Kitchen waste (above)
I quietly confronted the thing, one second, two seconds, I cursed and ducked down, immediately slid to the side, and crashed out according to the location of the kitchen in my memory.
What a joke! I'm not going to sit there and wait for death while dancing cheek to cheek with this kind of thing. I'm a feudal ancestor and my lifestyle isn't that Western!
I was screaming in my heart, "I'm dying, I'm dying, I'm running, running, running!" My body felt like it was on fire. I was more flexible than ever before, and I quickly ran into the kitchen, slammed the door shut, and held it firmly against my body weight.
This happened as if by divine intervention. I was stunned even when I reacted, not to mention the big guy in the fog. It literally treated me as a piece of trash and let me forcefully drill right next to its sticky and huge body. It was a beat late and shook, making an extremely piercing and sharp buzzing sound.
The high-frequency noise hurt my eardrums and I was so scared that two streams of blood instantly flowed out of my ears. Then there was a bang and a huge force hit me through the door.
It was so fast that I didn't have time to prepare myself. I was swept up with the door panel and flew out, then hit the kitchen counter. My throat was numb and I felt like I was almost split in two on the spot.
Amid the severe pain, another force swept across, and the thick fog carried a huge and irregular body into the kitchen, like a mountain falling upside down.
I had nowhere to escape, so I dived under the sink without thinking, and my forehead hit the water pipe hard. But I didn't care about anything else at this time, and I squeezed in with my hands and feet. I immediately felt a chill on my back, and something fell straight down. It was blocked by the sink, but it still scraped off a layer of my oily skin.
My eyes went dark due to the pain, and my ears were ringing in a mess, and I was about to pass out. I could hardly see or hear anything. But the thick fog rolled in again, and the thing had an incomprehensible deformation, and it was actually much longer. I looked down and saw a wet and strange face suddenly squeezed in and came close to my nose.
The face was extremely childish, and the eyes were so big that they almost bulged out, just like a skinless, bloody, big-headed baby. I was startled and instinctively raised my hand to push it, but my hand slipped due to lack of force, and I found that the outside of the strange face was all covered with light yellow mucus, as if it was covered with fetal membranes and amniotic fluid.
As soon as we looked into each other's eyes, my scalp exploded, and I found that thing had an indescribable look of evil ecstasy on its face. Then I lost control of my tongue again, and I kept giggling while looking into its eyes, one after another, very quickly, and the frequency was getting closer and closer.
The despair at that moment was indescribable. I had never dreamed that one day I would die in such a funny and tragic posture while laughing wildly. But the ghost opposite me did not give me any chance to say goodbye before dying. It suddenly opened its mouth and bit my neck, then threw me upward with force.
Damn, it wants my head. It wants to tear my head off like pulling a carrot!
I yelled in horror and immediately tried to hug its neck with both hands, but I immediately felt despair in my heart, because I found that there was only a long thing like intestines behind this strange face, and there was no grip for me to resist. Instead, it bit me hard, and I felt a sharp pain in my neck and a mouthful of blood foam spurted out.
In a flash, I closed my eyes and suddenly heard a sharp cat cry in my ear. A flash of fire appeared in the thick fog, and two figures jumped up, one on the left and one on the right, and landed on the skinless blood baby.
I don't know what trick it used, I just heard the weird face screaming in pain, then it let go of me and turned its head to bite the fire. But the kitchen was small, the fire flickered again, and it swept the weird face across the kitchen, knocking over countless debris.
I hissed and touched my neck, and in shock I picked up the soup spoon that had splashed onto the ground without thinking. At this moment, a figure suddenly came over very cunningly, stretched out his hand, and pulled me out from under the sink.
"Go!" the man growled, and almost grabbed me and ran away. I recognized it was Sanyi in a flash. I wanted to ask something in a trance, but when I opened my mouth, blood spurted out. I felt the surroundings were moving fast, and he led me over some huge monster that was sweeping and smashing things crazily, and I got out of the kitchen door in one go.
The flames behind him leaped again, and the strange face didn't care about me. It rolled over in the kitchen, hissing, and then trembled all over. The whole body deformed again like a foaming marshland, and suddenly many red faces like babies turned out densely.
Then, like a whale swallowing something, the thick fog around began to sweep and gather in a way visible to the naked eye, and the entire kitchen instantly fell into a white and ominous silence.
I only had time to look at it for a second before Sanyi dragged me out of the Nian family's old house and closed the iron door without hesitation. The fog outside was almost gone, and my vision suddenly became clear. I saw him get a bunch of chains from somewhere, quickly rolled them up on his arms, and tried to wrap them around the iron door.
I subconsciously shouted, "Zhang Tianyi is still in there!"
"I know!" Sanyi said coldly, pushing me out. "Look carefully at how to wrap the chain. I'll show you this once. You do the same after I go in!"
This was so clear that my head buzzed. I immediately shouted in shock and anger, "What are you doing? Now that I've been rescued, let's run together! Go out and call for help. Let's just call someone to blow up that damn thing!"
