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Chapter 107 The Long Darkness

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    When Deng Jincai appeared at the door, the man was hurriedly untying the rope on the woman.

    When the rude voice of the man behind him sounded, the man was sweating from the top of his head to the tips of his toes.

    "Forget me, I'll just say why this bitch is restless all night. It turns out that you are messing around here."

    The man turned around and tried to pull out a smile.

    "uncle¡­¡­"

    "You let me come to me in the middle of the night to dig a corner, and you don't even look at whose corner it is. Are you fucking alive enough?"

    "No, no, how dare I. The saw at home is broken, and I have to help my uncle's house early tomorrow morning, so I thought of borrowing a saw."

    "Don't fuck me up, which house in the village doesn't have a saw, and you come to me to borrow it in heavy rain, and ask the ghost if it believes it?"

    "Really, I borrowed the saw. Uncle, I can't see anything. I won't borrow the saw anymore. You are busy with your work. I will go back."

    Deng Jincai's voice came from his throat, and he blocked the doorway with a sinister smile.

    "Erba, if there is a way to heaven, you don't want to go, but if there is no way to hell, you go to it. I don't think you can get away today."

    This man named Erwa tried his best, but even though he tried his best, he couldn't escape from Deng Jincai's grasp.

    Although both of them are lame and have similar statures, they are indeed no match for Deng Jincai, a ruthless man.

    The woman begged for mercy on his behalf.

    "I beg you to let him go, I will listen to you, I will do whatever you want me to do?"

    After the woman finished saying this, the woman was slapped.

    "The old man's matter, there is a matter of you, a bitch, beating your son, shut up for me."

    The black cloth covered the woman's mouth again.

    Ten minutes later, Erwa was firmly tied to a dilapidated bamboo chair.

    The bamboo chairs were placed in the center of the dam in front of the house, and the rain became heavier at night.

    Lightning flashed on Erwa's face from time to time, that young face was frighteningly white.

    Deng Jincai, at night, he sat under the eaves sharpening his knife.

    The butcher's knife shone sharply in the night, and the rhythmic sound of sharpening the knife in summer could make everything in the forest feel chills one after another.

    While sharpening his knife, he said to Erwa in the center of the dam.

    "Second baby, since our two families are still relatives, you can choose, will you be chopped into meat buns? Or leave your whole body?"

    The chair under Erwa kept shaking.

    The teeth were chattering while speaking: "Uncle, please, please let me go, I still have three children in my family, as long as you let me go, I promise not to say anything, you, you just treat me as a  Dumb is fine."

    Deng Jincai swung the knife in front of his eyes twice, tried the blade again, and smiled coldly.

    "Dumb? Dumb I don't believe it either. In this world, I only believe in dead people. Dead people can't speak."

    After Deng Jincai finished speaking, he glanced at the big yellow dog dozing in the kennel.

    Then, with lightning speed, he swung the knife over, and the dog's blood drew an arc in the air along the tip of the knife, and fell to the ground.

    "Ah~~~~" followed by Erwa's desperate voice.

    "Hahaha, I want to eat dog meat for a long time, let's practice with dogs first."

    "You, you are not human."

    "Erba, you just found out today that I'm not human? How about it, have you figured out how to die? If you die early and reincarnate early, you will be a good man again twenty years later."

    Seeing Deng Jincai walking towards him step by step with a knife in his hand, at the last moment, Erwa finally got angry.

    "Deng Jincai, you can't do this. You are committing a crime. Killing people is punishable by death. If I die, you will be sentenced to death."

    "Crime? I'm almost fifty years old, and I haven't done anything these years. I've committed crimes. Isn't this a good life?

    Don't worry, Lord Yan dislikes my fate and refuses to accept me.  I advise you to stop fucking talking nonsense with me, and get rid of you first, so I can have a good time.  "

    When the gleaming butcher's knife is swung at him, life and death are at stake, and he has to fight it once.

    I don't know where the strength came from, the grass rope on the foot was broken.

    The shackles on the feet are gone, don't you run now, and wait for the knife to strike at you?

    There was constant thunder and lightning.

    The rain in the mountains and forests continued.

      He was running desperately down the mountain. At this time, he was racing against time and life.

    Because the devil behind him was roaring and chasing after him.

    It took a lot of work and I don't know how many trees hit the old chair before it was knocked off.

    He ran desperately, and most of the time, he rolled down.  Whether it's rolling or running.

    He wished he could run faster and roll faster.

    Not only was he running for himself, but also the woman. If he could outrun that devil, both that woman and himself would be saved.

    This night, Erwa couldn't run down the mountain after all. In the forest in the rain, countless dark shadows were watching them.

    During the desperate running, the limped leg hurt more and more, it was a heart-rending pain.

    He was also confused as to how he got to this dead end.

    Under the feet is an abyss that cannot be seen at a glance, and looking back is the devil with a ferocious face.

    At this time, he has two choices.

    One is to jump into the abyss without hesitation.  The second is to wait for the devil to send himself into the abyss with a knife.

    The devil didn't give him a chance to choose, and on such a rainy night with lightning and thunder, he sent himself to the devil alive.

    When the devil stretched out his hands towards him, his life was destined to end in such a night like that big yellow dog.

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    Baoshi Village in Dahe Town is an existence bigger than mountains.

    The village is surrounded by rolling mountains into a cornucopia, and the village is at the bottom of the basin.

    A certain feng shui master stood halfway up the mountain, stroked his scorched beard, and said inscrutably: "It stands to reason that this cornucopia should be a place to gather wealth. Where did the wealth go?"

    Gem Village is not as rich as its name.

    On the contrary, because of its special geographical conditions, Baoshi Village is the most famous poor village in Dahe Town.

    There is a joke that seriously interprets the actual conditions of Baoshi Village.

    That is, transportation basically depends on walking, communication basically depends on roaring, public security basically depends on dogs, heating basically depends on shaking, digging basically depends on hands, arable land basically depends on cattle, entertainment basically does not exist, lighting basically depends on oil, and wives basically rely on buying

    The village has a small population, with dozens of families.

    Most of them live on the bottom of the basin, and there are only two that live on the east and west sides of the mountain.

    It turns out that there is no school in the village. To go to school, the children in the village have to climb over two hills and walk more than ten kilometers to Dahe Town Central Primary School to go to school.

    The previous school was so difficult that many children stayed at home before graduating from elementary school to help the family with farm work.

    When I was older, I went out of the mountains to work outside. Boys work hard to marry a wife for themselves.

    The purpose of girls going out to work is simpler, to find a man outside the mountain to marry, and never to be that poor day that makes people want to die.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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