"Why are you here?" Ah Yang stared at the child on the ground with fierceness in his eyes.
While looking at the child on the ground, he looked around carefully, as if there was some danger around him.
"I, I don't know where this is, I can't find my home..." He Yidao looked aggrieved, and the tears in his eyes kept rolling in his eyes, as if they would fall in the next second.
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"You're lying!" Ah Yang sneered and continued: "There is only one family on this hill. How could a child like you appear here?"
"Even if I get lost, I won't go to other mountains!" Ah Yang touched the dagger on his waist.
He Yidao was so frightened that his face turned pale, and his big tears couldn't help but fall down. His wailing voice penetrated the silent forest, "Wow~~~ I don't know! I want my mother! I want my mother!"
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Ah Yang felt that the child in front of him was making a lot of noise when he cried, and because his partner was dead, he was already a little irritated, so he stared at the child with a pair of vicious eyes and said, "Don't cry!"
His expression was also somewhat ferocious.
He Yidao was so "scared" that he put away his tears, but his face still looked aggrieved but still filled with fear.
"Where does the baggage behind you come from?" Ah Yang continued to ask.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished saying this, he saw that the child in front of him was a little nervous, squeezing his eyes, and tears were about to fall again.
"Don't cry. If you dare to cry again, I will kill you!" Ah Yang threatened.
Ah Yang is indeed not a soft-hearted person, and these words are not just words, because He Yidao really felt a murderous intention from Ah Yang.
He Yidao had no choice but to hold back the tears in his eyes, "Yes, I stole it." He Yidao spoke in a low voice, as if he felt guilty for having done something bad.
"Be clear." Ah Yang raised his eyebrows and asked again.
"I left home in the morning to play in the forest, and then I got lost and never found my way home. At noon, I was a little hungry, so I happened to find a house somewhere, and stole some dried meat there."
As he spoke, He Yidao pointed in the direction of his home.
"You didn't see the body?" Ah Yang felt strange.
"Corpse? What corpse?" He Yidao heard the word corpse, with fear in his eyes.
"The body of He Qingyun who was tortured to death." Ah Yang bit the word "He Qingyun" very hard, and kept staring at He Yidao, trying to see something in his eyes.
He Yidao's face didn't change at all when he heard the words He Qingyun. He still looked at Ah Yang with big tear-filled eyes, "I didn't see the body..."
Ah Yang frowned, and he had some doubts in his heart. He suspected that this child might be the child of He Qingyun and his wife, but the expression of the four or five-year-old child in front of him did not change at all when he heard about He Qingyun's tragic death.
This is not something a child can do.
Is this child really lost and can't find his home? But whose parents would be so careless? Where did this child get here from?
Ah Yang looked at the child in front of him and always felt a little weird. He even thought that Xiao Shui behind him and his unidentified companion were killed by this person. However, this idea was rejected by himself before it was fully generated.
Who would believe that a child can kill someone? Anyway, Yang doesn't believe it.
Moreover, who would believe that a child can control his own mood changes and facial expressions in subtle ways? Ah Yang doesn’t believe it anyway.
No one knows that looking harmless to humans and animals is the most deadly thing.
"Ah Niu, can I take you to find your parents?" Ah Yang suddenly became gentle, with a smile on his face.
Looking at the smile on Ah Yang's face, He Yidao did not feel any warmth. Instead, he suddenly felt a chill rising up his spine.
Ah Yang saw that the child in front of him burst into laughter after hearing what he said, and the smile on his face became even stronger.
I saw that the child wiped his nose with his right hand, then stretched out his hands, smiled at Ah Yang, and said, "A hug..."
The corners of Ah Yang's smiling mouth twitched...
He walked towards the child, with a smile on his face, opened his hands, and picked up the child on the ground.
He had already thought of the next thing. He hugged the child in front of him. The child smiled in his arms without any warning. He slowly pulled out a dagger from his waist, and then stabbed the child gently from behind.
in the heart of...
He could think of the child's sense of gap from heaven to hell, and he could also think of the child's confusion and pain before his death...
He thinks the child is stupid.
However, these are all just thoughts.
Ah Yang picked up the child, and the child's hands stretched out and hugged his neck. This was an intimate gesture.
But before Ah Yang took out the dagger from his waist, he suddenly felt a chill on his neck...
Then, he saw blood-red blood splattering on the face of the child in front of him.
However, the child still had an innocent smile, and with the blood on his face, there was an indescribable evil charm that made people feel chilly...
He felt his strength gradually disappearing, and then he realized that the blood he saw was his own, but it was already too late...
He knows he is the fool.
"Life is like a play, it all depends on acting skills." He Yidao wiped the still warm blood on his face with a smile that did not belong to a child.
"You..." Ah Yang hasn't finished speaking yet, his eyes are full of confusion before death, and he has many questions in his heart. With these questions, he slowly falls down...
"Don't treat me like a child."
He Yidao carried the baggage on his back and continued walking deep into the forest.
He Yidao was indeed very nervous when he was discovered at first, but when he saw that Ah Yang was not wary of him after discovering him, he always looked around with the corners of his eyes.
He knew that he thought there were still dangers around him, and Ah Yang didn't think a child could be a threat.
So he decided to follow this point and continue acting until he had the opportunity to get close to Ah Yang's neck and cut his throat with the luck hidden in his right sleeve.
A knife-throwing master can't handle knives with his hands? This is probably a joke.
What's more, he is lucky.
Blood continued to flow, and gradually, the woods were filled with a strong smell of blood.
There are dangers everywhere in the woods, which is a great temptation for beasts with a keen sense of smell.
A pair of dark red eyes glowed fiercely in the depths of the forest, that was a wild beast.
The beast walked to the corpse. It did not eat the corpse on the ground. Its nose moved in the air, looking for a breath.
That breath is warmer and fresher than the corpse on the ground...
So, the beast stepped over the body and walked in one direction. It was too dark in the woods, and only a pair of red eyes could be seen, and the appearance of the beast could not be clearly seen.