"Good man, please help me!" The woman had already shed tears, her voice was blocked by the whimper in her throat, her hands were red, desperate and helpless.
However, the deducers of the Dark Star Guild are very vigilant. When they encounter such a thing, they will be like a turtle huddled in a shell.
Women still can't open the door of "indifferent".
She knelt down weakly, hugging the child and crying in tears.
This is the most real powerlessness of a mother when she cannot protect her children. No matter what kind of existence a woman is, what kind of memories she has when she moves after twelve o'clock. In short, at this moment, Yu Xing could feel that the emotions she showed were real.
It's so strange...
Is this a "person" after cognition is distorted? She won't think about why she hasn't seen the day for a long time, but will only do what she wants to do according to her deepest obsession.
But.
Yu Xing sighed.
Even though the woman's anxiousness was so real, he could only hear a breath in the woman.
The disordered breathing became increasingly unruly as the woman cried and shouted, but the baby in the cradle was quiet.
The baby was not breathing at all.
Another invisible branch penetrated into the corridor and slowly approached the woman's arms.
The swaddle clothes are indeed a bit thin and the enclosure is quite messy. It can be seen that the baby cannot receive too fine care, but the woman has tried her best.
The woman pressed her fingers tightly behind the cradle, wrapping the child in her arms like a treasure. If a calm and normal person stood beside her, she would find that she was holding the child too tightly.
The child's face was stuffed in her chest and there was no room for breathing.
【This child has been dead for a long time.】
The consciousness on the branches was transmitted back to Yu Xing's mind.
[I don't know if it was suffocated by his mother or frozen to death, because his body is really cold.]
The branches touched the baby's corpse through a circumference, touching the coldness that originated from the soul.
The poor woman didn't know that her child was dead, and she was still begging others to give something that would warm the child.
——At first glance, it looks like this.
The branches touched the woman's head again, and after a while, they shook back, and the branches shook.
[She is crazy, her taste is crazy, she feels that her child is not dead yet, but there is no meaning at all!]
【She will do bad things about this!】
【Can you eat it?】
"...No." Yu Xing replied silently in his heart.
The branches he controls always feel hungry, but he has confirmed that this hunger does not have to be satisfied, just like he wanted to drink blood when he was in chaos, even if he didn't drink it, he had nothing to do.
That was just the chaotic will on the tongue, and it was greedy and could not starve to death.
On the contrary, if he does not restrain the branches well and allows them to "eat" all kinds of strange things, his own consciousness will definitely be affected and polluted. It is unknown whether he will control the branches or the branches will control him.
He changed into a quieter and lazy branch and pushed the branch that was yelling to eat the woman back to another dimension.
Just then, a door opened a crack.
The woman suddenly turned her head and saw a pity-conscious eye in the crack of the door.
Yu Xing listened in the room with a real listen. The child on the other side opened the door.
The child was only in his early teens and listened to him for a long time in the room, but finally couldn't help it.
"You..." The child was a little timid. The clothes he wore were not very thick. The exposed skin was covered with frostbite and cracks, and his little face was chubby, with baby fat remaining.
Even in this case, he felt compassion for the woman, stretched out his hand through the crack of the door, and pinched a piece of cloth that had been torn from somewhere in his hand.
"This is for you, you give it to your little brother, uh, it's still a little sister... wrap it up..."
A light burst out in the woman's eyes instantly.
She rushed over, snatched the damage from the child's hand, wrapped the swaddle in her arms a thicker layer, and murmured to the baby happily: "Baby, is the baby warm? Baby, don't cry, we can definitely hold on, say thank you brother? Oh, mom, I forgot that you can't speak yet, be good baby."
She coaxed her for a while with tears in her smile, turned to the child behind the crack in the door and said, "Thank you, thank you so much..."
The child was at a loss when facing this kind of thanks. At the same time, he gradually relaxed because of the woman's tenderness towards the child.
The crack in the door was pushed a little bigger without realizing it, and the child stuttered: "No, it doesn't matter. If the baby can survive, what I did is nothing..."
The woman wiped her tears and let out a sound: "It's my little brother, my child is a boy. I'll thank you for him. Really, if it weren't for you, my child would really want..."
The child pinched the corners of his clothes restrainedly, but couldn't bear the thanks. He changed the topic: "I'm so good, I haven't cried yet."
The woman's face froze, as if she only remembered something when she heard this sentence.
She lowered her head and whispered: "Baby is so good. She knows that she won't cause trouble for her mother, so she won't cry..."
"Baby, why don't you cry?"
The baby in the swaddled clothes had no response, and his face was half-covered by the cloth wrapped around it, and he was too "behaved" and was too quiet.
The woman's eyes gradually widened, and she randomly pulled the cloth in front of the baby.
The baby's blue-purple face was exposed to the cold air.
The fat little baby's face and lips were purple, his eyes were closed, and there were frozen cracked skin on his clamps. The flesh on his face was inelastic and hard.
The child beside him screamed in horror when he saw this scene. For the child who had not seen many things, the little brother who was about to freeze to death and the body that had already frozen to death were completely different.
