It was a dirty little face, except for the area under the eyes, which was relatively clean and showed a hint of whiteness, which was obviously caused by tears. Although it was a little dirty, one could vaguely tell that the girl had a pretty face. She couldn't be called a beauty, but she had a bit of a pretty girl feel.
The most eye-catching thing should be the eyes. The clear pupils are like a clear spring, but at this moment they have long been covered by fear.
When the woman saw the steaming dumplings in front of her, there was a hint of life in her eyes.
"Tingting, my father has abused you again, hasn't he?" The man looked at Tingting's haggard appearance, with a flash of anger in his eyes.
"Don't worry, I will definitely rescue you! Come, eat dumplings first, you must hold on."
The man carefully picked up a dumpling, blew on it, and then handed it to Tingting's mouth. Tingting opened her mouth with difficulty and chewed it in small bites.
"Is it delicious? I made it myself." There was an anticipation in the man's eyes, and his voice contained a hint of eagerness and desire, like a child waiting for candy, fully expecting to hear a positive answer.
"It's...delicious." Tingting said weakly, and a smile appeared on her dirty face. That smile was very pure, without a trace of impurities and disguise, and her clear eyes curved into a crescent shape.
The man got a positive answer and trembled with excitement: "Great, I knew you would like it, Tingting. After all, these are dog meat dumplings made by me!"
"Dog...meat?" Tingting shuddered slightly.
The man became more and more excited: "Yes, it's the big yellow dog you have raised since childhood. Even though it is old now, it is still quite strong. When I tried to kill it with a knife, I was almost bitten by it!"
As soon as these words were spoken, Su Mu and others on the side saw what a frozen smile meant.
The originally innocent and pure smiling face gradually became stiff and solidified until it broke.
The clear and bright eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of dust, a layer of dust that could not be washed away no matter how many tears were shed.
"Eat, Tingting! Don't you like dumplings the most?" The man fed the dumplings to Tingting rudely.
"Just eat it!" The expression on his face became more and more excited and even a little ferocious.
"Hahaha... You're such a fool, you actually believed it? Ever since you were imprisoned, that old dog has been guarding the door of your shabby thatched cottage, refusing to eat or drink. He must have died a long time ago. Where can I find dog meat? At most I can get you two dog bones!"
Click...
That was the sound made by Yang Dongqing's fists because he used too much force, a bit like two pieces of metal rubbing against each other. His face was extremely gloomy, and his eyes were like a volcano about to erupt, with extreme anger brewing.
"This beast!" He almost bit his teeth. If the scene in front of him was not fake, he would have rushed up by now.
However, something even more cruel and insane was yet to come. After feeding the dumplings, the man became excited and started to commit violence.
For a moment, the cellar was filled with men's laughter and women's screams.
"How's it going, Tingting? Has my dad been here?"
"Tingting, do you know what I like most about you? It's your slutty body, hahaha..."
"Bastard!" Yang Dongqing was furious. He rushed forward and punched the man violently, but his punch only hit the air.
"It's useless. These are things that happened in the past. You can't stop it now." Ye Fanyu said.
Yang Dongqing's chest heaved violently, his eyes were bloodshot, and he turned his head away, unable to bear to watch any longer.
Soon, the man left, leaving behind only the dying Tingting and the dead silence and darkness in the cellar.
She looked as if all her tears had run dry, staring blankly at the crushed dumplings on the ground.
The picture at this moment seemed to be still, without any movement, but everyone knew that the picture was not still. Tingting in the picture was suffering from extreme despair and grief at all times.
Suddenly, the perceptive Su Mu noticed the changes in the picture and pointed to the shadow in the corner.
"A dark shadow appeared."
Everyone was shocked and dispersed subconsciously, but they soon discovered that the so-called black shadow did not appear in reality, but in the picture.
In the corner of the cellar where Tingting was, there was a shadow that was silently surging. It kept twisting and extending, gradually bulging and growing into a human shape!
He looked exactly like the black shadow that Su Mu and others had seen before, extremely thin, as if only bones were left, with long arms that almost reached the ground.
The black shadow came briskly towards Tingting step by step. Tingting stared at the black shadow blankly. There was no fear of the black shadow in her desperate heart.
Under Tingting's gaze, the black shadow gracefully stretched out its arm. It was a slender arm made of shadows, as if issuing some kind of invitation.
"Are you the nightmare grandma talked about?" Tingting asked weakly.
The black shadow did not answer, but stretched out his arm forward and stopped beside Tingting's hand.
Tingting did not hesitate, and her handcuffed little hand tightly grasped the black shadow's hand.
The scene stops abruptly.
Everyone was silent. Tingting's experience made everyone feel depressed.
Su Mu was thoughtful: "If this is Tingting's nightmare, then what about the black shadow? Logically, it should be a monster in the nightmare, but according to the time silhouette, the black shadow has also appeared in the reality where Tingting is."
Ye Fanyu suddenly said: "Perhaps the black shadow is a monster from another nightmare, and then it invaded reality and found Tingting. Some kind of reaction occurred between the two, leading to the current nightmare? Or maybe this is not Tingting's nightmare at all, and the black shadow is the source of the nightmare."
"No matter which possibility it is, Black Shadow is extremely important. Perhaps the key to solving the nightmare lies in Black Shadow."
After a brief discussion, no one could come to a conclusion, and they all returned to the ground.
"Mr. Su, I'm going to the room on the second floor to rest for a while. I didn't find any food this time, so I have to save my energy by sleeping. I'm sorry to trouble you during the day." Ye Fanyu said tiredly.
Su Mu nodded and let the other party rest. Not eating or resting properly for three days would not be something even a strong man could bear.
He made some simple arrangements and asked Zhao Chaoyao and others to rest.
Then he took Yang Dongqing to the room on the third floor.
Yang Dongqing was his personal bodyguard, so it was impossible for him to do something stupid like sleeping in the room himself and then arranging for Yang Dongqing to go to the next room.
In the room on the third floor, Yang Dongqing had a gloomy face, and seemed to be still immersed in Tingting's suffering. It was true that he was a transcendent, but he was also a young man, a passionate young man, and his values simply could not accept such a tragic thing.
Su Mu was lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling calmly. He was thinking about the relationship between Tingting and the black shadow. As he was thinking, he suddenly felt his nose getting hot. He reached out and touched it, and there was a trace of bright red blood.
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