C18 (1/2)

Da Xiong's fatal wound was on his neck, and it looked as if he had been bitten by a wild beast. Because at the throat, a large chunk of flesh and blood was forcibly torn off.

Because of the rain, the huge wound had already become somewhat pale.

However, it was also because of the rain that one could clearly see the traces of water around the wound.

Those traces... It looked like it had been pulled out by someone's fingers.

However … This shouldn't be possible. For a human's palm to forcibly tear away the flesh and blood in their throat, wasn't this a bit too ridiculous?

Last night, Da Xiong descended the mountain due to extreme fear, but his physical strength is better than mine, which means that his speed down the mountain should be faster than mine.

Furthermore, I came down the mountain even later than him. Then, why didn't Da Xiong return home, and instead died here?

Furthermore … Da Xiong's screams came only after we went down the mountain. In other words, when we went down the mountain, Da Xiong wasn't dead yet.

Then, what did Da Xiong do in this period of time?

And there was also the scream Da Xiong had made last night. It was twisted because of fear and pain, and the scream had lasted for a very long time.

In other words, this piece of flesh could have been slowly torn off, and not instantly torn apart like a wild beast.

If this piece of flesh was completely torn off, even if one didn't die immediately, it would be very difficult for one to make a sound …

As I was recalling the details of last night, I suddenly noticed the corpse's hand.

There were faint traces of blood on Da Xiong's right hand. Perhaps it was because he was slightly clenching his fist, but blood could still be seen on his palm.

At the same time... I saw that Da Xiong was holding something in his hand.

Seeing that kind of thing at the same time, I felt a little sick, but more of a shock.

How could this be possible … How could this be possible …

Currently, what Da Xiong was grabbing with his hand was a piece of meat that had already turned white...

In other words, the piece of flesh on his neck had been torn off by himself!

My pupils contracted. Originally, I was already feeling dizzy from the fever. At this moment, my head was buzzing even more.

This situation has almost exceeded my knowledge range. Just what is going on …

I even thought that my fever was too severe and that I was hallucinating.

What happened last night after Da Xiong left the mountain? What did he see when he was going to rape me? What did he see that frightened him?

Had he seen the same thing as me, only I had escaped and he had not?

Or did my adoptive father protect me? Had the adoptive father really lost his temper and turned into something?

At this moment, the previously dizzy head became even more confused. At this moment, the woman who was sitting on the ground crying suddenly stood up with a shaky body and a sorrowful face.

Da Xiong was the only son of the family, and it wasn't easy for his father to be pulled over by his mother.

So I could understand this woman's sadness. Looking at this woman struggle to stand up, I felt an indescribable guilt in my heart.

If I had heard that scream last night and could have gone over to take a look, would it have... What can it change?

”Did you see Da Xiong last night?”

Da Xiong's mother's voice was hoarse, his emotions could not be heard.

”Yes.”

Because of my illness and exhaustion, my face had turned pale, and my voice wasn't loud either.

”Pah!”

I didn't expect that the moment I said the word 'me', the woman in front of me would slap my face without saying a word.

He had clearly been unable to stand steadily just a moment ago, but now, this slap was filled with strength. A crisp sound echoed in the surroundings.

This slap changed my expression. Why … Why did you hit me?

”Did you kill Da Xiong?”

This woman asked me. Her eyes were cold, and her voice was hoarse and cold.