He couldn't even tell the difference between freezing and suffocating, but he was instinctively afraid of death.
The woman was awakened by the scream.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! She suddenly covered the baby's face, her eyes were filled with confusion and hopeless fear, her whole body was trembling, and her hands burst out with blue veins.
"Baby……"
"Baby, why are you... why don't you cry?"
"It must be because of the cold. Yes, you must be frozen. You are very scared, don't be afraid, mom is here, you are just frozen, mom will find you something warm, you are waiting for mom, waiting for mom..."
The child behind the crack in the door calmed down and felt even more pitiful. He tried to comfort the woman: "Well, you have done a lot for him-ah!"
The child was pulled out from behind the crack in the door by a woman and fell to the ground. The woman's eyes faintly showed madness, and she still repeated words like "Baby, don't be afraid, wait for mother" in her mouth. She first put the swaddle on the ground beside her, and then crawled over to hold down the surprised child.
"What are you doing!"
"Let me go, let me go!"
The child realized the danger and punched the woman who pressed him, but the woman seemed to be unable to feel the pain and tore the child's clothes: "A little more, more more will not be cold..."
"Your son is dead! Why are you doing? This is my clothes!" The child burst into tears. He had been struggling to give a piece of cloth to the woman for a long time before he made up his mind. If the clothes were taken away, he would freeze to death!
Too cold.
It's really...too cold.
The child struggled violently, and he pushed the woman's hand with both hands: "Your son is dead! Help! Kill someone!"
"My son is not dead!" The woman roared and suddenly grabbed the child's neck, "Who do you curse! No one can hurt my baby!"
The child widened his eyes, and the squeezing feeling from his neck made his bones start to moan overwhelmed, his breathing was blocked, and the suffocation made him roll his eyes.
His strength is still too small, with thin arms and legs. Compared with an adult woman, especially an adult woman who has fallen into madness, the strength of resistance is too insignificant.
The child soon disappeared.
The woman was wearing a rough dress, took off all the clothes on the child, pulled off her sweater, and turned her head and held the clothes in front of the baby's body as if she was holding the treasure she had finally found.
"Baby, look, such thick clothes can warm you up! Mom will help you put them on, okay?"
She dug out the baby's body from the messy swaddle clothes. The ten-year-old's clothes were too huge on the baby. The woman wrapped the extra corners of the baby and raised the baby high with a flushed face: "Baby, what do you think?"
"Baby, can you make some noises? Are you hungry? Or is it cold? Tell your mother, have you learned to call her mother?"
The woman kept chattering, and the baby who had been dead for a long time was still silent.
She gradually calmed down from the chaos.
Looking at the baby's stiff limbs, the string I deceived had reached its extreme and could not hold on anymore and broke instantly.
She finally realized that the child was really dead.
After realizing it, the woman turned her head little by little and looked at the innocent child who was lying on the floor... who had just been strangled to death by her.
She cried loudly.
Tears gradually fainted into deep colors, the transparent liquid turned dark red, and blood and tears flowed, forming a pool of blood on the ground at an extremely strange speed.
The woman knelt in a pool of blood, and the smell of blood spread around her, which was stronger than usual, and rushed straight into the nasal cavity.
Yu Xing was not spared. When he smelled the bloody smell, his body began to stiffen. The ice bits first condensed on his hair and eyebrows, and then gradually covered the surface of his skin.
He lay on the bed, like in an ice coffin.
The flexion of the joints became difficult to do, and the whole body was as stiff as a corpse.
The extreme cold spread to the nerve endings. Yu Xing experienced the impact brought by the woman outside the door and quickly judged the essence of the impact. He felt that it was almost done and he slowly exhaled.
The breath condensed into white mist in the air, and the cursed power in the body seemed to have met an annoying enemy, spontaneously condensed and rushed under the surface of the body. Wherever it went, let alone ice chips, even the coldness disappeared completely as if it had never existed.
This is not real freezing, it is just the hallucination caused by the bloody smell on the brain, which makes the brain illusion that the body is about to become a corpse.
His body instantly regained his ability to move. With a thought, the branches extending to Zhang Yu's room stretched out from the ceiling and turned into entities, and he tried to move around to relieve the cold. As a result, his mind was also slow to be affected by the freezing, and Zhang Yu, who almost turned off the bed, tied up tightly.
"Ah!" Zhang Yu in the room was first startled by the sudden thick branches, and then realized that it was the same as the branches used by the captain when he killed mongooses outside the town.
He stopped struggling and was imprisoned.
It seemed not an illusion. Once he realized that the captain was coming, the cold feeling seemed to fade a lot and it was not that difficult to bear.
Anyway, even if the things outside are frozen into popsicles, the captain will not let it go, right?
On this side, Zhang Yu became honest, and Yu Xing focused on the corridor.
Like the problems faced by Zhang Yu, some people, even if they are awake under normal circumstances, will be slow to think when the ice falls, and they will have a false perception of about to die.
This leads to them that they may forget to lie down in bed.
You may not necessarily run out of bed, but you may sit up and fall off.
For example, the Dark Star member opposite him.
Zhitiao had already gone to the man's room to observe the situation.
