"If I told you that in the past, I didn't like being cut into pieces by a thousand cuts because it was too time-consuming. But I really liked dismembering the body with five horses. Would you believe it?"
"It's a lot of trouble to cut the flesh and separate it from the bones. For most people, after one or two hundred cuts, their souls will be gone. How can they survive a thousand cuts? It's not fun at all."
Butcher Zhao was stunned.
He really felt that the mentally ill little girl in front of him might be... something really wrong with her brain.
In such a harsh environment, a wealthy daughter of her age would have cried and knelt down to beg for mercy, right?
She, she, she, what kind of weird reaction is this?
Butcher Zhao's eyes suddenly turned fierce, "What do you have to rely on?"
He suddenly stood up and turned his head to look around the ruined temple warily.
Could it be that there are some manpower lurking around?
The cold wind blew past, and in front of me was a half-collapsed Buddha statue. Its head was covered with cobwebs, and its compassionate eyes were looking at him coldly.
Butcher Zhao felt a little angry for no reason.
"Uncle Big Tou, aren't you scared?" Jiang Nai chuckled.
"Look, Buddha is looking at you with wide eyes. You were here before and took the lives of so many people. I have never seen you afraid of anything. Why are you so timid now?"
Butcher Zhao wiped his face, turned his head suddenly, and thought something strange in his heart, with a fierce look in his eyes, stared at Jiang Nai and shouted loudly, "You, how do you know?"
"How to know something."
"Stop pretending to be confused." Butcher Zhao could no longer pretend to be honest and simple, and walked towards Jiang Nai step by step with a knife, "How did you know that this is the place where I will finish them off."
"Hey." Jiang Nai sneered, "Is it difficult to guess?"
She pretended to sniff her little nose and said, "There is a corpse smell here, can't you smell it?"
The little guy stamped his feet, "There are a lot of people buried down here, right?"
Butcher Zhao's expression suddenly changed, "Who are you?"
So many officers and soldiers have searched hundreds of miles around the countryside. I don't know how many times they have searched this ruined temple.
No one has ever found a corpse hidden underground, so why would the little girl know about it?
It's so funny to talk about the smell of corpses.
He is a butcher, and what he is best at is handling the carcasses of pigs, dogs, cattle and sheep, and he can remove all the smell.
Apart from the musty smell of not seeing sunlight for many years, there was no smell in this ruined temple. He was very sure of it.
"I guess you never respect ghosts and gods."
"Haha, ghosts and gods, hahaha, hahahaha!" Butcher Zhao suddenly burst into heartbroken laughter.
Jiang Xiaonai pursed her lips, and a faint cold light shot out from her eyes, "Why are you laughing? Even if you don't respect ghosts and gods, you must respect the heaven and earth. You are so rebellious. No wonder you have lost your father, mother, wife, and son, and you are lonely and helpless.
All in one."
"What did you say?" Butcher Zhao raised his knife and shouted loudly, "What did you say? You say it again!"
"It's like this again and again. You were so mad that you killed your wife with a butcher's knife, and then your son accidentally fell into a puddle and died like that. Your father and mother were so angry that they died. In one month, you lost your parents, your spouse, and your son.
, and then...you become perverted."
Jiang Nai whispered the words "Perverted". Butcher Zhao's eyes were bloodshot and he stared at her fiercely with the butcher knife in his hand.