At the police station, Fuchen asked and answered whatever he asked.
When asked to bandage, Fuchen resisted, grabbing the small wooden sign and staying away.
A policeman passing by stared at the small wooden sign in her hand and remained silent.
The police and Fuchen chased each other until Fuchen heard Axi yelling, "Go! Bandage your hands!"
Fuchen looked at the wooden sign, and most of it had been soaked in blood and had been absorbed.
Then he put down the wooden sign and handed it to the policeman for disinfection and bandage.
"There are a lot of secrets," the policeman said with a smile.
Because there is a recording, the police understand what happened much faster.
Whatever you ask, Fuchen answers, clearly organized and very cooperative.
By the time the male owner of 604 (the father on the household register) came to pick up Fuchen, Fuchen had nothing to do and was sitting at the door of the police station quietly eating various snacks given by his uncles.
The 604 man signed and returned to the community with Fuchen.
When he saw the door of the community again, Fuchen still resisted. He took two steps back, shook the man's hand away, and shook his head in rejection.
Axi appeared and patted the man on the shoulder, "Thank you. I'll do it."
When he saw Axi again, Fuchen looked away and did not want to see anyone.
When Axi saw the little man with his head lowered, he said nothing and called Xue's father, "Can you pick up Fuchen? I'm staying at your place these days. Well, it's at the gate of the community."
After processing, Axi disappeared and returned to the small wooden sign.
Fuchen held the small wooden sign with mixed emotions.
Xue's father went downstairs and saw Fuchen alone. He looked around and didn't see Axi. He was confused. He didn't ask any more questions and took him back to his home.
It was past dinner time. Xue's father made some milk powder for Fuchen and asked her to sleep with An An.
Two people were in the room, one was in a daze and the other was painting, both of them were very quiet.
Ash appears.
Xue's father was not surprised when he saw it, and asked, "Is it still about the kindergarten?"
Axi shook his head, "Fuchen was planted with a talisman, and he can see some things."
"What?" Xue's father asked.
Axi was silent for a moment and sighed, "The picture of me killing people."
Father Xue: "..."
After half the payment, Xue’s father answered, “There will be a reaction.”
"She's resisting me now."
"What are you going to do with it? Leave it here forever?"
Axi shook his head, "Having nightmares all the time is too harmful." It was still a limited-edition picture, which had a great impact on Xiao Fuchen's body and mind.
Staring at Xue's father, Axi's eyes were firm, "I want to use your house for An'an."
Father Xue’s intuition was wrong.
"An'an's blood can wash away the ink on the talisman." Axi said lightly and stared at Xue's father.
"Fuck! No!" Xue's father reacted extremely, waving his hands repeatedly, taking two steps back and emphasizing, "Nothing will work."
The sound was so loud that the two little people in the room came out to watch the fun.
An An held the picture book and looked at her father.
Fuchen followed behind and stared.
Axi glanced at the two children and said, "If I don't go now, Fuchen won't dare to sleep. There's not a lot of blood, just nine drops is enough."
This move is tantamount to using a child to oppress Xue's father.
"No! Definitely not!" Father Xue disagreed.
Hearing this, An An looked at Fuchen, trotted over and stood in front of Axi, "I do."
"You want it or not." Xue's father pulled him back and protested.
Fuchen looked at it calmly, as if it was not his own business.
"Dad." An An raised her head and said seriously to Xue's father, "I like Sister Fuchen. If she is not happy, I am not happy either."
Children are always like this. If they are emotional, they will come as they say.
You can suspect that they are ignorant, but you cannot doubt the sincerity of their feelings.
Father Xue pursed his lips and stared into An An's eyes. His eyes were always as innocent and moist as a rabbit's, wanting to protect him.
Looking to Fuchen aside, she had a cold expression and indifferent eyes, almost exactly like her father.
"Daddy." An An's soft voice begged.
Axi stood aside and watched silently.
Father Xue sighed and said, "Is there no danger?"
Axi shook his head, "There is no danger."
"Really just nine drops?"
"enough."
Dad Xue was helpless, okay. He might need help from his family in the future.
Axi asked Fuchen to sit on the sofa and took off his shirt.
The small, yet undeveloped body is no different from that of a boy.
She is thin, doesn't like to eat, and her ribs can be seen under the skin.
"Too thin." Xue's father commented.
Axi remained indifferent, grabbed An An's index finger, made a cut with a knife, and held it against his chest.
A golden light immediately bloomed from his chest.
"Uh-huh." Fuchen made a sound in pain, and couldn't help but move forward to push Axi away.
Axi held down Fuchen with one hand and pushed him back.
Xue's father helped, controlling Fuchen's hands to prevent him from causing trouble.
Axi grabbed An An's hand and moved along the ink on the talisman. The blood penetrated the skin and entered the talisman paper, and the golden ink turned red.
Every move of the fingers is like a sharp knife disturbing the soul.
Brain-exploding pain.
"Uh-huh." Fuchen closed his eyes, bit his lip, and his body was trembling.
"Bear it." Axi said, holding his fingers and pushing hard to the end.
"Ahhhhhh-" Fuchen couldn't bear the pain, swung his body to escape, screamed, and struggled away from Xue's father's arm.
The body moved suddenly, and his fingers traced down to the right abdomen, wasting a bloody trace.
"Hold it!" Axi snapped.
Looking at An An again, his face was pale, and it was obviously not as simple as blood loss.
"You damn ghost! I'm going to fuck you!" Father Xue couldn't help but yell.
But now that ninety steps have been taken, it is impossible to give up the last ten steps.
All we can do is keep doing it!
Father Xue knelt on the sofa, holding down Fu Chen who was struggling fiercely with both hands.
Axi grabbed An An's hand and finished the last stroke.
"Ah ah ah -" Fu Chen swung violently in pain, but was pushed down on the sofa by Xue's father. His upper body couldn't move, and his lower body kicked around regardless.
"Okay." Axi pushed An An away to avoid being kicked by Fuchen's feet.
"Really?" Father Xue asked. As soon as he removed his hand, Fuchen, who was lying down, suddenly sat up and grabbed his chest with both hands, as if he wanted to dig out the flesh and blood inside, leaving a trail of blood marks.
Dad Xue covered his nose and cursed again, "Fuck", he was bleeding.
The little girl is so strong.
Today, both father and son suffered heavy bleeding.
Axi took her hand and sent her some yin energy.
Fu Chen, who was stung by the strong yang energy, was like fire meeting ice. The discomfort of being eaten by ants finally eased a little. He put down his hands and lay down softly on the ground.
The living room is finally quieter.
Father Xue looked at An An, who was holding his bleeding finger and staring at Fuchen. Feeling his father's gaze, An An raised his head and stared at him.
It should be no big deal.
Only then did Xue's father resist his desire to kill Axi.
Axi hugged the weak Fuchen and told Xue's father, "These days, just take An'an to eat more blood-rich foods, bask in the sun more, and go to crowded places to recuperate her."
Father Xue rolled his eyes and had a bad look on him. He took An An to bandage the wound.
The opening was not big, just a few millimeters. It was because of constant squeezing that the hair on my fingers turned white. It didn't bleed much if I didn't cover it.
Dad Xue disinfected it and put a waterproof band-aid on it and it was fine. He was thinking about making some pig blood soup tomorrow to replenish his body.
