Five or six young men swarmed up.

Two fists are hard to beat four hands, of course I can't beat them.

So, I grabbed one of them by the wrist and bit his arm hard.

He wailed loudly: "Let go! Let go! ”

I turned a deaf ear and grew stronger.

The rest of the people didn't care about beating me, and tried to pull me away.

I glared at them fiercely, not letting go.

As soon as they pulled me, the man hurt even more.

"Don't! Don't fucking drag him! It hurts to death! Brother, if you have something to say, you let go of me first, we don't look good at people's doorsteps...... Ah————!h ”

Before he could finish speaking, I bit off a piece of flesh from his arm.

Dirty blood flowed down the corners of my mouth.

I took a bite of "bah" and spit the meat on his face, and my voice was hoarse: "Give it back to you!" ”

They looked at each other and fell silent for a moment.

No one dared to stop me anymore.

My face was painted, my clothes were in shambles, and my legs were beaten and I couldn't walk.

But I walked firmly, step by step, to the mourning hall of Baihuahua.

There were two bouquets of yellow chrysanthemums at the door of the mourning hall, and I pushed them casually, picked up one of them and rushed in.

Gong Yiyu's father was furious, pointed at my nose and scolded, "You, what are you going to do?!" If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have died! How dare you come! ”

Anger rushed to the top of my head, and I shouted, "Gong Yiyan is not dead!" She's alive! How dare you give her a funeral?! ”

Gong Yiyu's mother stood up, her face full of resentment: "She is a seed that came out of my belly, can I not know if she is dead or not?" You're so excited, don't you sleep with her......"

I couldn't take it anymore, so I raised the bouquet in my hand and smashed it hard.

It's okay for others to talk about it, but even her mother is like this!

I can't tolerate them slandering Gong like this!

The bouquet smashed in front of Gong Yiyu's parents, and the yellow petals were scattered all over the ground, no longer beautiful.

The posthumous photo of Gong Yiyu is placed in the center of the mourning hall.

In the photo, she is only five years old, and it can be clearly seen that she was taken from a family photo.

After so many years, she didn't even have a serious photo!

I rushed forward, smashed the picture frame with my bare hands, carefully picked up the picture inside, wiped the blood from it with my clothes, and put it in my arms, which was my most precious treasure.

Gong Yiyu's father and mother cursed me loudly, saying that I had killed my parents, caused peace in the village, and killed Gong Yiyu.

But they only dared to stand still and curse, and did not dare to stop me.

There have long been rumors in the village that the evil in me has not been removed.

They are all afraid of being contaminated.

After I hugged the photo, I was shocked to find that there was a coffin in front of me!

The worst quality wood, with a pitted surface, visible sawdust beating in the air.

My hands shook and my brain was buzzing.

I pushed open the lid of the coffin with trembling hands, and the lid of the coffin fell to the ground with a muffled sound, making the entire mourning hall extremely depressed.

I looked down and saw a low-quality paper figure with a red face and blood-red eyes, lying motionless in the coffin.

Really! Really!

Just paper figures! It's not a palace!

She's not dead!

I burst out laughing, and then I slipped the paper figure out of the coffin and tore it to pieces two or three times.

The paper man's face turned into several pieces and fell to the ground, light and weightless.

Several women standing in front, holding black and white posthumous photos in their hands, all changed their faces and turned their heads to question Gong Yiyu's parents.

"Didn't you say that you found Gong Yiyu's body, so you asked me to match the yin kiss? This is the corpse? What the hell are you fooling around?! ”

"You are deceiving the media, and you will be punished!"

"Yes, it's clear that your daughter hasn't been found, so you go around saying that people are dead, and you guys are too ruthless!"

“……”

Gong Yiyu's parents were speechless and apologized one after another.

They looked at me with resentment.

I know what they resent.

Resentment that I ruined this ridiculous funeral, resentment that I exposed their conspiracy, resentment that I made the two thousand dollars in their hands fly, and resentment that my desire to let them have a son was dashed.

But I don't regret it.

For the sake of Gong, I don't even want my life.

Anyway, in this world, I don't have any nostalgia except for her.

I went home, holding a picture of Gong Yiyu, and stared blankly at the roof.

I was exhausted, physically, mentally, I couldn't even move a finger.

The wounds on my body ached.

Slowly, I fell asleep.

I dreamed that when I was a child, a family of three was picking corn at the door.

The wind that day was strange, one after another, non-stop, as if shouting: "Death la-la-la-"

The father was also strange that day, he kept his head down in silence and hid his head in the shadows.

I called him, and he looked up, revealing hairy cheeks, white hair, and straight eyes.

My father actually had a sheep's head!

He opened his mouth, his eyes were wet, and he said laboriously: "Go find the half-immortal!" ”

As soon as his father finished speaking, a red-clothed ghost jumped over with one leg and grabbed him by the neck, laughing 'hehe'.

The ghost in red said, "Eat sheep today!" ”

"No!" I screamed hoarsely and woke up.

When he opened his eyes, he was staring at a pair of resentful eyes.

The malice in these eyes can wring out water, and it is even more vicious than when Wong Tai Sin looked at me.

I realized it wasn't good and rolled to the left.

A glittering kitchen knife grazed my back and fell, nearly cutting me in half.

I sat up neatly and turned on the light.

It's actually the mother of Gong Yiyu!

She brandished her kitchen knife and slashed at me again.

"I blame you! You killed my child! I would have had a boy! I blame you! I blame you! ”

I grabbed her wrist and twisted it backhand.

"Ah————!h She screamed.

I snatched the kitchen knife from her hand and pulled her wrist and walked out into the yard.

She looked at me resentfully, cursing frantically.

"There is a little animal and donkey that the mother has to raise without a mother, and you deserve to die all your father and mother, and the whole family is dead! It's a shame that it's gone, otherwise I'll really be haunted by evil with you, and I won't live for half a month! Bah! Let the old lady go......"

I slammed her to the ground, pressed my sharp kitchen knife against her major artery, and looked at her coldly.

There was a hint of panic in her eyes, and her voice became sharper: "You dare to kill me?" Murder will pay for life! Aren't you afraid to go underground and see a word and tell her that you killed her own mother? ”

Hehe, she now knows that she is her own mother!

I looked at her with a blank face, my eyes were straight at her, and I said slowly, "If I push a little harder now, my neck will be cut by me." This place is called the main artery, and if it is broken, a lot of blood will come out, a lot, and it can't stop that.

Have you ever seen a chicken killed? When blood is taken, it is to cut the place.

Have you ever seen a pig killed? Cut down the neck, the knife wanders between the bones, and quickly separates the flesh and bones.

I have seen others kill pigs a lot, and as long as their hands do not tremble, pigs will not suffer too much.

You are a mother, of course I don't want you to suffer. ”

"You, you ......" The resentment in her eyes instantly turned into fear, she turned her head to look at the door in panic, and shouted loudly: "Help! Zhao Rui is going to kill someone! ”

I sneered, the knife in my hand was two points harder, and I said in a deep voice, "I advise you not to move." If I'm in a bad mood and my hands are shaking, I can't control it. ”