Rao thought so, but she was still scared in her heart, after all, the dream just now was so real and bloody, especially the words of Huancui when she woke up, which still echoed in her mind and could not be dispersed for a long time.
She said: "Miss, you will have an inexplicable belly like me, and you will be blown up by the thing in your belly, and your body will be torn apart, and you don't know where it is scattered. ” Thinking of this, Zhong Min reached out in a panic to touch her belly, but fortunately, her lower abdomen was flat, and there was no sign of pregnancy.
The cold sweat on her forehead fell most of it, and then she realized that the middle clothes on her body were soaked, and the night wind blew into the window, so that she couldn't help but shiver heavily, and hurriedly got into the brocade quilt again against the bed, and called out the door, "Come in with tea, I'm thirsty." ” The maid who kept vigil seemed to be asleep, and no one responded to her.
Zhong Min then called out again impatiently, "Dead hoof, sleep more soundly than me, be careful that I will peel you off tomorrow." ” As soon as he finished speaking, the door opened with a "squeak", Zhong Min thought that the little maid had finally been woken up by himself, sneered disdainfully, and said without raising his eyelids, "Scared?"
In the future, learn to be smart, and if you dare to take a nap, I will" Her voice stopped abruptly, as if it had been cut off in the air.
For she saw a pair of feet, a pair of muddy feet with no shoes on, and they stood beside her bed, less than three feet away from her.
Zhong Min swallowed the most difficult mouthful of saliva in his life, suddenly straightened his neck, and opened his mouth to call someone.
But the man was still a step ahead of her, he raised his hand neatly, fell heavily, smashed the handle of the axe on the back of Zhong Min's neck with precision, and then watched her roll her eyes and fall limply in front of him.
I don't know how long it took, Zhong Min's consciousness finally returned to her head lightly, but just when she was about to wake up, she felt a painful and itchy taste coming from her lower abdomen, as if thousands of ants were gnawing on her navel, uncomfortable.
When consciousness finally came back together, she opened her eyes in horror and reached out to reach for her belly.
But this time she threw herself into the air, and her palm hung above her navel, and she couldn't fall for a long time.
Perhaps the word "fluttering" was not so accurate, because there was no substance on her belly, but she had a feeling, a feeling that it was indeed unquestionable: something was lying on her belly, and it was a little prickly, as if it was full of hair, but at the moment when her finger was about to touch it, it disappeared out of thin air, as if it had melted into the night, leaving no trace. night Thinking of these two words, Zhong Min shrank and shuddered. yes, why is it so dark here?
Although she usually does not have the habit of sleeping with a lamp on, but in large households, oil lamps are lit in the yard all night, and the house is never so dark: she can't see her fingers, there is no light, as if she has fallen into the abyss.
A white light flashed in her mind, and Zhong Min finally remembered what happened before she fell unconscious: the man, the man who looked like a savage, raised a rusty axe high at her, and she only felt a dull pain in her neck, and she didn't know what was going on.
It turned out that she had been taken captive by him, and had come from her uncle's house to a place that was darker and quieter than a grave.
But where did the man go?
And for what did he take himself captive?
Wealth?
Hue?
It didn't seem to be, she vaguely remembered his eyes, which were filled with rage, as if they wanted to burn her to ashes.
That's right, he hated her to the core, and if it weren't for an even more painful death, he would have cut her in half with an axe in the embroidery room, where could he have left her until now?
Thinking of this, Zhong Min felt a chill all over his body, the last bit of heat in his body seemed to be squeezed dry, and the bones in his body seemed to have been completely sucked away, and his whole body was abnormally soft, and he couldn't exert half of his strength.
However, she did not want to sit still, and after rubbing her palms against the ground a few times, she found that there was a patch of barren grass beneath her, so she desperately picked at the turf with both hands, and sat up with what little strength she had left.
After sitting up straight, her heart settled down a little, but she still didn't dare to be careless, and her eyes looked back and forth in the dark night, trying to discern where she was now.
But she could not perceive anything except the occasional bird's cry and a breeze in her ears, her eyes and ears seemed to be sealed in darkness, and she herself seemed to have fallen into a chaos, unable to get out no matter how hard she struggled.
Now, Zhong Min finally tasted the taste of fear, it is not like a torrent, but like a thin water, unconsciously surrounding you, a little bit of the top of your feet, constantly rising, rising again, silently filling your mouth and nose, completely annihilating you.
Zhong Min beat his spirits, got up in a hurry, and ran wildly in the dark night like thick ink like a blind man.
Her legs were very weak, as if she were stepping on cotton, but she didn't care so much, and only ran aimlessly, all the way, she tripped over the wild grass and thorns several times, and was scarred all over, and her clothes turned into strips of cloth, which hung on her body one by one.
But even so, she didn't dare to stop, because she knew that the thing had not left, it had lurked in the dark, staring at itself playfully, and could attack at any moment.
But Zhong Min is a pampered Miss Houmen after all, where can she withstand such a toss, so after running for less than half a pillar of incense, she is already out of breath, her chest hurts so much that she is about to burst, and her legs are so sore that she can't take another step forward.
She squatted on the spot holding her stomach, gulping in the damp and cold air, trying to regain some strength before continuing to run for her life.
But after a few twitches of her nose, she suddenly held her mouth and nose, and sat on the ground like a sculpture, motionless.
There was a scorching smell wafting through the air, as if the meat had been burned, smelly, fishy, and disgusting.
Even though Zhong Min forced herself not to exhale, the smell inevitably drifted into her nose, because it was getting stronger and stronger, filling every inch of space around her, every crevice, without giving her a chance to breathe.
Zhong Min sobbed silently, she looked around blankly, trying to find a glimmer of life from this iron wall-like encirclement, but the moment she raised her head, she saw two white lights not far away, in the darkness, they were a little dazzling, like two white plates.
Zhong Min's heart trembled, the blood all over her body froze, she looked at the two points of white light, her mind was blank, even when they leaned towards her little by little, she was motionless, as if she was stupid.