It was getting dark.
Most people in the town went to bed very early, not like the hustle and bustle of a big city at all.
To the east of the town, a slaughterhouse covering an area of about 500 square meters opened in the most remote corner.
The slaughterhouse was brightly lit, but there were no neighboring houses within a 100-meter radius, making it look extremely gloomy in this empty wilderness.
"Woooo!!!"
There were some small whines in the slaughterhouse.
"Why don't you eat it! Ah? Look down on me? You bitch!"
The unshaven, drunk-eyed butcher grinned grinningly and beat the bruised woman on the ground with a whip. There was still a pot of stewed meat on the table in the room.
Facing her husband's abuse, the woman trembled, her face contorted in pain.
But she still didn't say a word, curled up in the corner, hugging a thin boy tightly in her arms.
The black-haired boy stared blankly at all this, his expression numb.
"Don't blame your father..."
The woman spoke in a thin voice while the butcher was whipping her, with a somewhat nervous expression.
"He'll be fine... as long as we bear with it..."
"It's going to be alright... it will be... just like before..."
He will become the poor but gentle husband from before.
The woman muttered to herself, hugging her son in her arms sickly, as if she was hugging her last hope.
"You two losers! How can I be dragged down by you! Now I'm better! How long will you drag me down!"
"Especially you little bastard! How dare you hit someone at school today! Are you tired of fucking work! I've completely embarrassed you!"
The butcher swung his whip with bloodshot eyes, disliked it, and kicked his wife and son with hands and feet.
It was his greatest pleasure to see his wife and son look terrified.
Seeing his mother's face was bruised and most of her body was swollen, Yuan Ping gritted his teeth and clenched the blade in his sleeve, his pupils trembling.
The woman seemed to have noticed something, and reached out to hold Yuan Ping's hand: "It will be fine...everything will be fine..."
Yuan Ping, who was held in his mother's arms, looked at his mother's out-of-focus eyes with some sadness, suppressed the choking in his throat, stopped moving, and continued to let the man who was not worthy of being called his father beat and kick.
How could it be better
It's been too long, I can't go back.
Yuan Ping spoke silently, his dark eyes were empty.
Soon, the black-haired boy was dragged out of his wife's arms by the butcher. He couldn't understand the expressionless face of the boy, so he beat him with a whip cursingly. Every time he whipped down, blood would splatter everywhere.
Yuanping numbly and expertly covered his head with both hands to protect the fatal part, and silently endured the anger from the butcher.
After being beaten unconscious, Yuan Ping raised his eyes to look at the butcher in a trance, and saw that the countless ferocious souls on his body were greedily sucking his brain.
Those were all foreigners killed by the butcher.
Just as the butchers boiled their bones and sucked their brains, so they are taking revenge in the same way.
Soon, it will be over, all of this will be over soon.
All evil will come to an end.
The butcher was tired from beating, and thought that Yuan Ping was as boring as a mute all the time, so he spat hard on him, then turned and left the room.
Yuan Ping lay weakly on the ground, and the mother next to him crawled over tremblingly and hugged him.
"As long as you don't resist... You see, now he's gone..."
"Be patient... My child, he loves you... He also loves me... He loves us..."
The mother smiled, and the purple color on her face made this smile very frightening.
Yuan Ping listened to his mother's stereotyped persuasion expressionlessly, and the ghosts floating in the slaughterhouse were reflected in his dark pupils.
Those pale, blood-stained faces were smiling strangely, watching the suffering of their family.
In the early morning of the next day, Yao Ye was urged by his father to get into the car and headed to the slaughterhouse before he woke up.
Yao Ye was full of reluctance, but he had already agreed yesterday, so he had no choice but to accept his fate.
The car drove through the whole town, and it took a long time to reach the slaughterhouse.
Looking at the slaughterhouse standing in the wilderness, Yao Ye showed a disgusted expression.
Just such a small place, also called a slaughterhouse
It's really broken and broken.
Yao Ye followed Father Yao into the slaughterhouse, and they were greeted by a big man with a flattering smile on his face.
"Welcome Mr. Yao, welcome Mr. Yao! Please go this way, I will show you our slaughterhouse, it definitely meets your requirements!"
