Chapter 251

Before closing the wooden door, the instructor looked inside. She saw a ten-year-old girl on the bed, dragging another nine-year-old boy tightly. She dragged the boy to the foot of the bed, then held the boy's head, let him nest in her arms, and then her face became calm and quiet.

After the night, it's day. After the day, it's night.

For five days, the girl didn't eat a mouthful of rice or drink a mouthful of water. She just held the boy's body in her arms until the body was slowly crawling with maggots and smelling. The boy's face was slowly rotting and flies hovered around them.

If the girl accidentally touches the boy too hard, the little finger will even directly poke into the boy's skin, but his skin is not blood, but yellow brown pus.

Until the morning of the sixth day, the instructor came in and dragged the boy's body away.

The girl screamed madly. She was covered with corpse water, but she insisted on catching the boy's corpse.

The instructor frowned, slapped her face, held her back collar, and said to her, "today, someone is coming to pick you up. Follow him. Do you hear me?"

The girl refused. She was still barking.

The instructor used the old method to knock her out and then throw her to the camp nurse.

The nurse washed her. When the girl woke up, she had been changed into clean clothes. In front of her bed, there was an old man in Chinese Tang suit.

The instructor stood by respectfully and bowed his head and said, "old cloud, this is the child."

The old man nodded kindly, looked down, and held the girl's chin.

The girl bit him conditionally. The instructor was about to be in trouble, but the old man waved his hand.

Then, everyone saw the girl bite the old man's wrist, but the old man seemed to have no feeling, just a gentle smile.

The girl herself also found that what she was biting was meat, but it was like biting a piece of iron. Although she used more force, her teeth couldn't sink one point.

The old man said with a smile, "this is called the golden bell jar. You can learn it later."

The girl didn't understand, just glared at him.

But the old man touched her head, took his hand out of her mouth, got up, and said to the teacher, "this child, I want it."

The instructor smiled: "that price..."

"As you say."

The instructor shook his head: "double."

The old man squinted and looked.

The instructor said: "this is a Chinese child. I heard that the only way to learn your Kung Fu is to be a Chinese child. She is the right age and has more explosive power than those children before. I have a hunch that she will not be your backup any more. She should be the final person you have been looking for, so my price is not too high."

The old man meditated quietly, looked at the girl again, and finally smiled: "OK."

The old man wanted to take the girl away, but the girl refused to die. Her eyes searched everywhere, but she could not find the figure of her younger brother.

"What is she looking for?" The old man asked.

"The body of her brother," said the priest

The old man realized: "the medium to inspire her?"

The instructor nodded.

"Then give her the body."

The instructor hesitated for a moment and sent someone to pick up the body, but only in two hours, when the boy's body was brought back, it was scattered, his face was almost eaten by the wild animals, his hands and feet were gone, even his stomach was broken, and there were big blood holes.

But the girl didn't care, rushed up to hold the body, and died!

The old man with the girl, the girl with the mutilated body, stepped on the jeep out of the forest.

In the car, the girl sat in the back seat, looked down at his brother's face without facial features, grabbed his eyeball with her small hand, carefully put his eyeball back into his eyes, and when she succeeded, she would hook her lips and smile, as if her brother was smiling at her.

The driver felt his nose through the rearview mirror. Because the car was closed, the smell of corpse almost made him sick.

The old man was sitting in the front passenger seat, quietly keeping his eyes closed.

The driver can't stand it any more. Open the window and try to breathe.

Just then, a crow flew in from the window, flew straight to the back of the car and landed on the dry and hard cushion.

"Damn it!" The driver swore.

The girl also turned her head and looked at the crows around her.

The black bird looked at the girl's little face, crooked his head, and cried, "Jie!"

……

"Dad Dad... "

Weak voice, in the ear ring.

The green forest, the cloudy sky, the old man in Tang suit, the blood glistening corpse, the black jeep, finally returned to their parents' side of joy, slowly faded and disappeared.

When Liu Wei suddenly opened her eyes, she saw two faces full of worried children.

"Dad." Liu Xiaoli saw his mother wake up, and finally he was relieved. He held his sleeve, wiped his mother's sweat, and said, "Dad, you scared me to death."Liu Wei sat up from the bed and rubbed her eyebrows, but felt the sticky liquid on her face. Liu Xiaoli sat beside her mother and said with her mouth bulging, "Dad, you were crying just now." Liu Wei fingers a meal, oblivious wipe the corner of the eye, shake his head: "it is sweat." Liu Xiaoli looked at her mother for a while, and finally bowed her head without refuting. Next to the face of Jin Dong pursed lips did not speak, he just saw, uncle Liu is really crying. Just now, they were sleeping well. When did he suddenly hear the noise around him? He was woken up. When he got up, he saw Uncle Liu shrink into a ball, close his eyes tightly, and tears roll down from the corner of his eyes. He was so scared that he woke up Xiao Li's brother. But they cried for a long time, but uncle Liu didn't wake up. Until just now, Xiao Li's younger brother pinched uncle Liu's temples with his fingernails and burrowed, uncle Liu finally woke up. Rong Jindong is very worried, because he never knew that a person would cry so sad in a dream. That kind of cry, without making a sound, is tossing and turning uneasily. There is no expression on his face, but the tears are crazy. "What's the change now?" Liu Wei's consciousness was a little more clear and asked. Xiaoli looked out of the window and said, "three guards." "I can still sleep." Liu Wei said, then lay down and said to the two children, "you will also sleep a little longer. Tomorrow you will be very busy." The two children look at each other, but Liu Xiaoli no longer sleeps in Rong Jin's arms, but shrinks to her mother's side, clinging to her mother's waist. Liu Wei impatiently hugs her son, looks at Rong Jindong, who is still lying down, and pats her other side. Rong Jindong hesitates and sleeps on the other side of Liu Wei. He lies down nervous. Liu Wei hugged a child and closed her eyes again, but until the two children fell asleep again, Liu Wei just closed her eyes and never dreamed again. The scene in the dream is so clear that Liu Wei can even feel how clear the sky is when she left the jungle.