The water upstream is clear, the water downstream is made of blood – which is strange.

Laugh when you’re doing laundry, think.

It is more difficult to wash white clothes with dirty white clothes than dirty black clothes.

This time, Shen smiled and smiled in the upstream washing and washing, and I don't know why, washing more attentively than the last time.

The man said:

"When you wash your clothes and dry them back, you will bleed the pool."

Well, it must be for this reason!

She didn’t want to go back to the blood pool!

At this moment, she was sinking in the clean water, and the water reflected her ugly ugly face more clearly than the water of the pool of blood - alas, she did not want to see it!

She washed her clothes and spread them on the shore until they were clean, and she folded them, raised them on her head, and swam back.

The water gradually turned red.

When she swam to the place where the water turned red, she couldn't help but think: The water upstream is clean, and how can the water in the downstream be dyed red?This is so strange!

But she did not go to her heart, and now the most important thing for her is to return the clothes, so that she can go ashore, and no longer have to stay in the pool of blood!

However,

When she returned to the pool of blood,

I found out – the man was gone.

People go to the tree.

She stayed where she was, and the man's smiling words sounded again: "When to pick up clothes, wash them, dry them, give me back, when you bleed the pool."MMP is a false and beautiful lie!

She did the first three things, but completely lost to the fucker in the last round!

Just thinking.

In front of me - oh no, the clothes on the head of the brain slipped down the blood pool.

She was shocked and rushed to catch it, but found that the clothes were dirty!

Holding the blood-stained clothes in his hand, she smiled and trembling, and couldn't help but think: Fucking, what clothes are not good?Should I wear white?Don’t you know that white clothes are hard to wash?

She was helpless, dragging her dirty clothes and swam upstream.

She washed his clothes, dried them, and took them back, thinking that the man should still lie on the branches of good and evil fruit and read and eat the fruit, but found that there was no shadow on the tree of good and evil fruit!

She is mad!

He threw the man’s clothes into the blood pool again.

But when the robe sank into the pool of blood, and there was only a small piece of clothing on the water, she suddenly woke up, and she dived down to pick up her clothes and looked at the clothes that had been dyed blood, she was very angry and angry and said: "Fucky account!What is bad clothes?Should I wear white?Don’t you know that white clothes are hard to wash?When I come ashore, if I see you wearing white, I will kill you.”

After that, she went back up again.

Repeatedly.

Repeatedly, and I don’t know how many times.

Laughter always felt like I was doing this for the first time.

Then she saw the clock.

Zhong came to the blood pool, saw her teeth and throw her clothes, and fished up like a fool to swim, and finally like a happy child, swimming back in the white robe on her head, after repeating several times, finally couldn't help but call her: "Smile."

She stopped, looked at him, and remembered: Well, this clock is not bad, give yourself good and evil fruit to eat, it is she misunderstood him.

She still owes him a “sorry.”

But “I’m sorry” doesn’t say anything.

Zhong looked at the dirty robe in her hand, hesitated for half a day, and finally said, “Whose dress is this?”

He smiled and said, “It’s none of your business.”

The clock said worriedly, "But I know the robe, its owner is..."

She did not know why, and could not hear who Zhong said, nor could she remember what the clock said after the judgment.

After she went back and forth a few times, there was no clock judgment on the shore of the blood pool, and she seemed to have never seen this man, and she continued to swim back and forth...

Until one day.

She milled the fruit core upstream, and the core suddenly took off and fell into the water.

“Oh hey!”She has worn the fruit core for so long, how can she say it is gone?

She dropped the clothes on the shore, dived into the water, and the sand and water were all stones bathing in sand and grass, and the core was so small that it was not easy to find.

But she was in a hurry and said that everything must be found.

So she kept looking, opened every piece of water, every stone, but couldn't find the lost fruit core.

I don’t know how long I’ve been looking for either.

She saw someone in the water.

The man who was tied to the cross, with pale skin, skinny as a dead body, and the sick man who seemed to die in the next second had a beautiful and beautiful red eye.

On his thin body, the blood was spilling out, following the direction of the current, drifting downstream.

Oh, now, she finally understood why the water upstream was clean, but the water downstream was blood—it was all this man’s pot!It was he, with his own blood, stained the whole pool of blood.

She also found the fruit she lost.

Just in the man's mouth, the man bit the core, like showing off, deliberately showing the core and teeth, and laughing at her.

“Back to me!”She said!

The man's eyes floated a smile, teeth, swallowed the fruit core, throbbing a grunt, did not have to dissipate the man's body, smiled and knew, the man swallowed the kernel into the abdomen!

"I swallowed it."The man smiled and said that his smile was full of evil spirit.

She smiled and looked at him, and I wanted a knife to appear in her hand, so that she could rush over, cut open the man's body, and dig out the fruit kernel!

But she didn’t do that.

Because she knows that people who can be imprisoned here and can dye the whole blood pool red are definitely more evil ghosts than themselves!

So she stood in front of the man and asked coldly, “Who are you?”Why are you locked up here?”

The man smiled, scattered with demonic and evil charm, he made people feel that this person is not a good class, but has a unique charm, can not be seen.

“Who am I, heavy?”He laughed and asked.

“It is important.”She said with a cold face, "Where I lost the core of the fruit, so far away from here, even if it floats along the water, then why did not drift to other places, but floated to your mouth?"It was you—yes, you deliberately used the core to attract me!Since you have brought me here, you have something to ask me, and since something is asking me, then who you are is naturally important.”

Then she reached out her hand and said to the man, “Sure me!”Otherwise, I’ll dig your heart out and pluck your lungs!”