The twilight is at my feet.

I couldn’t see anything in the dark, but the consciousness of Shen Xiaorong was clearly passed on to me.

Part of it was his memory: in the chaotic and noisy ancient room, a child lying on the ground crying, his face was red and swollen, and he had blistered and festering.No one cares about him.Another child in the bed was hugged by a couple, and the men and women who looked like the next person, went in and out, shouting loudly, looking for a doctor to coax the child.

Shen Xiaorong was hugged and looked down at the boy lying on the ground.

“It’s serious, you’ve got a serious illness, right?”The woman who held the small voice was soft and ridiculed.

Shen Xiaorong saw the anger and hesitation of the couple at the bedside.

At this time, the Shen Xiaorong should have realized that the Shen family was not doing well.

The ghost of Shen Youkang is now riding on Shen Xiaorong, clasping his neck, and sticking to Shen Xiaorong's face with his rotting skin.

The memory of the small one continues.

He ran out of the house and followed his parents.His parents also sneaked out to see the fun.

The couple I had seen before had a drag on the well-being.Shen Yu Kang's face was festering and pussy, and his eyes could not be opened.He was dragged into the woods, wrapped in a hemp rope around his neck, and hanged alive.

The little boy’s parents came out.

The two sides almost fought together.

“Aunt is coming to save you!”The little boy’s mother shouted.

The woman who tore her hair was panting and scolded, “You don’t pretend to be good here!”Don’t you think of your son as a master?”

“Fuck!I love my own son!Like you, full of thoughts about being able to please the Lord, hang your own son!”

Shen Yu Kang's little leg kicked, and I don't know if he heard these quarrels, and soon there was no movement.

“Dead!It is dead!”Someone shouted.

The people who quarreled immediately relaxed their hands.

They gasped, looked at each other, snorted, and prepared to leave.

The little guy came back to the house first.

He walked away, a little confused.

At that time, he had already seen the Shen family have packaged their son as themselves, defrauded the family property, so that he was willing to drug his son, so that he changed from a healthy child to a sick son; he also saw that because he was a sick son, he was particularly preferentially treated and raised a petulive personality.Now, he saw the family’s fear of themselves.They were afraid that the son who had been treated lightly before would become a small face.

"Well..." Shen Xiaorong recalled the past, did not resist Shen Yukang's attack on himself.

Only, when he remembered the end, as soon as he raised his hand, the crutch in his hand was knocked on Shen Yukang's head, and Shen Yukang disappeared.

Shen Xiaorong stood up, and the lights in the factory were on.

Shen Youkang stood not far away, unable to open his eyes, but it seemed as if he was looking at Shen Xiaoyong with a sharp line of sight.

The screams outside became smaller.

There are other faces behind the scenes.

I watched for a moment and found that these people had retained their dead ends.In fact, it is a small number of people who are strangled, and there are not many bruises on the neck.There are two broken heads.

The hair on my back was raised.

How many people have died because of the reincarnation of Shen Xiaorong?

Shen Xiaorong was on crutches, and his clothes had changed a little.His appearance is constantly changing.The five senses have not changed, but the face is a teenager for a while, and then becomes old.

His eyes were swept away from these ghosts.

His memory also came up.

He knew the cause of every ghost’s death.

My head hurts.Just looking at these ghosts makes me uncomfortable, and it makes me feel sick.

That distorted familial kinship is worse than the affirmation of righteousness, or the last reincarnation of Shen Xiaoyong.

The people of the family have long been crazy for the sake of the small face.

In those days, when superstition had not yet been broken, the legend of Shen Xiaorong was more convincing.It is not like Xiao Win, if you do not see the real evidence, you will not believe in "Lord Ren."In those days, killing is easier.This also led to their internal lurch and bloodier.

The ghosts in front of them are the victims.

They hate the little ones.

He suddenly stopped remembering and uttered a sigh.

“It’s all my fault.It’s all my fault...” He suddenly burst into tears, “I think it’s too simple.”I thought that when I say everything, the whole family will work together and pay more attention to each other's family.The wealth I have accumulated can bring you a better life, not the way it is now.”

The little guy said it really well.

The ghosts did not move.

Shen Xiaorong is now old-looking, throwing away crutches, and his body slowly knelt on the ground.

“Forgive me... forgive me... Please rest in peace... now none of us can be born again.”Give up those people, just us, we are a family."Shen Xiaorong bowed his head and looked up at these ghosts, revealing the look of expectation.

I can't see the little inside.

His memories have stopped, so have his emotions, and there has been no emotional fluctuation.

This makes me doubtful.

The ghosts had some commotion because of the words of Shen Xiaorong.

A baby girl lying on the ground took the lead in the action, stretched out her small hand, and slowly climbed to Shen Xiaoyong.

Shen Xiaorong's body trembled agitated, "Sister..."

This is the twin girl who was killed.

The baby girl climbed up to Shen Xiaorong and extended her hand, as if to show her small embrace.

She trembling, bent down, hugged the baby girl’s arm, and lifted her up.

It looks like my granddaughter picked up.

The two looked at each other.

Suddenly, the baby girl’s face twisted.

Her body suddenly swelled.

The ghost standing in the same place disappeared, blown out of the baby girl's body, all face fierce, and his mouth rushed to Shen Xiaoyong.

The warmth of Shen Xiaorong's face disappeared, his hands were thrown, and the baby girl was smashed on the ground.

The baby girl made a loud scream.

The ghosts, like a clump of flour, were scattered.

He grabbed the crutch that had just been thrown on the ground and stomped hard.

I rolled my eyes and saw the baby girl’s little body pierced and the blood flowed out.

The missing ghosts squeezed out of the baby girl’s wounds and cried bitterly.

They appear and disappear, so repeatedly.

As the baby girl shed her blood, their appearance became more and more blurred.

The blood on the ground, stained red with the feet of the small face.

Shen Xiaorong coughed twice and suddenly said, “Young man, don’t you help me with this old man, this potential partner?”

I didn’t move, I just looked at the small face.

The baby girl's breath was breast-milk, but still open her eyes.

“Shen Xiaorong...Shen Xiaorong...You don’t have to die... you don’t have to die...”

She made a strange sound, like a man and a woman, and could not distinguish between the old and the young.

As the voice went away, the baby girl's body was dry and disappeared with the blood she had shed.

Shen Xiaorong exhaled, smiled, and turned to me and said, “Look, there is nothing terrible about ghosts.”As long as you are better than them, you can easily kill them.In contrast, people are terrible.”

He grabbed the crutch, stood up, and looked at me, “Just like you.”What you have, I don’t know.You can easily kill me, right?You don’t have to be afraid of me.Even if I could kill your body, your soul would become a ghost more powerful than I am.So, the conditions I just started, are they good?Anyone you want to find it, I can find it for you.Believe me.”

I frowned and suddenly felt a strange atmosphere.

There was also a smile on his face.The smile was fixed on his face.His body turned into powder, and for a moment the ashes were gone.