The tired little eyes struggled weakly in Zhao Rui's palm, as if calling for his mother's warmth.

Zhao Rui's mind went blank, and the sound of his heartbeat echoed in his ears, as if it was a heavy hammer, destroying his sanity.

His hands trembled, and the body temperature of the human-faced sheep passed through his palm, cold and unfamiliar.

Inside the sheepfold, the sun is obliquely shining, the light and shadow are dappled, and it is full of dust and blood.

The black goat fell to the ground in pain, its eyes full of despair, and the little life that had been stripped alive was also struggling sadly.

Gong Yiyu stood quietly beside her, the corners of her mouth curled slightly, and the cold smile seemed to mock Zhao Rui's ignorance and stupidity.

Her eyes were bright and cold, like a fairy far away from the world, arrogant and indifferent.

Zhao Rui looked at Gong Yiyu suspiciously, his eyes were full of pain and puzzlement: "This ...... What is it? ”

Gong Yiyu chuckled lightly and said indifferently: "This is your work, Zhao Rui." ”

Zhao Rui's heart froze instantly, and the human-faced sheep in his hand struggled weakly, as if to tell him: You are my father.

Zhao Rui's face turned pale instantly, and the blood-stained dagger in his hand fell to the ground, making a desolate sound.

He looked at the human-faced sheep, and his heart was full of fear and remorse.

He couldn't accept this reality, that he had delivered such a horrible creature.

The one who can't accept this reality is me.

The strange old man was lying on his stomach in a strange position on the treetops, and from time to time he let out strange laughter.

The strange old man muttered, but I didn't pay attention to him.

I just stared blankly at what was happening.

I saw a sheep with a human face! That sheep's face looks exactly like mine!

I delivered the sheep!!

My breath was short, panic filled my body, my tentacles were constricted, and the strange old man was strangled by me.

No wonder the black goat refused to let me go, I actually did such a thing before I was ten years old, forcibly delivered a black goat that had not yet been produced, and the delivery was still a freak!!

Inside the sheepfold, the sunlight sprinkled on Zhao Rui's face through the cracks in the fence, and his eyes were very strange.

The female black goat's eyes were also very strange, and its eyes stared at Zhao Rui through its thick hair, as if it was observing, as if mocking.

"What the hell is going on?!!! Zhao Rui shouted loudly.

Gong Yiyu stretched out his hand and touched the freak's nose, not disgusted at all that it was covered in blood.

"I guess you can go home and ask your dad if he knows anything."

Gong's words made Zhao Rui and I tremble at the same time.

Zhao Rui hugged the blood-stained human-faced sheep, wrapped it in a coat, and ran home without looking back.

When Zhao Rui returned home, his father was sitting on a shabby wooden chair with his sleeves rolled up, holding a worn-out book in his hand, his brows furrowed, and his face distressed.

When Zhao Rui pushed open the door and walked in, his father raised his head, his eyes full of surprise and doubt: "Zhao Rui, you ......"

Zhao Rui's eyes were full of anger and doubt, he threw the freak in his hand to the ground, and the floor was instantly wet with blood.

Zhao Rui's father looked at the human-faced sheep, the expression on his face changed instantly, his hands trembled, and his face turned pale: "This ...... It's ......"

Zhao Rui's eyes widened, his heart was full of doubts and fears, and he asked loudly, "What is this?" Do you know? ”

His father shook his head, his eyes full of fear: "I...... I don't know, but ......"

Zhao Rui's heart was full of anxiety, and he kept urging his father: "But what? Say it. ”

His father took a deep breath and tried to calm his voice: "It's genetic, your grandfather...... He also once delivered a human-faced sheep. ”

Zhao Rui's heart sank into the ice cave all of a sudden, his face instantly turned pale, and he was still holding the bloodstained dagger in his hand, and the cold feeling seemed to warn him that everything was true.

"I thought this curse was broken, I didn't tell you, I wanted you to live a normal life."

Zhao Rui's heart was full of anger, and he yelled at his father: "Normal life? Do you think I can live a normal life now? ”

The father looked at him, and a little cruelty flashed in his eyes: "The birth of a human-faced sheep represents ominous, Ari, we have to deal with this thing first!" ”

"How?"

The father's expression was drowned in darkness, and it was particularly eerie: "Bring an axe." ”

Zhao Rui picked up the axe.

The feeling of the handle of the axe in his hand did not change, and the heavy feeling was transmitted to the bottom of Zhao Rui's heart.

He turned the axe, and the rusty iron gas carried an indescribable antiquity and simplicity, and the deep traces seemed to make people see the baptism of time.

Those deep and shallow scratches are like the traces of time on it, and those indelible stains record the history of this axe.

Axe, this is his childhood friend, once they chopped wood together in the back mountain, and spent spring, summer, autumn and winter together.

And now, this axe is going to be used to end a life.

The freaks at their feet, the human faces permeated with a strangeness that transcended the norm.

Beneath its thin skeleton, its skin was tense, and it screamed quietly, and its voice was like a baby's cry, making people feel an unspeakable fear.

Especially those eyes, bright and clear, as if they could see through people's hearts, and the helplessness and survival revealed in those eyes stared straight at Zhao Rui, making him feel frightened.

He knew that it was the life he had delivered.

And now, he wants to end its life with his own hands.

He looked at the freak, its powerless struggle on the ground, its miserable cry, as if it were an indictment of the injustice of the world.

The more it sounds like a baby, the more frightening it becomes. It was like hearing a baby's cry in the dark, and that fear came from the depths of my heart.

Suddenly, the freak's screaming stopped, and it looked at Zhao Rui with those bright eyes, which revealed an extreme despair.

It was as if it knew its fate, that it could not escape it.

Zhao Rui's heart froze in an instant, he couldn't move, he could only look at the freak quietly.

The freak looked at him quietly, and there was an endless plea in his eyes.

It seemed to be begging him, begging him to be able to spare himself so that he could live.

Zhao Rui's heart was torn open in an instant, he held the axe tightly in his hand, and the cold iron qi penetrated straight to the bottom of his heart.