Soon after, it was the day when the wealthy people came to the church to hold some very strange sacrifices.
Generally speaking, the dean would call him to the church one day in advance, and then he did not go back to the normal bedroom to sleep that day, he slept in the church.
Bai Liu held the "Long and Thin Ghost Murder Record" he gave him toss and turns, and finally he got up, stepped on his shoes carefully and went to the church.
The church was locked by the dean, but Bai Liu stayed in that church for a long time and knew some small passages that could sneak into the church, such as a small broken window blocked by a curtain.
Bai Liu crawled into the church from the window. He used the moonlight to search for the trace of another person on the bench. Finally Bai Liu found him behind the idol.
The moment he saw him, Bai Liu's face had no mood swings.
He curled up in a bathtub that was slightly smaller than his body. The bathtub was full of blood. His almost transparent face was half soaked in blood. He couldn't even feel his breath. There was even a layer of white on his eyelashes. Frost, the hands, feet, and forehead are all still bleeding needles.
"Xieta." Bai Liu called his name for the first time.
Sheta woke up slowly in the bathtub. He opened his eyes and saw the white willow. He reached out his hand as if he was going to touch the white willow, but something in the bathtub wriggled, and a thorny rattan full of mushrooms moved from The blood stretched out, tightly wrapped around Sieta's neck, wrists and ankles, and tightly wrapped and imprisoned him in this blood-colored baptismal pool just one second before Sieta's fingertips touched the white willow.
"What are you doing?" Bai Liu asked calmly when he heard his own voice.
Sheta said: "Be baptized, this is the ritual before the blood draw."
"Are those people here to draw your blood, right? They need your blood to save them." Bai Liu continued to ask calmly, "You have been given so much blood, will you die?"
"No." Sheta looked at Bai Liu, "I am a monster, so I won't die."
Sheta exhaled a sigh of relief as he spoke—it was enough to show how cold his body temperature is now.
"Then you are sleeping here, are you cold?" Bai Liu asked.
Sheta shook her head honestly: "I can't feel it."
Bai Liu stepped on one foot in the blood water, he knelt down, and forced himself into the space where Sheta was curled up. Bai Liu’s warm body temperature passed through the blood water to Sheta, and Sheta blinked slowly. The frost on Bai Liu's eyelashes melted in Bai Liu's breath.
He can feel the cold now, because Bai Liu is so warm.
Then Bai Liuruo casually opened the book that Sheta gave him. He brought it with him and asked him, "Would you like to read it together?"
They slept together in the dirty bloody baptismal pool, looking at the gods overlooking them, chatting aimlessly.
"Does it mean to be baptized?"
"To be baptized means that God bestows blessings for his beloved, new believers."
"You are also a blessing?"
"...Blessings to themselves."
"You believe in these? Do you really think there is a god?"
"Um."
…
Bai Liu curled up on Xieta's cold arms and fell into a deep sleep. When he woke up the next day, he was in his bed without any blood on him.
Sheta came back in the afternoon, and he was paler than before.
This time the pinhole spread to his face, the back of his hands and feet were shocking, the bruise left by repeated blood draws.
Bai Liu silently wrapped the bandages he had stolen from the infirmary around the needles that were still bleeding.
And Sheta looked at him quietly, and suddenly said, "This bandage is removed, and your [Skinny Ghost] doll has a face."
Bai Liu's lips pressed into a straight line.
The group of rich people who drew blood came more and more frequently, and the time when Sheta appeared became less and less. Even if she appeared occasionally, the bloody smell and mushroom smell on Sheta would make people feel unacceptable. .
Once Sheta appeared, the children would stay far away from Sheta, and they would keep flapping their hands on the tip of their noses in disgust, as if they wanted to fan the strange smell away with Sheta.
Sheta also seemed to know that the smell on his body was not good. He rarely appeared in front of Bai Liu, but looked at him from a distance. Occasionally, Bai Liu walked over to find Sheta, and Sheta disappeared.
When he didn't want to contact people, it was as if he didn't exist. No one could find him at all, including Bai Liu.
Bai Liu started to get in touch with the adults outside, doing something suitable for children in the gray area. He could use this to make a lot of money.
Only with enough money and ability, he is ready, he is sure to lead Sieta to get rid of the track of this group of investors, and ran out of this welfare institution-although it is a very immature naive plan, but a kind of faint Uneasy made Bai Liu realize that if Sheta doesn't leave again.
But Bai Liu's matter was still exposed.
