The sound of the drums sounded freely in the secret room, each sound stronger than the other, as if it contained the righteousness of heaven and earth, and was like the roar of thunder from the sky.
Immediately, three precious mirrors emerged from the aura of the Earth Official Statue.
The mirror is made of bronze, and the engraved patterns are simple but shapeless. If you look closely, you can see that there are still a few cracks in the mirror, which seems to tell the vicissitudes of the mirror.
"Could it be that this mirror is the underworld knocking on the heart?"
In doubt, Kongsang touched the mirror on the left.
Like ripples on water, the mirror began to reflect familiar pictures.
The picture shows an orphanage. It doesn't look big, and it can even be described as dilapidated.
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The rusty iron door looked crumbling, and the damaged ground was covered with weeds that had not been repaired. There was only one house, which seemed to be quite large, but cracks appeared on the outer wall.
Even so, there was still some laughter.
A dozen children of different ages were playing with a worn-out leather ball. The children seemed to be wearing clothes that had been worn by others.
This scene seemed a little warm, but one child seemed out of place.
He sat alone under the only remaining big tree in the orphanage. The big tree had long since lost its dense branches and leaves, and the dry and decaying branches seemed to indicate that the vitality of this orphanage was gradually declining.
The child seemed to be only six or seven years old.
His eyes were dull, and he was writing and drawing with his head down dully.
The drawing board and colored crayons in his hands were given to him by the director a few days ago. In this orphanage, every child has a chance to receive gifts once a year.
The dean saw that he was not very gregarious, so he gave him a drawing board and crayons to pass the time.
Seeing this, Kong Sang fell silent, with a trace of nostalgia, a trace of unwillingness, a trace of resentment, and even a trace of fear in his eyes.
The child holding the paintbrush in this picture is naturally him.
Kong Sang no longer looked at the memory fragments that kept appearing in the mirror, because he didn't want to remember many childhood things so clearly.
It took me so many years to finally get out of it, how could I possibly go through it again now?
In my impression, before he was eight years old, his life was pretty good. Although he was not gregarious and a bit withdrawn, the children actually got along well with each other. The kind dean also took good care of him.
Although life is hard, it is still happy.
But when he was eight years old, the dean passed away.
I don’t know where the new dean came from.
The new dean confiscated the children's toys, confiscated the gifts given by members of the public, canceled the meat meal that was only given once every half month, and the ten-yuan red envelope that the children cherished for the New Year.
The children were silent and no longer laughed happily.
Moreover, the new dean seemed to have done something. Some children who looked stronger began to be taken out in strange vans frequently, and at night, they would come back again.
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At first, the children who came back would sob quietly under the blankets covered with pudding.
Later, the sobbing stopped, and the eyes of the children who had been there became a little dazed. Even when other friends met them, they were like panicked little animals, trembling all over.
Gradually, almost all the children went out.
Some frequencies are very high, some frequencies are very low. Only Kong Sang doesn't know anything because he is too young.
Only once, when he accidentally met a friend, he faintly saw the pinholes under the collarbone.
At this point, he became fearful for no reason.
That day, he subconsciously looked up and saw the new dean standing in front of the second floor window with a smile on his face.
It was a smile that came from the heart. But that smile scared Kong Sang to tears.
Kong Sang didn’t know why he was crying. Soon, Kong Sang was also taken out.
When he was roughly restrained by several adults and a long and thick needle was inserted into his body, he still could not understand why he had to endure such pain. He could only watch his blood being drawn out and be stabbed motionlessly. Trapped there.
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The picture in the mirror made Kong Sang in the secret room tremble all over. He subconsciously hugged his arms, tears fell down his cheeks and fell into his collar, but he refused to let out a cry.
He deeply remembered that the first time he was sent back after having his blood drawn, he couldn't help crying at the door, and then he was whipped three times by the new dean!
Later, some children disappeared and they never came back.
The dean told the new children, who didn't know anything, that they were adopted.
But the few remaining children who were with Kongsang all knew that they were free.
Excessive pain and extreme torture caused this group of children to become numb, begin to mature prematurely, and begin to collapse.
Finally, the children's resistance began.
A teenage boy quietly called out to all the children they had taken out, and the young one announced from under the covers that they were going to attack the new dean together.
Kongsang thought carefully about how brave and brave the kid who first picked up the kitchen knife and led them into the dean's room at that time was. He seemed to be everyone's hero.
However, the consequences of heroes are tragic.
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Even if a child has a knife, how can he be an opponent of an adult?
The leading child was quickly subdued and forced to lie on the ground with his hands twisted by the adults.
As if knowing that the outcome was irreversible, the older child suddenly shouted: "Kong Sang, run!"
The childish and trembling voice reminded Kong Sang, the only one present who did not dare to pick up a weapon and only dared to follow behind them.
Kong Sang was so frightened that he collapsed on the ground and peed his pants.
When the new dean saw this, he suddenly showed a devilish smile.
He picked up the kitchen knife that fell on the ground and slowly walked towards Kong Sang.
