Chapter 90: The stench turns to filth (Part 2)
The iron gate of the orphanage swung with the wind, making a hoarse, unpleasant sound. Rust fluttered down from the gate. Xie Mian followed the children into the orphanage. His feet were light and soundless on the gravel.
The road from the gate to the inner quarters of the orphanage was long. As Xie Mian gazed at the scene buried deep in his memory, his inner peace was shattered, and even his arms and back began to ache.
He remembered that once he was escaping and was caught by a woman. The woman took red-hot needles and stabbed him one by one, and then sprinkled soy sauce and salt on them.
Women love to use this method to torture children in welfare homes. No matter whether you have made any mistakes or not, as long as she wants, she can torture and abuse you at will.
No one cares about this matter because the other teachers and the director of the welfare home are all the same.
"You useless piece of shit! You just stole this little thing?" A sharp female voice rang out.
Xie Mian hid behind a pile of collapsed walls and saw through the gap that several children were kneeling in a relatively intact house.
They piled the stolen food and daily necessities on the ground tremblingly, and a foot in a red high heel kicked over the child in front.
"Mo Hongmei..."
Xie Mian's face turned pale, and his nails dug deep into his palms.
I can't believe that even in the end of the world, this woman is still alive and well. Good people don't live long, but evil deeds last for thousands of years.
Since we met today, Xie Mian gathered a ball of white light in his palm - then die!
"Who's there?"
Just as Xie Mian was about to make a move, he suddenly heard a woman's shrill angry shout.
He no longer hesitated and swung his long sword.
The rickety door slammed shut, sending dust flying everywhere. Xie Mian stepped inside, now able to see the scene clearly.
I saw several skinny children kneeling on the ground shivering, with several long, flesh-colored mouthparts inserted into their necks, and red blood was constantly being sucked out of the children's bodies.
"Gudong, gudong..."
The woman was wearing a long red dress and red high heels. She looked to be in her fifties, her hair tied up in a thin headband, her lips painted red, her face pale, her lips cracked all the way to her ears.
"What a good piece of stuff!"
Seeing Xie Mian's expression, Mo Hongmei's eyes lit up at first, and then a deep jealousy emerged on her face, "Bitch, all the good-looking ones deserve to die! Especially your eyes, they're so disgusting to look at!"
"Go, dig out these eyes for me!"
The thin mouthparts like infusion tubes were flying, and several children rolled their eyes, staggered to their feet and pounced on Xie Mian.
Xie Mian did not touch the children and dodged away.
His eyes were as cold as ice, and his hands moved as fast as lightning. With one slash of the knife, he cut off all the mouthparts that the woman had sucked on the child's neck.
"ah--"
Sticky dark red blood dripped down, and Mo Hongmei screamed in pain.
"Come on, come on! Kill this man for me!"
The children who were not controlled by the mouthparts no longer listened to Mo Hongmei's words and ran away in panic.
A child fell to the ground because too much blood was sucked out.
Mo Hongmei screamed, rolled up the child with her bloody mouthparts, and threw it towards Xie Mian.
Xie Mian caught the child and put him on the ground.
The child's face was dark blue and shriveled, and he was no longer breathing.
“Hahahahahahaha——”
Mo Hongmei grinned wildly and attacked again with her mouthparts. Countless mouthparts waved wildly and covered Xie Mian's head.
"I'm going to suck you dry!"
Xie Mian did not dodge, the blade burst into white light, and all the mouthparts were chopped into pieces of meat.
"Ahhh, I won't forgive you!"
Mo Hongmei's eyes were filled with jealousy and unwillingness. She said harsh words but didn't dare to attack again.
Just when Xie Mian was about to strike Mo Hongmei with his sword again, a thick green mist erupted from Mo Hongmei's body.
The thick, foul-smelling fog instantly filled the room. Xie Mian felt dizzy. The smell was like rotting meat mixed with sulfur. His eyes burned, and tears welled up uncontrollably.
His arms were too weak to lift the knife due to the stench, and Xie Mian staggered out of the welfare home.
"Next time we meet, I will dig out your eyeballs and soak your feet in them!" Mo Hongmei's sharp voice sounded behind her.
Xie Mian ignored it, the fresh air sobering him up a bit. Wiping away his tears, he saw a dozen rusty iron cages spread out in the open space beside the orphanage, each holding two or three children.
Their eyes were empty, and some had fresh bloody holes on their necks.
"Help!"
On the other side, Lin Heng did not sleep, but sat quietly on a stool in the convenience store, weaving a rose wreath in his hands.
Goose Shifang jumped around on the ground, and every few minutes he would roll to the door of the convenience store to see if Xiemian had returned.
There were several times when he took advantage of Lin Heng's inattention and wanted to roll out to find Xie Mian, but Lin Heng tied him with a whip and tied him to a stool.
When Xie Mian dragged his heavy feet back to the convenience store, the sky was already turning pale.
His clothes were stained with black and red blood, and the long knife in his right hand was still dripping with sticky liquid.
"Pah—"
When the convenience store door opened, Lin Heng had just finished weaving the rose wreath in his hand. E Shifang suddenly leaped free from his restraints, his round body slamming into Xie Mian's arms, only to freeze the moment he felt the rancid odor of his body.
"you..."
Lin Heng's pupils suddenly constricted. He saw that Xie Mian's eyes were bloodshot, as if some toxin was spreading through his eyeballs. He saw that Xie Mian's left eye was bloodshot, and under his eyelids, strange green crystals were condensing, as if some toxin was spreading under his skin.
The sharp thorns of the rose stem pierced into the palm of my hand, and drops of blood rolled down the vine.
Xie Mian staggered against the shelf, trying to force a smile, but the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably: "A little poisoned... It will be fine in a while..."
Before he could finish his words, his knees slammed heavily to the ground.
E Shifang made a "cuckoo" sound, and his body swelled to three times its original size in response to the stress, lying under Xie Mian like a ball of marshmallow.
Lin Heng's whip gently wrapped around Xie Mian's wrist. He lifted up the torn cuff and found countless green mycelium as thin as hair crawling along the blood vessels, leaving spider-web-like purple spots wherever they passed.
"What's going on?"
Lin Heng's voice was unusually cold.
He pulled open Xie Mian's collar and found that Xie Mian also had many blue spots on his body.
"It's okay, I'll be fine in a moment."
After returning to a safe place, Xie Mian began to force the poison out of his body with peace of mind.
He originally thought that the poison gas released by Mo Hongmei was just smelly, but he didn't expect it to be highly toxic. He was careless.
Thinking of the stench he had smelled, Xie Mian could no longer hold it in and vomited.
"Do I smell bad..."
The healing green light traveled throughout his body, Xie Mian's complexion gradually improved, and the bruises on his body faded away bit by bit.
"Do I stink?"
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