Sensing the approaching death, the Dark Star members responded immediately, and a strange-looking bottle appeared in their hands, and a stream of resentment emerged from the broken bottle mouth.
The resentment circled in the air, transforming into transparent faces dragging their tails, trying to dispel the cold.
Yu Xing is the third perspective. This time, he clearly saw that neither the Dark Star member nor the Zhang Yu just now had any trace of freezing.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! But the person involved has been blinded by fantasy, and the members of the Dark Star seem to be troubled by ice. The resentment condensed on his right arm, which was temporarily moving freely. He took the opportunity to slapped his legs with a palm, as if he wanted to smash the ice layer.
It was obvious that the force of this palm was completely without the so-called ice barrier and was applied to his body.
The power of mercy brought the sound of bone shattering, causing Dark Star members to exhale in pain. His dizzy head did not have time to process too much information. He arranged the priority and subconsciously sat up to check the injuries on his legs.
Just as he violated the behavior of "lying down", a fluctuation in his room came from his room.
When the space is stable, people often don’t notice anything. Only when something that originally thought was normal was broken will people be surprised to find that there was such a layer of things before this.
Yu Xing took advantage of the experience of the Dark Star members and saw the barrier shrouded in the other party's room.
The invisible barrier melted with the fluctuations at this moment, and the pool of blood in the corridor became wider and wider, like a wild dog that smelled the smell, suddenly flowing into the cracks of the dark star member's door like crazy.
First, it flowed into a pool of tentatively, and found that there was no obstacle. The pool of blood suddenly became active and bubbles appeared. The members of the Dark Star, who had been trapped, seemed to be unable to see the blood that penetrated into his room, and let the blood flow under his bed, climbing up the rock little by little.
The resentment circling in the air screamed in a hurry, but couldn't wake up the master who was sitting on the bed with his legs in his arms, his eyes empty.
Soon, blood climbed up to the body of the Dark Star members.
Yu Xing's branches had already avoided it, and changed from crawling along the ground to winding around the ceiling. Yu Xing saw from a downward perspective that the members of the Dark Star were silently covered into a bloody man.
After a while, the other party began to collapse.
The skin of Dark Star members slowly dissolved, and blood surging from their bodies rushed out of the skin cracks, and bones and meridians also turned into part of the blood.
All that is left is flesh and blood without any support, and it still maintains its human form.
Yu Xing recognized what this was at a glance.
——Flesh and blood ghost.
It is the kind of deducer who is not sure whether it is for snatching the ceremony dress or simply to kill the still alive deducer. In short, it is necessary to advance to adult skin ghosts, red-clothed ghost faces... flesh and blood ghost shadows.
Did those who violated the rules before have been alienated by this blood?
The members of the Dark Star were all flesh and blood, and the resentment summoned by him disappeared from his master. He changed his desire to protect his master and dissipated in the air excitedly and freely, not knowing where he ran.
The fuzzy flesh and blood slowly squirmed from the bed, found a corner of the room, squatted down, and piled up himself into a ball of rotten meat that was even more invisible to see.
"It's so cold..." The woman in the corridor murmured in blood.
In addition to the rooms and empty rooms where living people live, the blood is like entering a no-man's land, and closed doors are opened, and the "people" who cannot move before have walked out one after another.
With a lively expression, they looked at the woman and the corpses of two children, one big and one little boy beside them. They were first surprised and angry, and then subtly turned into desire.
"You actually killed a child, are you still human?" A short man with sting eyes screamed at the door of his room, "Look, this woman is crazy, she has killed someone! If she keeps her again, maybe she will do something else!"
"Oh my God, it's Xiao Yangyang." The short and fat girl covered her mouth with her frostbite hands, "Xiao Yangyang's parents are dead. He has been alone for so long. How can you bear it! How can you bear it!"
"Turn this woman out quickly!" More and more people responded to the call.
In ten rooms, more than ten people walked out, some of them looked like couples, some like brothers. They stood in a pool of blood without any awareness, and were gradually excited to control and rushed towards the woman.
The short and fat girl couldn't squeeze in front of her and could only shout: "Don't waste her clothes! Let me wear them! I'm the only woman!"
There was a louder voice in the crowd: "Fuck, can you wear her clothes? Fatty woman! Who cares about men's and women's clothing at this time? The quilt I got was the thinnest last time, so I should give it to me!"
In the chaos, the woman was taken off from the corridor without any concealment and was dragged away from the corridor with her hands in a daze.
This is probably what they call "exit".
The bodies of the two children who caused the anger of the crowd were lying aside without caring about it.
After quickly dividing up some of the poor clothes, people returned to their respective rooms with cursing and cursing. The wounds on their bodies were like victims, but the expressions on their faces were like demons.
The blood sank into the ground, without a trace, as if it had never appeared before.
The corridor became quiet again, and the branches watched the people return to the room, and at some point they stopped moving, and became like dummies again.
The child's body disappeared in the blink of an eye, and even the branches were not seen clearly.
The next second, "Xiao Yangyang" who was strangled to death by the woman appeared in his room again, holding a small piece of shattered newspapers in his hand.
Chapter completed!