Chapter 25 Children, Don’t Walk Around at Night
The trash can gave off a greasy and foul smell, as if kitchen garbage had been piled up for a while and then slop was poured into it and mixed together.
The green trash can was half a person's height, and Xiong Peihan was hiding behind it.
At this time, Xiong Peihan had disappeared and the surroundings were silent.
The palm of his hand was slightly warm, and the crimson bone was flashing with a faint red light.
Yu Qing turned around, his eyes filled with cold murderous intent.
"Sister, I can't find my parents. Can you help me find them?"
A little girl about eight or nine years old appeared behind her at some point, tilting her head and looking at her with a pair of big watery eyes.
The little girl was wearing a festive red cotton coat, red cloth hiking shoes, and a Nezha hairstyle. Little red bells were hanging in her hair, jingling as they moved in the wind.
Purely cute.
She stretched out a tender little white hand like a child who knew nothing about the world.
Anyone would think in their heart that if they rejected her, she probably wouldn't be angry.
Yu Qing pondered in silence. The little girl raised the corner of her mouth slightly, smiled sweetly and repeated what she had just said.
If you look closely, you will find that her smiling eyes are actually full of coldness and ruthlessness.
Yu Qing shifted his gaze and looked at the causal lines on the little girl's body, which had become somewhat darker.
"Sister, I can't find my parents. Can you help me find them?"
"Sister, I can't find—"
The cold voice continued to ring out.
After a long time, Yu Qing finally responded. She reached out and took the little girl's hand, which was still in mid-air. "Okay, I'll take you to find it."
"Thank you, sister." The little girl's smile widened.
The quiet and dark path disappeared silently, leaving only a straight street on the way.
A row of eternal lanterns were hung on the wooden houses on both sides of the street, illuminating the road ahead.
The eternal lamps are of different colors, some are slightly yellow, some are black, and there are a few pure white ones, and the candles inside are burning endlessly.
The boots hit the ground, making a light sound of footsteps, "da da da, da"...
Covering up the crisp sound of bells colliding.
Passing by several familiar shops again, Yu Qing turned his crimson bone and said nonchalantly, "Little boy, don't wander around at night, otherwise you'll easily run into bad guys like you did now."
She seemed not to notice anything unusual.
The little girl nodded and glanced at the brush in her hand. She felt an unknown fear and looked ahead fearfully, no longer looking around.
"Can you tell me about yourself?"
The little girl closed her eyes and said in a cold voice: "Why do you know this?"
Yu Qing suddenly stopped and looked down at her with a smile on his face. "Curious."
Did I learn that smile from her...
The little girl bit her lip, stared at her for several seconds, and asked instead of answering, "Sister, aren't you going to take me to find Mom and Dad?"
"Looking for you," Yu Qing said, "but I'm more curious about how you got lost. There's still a long way to go, which is very boring for me."
The warm light from the eternal lamp enveloped half of her body. The little girl couldn't make out her expression, wondering if she was smiling or...
mercy?
Who are you pitying, her?
The little girl looked away in panic and subconsciously pulled Yu Qing's hand tightly, but she couldn't move it at all.
She was silent for a moment.
"My name is Xia Xia..."
Now walking towards the destination again, Xia Xia breathed a sigh of relief, almost imperceptibly.
"I was born in a small mountain village. Although it was poor and transportation was inconvenient, the scenery was beautiful: blue sky and white clouds, golden rice fields, and the air was filled with the fragrance of plants and trees."
When Xia Xia was seven years old, she had just finished kindergarten and was going to elementary school after the summer vacation. The education in the village was relatively backward, so she had to go to school in town.
There were no cement roads at that time, and dirt roads were common. Occasionally, there would be a heavy rain and the roads would be impassable, but she insisted on walking to school alone every day.
The fields and livestock at home needed someone to take care of them, and her parents had no time to pick her up. So the young Xia Xia finished half a semester of first grade alone until she turned eight.
School started, and the roads were covered with snow, making them very slippery. Because school had just started, she wore the new clothes her mother had made for her during the Chinese New Year.
Xia Xia was braving the cold wind and was about to reach the town when she accidentally slipped and rolled down the hillside. When she woke up again, it was already dark.
"I was here when I woke up. I happened to see my sister. I didn't wander around. I was injured, so I couldn't find my parents."
When Xia Xia said this, there was a hint of sadness and regret on her face.
"Really?" Yu Qing said coldly.
Her clothes were clean, without any dirt or signs of injury.
Regardless of whether the person who fell off the cliff survived, the way he was dressed did not look like someone who had rolled down the mountain.
"Sister, don't you believe me?" Xia Xia said sadly, "I won't lie."
"I believe it."
You ghost!
A lot of nonsense.
Xia Xia suddenly paused, turned her head and looked at Yu Qing with a strange smile: "But I think my sister is lying."
…
Cheng'an Baozi Shop has two eternally burning lamps hanging at the door.
Behind the wooden door, there were several kitchen knives on the table, next to which were moldy and smelly dough balls. The buns in the steamer were also covered with dust, moldy and spoiled.
In the small courtyard near the house, a huge figure held a knife in one hand and a human-shaped object in the other hand. He pushed open the gate and skillfully tied up the person he had just dragged in with a rope.
There are more than a dozen lanterns hanging here, and the lights of different colors illuminate the face of the person on the ground, who is none other than Xiong Peihan.
He closed his eyes tightly and fell into a coma, with marks of dragging on his back.
One meter away from him, a pit the size of an adult was dug in the ground. The person inside was struggling to climb out, occasionally letting out a few shrill screams.
Until he completely climbed out of the pit, his blood soaked the soil into dark red, his body was in excruciating pain, and the man lying on the ground was trembling all over.
The sound of panting was gradually approaching.
He looked up in horror, enduring the severe pain and using his hands to crawl. He saw the pit out of the corner of his eye, his pupils trembled, and fear spread in his heart.
Besides his blood, there was also a perfect human skin in the pit.
He lowered his head in despair and saw that his body was covered in blood, with blood flowing out and seeping into the soil.
Suddenly, his right foot was grabbed by a big hand and dragged into the abyss.
There was a deathly silence in his eyes, and he gave up struggling.
…
Yu Qing looked into Xia Xia's eyes.
Their eyes met and they stared at each other for two seconds.
"So what if I lied?"
Xia Xia's pupils dilated, as if she couldn't believe it, "You, how could you lie to me!"
She let go of Yu Qing's hand and took a few steps back angrily. Behind her, there was a plaque that read "Cheng'an Baozi Shop".
After all these years, this is the first time someone dares to lie to her!
Xia Xia clenched her fists, and earth-shaking changes took place in her body.
The snow-white skin gradually faded, and the bright red color dyed the entire body. The dark pupils sunken in, and the small mouth on the flesh opened and closed, which was extremely weird.
(End of this chapter)
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