Uncle Hui couldn't help but belched. The smell of bad breath suddenly filled the whole room. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes. Xiaoxuan puffed up her cheeks and did not dare to say a word.
This kind of bad breath is much stronger than foot odor and body odor. It can really kill people. We all hold back and say nothing because we are afraid of being rude and offending others.
The lights in the room were dim, and Achun was lying on the bed twisting slightly in pain. Her hands and feet were tied, and her ears and nose were... I'm embarrassed to say more, but I don't want to avoid medical treatment, so it's acceptable.
Uncle Hui smoked a cigarette and kept glancing at the clock hanging on the wall.
The second hand keeps ticking, and I can hear it very clearly late at night.
"Dang! Dang! Dang!"
On the hour, twelve o'clock.
Uncle Hui threw away the cigarette and took out a "bamboo clip" from his bag.
This bamboo clamp looks old, is heavily coated, has a thin rope on each end, and looks like an ancient hand-clamping instrument of torture.
His voice was clear and clear, and he suddenly read loudly: "Huang Chun'er, today is the day of your death. Your soul is on the bedside, and your body is standing on the west side of the bed. Today is the third day of the twelfth lunar month, old man, I will kill you with poison, and you will be responsible afterwards."
Offer me melons, fruits, vegetables, pigs, cattle, sheep, and dogs in return for the great Buddha.”
Mr. Zhao clicked his tongue and said, "It's too late. Let's start quickly. Don't make this old incision."
Uncle Hui was unhappy and said, "That won't work! Incisions are unavoidable. This is a rule given by our ancestors. Without this set of incisions, my ancestors would have starved to death on the streets. How would I be where I am today?"
ah."
Mr. Zhao was helpless and said it was up to you, we all respect the rules of your family.
Uncle Gray nodded with satisfaction. He lifted up the quilt, grabbed Achun's ankles, and roughly dragged Achun to the bed. Then he used bamboo clamps to clamp the soles of Achun's feet.
He turned around and ordered: "Pull the rope."
Bean sprouts and I started to pull the rope, and he frowned and said, "If you use force, you have to block the blood flow. It's not possible if you don't have enough strength."
I gritted my teeth and pulled the rope hard, and so did the bean sprouts.
Ah Chun murmured in pain.
Uncle Hui pinched Achun's mouth open and pricked a certain part of his upper jaw twice with a pin. It should have caused blood.
Then he kept staring at Achun's face for several minutes.
Suddenly, as if he saw something on Achun's face, he immediately leaned down and kissed Achun mouth to mouth without hesitation.
Ah Chun's eyes widened instantly! He looked at Uncle Gray in fear.
We've all seen it.
It wasn't the normal light kiss between lovers. Uncle Hui's cheeks kept shrinking, as if he was trying his best to suck something into his mouth.
Ah Chun grasped the sheets tightly with both hands, as if he wanted to tear the sheets apart.
After more than ten seconds, Uncle Gray slowly let go of his mouth.
Just hear a pop.
He knelt directly on the ground!
"Hui...Uncle Hui! Your face...!"
Uncle Hui knelt on the ground and closed his mouth tightly. You could hear the crunching sound of his teeth. His face turned from rosy before to blue-black in an instant! It was very strange.
He stretched out his hand to signal us all to stop talking.
I saw Uncle Hui slowly lying down on the ground. He lifted up his shirt and pressed an unknown acupuncture point on his stomach with his thumb.
"call....."
He opened his mouth and slowly exhaled a breath of white air.
It's not that cold indoors, and we would never see this kind of white air when we breathe normally.
I saw that his belly was like a rubber ball. With deliberately controlled exhalations and inhalations, it kept shrinking, swelling, swelling, and shrinking again.
This process lasted for more than ten minutes, and the black and blue color on Uncle Gray's face slowly faded, returning to a normal rosy look.