The child who exposed Bai Liu shrank behind the dean. His face was cringed and excited. After swallowing several times, he raised his hand tremblingly and pointed at Bai Liu, who had no emotion on his face: "I saw him. I'm doing some strange deals with that adult! He helped some adults do bad things! I saw it! Those adults returned him money!"
"Have you done this kind of thing! Bai Liu!" The dean looked at him severely.
Bai Liu didn't say anything to deny, he just turned his face away and stared at Sheta who was sitting in the crowd indifferently, and fell silent.
He didn't explain what he did-because it didn't make sense.
These people didn't care what he did, and they didn't even ask him what he did, so they sentenced him to the crime.
Of course what he did is not a good thing.
These teachers are just afraid of him-they are afraid of him being mixed with Sheta all the time, becoming more and more eerie, like watching bloody stories, always looking at other people's weird children with a look of livestock slaughter.
So of course, he was going to be punished, but Bai Liu was still in the mood to judge these teachers' measures to punishing people-just like that, he was not punished for the first time.
But when the teacher came and grabbed Bai Liu's arm and wanted to drag him away, Xieta put one hand on the back of the chair and suddenly stood up shaking.
His face and tone of voice are unchanged for thousands of years: "I asked him to do it."
Now these teachers have completely fried the pot. Compared to Bai Liu, they are of course the less-spoken Sheta who is more afraid of them. They surrounded Sheta with a one-meter gap vigilantly. A vacuum encirclement.
The dean cautiously, fearfully, and condescendingly interrogated him: "Why do you want Bai Liu to do such a thing?"
They never suspected that this incident was not done by Sheta, just like the process of finding Bai Liu guilty before, they simply and decisively pronounced him on the crime.
Because he is a monster, and Bai Liu is a bad boy with monsters. What they do is taken for granted.
Xieta glanced sideways at Bai Liu who was pulled up by the teachers. He raised the corner of his mouth abruptly. The second when Xieta smiled, Bai Liu felt that his silver blue eyes would definitely Very gentle, and bends nicely, but it was blocked by the hair and he couldn't see it.
Xieta pleaded guilty with the soft tone that gave Bai Liu the book.
He said: "Because I want to contact people outside, and then ran out with Bai Liu."
"How dare you run out!!" The dean screamed hysterically, "Do you know how much trouble you will cause us if you run out! It has entered the second round of screening! Those investors don't have your blood. No more money!"
The children dispersed in a panic, and they were chatting and discussing in fear:
"Blood?! What blood! Is the blood flowing from his pinhole?!"
"He really is a monster!"
After discovering that she had leaked her mouth, the dean subconsciously covered her mouth. The next second she looked at Sheta viciously, and she pulled Sheta's slender wrist and walked towards the church.
"Everything you have was given by this orphanage, and you want to escape!" The dean's anger overcame her fear, and she cruelly sentenced Sieta to the punishment. "I think we give you too many privileges. You should get some education. I will lock you up in church tonight and be baptized!"
After speaking, she dragged Sheta's wrist and left.
Bai Liu struggled past the noisy children and teachers. He struggled to chase from the encirclement of the crowd. He stretched out his hands and tried to catch Sheta who was taken away from him: "Xieta!"
Sheta looked back at him, and the wind blew the curly hair on his forehead, revealing those silver-blue eyes that were as beautiful as a lake after the snow melted.
Bai Liu stared blankly at Xie Ta's pair that was not sad at all, but calm, as if with very satisfying silver-blue eyes, reflecting him wholeheartedly in his eyes.
Sheta also stretched out his hand to him, and held the hand that Bai Liu wanted to grab him from under the siege of the crowd, with his fingers interlocking.
The cold and warm touch can feel the bulging pinhole scars on the back of his hand.
"Bai Liu." He smiled lightly and held Bai Liu's hand tightly, "Don't be afraid, I'm a monster, I won't die."
"Let go!" The dean arrogantly pulled away their clenched hands.
Bai Liu gritted his teeth and didn't want to loosen it, but Xieta let go of his hand quietly, and the grip disappeared as soon as he touched it.
Xieta shook his head to Bai Liu, telling him not to chase him, turned around and walked towards the church peacefully with the dean, which he was already familiar with.
Bai Liu was never a very obedient child. A few minutes after the dean took Sheta over, he secretly and carefully got into the church through the broken window covered by the curtain. Bai Liu hid behind the curtain, He curled up into a small ball, peeping from the edge of Sheta and the dean standing under the idol.
