Chapter 266 Fool

The fool was beaten.

But he did not know anger, nor did he know anger.

She didn't seem to understand the viciousness of the people around her.

He had a silly smile on his face and a drooling mouth.

However, it seemed to be a natural instinct of human nature, the fool had been trying to protect her stomach. Even if she was beaten to pieces, her arms were all black and blue, she had been trying to protect her stomach.

The fool walked through the dirty streets and the people who were chasing her began to disperse when he was tired.

Only the fool's face, still with a silly smile, seemed to have been accustomed to everything in front of him.

Being chased and beaten by the townspeople every day seemed to have become her daily routine.

After escaping the pursuit of the townspeople, the fool began to rummage around the streets and alleys, looking for rubbish and all the food he could eat.

Vegetable leaves, bones, meat foam on the ground, candied haw nuts that children spit out...

He even found half a piece of stinky steamed bread from the stinky, sewage overflowing garbage...

She was willing to eat swill that even wild dogs wouldn't eat.

She searched for food in the town, looking for anything she could eat. She was lying by the swill bucket at the entrance of the restaurant, one hand protecting her big belly, and the other hand scooping up the swill in her mouth.

The fool went into town early in the morning to look for food, all the way to the afternoon... Fang Zheng had been quietly following him all the way.

His eyes were a little complicated.

For some reason, he had the illusion that the fool was not looking for food for himself, but feeding the child in his stomach.

"A resentful spirit in the underworld?"

Fang Zheng's eyes were pensive. He followed the fool, walking and stopping, watching him rummaging through the garbage for food.

When they reached a street, several children were chasing and playing.

The fool giggled and stood still, hiding in an empty alley and looking at the children.

Suddenly, a little girl fell to the ground, grazed her hands and feet, and cried in pain. The other children ran away in fear.

The fool came out.

The corners of her mouth drooled, and she had a silly smile on her face. She squatted down and rubbed the little girl's bruised knee, as if comforting the little girl, then reached out to help her up.

In this scene, the little girl was just heard crying, and the neighbors and the little girl's mother who rushed over saw it, and the people around them were angry.

"You rotten, crazy woman. You're pregnant with a little bastard. Now you're pushing my daughter down and trying to harm her. I'll fight you!"

The little girl's mother, indiscriminate, came up and began to beat the fool.

The other neighbors who rushed over also shouted, "Idiots hit people!"

"A fool has come to steal a child!"

"A fool went into town and stole a child from another family. Beat her to death. Beat this unlucky woman to death!"

Everyone began to chase after the fool. The big belly of the fool was pushed to the ground and broke his hand. But no one in this world would pity and pity the fool. It seemed that bullying the fool was the right thing to do.

Because she was the unlucky woman in everyone's mouth.

Some people kicked the fool on the ground with their big feet, and some people beat the fool with a pole. The old quilt and clothes wrapped in broken steps on the fool's body were torn off the ground.

"Abort the child in a fool's stomach!"

"This dirty woman is not worthy of children!"

"Yes, yes, abort her child! Let her steal someone else's child again! The mother is a crazy woman, and the little bastard must be unlucky!"

The people around the fool, the pole, the fist and the foot, began to fall on the fool's stomach.

The fool seemed to know what was going to happen. There was saliva dripping from her mouth and a silly smile from a three-year-old or four-year-old child on her face. But tears fell from her eyes and the fool was crying.

She was so frightened that she shivered and even tried to hide in the corner. She bent over, her hands tightly protecting her stomach, her back withstanding the heavy blows from the outside world, her arms were broken, and her legs were covered in blood. She laughed and cried, and the punches, feet, shoulder poles and bamboo sticks on her back rained down.

The fool still seemed to be mute, she would not cry out in pain, but her tears seemed to be the saddest silent pleading.

But no one in this world would ever pity or sympathize with a roadside fool.

The fool rushed out of the crowd, his legs bleeding, his hands covering his belly, and began to stumble and run, limping out of the town.

When the fool finally escaped the townspeople's pursuit, she did not manage the bleeding legs and arms, holding her stomach in both hands, tears stopped, and her face was still smiling foolishly.

Fang Zheng followed the fool through the alleys and out of the town.

At this moment, several starving passers-by brushed past him. These people did not notice Fang Zheng's existence, but continued to discuss as they walked.

"Have you heard that the mayor, who has never had children, intends to adopt a pair of boys and girls as his adopted children?"

"The mayor is the richest man here. I heard that there are two granaries and a mountain of refined flour at home! In this war-torn world, if I could eat and wear well, I would be willing to lose twenty years of my life."