The butcher led Father Yao into the slaughterhouse, while the driver stayed outside and waited.
The inside of the slaughterhouse was very dark, and behind the entrance gate was a long corridor leading directly to another large room for slaughter.
There was a strong fishy smell in the humid air in the corridor, Father Yao and Yao Ye couldn't help but frowned, a little bit unbearable for such a strong smell.
But the butcher didn't seem to realize it, and he was happy to introduce it. Yao's father couldn't say it directly, so he had to wink at Yaoye, telling him to be serious and not to embarrass him.
Yao Ye looked at the greasy flesh on the big man's face, and twitched the corner of his mouth.
This is Yuanping's father? It's too unreal, no matter how you say it, Yuanping is quite handsome, why is this guy so ugly.
Thinking of Yuan Ping, Yao Ye immediately asked, "Hey, where is Yuan Ping? Why haven't you seen him?"
The butcher who had been chatting speculatively with Yao's father was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Yao Ye, the rich second generation, the flesh on his face twitched, and forced out a smile that he thought was kind.
"Ah, young master, you know our family Yuanping, ouch, that's a coincidence, Yuanping was injured yesterday when helping me move things, I'm afraid I can't come out to see you now hahaha!"
Yao Ye raised his eyebrows and said proudly: "Okay then, I'll go and see him, after all we are classmates, I should go and see him when he's sick."
As he spoke, Yao Ye naturally looked towards a small room on the other side.
"Is that room his?"
"No!!!" Seeing that Yao Ye was about to go to that room, the butcher immediately yelled, his face trembling.
Yao Ye was startled, and looked at the butcher with dissatisfaction.
"No, no, so loud, trying to scare me deaf?"
Hearing this, the butcher came back to his senses, quickly smiled apologetically, and explained with a humble face that it was a utility room with a lot of messy garbage, which was unsightly, and he was afraid of dirtying Yao Ye's eyes, so he was so excited.
Yao Ye was still dubious, but Father Yao didn't want to get to the bottom of it, after all, who doesn't have a place for pickling.
He patted Yaoye's head with a very reasonable smile, and said, "Oh, this kid in my family just doesn't care. Mr. Laiyuan, let's continue chatting, ignore him, and just go crazy."
Yaoye was suppressed just like that, and his request to visit Yuanping was ignored, so he could only be a light bulb all the way, and followed the two to visit the slaughterhouse and cold storage of the slaughterhouse.
pat—
Just as Father Yao and the butcher were seriously discussing the development direction of the slaughterhouse, in the corridor not far away, in a dark place, there was a sound of glass beads beating.
Yao Ye turned to look curiously, as if attracted, walked over step by step.
brush! ! !
A pale hand flitted through the darkness.
Yao Ye was startled, and suddenly came back to his senses, only to find that Father Yao and the butcher had disappeared at some point, and he walked into a strange corridor.
This corridor matches the gloomy atmosphere of the entire slaughterhouse, with bare and exposed walls, damp moss, and even the ceiling is still dripping water, Yao Ye's clothes were dripped with a few drops of water, it's disgusting.
He jumped away from the dripping water and walked on.
The corridor ahead was dimly lit, and was sunk in a hazy darkness, making it hard to see what was inside.
"Hi! Is anyone there?"
Thinking of the hand he saw just now, Yao Ye was inexplicably terrified, and asked cautiously looking at the dark place ahead.
da da da da—
Suddenly, a rush of strange footsteps came from behind.
Yao Ye looked back, but there was nothing behind him.
Is it an illusion
Yao Ye was about to turn his head back in surprise, but suddenly remembered the horror movie he had seen before, thinking that he might turn his back on him.
In many movies, the characters in the movie find something behind them, then look back, find that there is nothing, and when they turn back again, they are killed by the monster.
Thinking of this, Yao Ye swallowed, stood stiffly on the spot, and slowly turned his head back.
"Huh! Fortunately, no..."
Yao Ye looked at the empty corridor in front of him, heaved a sigh of relief, but opened his eyes wide in the next second.
Because, a bloody head suddenly dropped from the ceiling, a face without facial features, only covered with a layer of bloody muscles, happened to meet Yao Ye's eyes.