Sheta was wearing pure white clothes, holding a swaying white candle in both hands, and standing barefoot in front of the idol, he raised his head and closed his eyes, chanting the prayer without hesitation.
The dean was standing next to Sheta, holding a whip and looking at him coldly.
After chanting the prayer, the dean stepped forward and stared at him: "Next is baptism, but today you have the idea of betraying God and fleeing, so today’s baptism must be thorough and cleanse your body completely. Evil and filthy!"
Sheta lowered her eyelashes: "It can't be washed clean."
"I'm just the evil itself that can't be seen squarely." He said softly.
After the dean was taken aback for a moment, his face became more and more serious.
She snatched the candle in Sheta's hand and pushed Sheta into the swaying baptismal pool. She held the candle cruelly and smiled triumphantly, as if she had finally defeated some demon she had feared for a long time. , There is a kind of madness after a disaster.
The dean breathed a sigh of relief and looked towards Sieta, which was submerged in the water. She raised the candle and placed it flat on the baptismal pool. She said indifferently: "You can only get up until the candle is burned out, understand?"
Wax tears fell drop by drop in the clear water, fainting into small white flowers, like some kind of sacrificial flower, floating one by one directly above Sieta who was lying on the bottom of the water with closed eyes.
This baptismal pool is like a coffin that is too small for him, firmly and twisted to restrain him.
Before no one realized it, the statue of the god facing the baptismal pool moved a bit. The expression on the face of the pure white marble statue of the god became a very human accusation, as if accusing the baptism. Why are the children in the pool unbehaved and want to escape from the shelter of God
[You are an evil thing, a fallen god, you can’t leave the imprisonment of God, you shouldn’t be moved by the thought of escape because of a child who was bewitched by you]
The idol condemned indifferently: [Tavel, you know that kid was bewitched by your evil, he is not the new believer you are looking for]
Tavel's eyelids moved under the water.
[No, I did not regard him as my new believer]
The idol asked coldly: [Then what do you treat that child? He has seen your eyes, he is not far from madness]
[You should kill him, otherwise he will become an evil monster like you, destroying the world, you know, the things you have polluted will cause this result. 】
Tavel's fingers overlapped on his chest moved slightly: [I treat him... as... I want to read a book with him forever]
[But you don’t know it, Tavel, kill him, kill this kid who has been defiled by you! ] God commands this way.
[I can't do it] Tavil calmly refused, [You kill me, I can't kill him].
The expression of the idol became angry: 【... You dare to disobey the orders of God when you are exiled here, you really deserve to be punished and sleep forever! 】
It opened its hand facing the top of Tavel, and the water at the bottom of the baptismal pool became heavy, viscous and icy, like flowing ice in Tavel’s body, turning into spikes. This made him twist his eyebrows, but they loosened them quickly.
The underwater Sheta curled up and shook Bai Liu's hand, his trembling eyelids stopped moving.
The temperature of Bai Liu's palm still stayed in his palm, but the temperature gradually dissipated under the cold water and stopped with his breathing.
He clenched tightly and slowly loosened his fingers that wanted to keep the temperature, and Sheta's body floated under the water.
"Thanks, Sheta?!" The dean took two steps back in a panic, and then touched Sheta's snort again. She started to drop the candle in her hand and stepped it out in panic. The candle fire also extinguished the only light in the church.
"It's over..." The dean sat down on the ground in a daze. She pulled her hair madly and said to herself in disbelief, "Isn't he a monster?! Is he still dead after being drawn so much blood?! I've been baptized so many times and haven't died, why was he drowned this time!? ""
"It's just a few minutes?! The candles haven't been burned out!" The expression on the dean's face became more panic. She kept shaking her head, as if Sheta would come to life as long as she didn't admit it, "No. , Impossible! Impossible!"
"He is dead, what should I do?!" The dean collapsed and knelt before the baptismal pool.
She could not imagine that the death of this child would bring her such a fatal fear.
The dean looked down at Sieta's flawless face in the baptismal pool and muttered to himself: "... If I drown Sieta, those people will drain my blood. I must find another child. Be his substitute!"
Bai Liu, who was hiding behind the curtain, looked at the dean’s hysterical roar without emotion.
There was a strange firmness that made Bai Liu wait and see quietly—Sieta had said that he was a monster and he would not die. He must be pretending to be dead and fooling the head of the idiot.
