Immediately afterwards, the woman sobbed in a low voice.

Outside the window.

The boy leaned against the wall and sat quietly in the darkness. He raised his eyes and looked at the sky without stars or moon above his head. His dark and dark eyes looked inexplicably.

It's midsummer now, but he's wearing long trousers and long sleeves.

Under the loose collar, you can see the whip marks that are still oozing blood. They seem to be printed on the new ones, and the new ones overlap with the old ones, which makes them particularly shocking on the child's fair and delicate skin.

After a long time.

The man opened the door on the other side, and the sound of footsteps gradually moved away.

In the bright room, a woman with red and swollen cheeks covered her face, and tears fell down one by one, seeping into the ground.

Suddenly, she seemed to notice something and turned her head to look aside.

The boy stood at the dividing line between light and darkness, his face was immersed in the shadows, and only a pair of bright black eyes penetrated the darkness and quietly looked at the woman in front of him.

"A Xuan..." The woman stretched out her hand to the young man: "Come to my mother."

The boy stood there and did not move.

"I know... it was my mother's fault that I have entrusted you to your father since I was a child." The woman's voice was sad and she was choked: "...you have grown taller."

The boy hesitated for a moment and walked into the light.

There is no unnecessary expression on a pale and beautiful little face, but it has indifference and maturity that is inconsistent with age.

The woman stood up, walked to him, spread her arms and hugged the boy in her arms:

"You've lost weight."

Warm tears fell on the boy's shoulders, making him tremble slightly.

"Your dad loves you very much, he just didn't show it..." The woman gently printed a kiss on the boy's cheek: "I believe mom, don't run away in the future."

The boy did not answer.

"…A Xuan." The woman called him gently in his ear.

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"……mysterious?"

Liu Zhaocheng was stunned: "How do I know if there is anyone with this name in his family? You know, they are rich people, and there are so many of them in their family's direct descendants."

"Okay." Chen Qingye gave up exploring this issue.

After all, more than 40 years have passed, and it is really unlikely to remind people whether there is a person named Ji Xuan.

He changed directions and continued to ask, "Do you know, what happened to the wildfire that happened later?"

"That..." Liu Zhaocheng thought for a while: "I hadn't entered the management bureau yet, so I only remember that it seemed that the whole house was burning, and at night, half of the sky turned red."

blast asked, "Hey, do you know how that fire started?"

Liu Zhaocheng: "It must be a fire..."

He sighed: "Anyway, it was quite miserable at that time. It seemed that the bodies dragged out from it were burned into human form. They all turned into coke. There was no way to tell who was who."

"Is it possible that it was murder and arson?" blast blinked, raised one hand, and a cluster of flames surged into his fingertips.

He chuckled: "Isn't it all performed in TV series like this?"

After killing people, in order to destroy the corpse and traces, he simply burned all the mountain.

The flames were pounding and burning at the fingertips of blast, reflected in his eyes, like a layer of fire rising.

...

The firelight reflected in the boy's eyes. Although there was still no other expression on his face, he looked a little energetic.

"Okay, let's leave together." The woman seemed to finally make up her mind and took the boy's hand: "We can go to other cities to live together, and go where your father can't find us."

A burning fire lit up in the boy's dark eyes.

Under his collar, the whip marks had already faded away, leaving only skin with light brown scars. His height had risen, almost as smooth as the woman's chest.

He said "um" softly, his mouth bent slightly, and a brief smile appeared.

"My mother's private money is hidden nearby, so go get it with me." The woman said.

"Okay." The boy nodded.

...

"Where is this?" The boy slowly took a step back.

"Who are you?"

Immediately afterwards, several adults' heavy palms fell on his slender shoulders and pulled him backwards.

"...Let me go!" The boy grabbed his mother's palm tightly, bit his teeth tightly, and his dark eyes flashed like a wolf cub.

The woman raised her hand and held the boy's wrist.

Then, little by little, she pulled her hand out of the other party's spasming fingers little by little.

The boy was stunned, and several burly men beside him took the opportunity to pounce on him.

The child's teeth were sharp and merciless. He instantly tore off a piece of meat from one of them. His screams were accompanied by blood. The piece of meat fell into dust, rolled a few times, touched the man's boots and stopped.

"Just a kid, what's going on with you?" The man's familiar voice rang above his head, his tone was gloomy and majestic.

The boy looked up.

The man stretched out his hand and held the woman's shoulder. The woman leaned forward with a smile.

The dark pupils suddenly shrank.

The next second he was distracted, several others all controlled him and dragged the struggling boy to the center of the open space.

The red and black lines on the ground were intertwined, which seemed particularly bizarre and terrifying in the dark night. Several bulges were raised regularly under the ground, and scarlet blood spread out from it.

"...Why." The boy's voice was very low, with a hint of incredible trembling.

The man sighed and turned his head to look at the woman beside him: "It's hard to discipline the little devil when he grows up, especially since his ability is absorbing and growing too quickly now, we can hardly see him."

He smiled slightly and wrote a kiss on the woman's forehead:

"Thanks to you coming back, otherwise we really don't know what to do."

The boy's eyes were staring at the woman not far away, and his dark eyes were flashing with an extremely paranoid look. His voice was depressing and he asked word by word:

"Why?"

The woman looked back at him and smiled and said, "You are a kind and grateful child."

Deep in those dark and gentle eyes, there was a look that was exactly the same as the man beside him.

——Frenzy, extreme, crazy.

She said: "You must be willing to repay our kindness for raising us, right?"

Scarlet blood slowly oozed out from under the ground, holding the boy's waist like tentacles, pulling him down little by little.

The boy was not struggling and his face was calm.

...abandoned.

He raised his eyes and looked around the people around him, slowly passing through the familiar and hideous faces. His dark eyes looked indifferent, and the whispers that could be heard in his ears became clearer, as if they were whispering beside him.

The light in the boy's bright eyes gradually faded.

It is like the dark night, with no stars or moon, dark and cold.

Brand new things rolled out under the dark and dirty mud, which looked exactly like his parents.

Same paranoid, same madness.

He smiled, his voice was low, as if he was talking to a certain existence that had no entity:

"good."

The wooden box placed beside suddenly began to tremble violently.

The expression of excitement and trembling could not be controlled on both the men and women's faces.

A small, shriveled sarcoma that had been stored for hundreds of years rolled out in a gurgling manner and fell into the blood that was winding on the ground.

It surged at a speed visible to the naked eye, becoming round and full, as if it had been given life again.

It rolled towards the center of the open space.

The boy lowered his eyes and pinched it in his palm.

A scream came from afar, as if stopping his next move. They screamed and cursed, but they could not touch Ji Xuan, who was deeply trapped in the sea of ​​blood.

The boy ate the sarcoma bite by bit.

Chewing and swallowing, scarlet liquid dripped down his lips and dripping among the black and red lines on the ground.

He raised his eyes and the dark red color spread deep in the dark pupils, and the scarlet swallowed the darkness, just like condensed blood swelling under the dark eyes.
To be continued...