle in his hand, the glass bottle smashed on the ground and shattered, Wang Cripple stared at Hu Huiwei and laughed twice, and then the unbearable miserable scene was displayed in front of me. I knew that all this was just a dream that had passed for many years, but looking at Hu Hui, who was crying out, my heart was full of anger, and I wanted to tear this bastard alive.

However, this is not the end of the story, and the real accident is only now here. Wang Cripple wanted to be violent to Hu Hui, but Hu Hui was greatly frightened and only knew that he was struggling frantically, the nails on his fingers had not been cut for a while, and he accidentally scratched the skin after grabbing Wang Cripple's burned face, and the blood was gushing, which looked very hideous.

Hu Hui herself was completely stunned when she looked at Wang Cripple's bloody face, and Wang Cripple was completely furious because of Hu Hui's action, picked up a pillow on the side and pressed it directly on Hu Hui's head, Hu Hui struggled desperately, and finally the broken body gradually stopped moving, I couldn't help but gasp when I saw this - Hu Hui actually suffocated this Wang Cripple to death!

Wang Cripple was still trapped in his irrepressible anger and did not regain his senses, Hu Hui was no longer struggling, he was still pressing the pillow tightly, and he kept cursing Hu Hui in his mouth. And when he saw Hu Hui's incontinence, he was stunned for a moment, his face turned pale instantly, as if he realized something, and hurriedly took away the pillow - Hu Hui stared at a pair of empty eyes, tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, and blood flowed out of his mouth slowly like a stream......

"Hey, hey...... Girl! Wake up, wake up, wake up......"

The terrifying scene in front of him directly woke up Wang Cripple's alcohol, he looked very flustered, and kept patting Hu Hui's cheeks, but no matter what he did, Hu Hui had no reaction. The lame king was completely frightened this time, kept screaming and retreated, retreated to the edge of the kang and fell down directly, and ran towards the door.

At this time, I noticed that the darkness around the house had suddenly disappeared, so I chased outside to find the lame king, who did not go directly back to the village, but ran towards the hillside on the south side of the village, which was the Nanshan Ridge, which is now the mass grave.

Hu Dabao and Hu Hui are both residents of Honggang Village, and so is Wang Cripple, and an important reason why I have been doing time calculations before is actually because of the major tragedy that the old man in the village I met in Honggang Village thirty years ago mentioned that he had to talk about, a large-scale plague that almost destroyed Honggang Village.

Watching Wang Cripple's back gradually disappear into the dense Nanshan Ridge, my mood couldn't help but be a little complicated. Although it was just a dream, I couldn't help but feel sympathy for Hu Dabao and his daughter as I watched Hu Dabao's father and daughter survive under the weight of life.

At this time, I also recalled what Miss Zihui said to me.

"In this world, tragic things happen all the time, just get used to it."

As she said, tragic things like this happen all the time, and there is no other way but habit. When I returned to Hu Dabao's house, Hu Hui's corpse was still lying there with empty eyes, watching the little life that was still fresh in the morning leave like this, I felt mixed feelings in my heart, and even a little afraid that Hu Dabao would come back, I don't know what kind of reaction Hu Dabao would have when he came back from hard work and saw his sensible and well-behaved daughter become like this.

The sky was getting dark, and when the night fell again, the door creaked and opened softly, and it was Hu Dabao's familiar short and fat figure. Today, he still looks very tired, carrying a blue cloth bag on his back, which is estimated to contain clothes to be washed at night.

However, today his eyes looked a little puzzled. First of all, the door was open, and secondly, his daughter did not come out to greet him at the first time.

Seeing Hu Dabao walking towards the room with a curious expression, I let out a soft sigh and shook my head.

When Hu Dabao entered the room, I saw that his body froze for a moment, as if he had been petrified by a curse, and remained motionless. After a while, his body began to tremble again, like crying, like moaning, and the trembling cry squeezed out of his throat, and I couldn't bear to look at it anymore.

"Ah, girl......? Girl? Xiaohui? What's wrong with you, what's wrong......"

I hesitated for a long time, but as soon as I gritted my teeth and followed into the room, I saw Hu Dabao's eyes staring blankly, tears falling uncontrollably, chapped lips pale and bloodless, trembling like pieces of paper in the wind, and the big hands full of thick calluses because of long-term hard work, wanted to touch his daughter's face, but he didn't dare to touch it.

