"Sister, don't be afraid, I'm here for you." The familiar child's innocent voice immediately brought hope to Song Mian's previously dim eyes.
"Little Stone, it's you!" Song Mian felt as if she had found a new lease on life!
She certainly didn't have the strength to fight back, but Little Stone did!
"Heh, you two actually know each other? Sure enough, when people are down on their luck, they're down on their luck together. You two better behave yourselves from now on, or I might just kill you if I get angry!" Wang Dashan said sternly.
Song Mian, who had been filled with despair, immediately softened her voice: "Big brother, I'm so sorry. I was just worried about my brother, so I panicked and yelled at you. I know I was wrong. Can you please let me and my brother go?"
"If I let you go, who will make money for me? You two get off the bus right now!" Wang Dashan said impatiently.
Feeling the car come to a smooth stop, Song Mian got out and was pushed forward.
Because she was blindfolded and couldn't see the road ahead, Song Mian had no idea how long she had been walking.
All she knew was that the three people led her around in circles for a long time, quickly disorienting her and leaving her completely disoriented.
Just when Song Mian felt like her legs were about to break, she finally entered a place that looked like a house, and was then pushed to the ground.
The blindfold covering her eyes was removed, and Song Mian squinted from the bright light, then suddenly saw a pale, bluish face in front of her.
It was a girl whose clothes were tattered and whose face was covered in dirt and grime. She looked to be only fifteen or sixteen years old and was even still wearing her school uniform, but she was lying on the ground, no longer breathing.
Because the girl died with her eyes open, her eyeballs became dehydrated due to prolonged exposure to air, and the surface of her eyes appeared to be covered with wrinkles, resembling shriveled walnut kernels.
With each breath, Song Mian could even smell a faint fishy odor emanating from the girl.
Although it was the first time Song Mian had smelled this eerie odor, her body's instincts made her subconsciously resist the unique smell of death emanating from the dead.
Almost uncontrollably, Song Mian wanted to bend over and vomit violently. She spat out several mouthfuls of bile and quickly backed away, trying to distance herself from the girl's corpse.
Especially at this moment, she also saw the girl's ghost.
Even as a ghost, the girl was still helpless, and weak sobs kept coming from her soul. The girl could only look at Wang Dashan not far away with a resentful expression.
Wang Dashan noticed the girl's condition, casually grabbed her hair, and dragged her entire body up: "What a useless brat, she died so quickly!"
"Third brother, I've told you many times, these young girls are the easiest to sell. Losing one means losing hundreds of thousands! If you keep acting rashly, I'll chop you up!" the scarred man shouted impatiently.
Wang Dashan nodded fearfully, then looked at Song Mian with greedy eyes.
Then they started selecting items from the entire room.
Song Mian discovered that they were currently in a large warehouse.
The warehouse was empty and covered in dust, suggesting it had been abandoned for a long time.
Besides her and Xiao Shitou, there are many other trafficked children and girls here.
Girls like her are rare. Eight and a half out of ten people here are children, mostly between five and eight years old, including both boys and girls, and they all dress differently.
However, all of these children were bound hand and foot, and each child's face was filled with fear. As soon as they saw the three scarred siblings, they would immediately burst into screams.
If the children dared to make a sound, they would get slapped in the face and then be put on a dog-proof mask.
If a child can stop crying within a minute, they will escape unscathed; otherwise, they will be slapped for making noise.
Watching the children being lectured, obediently listening and not crying in order to avoid suffering, Song Mian felt a mix of emotions, her wrists constantly rubbing together.
Soon, the three siblings immediately picked out the dead children from among the children and casually threw their bodies aside.
The children's spirits stood by, watching their corpses suffer cruel treatment, yet were powerless to do anything about it.
"Little Stone, go help them." Song Mian saw the ghosts of these children and felt extremely sorry for them.
At this mortality rate, countless children die every day at the hands of human traffickers!
These children represent hope for any family.
Thinking of this, Song Mian watched as the little stone's figure became illusory.
As a mid-level ghost, Little Stone could adjust whether to appear or not. Apart from Song Mian, who could always see her through the system, the other three siblings did not notice that Little Stone had disappeared.
"Three children died today, what bad luck!" Wang Dashan scolded.
“It is indeed bad luck, after all, the ghosts of those three dead children are still following you,” Song Mian suddenly said quietly.
"You brat, if you keep spouting nonsense here, I'm not afraid of your rubbish." Although he said he didn't believe it, Wang Dashan couldn't help but turn around and look behind him.
There was nothing behind him, as if there was nothing at all.
But whether it was psychological or not, Wang Dashan felt a chill run through his body after Song Mian finished speaking, which made him feel very uncomfortable.
“Every wrong has its perpetrator, and every debt its debtor. You killed someone, so of course you will suffer retribution, but the time hasn’t come yet.” Song Mian smiled mysteriously. “Not only you, but also your brother and sister. You are all deeply sinful people, and you will all suffer bloodshed at midnight tonight!”
Song Mian was taking every word she uttered far too seriously.
Song Mian had a baby face, with round eyes, a small and delicate nose, and rosy lips, which made her look sweet and cute.
Yet it was this very Song Mian who terrified Wang Dashan!
For some reason, he felt a strong sense of fear when he looked at the little girl in front of him.
"Brother, is what she said true or false? I'm a little scared." Wang Dashan approached Wang Qin and Wang Cuiyin with trepidation.
Wang Qin glanced at Wang Dashan with utter disdain, while Wang Cuiying, standing beside him, raised her hand and slapped him across the face: "I think you've got nothing better to do than believe in such nonsense? If there really were such a thing as retribution, we would have been dead long ago!"
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