"Kong Sang, do you want to live a more comfortable life?"
Kong Sang raised his head and stared helplessly at the new dean with fearful eyes.
But he saw the other party hand him the cold kitchen knife.
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"As long as you kill him, you don't have to go out anymore, and you won't have your blood drawn again. How about that?"
Devilish words and devilish choices lingered in Kongsang's mind like a curse.
He was pushed by the new dean in front of the older child, who struggled weakly. A pair of clear eyes stared at Kongsang.
Kong Sang looked around helplessly and stood there blankly.
"Kong Sang, don't you want to be a good boy?" The new dean knelt down and touched Kong Sang's shoulder: "Just one, just one, that's all."
Looking back now, Kong Sang knows that no matter what he chose at the beginning, the outcome was actually destined.
Under such an unsightly trade in human blood, how could the new dean spare a living person or a tool for making money?
But the children are very simple, or in other words, they are already desperate and think that even if one of them is alive, it will be fine!
The older children don’t know where they get their strength.
Or perhaps at the signal of the new dean, the staff restraining him loosened slightly.
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The older kid actually bumped into him,
Blood splashed all over Kong Sang's clothes and face at this moment. The warm and sticky feeling made Kong Sang stupid.
The eldest child lying in a pool of blood had eyes full of prayer, as if he was begging the new dean to keep his promise.
"Hahaha...hahahaha!"
The new director's maniacal laughter covered up the cries of all the children.
In the end, the older children were dealt with.
After that night, the children's souls seemed to be broken. All the children turned into numb puppets. Gradually, no one familiar came back.
Kongsang became the oldest child in the orphanage. This year, he was eleven years old.
On New Year's Eve of that year, he was taken out again. Feeling his weakness, he thought to himself that maybe this was the last time he came out.
On the cold folding bed, Kong Sang looked up at the ceiling, at the cold light, and at the blood being drawn out of his body bit by bit.
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His consciousness began to blur, and an indescribable fatigue and deep sleepiness came to his mind.
It seems that... it's okay to just sleep like this.
I don’t know how long it took, but I heard some noisy, clashing and fighting sounds.
He seemed to be picked up by someone. When he woke up again, he was already lying in the hospital.
"Woo...Woo..."
The empty sang in the secret room cried so hard that his eyes hurt, and the words he squeezed out seemed to be praying and whining:
"Please, don't let go anymore. No more... no more..."
Suddenly, a sigh came.
There seemed to be love and pity in that sigh. A warm feeling, as if a big hand was gently stroking the top of his head.
"Do you regret it?"
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An old voice of inquiry rang out.
Kong Sang still lowered his head and cried, and could only nod his head heavily.
"Why?"
Kong Sang didn't want to speak at all, he no longer wanted to pay attention to this damn Yinsi Kouxin.
This kind of tearing away the darkest and most desperate pain from the wound that has finally scabbed away, making it impossible for you to even escape, forcefully showed it to you again.
But his mouth seemed to be out of control, and he revealed the answer he had asked himself countless times in his heart: "I...if I ran away...maybe he..."
.Maybe he'll just keep being taken out and he... he'll live for a while."
It took Kongsang a long time in the hospital before he finally returned to his normal mental state.
Then, he started school in a new welfare institution. The new institution was warm and his life was very comfortable. He could have enough food, meat, and new clothes to wear.
But he still didn't want to talk much. He put all his time and energy into studying.
In the end, he even crossed several levels and made up for the time he had lost previously.
He still didn't dare to stop, because he was afraid that after he stopped, he couldn't help but think about the children at that time, he was the most useless, why all of them had to protect him.
Was it just because he was the youngest at the time? He didn't know.
All he knew was that he didn't deserve to be saved by that big boy.
Why should you believe what the devil said! Why should you pounce on yourself? Why should you make the decision for yourself!
Why?!
"Do you hate it?"
Wiping the blood from the wound at the corner of his mouth, the anger and sorrow in his heart finally burst out at this moment.
"Shouldn't I hate such a beast?!"
Kong Sang seemed to have lost control at this moment. He grabbed the mirror and threw it to the ground.
The mirror surface was shattered at this moment, and the picture was lost.
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"Huh...huh..." Kong Sang opened the other two mirrors with a slap, and stared at the emperor in the shrine with burning eyes: "Buddhism and Taoism talk about cause and effect, and talk about kindness.
Evil, but in the end, what’s wrong with the children!”
"Why can a devil who does such a heartless thing enjoy it!"
"Why do those children have to watch their own death in despair? Aren't you a god?"
"Answer me! Answer me!"
As he said that, Kong Sang actually grabbed the statue of the Earth Official and smashed it to the ground. At this moment, he no longer had any scruples. The inner barrier he had finally built up, the past he had finally forgotten, why should he let himself think about it?
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The statue was also broken into pieces, but Kongsang was not able to leave the secret room.
"Asshole, let me out! Let me out!"
What he responded to was another sigh and a question.
But this question shocked Kongsang and he stood there stiffly.