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The woman finally raised her head, tears streaming down her face.
What she couldn't imagine was that when she was staying in this dark cellar, her dearest father and mother were so close to her, but she didn't know anything about it.
This is a kind of distance from the heart, a distance that is so close.
The woman slowly began to respond, and the man was quite pleasantly surprised.
"By the way, this is just like a woman. If you make your husband happy, maybe I will let you out someday?"
The woman sneered inwardly, let her out? This is probably a big joke.
Slowly buried his head on the man's neck, and a moment later, the man covered his bloody ears, screaming, and circled around in the small cellar.
Half of the earlobe was in the woman's mouth, and a rusty smell filled the entire mouth.
"Smelly bitch, if I give you some color, I will open a dyeing room. I will let you bite, and I will let you bite."
A loud ear scraper slapped the woman's face, and half of her face was in pain like a fire.
"Quickly spit it out for me, spit it out."
The man's roar and several intensive ear scrapes did not make the woman let go.
Instead, he swallowed the half of the earlobe.
The man became more and more angry, pushed the woman down on the haystack, and strangled her neck desperately.
An unprecedented sense of suffocation left the brain blank, and he let go of the hand that was pulling a handful of hair, and the fog that filled the sky was in front of him, and there was no way to find the fog that exited.
After traveling through the mist for a long time, a familiar door appeared in front of my eyes. The knocker on the double door was inlaid on two copper lions.
Gently knocking on the door knocker, the mother's voice sounded kindly from inside the house.
"coming."
The double doors opened, and the smiling faces of the mother and the father appeared alternately in front of my eyes.
Happiness is always so short. My mother's loving voice gradually disappeared in my ears, the two familiar smiling faces gradually disappeared in front of my eyes, and the antique door disappeared.
Instead, it was filled with fog again.
"Mom, mom where are you? Dad, dad"
The fog dissipated, and there was boundless darkness.
The faint smell of blood in the air finally brought her back to reality, she was still in the dark cellar.
The cellar was so quiet that the sound of insects burrowing into the soil seemed to be audible. The sound that belonged to the night and his own slight breathing sound meant that the demon was not there.
During the day, she tried to climb out of the cellar, digging out one after another small holes that could be stepped on in the cellar wall with her bare hands.
Her fingers were stained with blood, and when she was finally able to climb to the top of the cellar, she realized that she was too naive.
A devil is a devil, how could he be so negligent?
The heavy cellar manhole cover is like a jack-of-all-trades, pressing on the top of the head, no matter how hard you try, it will not move.
Mountain darkly, vista.
Sometimes when despair reaches the extreme, why is hope not ahead.
In the darkness, a tinge of night color seeped through.
That shimmering color belonged to the outside world, coming in from the edge of the well-covered cellar that should have been sealed.
Half an hour later, she finally broke through the last line of defense, and the heavy manhole cover was half removed.
When the devil was careless, he forgot to lock the chain of the manhole cover when he went out. This night also gave Yuan Xiaofang a second chance to escape.
However, the god of luck did not descend on Yuan Xiaofang.
The mountain road leading down the mountain was extremely rugged. At one point, she couldn't tell if there was a road ahead. The dense bushes hindered her progress. Walking through the forest barefoot, every step was so difficult.
What supported her to go forward desperately was that as long as she reached the people's house at the foot of the mountain, she would be relieved, and she would be able to see her father and mother who were close at hand.
Dawn is just around the corner, and the house in the woods at the foot of the mountain, the house of Granny Deng, a widowed and lonely old man, is faintly shining with light.
The flower dog at Granny Deng's house started barking when it heard someone coming.
When the flower dog barked, a chain reaction started, and other dogs in the village also barked.
The sound of knocking on the door was rapid and messy.
"Grandma Deng, open the door, Granny Deng, open the door"
Through the window lattice, the dim whiteUnder the lamp, Granny Deng was lying on the bed. When Xiaofang knocked on the window, she even turned over and fell into a deep sleep.
Grandma Deng's house went down and turned over several field ridges, and it was estimated that Grandma Deng Xiaoguang's house was still 500 meters away.
This night Yuan Xiaofang was really flustered, time is extremely precious to her.
If she didn't stay at Granny Deng's house, but directly crossed Granny Deng's house, crossed those field barriers quickly, and arrived at Grandma Deng Xiaoguang's house.
Then, the bad luck of the past ten days is over.
But in just a few minutes, fate once again closed the door to her freedom.
When the cripple behind her appeared, she just crossed the last field ridge, which was quite high.
There was a protruding stone on the ridge of the field, but she didn't notice that stone in the darkness.
So, she tripped over the protruding stone.
This fall made her fall straight into the cornfield.
When she just got up, the demon stood in front of her.
The dogs in the village were barking one after another, and several tile-roofed houses of Deng Xiaoguang's house a few hundred meters away stood in the night, exuding the color of silence.
Hope faded away bit by bit in the silent colors around her, and the darkness swallowed her freedom with its bloody mouth wide open, not even a single bone was left.
She began to tremble all over, the last struggle, the last cry of help was stopped in that thick palm.
The voice belonging to the devil was low and terrifying.
"Stinky bitch, you can't escape my palm."
The big dog of Granny Deng's family barked even more vigorously, barking at the man.
The man laughed, which sounded creepy in the dark.
"Hey, sister, be more obedient, we will eat dog meat again tomorrow."
The wooden door of Granny Deng's house creaked, and a trembling figure of Granny Deng appeared at the door.
"Dahua, what are you calling in the middle of the night?"
Da Hua let out two beeps, then yelled at the two people in the corner.
Granny Deng has a loud voice.
"You son of a bitch, you're blind. Is there anything to steal from my old lady's house?"
In the corner, the woman twisting desperately did not break free from the demon's imprisonment, she could only watch helplessly as Granny Deng turned around and entered the house, nagging.
This time, even the slightest light in the house was gone.
For lunch the next day, a large bowl of dog meat soup was brought to Yuan Xiaofang.
This girl, squatting in the corner, vomited.
The cripple was giggling as ridiculously as the lace wrapped around his right ear.
"Come on, stinky bitch who can't enjoy the blessings, you don't want to eat me." (Remember the website address of this website: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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