Chapter 52: The Child Under the Stairwell

"How?" Xiong He asked.

"Look at these paintings together. The ballad sung on the first page can be corresponded to the scenes drawn on the following pages. Each of those circles is what we're looking for, and the last page means that we've found it. You can communicate with the other world, and then you can get me back. Li Shang said.

Xiong He also thought of this, she rewinded the timeline back to the present, and said, "Where to start." ”

"I suggest we start with the first scenario." Li Shang said: "That staircase, I guess, it should be a corpse. ”

"I want to kill you." Xiong He gritted his teeth and said, when he thought that he would have to dig the soil and drag a corpse later, he hated Li Shang's itchy teeth.

"Don't worry, I think I'll have to find these things too." Li Shang hurriedly said: "The last painting is that both people are holding those things, so it means that I have to get those things together here." ”

"Then you don't want to go quickly. I'll find that thing and call you again. Then Xiong He hung up the phone, Li Shang still wanted to say something, but it was too late.

"Look for it, where can I find it? I don't know who that kid is. Li Shang looked at the paintings, and gradually he had a bold plan.

Xiong He in another world has come to the stairwell where Li Shang disappeared.

"That's what the painting should refer to." Xiong He scratched his head, the white light in his hand was bright, and the stones on the stairs turned into powder in an instant, revealing the black soil underground. Then Xiong He began to dig up the soil hard, and sure enough, digging and digging, a human hand was exposed. Too much time had passed, and the hand had turned to bones, and from the size of the hand, it was the corpse of a child.

Xiong He has seen too many terrifying things since he came to the alliance, and this level of horror has made Xiong He's heart unable to make waves. She followed the hand, little by little, to clear the surrounding dirt, and the child's body was already exposed.

Just as Xiong He was about to carry the body up, she saw a pair of feet, which were a pair of children's feet, without shoes. Xiong He slowly raised his head, and the child who had just disappeared appeared in front of Xiong He.

In this world, Xiong He fights with ghosts; In another world, Li Shangzheng is fighting wits and courage with the living.

How easy is it to dig up schools in broad daylight? Li Shang poked his head out of the teaching building, looking at the classmates and parents who went up and down the stairwell, Li Shang knew that he would definitely be beaten up if he dug directly, so how could he not make others suspicious? If only I could wear a repairman's clothes. It's easy to say, but where to find it?

Li Shangzheng was thinking that if a repairman appeared in front of him, knocked him unconscious, and put on his clothes, this matter would be easy to do.

I didn't know that there was a repairman passing by. The repairman walked to a road behind the school building, put down his tools and prepared for work. Li Shang stared at him with a strange smile.

Ten minutes later, Li Shang had already changed into the clothes of a worker, and the repairman was knocked unconscious by him and locked up in an empty classroom in the teaching building. He took the repairman's clothes, walked to the stairwell, and placed a street sign that said 'Under repair'. Then he raised a hammer to smash the cement stone on the stairs, picked up a shovel and dug down, although the surrounding students and parents were puzzled, but they didn't think much about it, just thought that Li Shang was the master invited by the school to decorate.

After a while, Li Shang dug a big hole that was quite deep, but he didn't see anything. Just when Li Shang wondered if he was thinking wrong, a rather modern notebook was revealed. Li Shangzheng wanted to see what was written inside, but suddenly heard someone shouting: "It's him, knocked me unconscious and stole my clothes." Li Shang turned his head to look, it was the repairman, followed by more than a dozen security guards and teachers, and a group of people rushed towards him with forks, sticks and other things.

Li Shang suddenly said in his heart: "It's over." Then he ran away, and the old man behind him, who originally looked like he was a pensioner at school, suddenly became extremely brave, and chased Li Shang, who was born as a mercenary, half to death. Fortunately, the school gate is in front of him, Li Shang's skills have not fallen over the years, one got up and climbed over the electronic guardrail at the school gate, and the old man behind him stood at the door, staring at Li Shang who was gradually moving away, and sighed: "If this is when I was young, how could I let him run away." ”

Li Shang took off the repairman's clothes one by one and threw them on the road as he ran, revealing the clothes he was wearing. Seeing that the school people did not chase after him, Li Shang squatted on both sides of the road, took out a glass of orange juice from his belt, and looked at the diary in his hand while drinking.

The diary should be a diary of a little boy, and the original style of painting was quite normal, recording his life with his mother.

The boy's father died very early and lived with his mother, but fortunately, his mother loved him very much, so he lived happily. The previous content was all the same, and the more Li Shang looked at it, the more impatient he became, and he turned back vigorously.

But soon, Li Shang's face changed. The little boy wrote, "I don't know what day my mother didn't love me anymore, she only knew work, and I especially wanted to get my mother's attention." I studied harder and harder day by day, just to get praise from my mother, but I didn't expect my mother to look at me as before.

Mom is a cram school teacher, and the neighborhood kids are her students. They are happy every day, why, shouldn't I be the one who is happy?

I want to be happy forever, so I devised a plan.

Below is a picture of a child standing by a dry well and another child standing behind him and pushing him.