C67 (1/2)

The child didn't even have time to make a sound as the knife cut through most of his neck, leaving only a layer of flesh. The head was like a broken cotton peach, drooping into the pot. A fresh rush of hot blood poured far away. A tender and innocent life was ended by me just like that.

Sometimes, humans and devils were one step apart.

The smell of blood made me sick. With trembling hands, I cut at the skin again. They wanted their heads to fall into the Urn Jar. However, its skin was tough, and it looked soft and soft. I could only grab the child's head with one hand, causing the skin to tense up. With the other hand, I used the knife to cut the skin one by one.

After cutting off the skin, he threw the head into the Urn Jar. Looking at the Non-head Body on the floor, I looked around and saw a larger Urn Jar in the corner. I walked over and lifted the lid. Then, he carried the Non-head Body over and threw it into the large jar.

Water freezes on such a cold day. I don't have to worry about the smell of rotting corpses. He thought that winter was the best time to kill people. He went into the kitchen and picked up a rusty tin bucket. There was still some water in the bucket. When I reached the well in the courtyard, I poured the remaining water from the bucket into the water compressor and used it as a primer. I immediately lifted the lever of the water compressor. ”Creak …” He quickly pressed down and lifted it up, causing the water to come out.

I used to live in a city building with running water. It was the first time the well had been touched. It was also when he was at San Geda's house today that he saw his daughter-in-law Chao Xixi using this method. He learned how to use it, and it worked.

Pressing wells in the countryside. The water was poured into the water compressor in advance to make the piston seal better, because the piston itself would not be completely sealed, and with water added it would be possible to make the piston free of air, so that the water could be pumped out of the pipe below.

The principle of drawing water from a water pressure well by means of a piston upward and a negative pressure forming inside the cylinder body to push the water up from the pipe.

I used a bucket to carry the water into the East Room and filled up the two Urn Jar s. Tie a brick around the head and let it sink to the bottom so it won't float up. He then found a heavy boulder and suppressed the Non-head Body within the big Urn Jar.

Finally, I washed the blood off the ground, and a layer of ice quickly formed on the ground. He then went back into the living room and sat down on a small stool by the table. Under the flickering yellow candlelight, he took out a book and opened it to the third page.

I was stunned again.

On the third page, it read: ”This time I killed the wrong person!” The next time he saw a ten-year old child armed with a red cannon, he would kill him again! After completing the task, he would flip to the fourth page. If anyone dares to flip through the fourth page of the quest before it is completed, the transaction between us will be null and void!

My head buzzed for a long time. After working for half a day, it was all for nothing. A human life. What a loss!

Motherf * cker!

But this time I was like a mute eating yellow lotus, there was pain unspeakable. He could only lie on the bed and sleep soundly, constantly consoling himself in his heart: ”It's alright, kill one or kill two, also kill two! ”Don't panic from the anger. If you continue, you're going to blow your own body!” He could not hold it in any longer, so he bit the blanket and started crying. He was so angry that his entire body trembled. The child I killed was very cute. His skin was smooth and his eyes were big, giving off a sense of cleverness. But a short-lived ghost.

While I was lying in bed in a daze, someone banged on the door outside. I suddenly woke up with a start, my heart thumping. Could it be someone from across the street had come to look for the child? I was too frightened to move in bed. But people outside kept banging on the door, and the banging was getting louder and louder. There was even an extra slap on the door.

If this continued, the door would probably be demolished. I pulled back the covers, got up slowly from the bed, put on my shoes and went out to open the door.

There were four people standing outside the door. The two old ones were young. It was clear that they were the child's parents and grandparents. Under the bright moonlight, it was obvious that the four of them were anxious. The pretty woman said, ”Who is that? Have you seen our Shuang Shuo?”

I shook my head and said I hadn't seen him.

The young man said, ”I, Shuang Shuo, always like to climb the wall and enter this house to play. I haven't been able to find him for a long time. I wonder if he went back home to play again!”

I said, ”I've been asleep in my room and I haven't heard anything.”

”Who is it? Can you let us go in and find my grandson? ”Maybe he's cowering in some corner of the house!” the old man said.

How could I refuse? The moment I refused, it would become suspicious in their eyes. So I forced myself to move away and let them search. I chased them from behind, extremely nervous.

The four of them searched here and there, even under the bed. He once again entered the East Room. The old man was the most anxious. He was the first to rush forward and step on the ice. He let out a cry and slid down. His head hit the vat with a bang, causing his head to bleed from the sparse white hair. The old woman went up to him and covered him with her hand. She said you can't even look at the bottom of your foot.

The young man lifted the cover of the Urn Jar and said: ”Why is it filled with water!”

I said eat it.

He said why didn't you move the Urn Jar into the kitchen?

I said that I would clean the kitchen properly tomorrow, and that some places should be repaired, and that I would keep the water for tomorrow and for the mud.

He turned to me. ”Do you need me to help you tomorrow?”

I shook my head and said no.

He said, ”It's so cold, and the water's frozen. Remember to put a fire under the root of the Urn Jar tomorrow and melt the ice!” His hands loosened, and a 'pa' sound rang out. The lid went back to the Urn Jar.

The beautiful lady walked up to the big Urn Jar, opened its lid and looked inside, but didn't say anything and put it down. He said, ”Do you guys smell it? There seems to be a bloody smell in this room!”

”Phene!” Phene! ”Phene!” The other three people sucked their noses with all their might, indicating that they could not breathe. It was too cold, so they felt a little cold on their bodies. The young man said, ”Is that blood you smell our dad's? Isn't his head bleeding?!”

I feigned dissatisfaction. ”Sister-in-law, what do you mean? Could it be that you suspect that I killed your child? ”

”Let's go!” Not here! ”Don't delay any longer, let's go search elsewhere!” The young man urged.