He completely ignored me, unbuttoned his coat and threw it into my hands, "Your cat." Just when he had pulled me out, he had also picked up the child who had rushed towards me in a hurry, and solemnly warned me:
"Nian Huairen's case was an insignificant accident, a failed attempt. If you have a chance, go out and ask Yan Mo or Doctor Hu."
My hair stood on end, and my whole body was exploding. No, "What do you mean by looking for Yan Mo and Doctor Hu? What are you hiding from me?"
Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, this won’t work. That bastard Old Yan was involved in the most cruel back-up plan. These three actually arranged something without telling me!
But Sanyi didn't answer my question at all. He just stared into my eyes coldly and said:
"I'll go in later, remember not to leave yet. If we fail, if you're willing, you can take over and handle things for us. If you don't want to, go out and find Yan Mo, someone will take over, and you don't have to feel any burden."
I was completely stunned, sweating profusely. "You, what do you mean?" Why do we have to stay here? Can't we go together? Countless questions were left unanswered, and my mind was instantly in a mess.
I know the problem of the Holy Infant must be solved, but there is no need for the two of them to fight to the death at this moment. With so many people out there, we must have a better way. It doesn't make sense that things have suddenly reached such an extreme point.
In shock and anger, I blurted out, forced a smile, and begged, "Can you please stay? God has taken me so long to find my two brothers. It doesn't make sense to take them all away. Can you leave one for me?"
This is really unreasonable and conscienceless. It is just the nonsense I uttered out of sadness.
Sanyi was slightly startled, and actually smiled. He imitated Zhang Tianyi's signature move in a very clumsy way and patted my bloody forehead.
"I understand," he said with a smile, "I said that of the two brothers, you must be more partial to me. After all, I am the real Zhang Tianyi in this world. I can't just use an old name and let that mean person optimize me in all aspects."
Damn it, when did this bastard start learning to tell jokes to me like the Riddler? He doesn’t learn good things but only bad ones.
I was furious, but Sanyi had already regained his deadpan expression that seemed to hate the whole world, and nodded at me: "Watch out, I don't have time to teach you a second time."
As he spoke, he quickly tied the thing that looked like an anti-theft door lock, made a very complicated knot, and pulled it loose.
"That's it. It's not difficult. You'll tighten it later and it will be locked. If you try to untie it violently, the harder you try, the harder it will get.
The range of the Holy Infant's activities is limited, and it cannot stray too far from the area represented by its 'name', so as long as the door is locked, it will be constrained to a certain extent. You can wait behind the door for a short period of time and wait for our results."
"Understood?"
I understand, of course I understand. My head was spinning as I suddenly realized what he was talking about, and what he meant by the so-called attempt on "Nian Huairen".
If, as Sanyi said, the Holy Infant will be bound by the "name", then this old house of the Nian family and this strictly isolated deserted area, aren't they cages specially prepared for the Holy Infant?
"So, what do you mean by accident?"
I asked, my voice completely hoarse. Sanyi was a little surprised at how quickly I reacted. He probably calculated the time in his head, and finally said:
"About a few months before I returned to my mother, Nian Huairen was unable to track down Nian Ziqing, so the wanderers gave up on him and wanted to kill him.
At that time, there was a mortician nearby who discovered that a certain family's baby seemed to have the power of the Holy Child revived from another generation. But at that time, the mortician was already seriously injured, and when he tried his best to lead the Holy Child to a sparsely populated area, he came to the vicinity of the old house and inadvertently caused a meeting between the wanderer and the Holy Child. "
Sanyi spoke quickly and briefly, and what he told me was a very accidental accident.
The wanderer who was still in the unfinished loop of the banyan tree was, to some extent, an empty shell whose flesh and blood had long been eaten by the banyan tree. Therefore, when encountering the Holy Infant, a bizarre brief stalemate occurred between the two sides, and no attack was launched immediately.
The wanderers saw the body of the buried man lying dead on the roadside, and also noticed that the Holy Child was gnawing on the remains of the buried man.
But this group of people had no interest in the Holy Infant, a product that had been proven to be a failure. They just casually threw the body of Nian Huairen, who had just been silenced, to the Holy Infant, as if they were casually disposing of a useless piece of kitchen waste.
That's when the accident happened.
The Undertaker was so severely injured that his life was unfortunately extinguished before he could pay the price himself, leaving behind only a hollow, faint, desperate wish to bind the Holy Child.
Nian Huairen, who was on the verge of death, unconsciously replaced the buried man to complete the subsequent mission because of intense hatred and fear. The Holy Child had no moral requirements for prey and did not prefer to eat a brave man or a villain, so he obeyed his hunger and took away Nian Huairen's brain when he was about to die.
As for Sanyi at that time, he was an equally useless failure, not even qualified to be silenced. He was just thrown into the old house of the Nian family, watching everything with indifference and confusion.
When "Nian Huairen" was born, he walked back into the old house and imprisoned himself in it. Endless smoke-like things spread out from the house and completely enveloped the area as part of the Holy Child. From then on, "Nian Huairen" only walked and moved in the area caused by the thick fog.
