Chapter 12: The Death of Blackie
The black cat stood in front of the girl, still with its fur blown up, its tail raised high, and the eyes that looked at Xiao He were still the same as when they met for the first time.
Xiao He felt strange, he couldn't understand why he cared about the idea of a beast, and even felt that the cat was a person, and he was about to kill himself to avenge the girl's rotten arm just now.
"What did you just do to me?" The girl looked at Xiao He's eyes with a hint of contest and hesitation, "Who are you?" ”
She stared at her arm, the flesh still rotting, but not as severe. The girl's face was a little distorted, beads of sweat the size of beans floated on her forehead, she suddenly smiled, found a short knife out of nowhere, and slashed it down with her own hands shoulder to shoulder.
The blood slashed Xiao He's face, protecting his already scarred face, slimy, and even a little itchy. The girl's blood smelled different from that of ordinary people, diffusing in the air with a strong stench.
"I didn't do anything, I just touched you with my hand." Xiao He's face was dazed, it was just an unintentional move when he was pinched and out of breath, but he didn't expect that the "hand of death" that he had been disgusted by a few days ago would still have such an effect.
"You're talking nonsense." The girl must not believe it, she pulled her sister behind her, copied the action with the short knife that sharpened the iron like clay, and cut off her right hand as well.
Seeing Xiao He, who was panting on the opposite side, felt a pain in her flesh, and then she held up her hand and caught it on her right hand like a spell. Watching her fingers shake flexibly, she wiped the sweat on her forehead, and a smile rose at the corner of her mouth, and then she stared at Xiao He seriously.
"Who the hell are you?" The girl didn't believe his nonsense, "The old man sent it?" ”
"Old man?" Xiao He muttered to himself, thinking that the only old man he had met these days seemed to be the wonton stall owner who had killed his granddaughter.
"What old man, I don't know what you're talking about. Don't come here, come here again and be careful that I'm not kind to you. He grabbed it with his hands behind his back, trying to find some weapons to defend himself, but he didn't think that he had really caught a stick.
Xiao He took a few steps back, thinking in his heart that even if he couldn't do anything to this girl, he could finally deal with a cat, right? Thinking of this, he was Ah Q once, and the confidence in his heart was enough.
"Oh, a dead duck has a hard mouth." The girl glared at him angrily, "I didn't expect it to be really figured out by that bad old man, what he gave you can be used up to three times, I want to see, can you break my four hands?" ”
Outside the window, a light rain drifted again, and the rain hit the fallen leaves, but it completely blocked the sound in the bamboo forest.
A gust of wind blew, blowing the air in the forest into the house, dispersing a fishy smell, but it also made Xiao He's heart cold.
Four hands? Hearing this, Xiao He was a little stunned, it turned out that this girl was really a monster, the black cat was her guardian, and her sister was her spare medicine box.
And himself, there is only one person and one stick, and he only has the share of blood and death.
"The bad old man is not kind, and he actually sent an offspring."
"Hmph, Blackie." The girl greeted, "Since he is not kind, let's give him face." Killed his disciples, made a human being, and made soup for him. Doesn't he like soup the most? Let him drink enough. ”
"Meow!" The black cat wagged its tail at the girl as if it should respond, and then pounced on Xiao He again.
When Xiao He heard her say this, he already knew that he might be involved in a dispute between the girl and someone, so he stopped talking and prepared secretly. This time, when the black cat pounced, he used all his strength to slam the stick into the air.
His strength was slightly greater than ordinary people because Uncle Geng often trained him, and this time the wooden stick was headed towards the black cat, and as soon as he touched the wooden stick, the black cat "meowed" loudly and fell back to the girl's feet. It just closed its eyes slightly, glanced at the girl, and closed its eyes forever.
"Blackie." The girl picked it up, tears rolling in her eyes. She knew that Xiao Hei was dead, and Xiao He had already retreated to the window when she saw that the situation was not good, and while she was looking down at the black cat in her arms, he had already turned out.
"Bad old man, I'm at odds with you." She clenched her fists, her bones "clicked" and rattled, and when she looked up, she happened to see the corner of Xiao He's clothes floating out of the window.
"Your doorman, I'm also determined. He has to give Xiao Hei a funeral, people's soup, I haven't tasted it for a long time. ”
Her eyes were red, and she looked at her sister, who was still standing at the back door and had never stepped into the door. "You are here to guard, if someone comes, there will be no forgiveness."
The tone is no longer the kindness it used to be, it is a blunt command tone, which shows that Xiao Hei's death is really a big blow to her.
Xiao He knew that he seemed to have really broken into a big deal this time, and in Uncle Geng's words: "You are a disaster star, in this life, no matter where you go, you will either harm others or yourself." Living alone in the mountains and mountains is your best home, but what is the difference between that and a monkey, as a relative, I can't deprive you of your rights as a human being. ”
Since he was a child, he has suffered many disasters, in addition to his grandmother who exchanged his life for his life, his mother who died in the fire to save himself, and his father who died on the way home when he was born. The death of a loved one is directly or indirectly related to him.
Uncle Geng said that he was lonely, and the people and things around him couldn't accompany him for long, which he always believed. It's just that what he didn't expect was that this time he was harming himself.
"Stinky boy, you stop for the old lady." The girl's speed was fast, and by the time he heard this, the distance between the two was only two meters.
"Stand on a yarn, if I am caught by you, I will not only have a dead end?" He was also in a hurry, so he grabbed a bamboo leaf in his hand and threw it at her.
Only a "whoop" sound was heard, and this time it was no longer the girl's hand that corroded, but her face. The bamboo leaves covered her face, her face was already corrupted to varying degrees, and a foul smell came from the air again. She was simply covered with bamboo leaves, and she could only see that the bamboo leaves gradually turned from green to red and finally withered, turning into black ashes that burned like fire, Xiao He was frightened enough by this scene.
Just because, he remembered that the hand that threw the bamboo leaf this time was not his left hand.
Could it be that the right hand has now become the "hand of death"? Xiao He only glanced at it, and then continued to run forward. As he ran, he felt more and more that something was wrong, the people behind him did not chase him, and the exit in front of the bamboo forest always seemed to be close at hand, but he just couldn't run to the end.
Xiao He was already tired like a dog, panting, he looked back behind him uneasily, only to see that the girl was also covering her face and glaring at him with her bloody eyes. She didn't move, but shouted into the air.
"Bad old man, get out of here!"
"The old lady knows that you are coming, and I have to settle the account with you!"