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Chapter 11 Wounds


"So, I walked along the periphery of the cemetery while humming a song, not thinking of it as such a great thing at all, and before I knew it, I had reached the southwest corner of the cemetery, where there were only a few sparse deserted graves, one of which belonged to Miss Xiaocui, she died a strange death, so she could not be buried in the ancestral grave of the Yu family, but Master Yu only had such a daughter, and he loved him very much, so he still bought her a small sleeping place in a remote corner of the cemetery."

"Going around to the back of her tomb, I faintly felt that something was wrong, from the back, her grave seemed to be covered with a layer of white light, I thought it was the light of the moon, but the other graves did not have this faint halo, only her, the silver light shimmered, hazy, as if shrouded in ethereal clouds.

However, when he walked in front of him, it was clear that there were only some sacrificial incense candles on it, and he didn't see anything else. ” Thinking like this, I couldn't suppress the curiosity in my heart, and unconsciously walked towards the tomb of Miss Xiaocui, and slowly walked around from the back to the front.

After rounding around, I froze, for I saw a strange sight that I had never seen before: dozens of mandalas were emerging from the grave of the little green girl, with straight branches and sinuous petals, stretching towards the full moon overhead, desperately swallowing the light of the moonlight.

This scene, I'm afraid I will never forget for the rest of my life, what is the highest state of beauty, I am afraid it is not perfect, but beautiful to the point of being almost weird, these mandalas are like this, they seem to suck all my mind, let me have a half fear and half surprise in my heart, two legs as if glued to the ground, worship at their bewitching posture. ” "Just as all my thoughts were focused on these strange flowers, the dirt on the tomb next to my feet suddenly sank into a small pit, and then fine grains of sand fell down towards the small pit with a "swish" sound.

I hadn't noticed the movement, but the crater grew bigger and bigger, and the sand beside it fell like a stream of water, and in a few moments it stretched to my feet.

I looked away from the mandala and looked at the pit next to my feet, where the sand was still falling, but halfway through, it would pop out, and some of it would fall onto the upper of my shoes. ” "There's something in the pit, and it's desperately trying to climb up.

That was the first thought that popped into my mind, and the second thought was: Miss Emerald has come to life, because I disturbed her long sleep, so she crawled out of the grave to eat me.

The thought stirred my blood boiling, and my head shook from head to toe like a thunderbolt in the air.

I turned to run, and just turned my head, my ankle was caught, and a cold, biting thing grabbed my ankle to death.

When my crankiness was confirmed, I couldn't hold back any longer, and with a loud cry, I fell to the ground, holding my head in both hands, not daring to look behind me again. ” "I don't know how long it took, but the thing on my ankle slowly slid down, but I still didn't dare to open my eyes, and I didn't dare to look back, I was afraid that the thing had climbed up and was opening its blood-red mouth in the back.

However, gradually, there was a burst of breathing in my ears, the sound was very thin, intermittent, as if I couldn't catch a breath and couldn't breathe out again.

Hell, I guess I can't breathe.

Thinking so, I turned around with the determination to die, but found that there was nothing behind me, and just as I breathed a sigh, out of the corner of my eye, I suddenly caught a glimpse of something in the sand pit, a small piece of blue and white, with two small black holes embedded in it.

I was shocked, nose, it turned out that there were really ghosts in this pit.

After another scream, I got up and ran, but I didn't bumble into a soft body, it was Fan Qing, she smiled at me with her hands crossed: "In order to make a bet, I won't be scared like this."

I didn't care to contradict her, and pointed to the grave behind me: 'There really is a ghost, she is going to climb up.'

Fan Qing looked into the sand pit, suddenly quickened her steps forward, and reached out to pull it down. ” Fan Yin looked at Jiang Xixi, "You should have guessed what happened later, of course she dragged out not a ghost, but Yu Wuxian, but if she came a little later, it would be true that Yu Wuxian was a human or a ghost." ” "However, why is Yu Wuxian under the tomb?"

Fan Yin rubbed his hands and walked forward, "The people of the Yu family said that they couldn't understand why this child was under his mother's grave, but everyone in the town knew that he was buried by Master Yu, because when Fan Qing pulled him up, we clearly saw a black-red strangulation mark on his neck. ” "Strangulation?

Master Yu is his own grandfather, why did he strangle him?

” "Yu Wuxian was four years old that year, but he was a precocious child, and he knew very early that he was different from others, and every time we ran in the streets and alleys, he would sit in a four-wheeled vehicle, pushed by an old slave, and stare at us quietly.

At that time, everyone was young and immature, and not only did they have no sympathy for him, but they also had some disgust and fear, and the boys went up to make fun of him when they saw him, and once, while the old slave was not there, they pushed him out of the car and snatched away his only dependence.

It is said that on that day, Yu Wuxian crawled on the street for a whole hour before he was found by the old slave and carried home. ” That night, Master Yu found the house of the boys who were robbing the car, holding a horsewhip in his hand, and he didn't listen to anyone's advice, so he had to teach them a good lesson.

Everyone thinks that his behavior is a bit excessive, after all, they are all neighbors, and the children are small, so it is just a matter of letting them bow their heads and admit their mistakes, and they have to smoke the child in front of their parents, which is also a little unkind.

But Master Yu didn't follow, and he said to the parents of those children: 'I will give each of them three lashes, it will not be too heavy, but I must teach them a lesson, let them remember that everyone will hurt, and the wound in the heart is more difficult to heal than the flesh and skin, because it cannot be touched, and it cannot be treated with medicine, and maybe, it will stay there forever and become a scar that can never be removed.'

After the three lashes, you can beat me or send me to the government, I will bear it all, and I will not resist.

The parents of those children were already at a loss, and the Yu family was powerful, so they couldn't afford to offend, so they could only take off the children's pants and let Master Yu whip three times.

The whip was not heavy, but after the whip, Master Yu cried more painfully than any child, he threw down the whip and rushed out of the door crookedly, everyone could hear his roar: "God, in this case, why did you bring him to this world in the first place, if you let him die in the Silkworm Temple, at least you don't have to be tortured like this." ’”