"Ah!!!"
Yao Ye was stunned, and collapsed on the ground, watching helplessly as the mollusk-like monster with a lump of soft flesh and a bloody appearance fell to the ground.
clatter-
There was a sticky sound, and the monster writhed its disgusting body and crawled towards Yao Ye, its blood-hole-like eye sockets were facing Yao Ye directly.
Yao Ye had never seen such an exciting scene before, his face was pale, and his mind went blank.
He got up from the ground and ran, he ran around the room, he didn't know where he ran, and a rusty iron door appeared in front of him.
Yao Ye looked at the iron door in a trance, as if fascinated, and slowly pressed his hand on the doorknob.
"do not move."
A slightly hoarse voice came from the ear, and Yao Ye's palm was also covered by a rough one.
Yao Ye woke up from a trance, felt the warm temperature in his hands, his fluffy black hair immediately exploded, and his little face turned pale with fright.
The black-haired boy carefully removed Yao Ye's hand attached to the doorknob, and then let go.
After he let go of his hand, Yao Ye immediately stuck to the wall next to him with a face of horror like a frightened squirrel.
"Woo... woo... don't, don't come here..."
Yao Ye stuck to the wall and refused to come down, crying until the pear blossoms were raining.
Seeing Yao Ye's pitiful appearance, the black-haired boy, that is, Yuan Ping, was silent for a while, his face blushed under his messy hair, and he said at a loss: "You, you shouldn't come here. Let's go , your father is looking for you outside."
Yaoye regained some sanity, and hiccupped while crying: "Bad guys! You are not good people! Hiccup!"
"Woo! I want to tell my dad not to give you money! Woo! I didn't want to come!"
"Never come again! There are ghosts! You poor ghosts deliberately scare people!"
Yaoye couldn't stop crying, crying and screaming childishly.
Yuan Ping silently accepted all kinds of accusations from Yao Ye, and when his anger was almost gone, he said cautiously: "Let's go, your father is really looking for you outside."
Yao Ye looked at Yuan Ping angrily, and was also very scared in his heart, but he just couldn't swallow the breath. When Yuan Ping came over and wanted to pull him forward, he grabbed Yuan Ping's half-length messy hair.
"What the hell is that! Did you deliberately find something to scare me!"
Yuan Ping was so dragged that he could only stagger forward with Yao Ye, and he said comforting words in a calm tone: "It's okay, let's go."
While being taken away, Yao Ye relentlessly accused him of various things.
Yuan Ping looked calm, but his body froze slightly when Yao Ye approached.
He led Yao Ye to the gate of the slaughterhouse almost with his hands and feet, and then he didn't leave again.
In fact, Yao Ye was already so frightened that he was crying and crying. He had no IQ at all. The tantrum just now was just an instinctive venting of emotions.
At this moment, after seeing the light in front of the door, he hurried over, forgetting about Yuan Ping, and ran in the direction of Father Yao.
Father Yao was talking to the butcher at this time, and he didn't notice Yao Ye's disappearance, so he thought it was him who ran out to play.
"dad!"
Yao Ye cried and threw himself into Father Yao's arms, which frightened Father Yao.
Yao Ye was talking nonsense, looking a little abnormal.
When I touched my forehead, it was a little hot.
Father Yao panicked now, and hurriedly half-dragged and half-hugged Yao Ye into the car and went to the nearby hospital.
Before the butcher could finish his sentence, he was left without even being given a contact information. He stayed for a while and then showed a grim face.
"Damn! Rich people don't have a good thing!"
Yao Ye was quickly sent to the hospital, developed a high fever, and was bedridden for three full days, only to wake up on the fourth day.
After Yao Ye woke up, Yao's father asked Yao Ye why he was crying at that time.
Yao Ye told the truth, and asked about Yuan Ping's situation, because after all, Yuan Ping helped him, and he was so frightened that he kept chasing Yuan Ping for trouble, and it would be a bit too ruthless not to reciprocate.
Father Yao's expression was a bit complicated when he heard this.
"Yuanping's family is all dead. There was a big fire in the slaughterhouse last night."
Yao Ye was stunned.