The only resident among them, the young Sanyi, forgot the strangeness in the pollution and also forgot that the person in front of him was not his biological father but a monster, and continued his seemingly normal life.
Perhaps we should be thankful for Nian Huairen's seclusion, and thankful that the people who buried the corpse had already dispersed almost all the residents in this area in advance. This incident did not cause much commotion, and the dead "Nian Huairen" was still wandering around the old house, because he knew nothing about the Holy Infant, and didn't even know that he had been transformed into a "Queen Bee".
It called Xu Feng and asked Zhang Can in a stiff tone whether he wanted to see the child. When Zhang Can was looking forward to picking up the child, he didn't know that the person on the other end of the phone was a rotten corpse that was about to die.
"Yan Mo had lost contact with the man who buried the body for a long time, so he followed the clues and found this place. He vaguely saw me being led away by that thing outside the thick fog. He later said that he thought I was very strange. I looked like I was looking at an enemy and wanted to kill that thing at any time, but I still followed it very closely."
Sanyi said calmly, "It didn't eat me right away. Maybe it was because Nian Huairen originally planned to transform me into a sacrifice for the Nian family. In its mind, I was far from mature and needed some time to tolerate. It's funny, isn't it? That person didn't protect me when he was alive, but after his death, he saved my life in disguise because of his residual desire and instinct."
"...No, that's not the reason," I suddenly felt that fate was indeed cruel, and said subconsciously, "Since the Holy Child would unconsciously approach the 'name', it would not allow two main consciousnesses to exist at the same time to interfere with itself. Otherwise, confusion would definitely occur."
"——It's because he has always regarded you as a spare exogenous organ. To Nian Huairen, you are 'Nian Huairen'."
Sanyi was stunned for a moment and said, "That's it." I immediately regretted it, but Sanyi sighed, feeling somewhat relieved and a little sarcastic.
"So it was willing to let me go back to my mother, allowing me to leave there by accident and get rid of the power of the thick fog to gain freedom. In fact, it was just instinctively wanting to break free and try to send me, who it believed belonged to Nian Huairen, away, right? It's not that that rubbish has a rare feeling or pity for me. -"
"Then I am no different from those fake people?" He suddenly laughed. "Zhang Tianyi, Tianyi, I really chose a good name for myself. No wonder I always feel uncomfortable after I ran to Mi Zang and saw those pathetic ghosts. I would rather be my Sanyi again."
I was choked up and couldn't speak.
Sanyi looked at me with a calm expression, "You see, this is why I always resent you."
"I hate everything you can get. I hate that someone loves you unconditionally and simply. I hate that Nian Huairen and my mother had me just to have a child, but he was disappointed and treated me like kitchen waste. I hate that I spit on him, but still treat him as my father.
I hate that your mother can have a new family, that there is only expectation in your birth, without those disgusting memories of the past, and I hate that you have a clean future.
I hate that Xu Feng’s father is a good man, but I’m not his child.
I also hate that I am in this foggy house, constantly looking at that pile of files, understanding a lot of things, but then immediately having my cognition distorted, erased, and forgotten."
"I resent that I have always stayed with that monster, and continued to play the father-son relationship with 'Nian Huairen' without knowing anything. I woke up several times and resisted, thinking that I had killed him, but in the blink of an eye I was happily with my 'father' again, completely unaware that it was him and it that were destroying everything I had."
"But in fact, when we were actually together, I didn't know what I hated at all. When I saw you, I just vaguely felt that I had to resent you, wanted to take revenge on you, and wanted to kill Xu Ranxing. I... seemed to be jealous of you." He lowered his head and laughed at himself, "I can't help it. Thanks to 'Nian Huairen', I have forgotten those reasons."
"It was only when I got here that I remembered everything I had forgotten, and I realized that I was being quite unreasonable to you before.
Xu Ranxing, you were brought here to clean up the mess for us. Maybe Zhang Tianyi trusted you and entrusted you with something, but I probably just wanted to hurt you instinctively and put you in danger and die. What a pity, I really am worthy of being the son of Nian Huairen. "
Sanyi patted my shoulder and said, "I'm a little hypocritical. It seems that I'm still living at the age of seven. Ranran, don't blame me."
After saying this, he put the lock knot in my hand, opened the door and walked in without hesitation.
I was horrified and immediately tried to pull the door, but there was a click from the inside. It turned out that he had brought a spare chain and locked it from the inside as well.
"Brother!" I yelled, and in my panic I could only say, "You still have old wounds from those rats!"
The person inside the door laughed, "It doesn't matter. At this point, it doesn't matter what the condition of me or Zhang Tianyi is."
I trembled all over and knocked on the door, but I could no longer hear any sound. As the thick fog receded, everything around me began to become clear and bright, except for the old house of the Nian family, which was shrouded in a dead silence, like a wisp of terrifying smoke rising from a den of ghosts.
What were they going to do? What was going to happen? Why on earth didn't they just come with me first?
Endless questions and despair surged up in my mind, and I collapsed to the ground, feeling lost. My wounds were aching, and I covered my bloody neck and started coughing violently.
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