"Xiaohui...... Xiaohui ...... My little Hui——!!! ”

That night, Hu Dabao went crazy and searched all over Honggang Village with a kitchen knife to find out the scum who raped and killed his young daughter, everyone was frightened when they thought Hu Dabao at first, although Hu Dabao was a child of the landlord's family, but he was kind and very honest, and the villagers had a good impression of him.

The village chief at that time immediately found Hu Dabao after hearing that Hu Dabao was looking for someone to cut everywhere with a kitchen knife, and he also inquired together after understanding the reason of the matter, and finally the paper could not contain the fire, according to the information provided by several eyewitnesses, Wang Cripple was drunk and went to Hu Dabao's house that day.

And when Hu Dabao rushed to Wang Cripple's house like crazy regardless of everyone's obstruction, where was there still anyone in the house, there was only some garbage in the kennel-like house, and there was no half a figure at all.

After Wang lame raped and killed Hu Dabao's daughter, the whole village knew about it, and everyone sympathized with Hu Dabao very much, thinking of helping him bury his daughter well, but Hu Dabao refused, he locked the door directly, did not let anyone in at all, and did not want to meet anyone.

I saw him holding his daughter in one hand, holding a photo of a family of three in the other, silently shedding tears every day and night, I have been watching Hu Dabao in the house day by day and haggard, and at the same time, I also saw the little girl standing next to Hu Dabao, wiping her tears with him.

Hu Dabao didn't know that people don't leave directly when they die, but become souls - especially murdered people like Hu Hui. Hu Hui knew that she was dead, watching her father hugging herself, holding the photo and crying day by day, the short and round body was also slimming down at a speed visible to the naked eye, Hu Hui also cried sadly, crying silently.

However, perhaps the simple and kind Hu Hui did not resent Wang Cripple, she was just a simple distressed father, but I saw that around her, the purple qi that was so thick that it was flushed was gathering wildly, and it was constantly pouring into her petite and thin body. I was also directly stunned when I saw this scene, and I left it alone according to this trend, putting aside Hu Hui's own wishes, it was only a matter of time before she became a terrible ghost.

On the day of the first seven, most of the corpse of the girl in Hu Dabao's hands had decomposed, and the clothes on her body were also soaked with corpse water, and the ground was covered with yellow, yellow, green and green viscous liquid, and the white and fat maggots were squirming all over the ground. But Hu Dabao seems to have completely collapsed, and he doesn't care about these at all.

In the past week, Hu Dabao has almost lost a drop of water, he has lost a lot of weight, his eye sockets are deeply sunken, and a blue-black dead air has also appeared on his seal.

But at this moment, I am worried that it is not Hu Dabao, but Hu Hui, who has been standing by his side all the time, and the color of his soul is becoming darker and darker. These days, Hu Hui has not gone anywhere, and has always been by her father's side. And I also saw the changes that happened to Hu Hui with my own eyes.

At the beginning, Hu Hui was just crying sadly, but more and more evil qi gathered on her body, she gradually stopped talking, her small body floated in the air, the rich and reddened evil qi was wrapped around her like countless poisonous snakes, her black hair was counted down, and the cracked skin on her face revealed a blue-black light.

Hu Hui's face was cold, the temperature around him was also terrifyingly low, and there was a strange purple light circulating in his blood-red eyes. I watched Hu Hui undergo this change, and I actually predicted it in my heart, but the doubts in my heart were deeper. If Hu Hui died at such a young age, then who is the young girl in the coffin?

On the night of Hu Hui's first seventh, Hu Dabao's physical strength seemed to be completely unable to support it in the middle of the night, and he fell weakly on the kang full of corpse water. The signs of life were very weak, however, Hu Hui had no way to save his father.

Hu Dabao's fall seemed to have become an opportunity, even if he had turned into a terrible ghost, Hu Hui, who was still worried that his father was staying by his side with his obsession, let out a terrible scream, and directly turned into a purple-black whirlwind and disappeared into the house.

I had a bad premonition in my heart, and hurriedly followed out of the house, but the night outside was silent, and Hu Hui couldn't be found at all. My heart is also a little messy, very unpleasant, Hu Dabao's father and daughter experience makes me very sympathetic, but not being able to save me makes me feel a little guilty.

However, I originally came outside just to let myself breathe a sigh of relief and relax, but the conversation of the villagers who came over from the opposite side made me freeze in place as if I had been struck by lightning.