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The woman seemed to be aware of the appraising eyes at the door. She suddenly turned her head and looked over while holding the knife.
Her beautiful and fair face was splattered with red blood drops, and she grinned softly. Her white teeth were more dazzling than the snowflakes.
The sound was delicate and long, very much like the song "The Thirteenth Eye" she played that morning.
"Jueshen, you are back. Come and see Mommy's new work."
"As she spoke, the woman's blood-stained hands held the hem of her skirt in one hand, and the bloody blade in the other hand. She walked towards him step by step with her bare, thin feet.
The ground was covered with spilled paint and shocking pools of blood.
The little boy was so frightened that he was sweating profusely. His little hands suddenly clenched the door frame and started running away, but his feet were as calm as if they had been filled with mercury.
Does she want to kill herself like she killed that person?
When he turned around in a hurry, he accidentally bumped into the wall, his vision went dark and he fainted.
When Fu Jueshen woke up again, he was woken up by the cold. He slowly opened his eyes and saw the dazzling white sky. The snow was much lighter than yesterday.
As thin as catkins falling down.
Suddenly, a cold and snow-white hand covered his cheek. The woman was wearing a long white pearl gauze dress, with her dark hair spread behind her head, blending into this silver-white world.
Like a holy goddess walking out of the world of ice and snow, she is as beautiful as a trance.
"MomMommy, are you"
He did not dare to say the words "killed", but the woman smiled at him with gleaming eyes. She seemed gentler than usual.
¡°Jueshen, can you do Mommy a favor?¡±
"Whatwhat?"
Seeing the woman's gentle and strange smile, Fu Jueshen only felt a chill running down his spine, but it was too late for him to refuse.
The woman came over with a basin of blood, and dipped her hands as white as jade into the basin. The bright red color contrasted with the emerald jade bracelet on her wrist, forming a strong color contrast.
Then, she wiped the blood from her hands bit by bit on the little boy's delicate and picturesque face, his naked body and back.
The smell of blood seemed to fill his nose. This was the first time Fu Jueshen cried in his memory. He struggled to jump off the bed.
When I glanced at my feet, I saw a round object rolling down onto the snow.
It was a skull dyed dark blue, and its teeth were dyed red by her The empty eyes were facing her.
"Mommy, no! Nodon't do this, I'm scared."
"Mommy!"
Seemingly annoyed by his lack of cooperation, the woman raised her hand and gave him a slap in the face, and the crisp sound echoed.
A blood-red slap mark suddenly appeared on his face, and the woman's sharp nails were embedded in his skin. She said in a cold voice: "You don't even want me to become the greatest painter in the world, do you?"
"No, Mommyit's not like that. I'm so cold. Please let me get dressed first" Fu Jueshen shivered from the cold and struggled to sit up.
She was quickly pushed back to the dining table by the woman. Her beautiful face turned cold and ferocious. She found two intestine-like organs from somewhere and tied the little boy's hands.
Wrap around his neck.
Looking at him lying on the white tablecloth like a lamb waiting for sacrifice, the woman also placed black dahlias beside him.
He murmured something in his mouth: "Hell! Hell changes suddenly and hundreds of ghosts howl at night. How can there be no children?"
"Yes, it is said that mother and child both feed on the heart. I finally found it!"
After she suddenly realized it, she laughed crazily, turned around and ran into the villa.
After a while, she came back with the dead body on her back. The female corpse looked about thirty or so, with a pale complexion.
Two empty eyes stared straight ahead, shedding two lines of horrific blood tears. She was wearing a red printed silk cheongsam that the woman found temporarily from the closet. She had a slender figure.
She put the female corpse on the chair beside the table, picked up Fu Jueshen, and stuffed him into the arms of the cold female corpse.
"Mommy! No, don'tHelp, help! I don't want her, Mommy!"
"She is so scary, I hate you! Xu Linrong, you are not worthy"
"Sister-in-law Li, grandpasave me, save Xiaoshen wuwu"
he justNo matter how precocious he is, he is only a seven-year-old child who has just entered first grade. When he faces a dead person for the first time, he will naturally be frightened to the point of crying.
But the people in the villa seemed not to hear his cries.
The woman also turned a deaf ear.
She chuckled and touched Fu Jueshen's face. She thought he was too noisy, so she grabbed the fresh offal on the plate and stuffed it into his mouth.
The red blood "tick-tick" fell on the snow at his feet, dyeing the small patch of white blood pink.
The little boy burst into tears, and the foul smell in his mouth made him so sick that he almost wanted to vomit.
The coldness in his body was no longer comparable to the despair in his heart.
The woman sat seriously in the yard, not far away from him, and began to devote herself to her great career.
One of the scenes in "Hell Transformation" that the world praised as "Mother and Child in Red Zombies" was completed in such a cold winter.
Grandpa Fu couldn't help but his eyes turned red, he choked and wiped his tears with his sleeve.
"Jueshen's mother was suffering from severe mental illness at the time. She left her child in the yard in order to paint. It was cold that day, with a temperature of minus 89 degrees Celsius. When I went there, he could no longer speak. , trembling non-stop."
"Later I sent him to the hospital, and the doctor said that if he had stayed at night for another two minutes, the child would have been dead. To this day, my legs will hurt whenever I wake up in winter."
Xia Yuwan clenched her fists unconsciously, with a look of astonishment on her face. It turned out Fu Jueshen's mother was Zhu Sha, the great author of "Hell Transformation".
Fortunately, she had admired Zhu Sha before, but she didn¡¯t expect that she would be so crazy as to use her own child as a prop.
It¡¯s hard to imagine that Fu Jueshen was only seven years old back then, and he was among the cold dead people and snowflakes He was just as scared as if he had also gone to hell.
She always thought that Fu Jueshen's feet would hurt in winter because he was tired from work and often traveled on business.
It turned out to be frostbite.
Seeing the anger in her eyes, Grandpa Fu thought it was funny and continued:
"From that day on, I took Jueshen to live with me. He swore that he would never draw a brush again, but I never thought that after so many years, I would see him pick up a brush again."
"Actually, his talent is very good. He can already draw at the age of three. That woman Xu Linrong also thought about training him to be a painter. I don't think that thing is profitable, and he is the eldest grandson of my Fu family. , naturally he wants to be in business.¡±
Fu Jueshen¡¯s talent is pretty good. Xia Yuwan could tell just by looking at his oil painting. (Remember the website address: 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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