"You think everyone will be so lucky. The mayor hired a feng shui master. The feng shui master said that the baby born two days later would be adopted by the mayor as a righteous son and daughter, which would help the mayor to become an official."

Hearing the discussion of passers-by, Fang Zheng looked at the fool who was walking in front with a big belly, and his eyes were once again filled with thoughts.

Along the way, he did not speak, but silently looked at the memory of the wrathful spirit of the underworld.

The fool lived outside the town in a small village that had been abandoned for a long time because of the war and the village ran away.

Boom!

Outside, lightning flashed and thunder roared, and a storm was about to hit the city. Click, bang, another bolt of lightning fell, instantly illuminating the world.

In the room, the fool was holding his stomach in both hands, and his face was pained. She seemed to be about to give birth...

It seemed to be the experience of the day, moving the fetal qi and showing signs of premature birth in the baby.

There were still lightning and thunder outside, as if it was a sign of something, a sign of the great pain the fool was suffering at this moment.

However, an hour...

Two hours...

There was a look of surprise and astonishment on the face of fang. The fool was...

The fool who had disappeared from the town for two days, with a big belly and a silly smile on her face, appeared in the town again, but today, her face was very pale, very pale.

Between his legs, some transparent liquid dripped, and the amniotic fluid broke.

She staggered along with difficulty, every step of her way, her drooling smirk and pained expression.

"Here comes the fool again!"

"This shameless madwoman has come into our town again!"

"Kill her! Kill this unlucky woman!"

The townspeople continued to chase and beat the fool, as if bullying the fool was the only day they could vent.

Looking at the pregnant fool, Fang Zheng's eyes were complicated.

"Look, the fool has gone to the mayor's house!"

"How is that possible? A crazy fool every day. What does she want to do at the mayor's house... Could it be..."

"She's a fool. You really think a fool is so smart. It should be a coincidence. If I were to say it, both a rotten fool and a little bastard should be drowned in a pig cage."

At the end of the day,

From nine to eleven.

With a cry, Fang Zheng was shocked. He saw that when the fool looked at the baby between his legs, there was a pair of eyes that could not hide his mother's love and restore his clarity... It turns out that a fool is not stupid at all.

In this era,

A fool knows better than anyone else how a helpless woman can survive in a time of war.

The clarity in the fool's eyes was only a blink of an eye, and she returned to her usual silly smile, drooling in her mouth.

Fang Zheng's face grew solemn.

At this moment, the mayor's door, which had been closed, opened.

"Bring the child in."

"As for this crazy, crazy woman... The mayor said that she was an unlucky woman. If you throw her into the river, the child doesn't need a stupid mother."

The fool did not struggle.

She allowed the victim to raise her hands and feet like a pig.

She had a silly smile on her face, as if she did not know her fate.

Only Fang Zheng, the more he looked, the more he felt his chest stuffed up...

Fang Zheng followed the mayor's servants all the way to a swift river, and along the way, the fool kept smiling.

In the eyes of others, she was still that crazy woman.

At this moment, Fang Zheng frowned.

Because he was thinking of one thing, since the fool had given birth to a child, the child had been brought into the mayor's house, the fool's wish had been fulfilled.

And now the fool, it is more like he is finally free, not even afraid of death. The fool at the moment, calm and without resentment.

So, what kind of experience would it take for a person who was not afraid of death to become an evil spirit with endless resentment?

"What kind of resentment is it..." The muscles on Fang Zheng's arm tightened, and his five fingers gripped the hilt of the knife. He was more like a cheetah ready to pounce on him as soon as he was startled.

He had a hunch.

The shock should be coming soon.

It should be before the fool was thrown into the river.

"Oh, what a sin."

"Fool, if you say you are stupid or not, you will believe the mayor's words. You are also a poor person. Before you die, I will let you die to understand. I hope you will reincarnate in your next life, and never be a fool again."

"It's true that the mayor takes in boys and girls, but that's not to be raised as a foster son or a foster daughter. The mayor wants to make a pair of boys and girls for his father to accompany him to the grave."

"You are such a fool. How can a mother kill her own child? Don't be a fool in the next life..."

Fang Zheng's breathing stopped when he heard the sound of the approaching voice.

In the end, the fool was thrown into the river.

But the next second, the original torrential river water turned into a raging wave of blood, representing the resentment towards heaven.

"Do you hate the ignorance and ignorance of this era?"

"Or are you hating yourself?"

"Fool, I know you're not stupid at all. Come on, let me give you a good time and help you out of this century-old pain!"

Fang Zheng said in a low voice, holding a Ghost head knife and facing the raging river of blood.

The Jiuyang Shengang and the Jiuyang Shengang inside began to operate at full capacity.

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