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The little boy was still crying shrillly regardless.
Then a cold light suddenly flashed across the void.
Gu Juan didn't waste a single word of unnecessary nonsense, and after feeling the cold oppression again, without any hesitation, he closed his mouth and slashed at the little boy's head with an axe.
Click!
The ax sank into the little boy's head, like splitting a watermelon, red and white splashed in all directions, laying a layer of bright colors on the ground.
The double-edged ax slammed into the ground heavily without losing momentum, and by the way, smashed a sandcastle that had just been piled up into flying powder, covering the red and white pattern that was just created.
"Look, this is what happens when you make noise regardless of the occasion."
After doing all this, he stood there and waited for a while, and then split open the false door of the wooden house with an axe.
Broken sawdust was flying around, and a strong musty smell emanated from it.
The interior furnishings of the wooden house are very simple, even very crude.
There is only a soil bed full of dust and cobwebs without even a bedding, a bench with one leg missing, a dark stove, a pot and two bowls, and a table. None are displayed.
Gusts of gloomy wind blew in from the open door, making a creepy whining sound, stirring up the dust inside and flying in all directions, making it impossible to see anything clearly.
Swish!
The double-edged ax flashed cold light again, and cut a group of black shadows that suddenly rushed towards the door into two, cutting it into two sections.
Gu Pan squinted his eyes and looked down, only to find that it was a skinny black cat that looked like a skeleton. There was a pool of dark red blood stains on the ground. Both eyes were wide open until death, shining in the darkness. The cold green light.
Under the dark night, beside the straight road stands a dilapidated wooden house. Inside and outside the house are two dead bodies, one person, one cat, dripping with blood, and scattered bones and bones. Among them is a figure holding a sharp axe. It looks exactly like the bloody crime scene that has just been formed.
After a quarter of an hour, the entire roadside wooden house has become a pile of tatters, dismantled to pieces, completely unable to see the shape of a house before.
Gu Juan returned to the road, sat cross-legged on the front panel of the carriage, silently observed and waited for the changes to appear.
But as time passed, he was a little disappointed.
The wooden house that was knocked down showed no signs of reorganization. Not only that, even the bodies of the boy and the black cat were still lying on the ground in their original state, without moving from the beginning to the end, and no other strange things happened.
In addition, the handle of the ax was still hot, and he didn't feel the trembling experience of the double value bonus. It seemed that he really just killed a person, a live cat, and demolished a house just now.
After waiting in silence for a while, Gu Juan finally decided to leave here and continue to pull the carriage forward.
But before he really left, he decided to do one last thing.
That is to add a few axes to the corpses of one person and one cat on the ground, and then let them rest in the ground.
After tea time, he put the reins on himself again, took a last look at the ruins of the wooden house beside the road, and the two earth bags, one large and one small standing there, and walked forward.
After leaving the wooden house, it seemed that he was the only one left in the whole world, pulling a large cart and walking alone in the dark, only his own shadow followed every step of the way.
This feeling is very strange, and it made Gu Juan recall a certain experience in the previous time and space, when he was young, after a long absence.
It was one of the few times when he was playing wildly outside and then came home alone in the dead of night. Whether he was walking in a dark alley or entering the stairwell of an old-fashioned tube building, he would always feel that someone was following him in the corridor. Or someone is watching him, silently, but as if they never leave him.
Especially when he returned to the front of his house, the corridor sensor light suddenly went dark just as he was taking out the keys, as if something really was about to rush out of the darkness and pounce on him.
It was a kind of fear that made people tremble all over and made it difficult to breathe.
And at this moment, although he no longer had the feeling of fear at that time, walking on this road, he seemed to be in the environment at that time again, and he always had a faint feeling that something would suddenly come from the surrounding It rushed out from the depths of the dark night and pounced on him.
It's a pity that until he saw a new figure again, he didn'tHaving encountered the kind of situation that might appear in the imagination, I have to say that I am still a little disappointed.
Gu Juan stopped in his tracks, watching the hunched figure in front of him slowly approaching, and finally stopped in front of him.
This is an old woman with white hair, wearing a patched cotton coat and trousers, and holding a bamboo basket in her hand. Her eyes are cloudy and dull, with a slightly anxious expression.
"Young man, have you seen my grandson?"
She asked, her voice was hoarse, and it seemed to be mixed with a weird cry.
Gu Juan was silent for a moment, and said expressionlessly, "What does your grandson look like, where did you get lost and can't find it?"
The white-haired old woman first briefly described her figure and appearance, and then said, "He was playing in the sand at the door of the house, and I was cooking in the house, but when I asked him to eat after cooking, I found that he was no longer there. I searched and searched, but couldn¡¯t find anything.¡±
"Where is your home?" Gu Juan hid his right hand behind his back, stroked the handle of the ax that was always hot, and asked again casually.
"On the way the guest officer came, there was a single wooden house by the side of the road. The guest officer should have an impression of it along the way."
Gu Juan was silent again, and after taking a few breaths, he turned his head and pointed in the direction behind him, "Just go home, he'll be waiting for you at home."
"Guest officer, did you see my grandson?" The white-haired old woman immediately asked with joy on her face.
"I see, he is still playing with the dirt in the dirt, and he is very happy, because there is sand everywhere, so there is no need to worry about not having anything to play with."
"The old lady is going home quickly, thank you very much, guest officer."
She thanked her repeatedly, almost trotting forward all the way, but turned around after passing the carriage, and took out two steaming balls from the basket and handed them to Gu Juan.
"The guest officer must be tired and hungry driving such a large cart overnight. The old woman happens to have freshly steamed steamed buns, so she can give the guest officer two to satisfy his hunger, which is also a token of gratitude."
Gu Juan narrowed his eyes, didn't reach out to pick up the two steamed buns, but didn't say no directly, but sighed and said, "Such plump and big steamed buns must be steamed out with a lot of noodles. "
Just after saying this, his complexion suddenly changed, his throat softened, and a stream of Yin Hong's blood overflowed from the corner of his lips.
It was as if a monkey had been drilled into the abdomen, stretched its legs and feet inside, and did somersaults.
He gritted his teeth tightly, and said with an inexplicable smile on his face, "Grandma, why do you have to turn back?"
"Wouldn't it be better to just walk away like that?"
Swish!
Another cold light flashed suddenly, like a horse pierce through the void.
The white-haired old woman who was still raising her hand to pass the steamed buns suddenly froze, her expression stiff and motionless.
Following a gust of wind, her whole body split open to both sides, and she fell to one side with a slap. The blood and internal organs flowed all over the ground, and soon the ground was dyed into a large area of ??dark red. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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