"I never knew that someone was so strong that he could crack his finger bones; My son's long fingers, the flesh and blood of being stepped on, were like dumpling wrappers rolled into the mud, stacked haphazardly......

I haven't eaten dumplings since......"

"Gross! - "Luo Yuanyuan even felt that he couldn't even listen to "dumpling skin" now; He covered his mouth with his hand, holding back the urge to spit out.

But when his palm touched his trembling lips, he immediately removed his hand in a panic: what did he do wrong? Why don't you dare to look your hand in the eye?! ——

Luo Yuanyuan wanted to take the fire fold in the mother-in-law's hand, but in his heart he seemed to be desperate to get rid of the existence of his hands in front of this crazy woman, so he could only reduce the sense of presence with his hands as much as possible and shrink them in his sleeves......

"Old woman...... People, the matter has come to this, don't be bothered by the demons, take your son to live a good life! ……”

"Truly, abruptly! ——”

Before Luo Yuanyuan's words were finished, the old woman suddenly let out a strange smile from her chest, like an old tree becoming a spirit.

Luo Yaoyuan's words made her laugh for some reason, laughing so much that she leaned forward and backwards, laughed endlessly, and even sat on the ground with Luo Yaoyuan.

This terrible feeling was like a tree vine climbing up his spine little by little, and then covering his entire back.

The old woman's arms were wide open and trembling, and she was like a strange-shaped locust branch that was blown by a strong wind under the moonlight, and she didn't know where to stretch out......

Wait a minute! ——

Luo's distant pupils constricted for a moment, oh my God, what did he see?!

I saw that on the black shadow cast on the wall, the right hand was spread wide and stretched infinitely;

And the left hand, the one hidden under the clothes, was neatly amputated at the wrist! ——

Luo Yao blinked his eyes, as if he felt that the scene of blood spurting out of his eyes when the hand was amputated appeared in his eyes;

Then the wrist cooled little by little, shriveled up, and tightened, and there was still a little bit of minced meat hanging from the bone in the middle of the wrist...... Later, the arm turned into a dried corpse with the same thickness as the bones of the arm.

Luo Yuanyuan's face was blood-red, and he almost didn't think: "How, how can this be?" ……”

The old woman stood up, holding the fire fold condescendingly.

On a whim, she wanted to reach out her non-existent left hand to fiddle with the core of the fire fold on her right hand, but it always seemed to be a few millimeters off.

It wasn't until I saw that she seemed to touch the open fire with the healed severed hand, which was stained a little black, and the smell of burnt flesh and skin was still unpleasantly said:

"How so? The doctor said that my own hand was shorter than my son's severed hand, so my hand could not be connected to my son's body at all......

Hahaha! How could it be so close? I have carefully studied my son's severed hand, and when I cut my own hand, I used a brush to draw all the places where the knife should have fallen. ——”

Luo Yaoyuan was terrified when he heard it, and he couldn't tell whether it was cold or hot. The continuous cold sweat made him dehydrated terribly, and wearing soaked clothes was more like standing in the cold wind.

His throat soon felt dry and hoarse, and he didn't say a word again for a long time; He tried to pinch his stiff facial muscles, only to find that his face was covered with tears......

"Little cub, you lost a hand, do you still bet?!" The woman's face suddenly became very hideous, and her intact right hand pinched Luo Yuanyuan with a nail that had not been repaired for a long time, for fear that he would escape;

The left hand, which is missing the palm, is also doing the usual gesture that parents use when counting their children: poking their fingers into the child's head.

Luo Yaoyuan didn't react much, and subconsciously said the sentence "Don't gamble......

Then he was poked by the bare left arm, and he didn't dare to move, and let the soft and hard touch poke his temple, like a stick and pestle to pound himself again and again......

"Son, mother is sorry for you! ——" The old woman stared at Luo Yuanyuan fixedly, "Mother is useless!" My mother wants to sew up the severed hand she cut off for you, but she can't finish it with only one hand!

Later, my mother went to the doctor to help you sew, and the doctor said that it was a different person's hand, how could you say that you would change it? I was annoyed by the question, so I simply said, 'I cut it too short, right?'......

It's clearly! - We are mother and son, how can my hands not be used! ”

"Woo woo woo woo ~~~" The old woman's mood was extremely up and down, and she threw herself into Luo Yuanyuan's arms and cried again:

"Son, I'm sorry for you, when you were buried five years ago, you were missing a hand! …… In the next life, don't gamble......"

Didn't he walk into a casino for the first time five years ago? Could it be that there is really some "gambling ghost" soul in his body?! ——

Luo Yaoyuan was as stiff as a dead log, his body was gradually soaked in the rancid smell of the old woman, and fear was like darkness that gripped his heart little by little......

Suddenly, his eyes were straight, he couldn't feel anything, and he fell straight to the ground.

***

"Oops! - "Guan Youjun touched his hand that was almost torn, and grinned his teeth.

At this time, she was being pushed down by Luo Wanyi on the side of the bed where Luo Yuanyuan was staying.

She whispered dissatisfiedly to Luo Wanyi: "I asked if I wanted to add some drugs that made him delirious to deepen the effect, and you decided to add it yourself!" Can I be blamed for this now?! ”

Luo Wanyi snorted coldly: "So what? Your method is invalid, and you must not be left to the disposal of Mrs. Ben? But I see you doing nothing, and you have bad ideas...... In that case, prepare to go to the lake for two days and be in the company of mosquitoes! ……”

After speaking, two servants directly set up Guan Youjun's arms, and dragged her left and right to go out: "Hey, hey, you're real!" At least you wait until he wakes up! ……”

"Mother......" A weak and hoarse voice came from between the beds.

Luo Wanyi held Luo Yuanyuan's hand tightly and knelt on the pedal, and asked, "Brother Yuan'er, how do you feel?" ”

"Mother! ——" Luo Yaoyuan looked at the bright and familiar layout of his room, and couldn't stop sobbing in Luo Wanyi's arms: "Mother, I saw something terrible, I won't gamble anymore, ahhh......hh

In the end, it has turned into a howling cry.

Luo Wanyi shot her eyes at Guan Youjun, but her palm kept patting her beloved son in her arms comfortingly: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid...... This is a good thing, how could Brother Yuan'er be so sad? ……”

This chapter was inspired after listening to "Zhang Zhen's Story-The Legend of the Corridor", and I broke out in a cold sweat when I finished listening to it......