Liang's mother had a hideous face, opened her mouth to reveal a mouth full of black teeth, roared and scared Lao Wu's legs, and sat back on the stool directly, but her body fell to the ground on her back. At the moment when he fell and hit the ground, the pain made Lao Wu suddenly react again, and rolled around behind him with his strength, and then got up from the ground with a quick start, and grabbed the stool that fell down with him, afraid that Liang's mother would rush over and be unfavorable to him. But when Lao Wu was half-squatting on the ground and holding the stool in front of his chest for defense, when he raised his eyes, he found that this Liang's mother was actually gone, and when he fell to the ground and got up again, the old lady was gone.

The house was dark and depressing, and there was a musty smell that was not ventilated all year round, especially after Lao Wu fell to the ground, which made the room full of thick dust on the ground. Lao Wu raised his hand to fan away the dust in front of him, looked around him, and found that there was an empty bowl on the stove where Liang's mother was standing just now, and then looked at the door curtain in the room on the side was still a little shaking, it seemed that Liang's mother had gone into the house.

Lao Wu gently put down the stool, walked around the door of the inner room to the stove, and shouted in a low voice: "Mother Liang? Liang's mother? What's wrong with you? Did you go to the house? While shouting to Lao Wu into the house, he grabbed the bowl on the stove and looked at it in front of him, this bowl was very dirty, I don't know what black things were stained outside, and there was a gap like broken teeth, it looked like it had been used for a long time, and the key was that it hadn't been brushed for a long time. Realizing that Liang's mother actually took this dirty bowl to serve soup to herself just now, she suddenly became disgusted, and she was about to throw the bowl out, but she quickly grabbed it with her backhand, tilted her head and looked inside through the gap in the door curtain, this old lady was not a threat to him, but he was afraid that the thing that made a movement just now in this room was like chewing a bone in his mouth, so don't make a scary thing in case something scary. Old Wu Kebao can't guarantee that he can run.

There was no one in the room, Lao Wu glanced at the half-open door behind him, gently put the dirty bowl on the stove, did not touch the movement, and then withdrew upside down. But when he saw the cauldron that was still steaming, Lao Wu frowned. Originally, he could exit the house in two more steps, but Lao Wu especially wanted to know what was stewed in the pot, and this person unconsciously stopped, looked down at the hearth that spewed sparks, Lao Wu gritted his teeth and walked back to the stove, reached out and opened the lid that covered half of the cauldron.

As a stream of hot air came out of the pot, Lao Wu narrowed his eyes and went back to dodge, but before the steam could dissipate, Lao Wu's face was hot. But my heart shivered coldly, for there seemed to be something unusual in the soup cooked in this cauldron, not meat but a few whole bone sticks. Lao Wu, the most they have seen in the grave is the dead man in the grave, in fact, it is not well preserved underground, it will not take much time for the dead man's skin and flesh to rot, and there are only bones and sticks in the clothes that are still connected to the flesh, and they are not strange, they directly go empty-handed to pick up the dead man's bones in the grave, and they don't feel dirty when they go home and wash their hands. But there is still a difference between human bones and animal bones. Because the joints of human bones are relatively small, not as thick as the bones of pigs, cattle and sheep. At this time, the bone sticks boiled in the pot are slender and straight, and the length looks like the leg bones of a child.

While Lao Wu confirmed that the pot was indeed cooking children's meat, he hurriedly raised his hand to cover his mouth, closed his eyes and turned his head, and the hand holding the lid of the pot was still trembling. He never expected that this usually amiable old lady would actually stew children's meat at home. Lao Wu's mood at this time was both frightened and angry. Forcefully buckled the lid of the pot on the iron pot, gritted his teeth and stared at the still slightly fluttering door curtain and shouted in a low voice: "Mother Liang, is it the child you arrested in the county on July 25?" You actually stewed the child and ate it? You, why are you" was still a little angry roar, but the more he spoke, the more he lost his confidence, and the sense of fear that peace brings. It's much scarier than the real thing that pops up.

At this time, the house finally made some movement, or the value of the sound to hear the click, at this time the sound became fast and impatient, accompanied by the low roar of the animal, listening to the old Wu scalp is a little numb, looking down to see the stool not far away, I want to pick it up again to defend myself, but just take a step out of the back waist felt heavy, then I remembered that I still had that pair of shovels, quickly pulled out the shovel from the back waist, and held it tightly one by one. Lao Wu slowly walked to the side of the stool lying on the ground, hooked his legs with his toes, kicked the stool into the inner room with a force, and hit the door curtain for a moment, revealing his small green eyes from behind.

Just when Lao Wu was stunned, the stool flew into the inner room and slammed against the wall, and the door curtain also fell, once again covering the inner room. But from Lao Wu's angle, he could clearly see that there was a child lying on the kang, and there were several black-haired rats around the child, and they actually gnawed on the child again.

Lao Wu's face was stiff, he didn't expect that there were several black-haired rats in the house, and they were actually eating children leisurely on the kang, could it be that Liang's mother raised them? As a result, Lao Wu Jiang thought of this, and suddenly felt that the hairs on the back of his neck stood up, and years of alertness made him suddenly realize that there was danger behind him, and he had a general reflex to bend down to dodge, but he didn't expect that his old waist was actually sick at this fatal knuckle, and he only felt that his spine was cold, and he suddenly felt that the pain was so bad that he didn't dare to move, so he could only stretch the shovel behind him to resist.

There was a crisp sound of metal colliding, and something sharp slashed towards him, which was blocked by the shovel, but the shovel surface was attached to Lao Wu's body, and this time it was still shocking, and his arms and back hurt at the same time, and his waist was subjected to excessive force, and the cramp-like pain almost didn't make him scream. But Lao Wu couldn't care about his waist until this time, the inertia of being hit made him endure the pain and jump forward a few steps, and then the cat panted for breath, pushing his waist with one hand and holding the shovel in front of him with the other, turning his head to look over, it was Liang's mother standing behind her with a strange smile on her face, she was still carrying something like a knife in her right hand, which was covered with dry and hard bloodstains, just now Liang's mother waved a knife to cut him.

Liang's mother blocked the door, grinning very penetratingly, her body couldn't stop trembling, a pair of small feet moved back and forth as if stepping on stilts, Lao Wu only felt that every step was stepping on his tortured heart, the two looked at each other and didn't say anything, but Lao Wu secretly clenched the shovel. (To be continued......)