Wait a minute, after the dean is gone, Bai Liu will walk up, Xie Ta will stand up from the baptismal pool, smile at him that rarely seen, and maybe even lift his wet forehead. , Looked at him intently with those silver-blue eyes, and asked him how he came here.
The association of these scenes made Bai Liu's heart beat slightly faster.
The dean dared not let the investors know that she killed Sieta. She removed Sieta's body from the baptismal pool and surreptitiously carried it out from the back door of the church, and tied stones to Sieta's hands and feet. , And then thrown into a small lake in the deserted grass behind the church-that lake is connected to a river outside.
After several circulations, Sieta's body will flow into the river with the lake water, and then into the sea with the river water.
But Bai Liu won't let Sheta go that far.
Bai Liu silently followed the dean who destroyed the corpse all the way without saying a word. The dean seemed to be going crazy. If he appeared now, it seemed that the hysterical dean wouldn't mind dealing with a child's corpse.
After she fled hurriedly, Bai Liu came out. He buried his face in a small lake full of emerald green duckweed, dived into the bottom, and stretched out his hand to reach the bottom of the lake, which was gradually sinking with the sand.
The lake was very deep, duckweed was very green, and Sieta sank quickly.
The black muddy sand was like a creature that swallowed human corpses, and soon crawled over Sieta's body, greedily dragging him into hell.
But Bai Liu resisted the dirty lake water that poured into his mouth, nose and ears and the desire to cough. He gritted his teeth and grasped the silt-engulfed Sheta with only one hand, and pulled out with all his strength until it was exhausted. After the last breath of air in his lungs, Bai Liu felt that his brain was about to burn due to lack of oxygen.
But he finally gave Sheta to her, Bai Liu pulled away the heavy stones and ropes tied to Sheta, and hugged him to go upstream.
When he got ashore, Bai Liu leaned back with his hands on the ground, looked up at the starless sky, gasping for breath. There were duckweed hanging on his face and under his eyelids, and his body was all soaked. There were still grasses around him. The cicada cried, it was a very embarrassing scene.
But Bai Liu didn't know why he suddenly snorted with pleasure. He kicked his feet and closed his eyes quietly, lying on the ground without waking Xieta, and asked him: "How do you know that I am going to take you away" What if I do things for those adults and earn money just to spend it for myself?"
With a little on Bai Liu's face, he was very uncomfortable, and he squinted at Sheta with a sloppy smile: "Are you a little bit passionate, Sheta."
Sheta’s face was stained with duckweed, but he still did not wake up. Bai Liu first sat up and then turned into a squatting posture. He looked down at Sheta who was motionless, and then stretched out his hand to stick to it because it was soaking wet. Sheta's hair in front of his forehead.
This person is really beautiful.
Bai Liu's fingertips were slender from Sheta's eyelashes with water droplets, sliding down, across his straight nose, and finally landed on his incredibly white lips, and the most beautiful pair of silver and blue. Luscious eyes, it seems that they have only been seen by him, and they have only been seen by him.
"Xieta." Bai Liu's voice was very soft. He bent down and put his ears on Xieta's chest, and opened his eyes straight. of."
-There is no heartbeat, no breathing, no body temperature, and no sign that Sheta will wake up.
"I'm serious." Bai Liu buried his head in Xieta's arms, his fists gradually clenched until his fingertips turned white.
Bai Liu could smell the thick, familiar smell of blood and the smell of the bottom of the person, and it was a breath that was approaching death.
Bai Liu hugged Sheta's shoulders harder and harder, and tightly folded her arms to hug Sheta, the drops of water dripping from the bodies of the two merged together.
"I don't think you are self-satisfied." Bai Liu said softly, leaning his head on Sieta's shoulder.
He put his forehead against Sieta's heart, bowed his head and blinked, dripping a drop of water on the duckweed eyelashes.
Xieta’s head leaned against Bai Liu’s shoulder without any strength. He did not answer Bai Liu’s painting, and his eyes were still not opened. Only the cold water in his hair fell into Bai Liu’s lapels, reminding him that he did pay. .
They hugged and leaned on each other, with their fingers interlocking, Bai Liu leaned on Sieta's shoulder, his voice was calm, and there was no ups and downs at all:
"Didn't you say that you are a monster? Come alive like a monster, and I will admit that you are a monster."
"You are like this, it makes me feel terrible, Sheta."
A drop of water slipped on Xieta's eyelashes, like a tear on the back of Bai Liu's hand.