People say that even if a tiger is poisonous, it will not eat its seeds. There is no mother in the world who does not love her children. More mothers are selfless and dedicated characters who deserve to be praised and admired by thousands of people.
But it is undeniable that there is something in this world that can destroy people's reason and emotions. Lovers in the past can turn against each other, brothers can kill each other, and even children can be used as tools and victims.
This kind of thing is called profit.
That night, Song Ye broke into Shao Yichen's room with a cold body. When he came out, the moon was already in the sky.
She returned to Ye's house, and from a distance she heard Ye Lingyin roaring and cursing in the room, "Get out, where is Song Ling? Get Song Ling here! Go quickly!" Then, there was another earth-shaking noise inside. The sound of beating.
At night, Ye Lingyin's mood was always extremely unstable, erupting like a suppressed volcano, and her whole person was in a hysterical state.
When the maid rolled out of the room, she happened to bump into her and immediately let her in as if she was relieved.
The secret guard outside the door remained motionless, allowing things in the room to be smashed out, and remained indifferent.
"Ah, where is Song Ling, Song Ling!" The roar of collapse continued. When Song Ye entered the door, the decibels of the volume irritated the eardrums, making people particularly uncomfortable.
Ye Lingyin was wearing a white cotton and linen nightgown, barefoot, and sitting on the floor with her hair disheveled. The surroundings were in a mess. The ferocious smile on her face was like that of a mentally ill patient, showing a strange coldness.
Seeing Song Ye come in, she suddenly became quiet again, and the mania all over her body seemed to be calmed down in an instant. She got up from the ground, walked to Song Ye, and showed a sweet smile, "Song Ling, you are here. "
Song Ye stared at her without speaking, but there was a trace of pity in his eyes.
"Huh? Why are you looking at me like that?" She tilted her head and looked over in confusion. Her fair skin was smooth and greasy, and her pale face was not pretty. Without waiting for Song Ye to answer, she pulled Song Ye up. holding his hand and mysteriously lowering his voice, "Shh, don't make any noise. I'll take you to a good place. Let's go from here."
Immediately, she turned around and walked towards her big bed, then pushed away the quilt, revealing the mechanism under the bed board.
The passage was long and winding, and it was unknown where it led. There was only a lantern underneath, illuminating the rough ground and Ye Lingyin's feet that were scarred by stones.
But she still happily pulled Song Ye forward, her cold palms without any warmth from beginning to end.
Song Ye was led by her for more than half an hour before he came out of the underground and entered a hidden cave on the steep mountainside.
The entrance to the cave was blocked by vines. When the vines were lifted, there was still a railing with an iron door locked behind it, making it look like a prison cell.
There was a squeaking sound. There was nothing else in the mountains except the whistling mountain wind in the middle of the night. This sound was particularly harsh.
After Song Ye entered with a lantern, he saw that the men and women imprisoned five meters deep were all in ragged clothes, unkempt, and so thin that only a handful of bones were left. There were even children of several years old inside. Going deeper, there is a large area of white bones, and the entire bottomless cave is like a huge Shura field.
"Huh? There are so many bones. It seems that we have to find a new place. It's too narrow and it won't be comfortable." Ye Lingyin also looked inside with her little feet, and then said quite distressedly Said something.
From what she meant, this was not the only place where such a prison was filled with dead people.
"Song Ling, why don't you ask where this place is? You're not afraid. This is too boring." Ye Lingyin turned around and looked at Song Ye, who was standing aside with a still expression. She stuck out her tongue and said with some disgust. He wrinkled his nose, then thought of something again, and complained in a low voice: "I don't know how An Mo could fall in love with such a boring gourd like you..."
Although her voice was low, Song Ye could still hear her clearly.
Anmo likes her? Song Ye didn't know what happened.
"Who are these people?" Song Ye looked around and found that these people had no obvious external injuries. They were obviously just weak and imprisoned here. They should not be disciples who had made mistakes.
"Huh? Are you talking about them?" Ye Lingyin tilted her head, her hair sticking to her face obediently, and extended her fingers to introduce her one by one, "These three people are a family, this is a family, but they Their children have just died, and their parents have become bones behind them. Well, I can’t introduce this to you.”
The girl's voice changed from the coldness during the day and became innocent and romantic, mixed with a touch of softness, like a child who was ignorant of the world.
But precisely because of her tone and expression, she seemed particularly strange and inconsistent in such a situation.
"Hehe, do you really want to know why they are locked up here? Ask me, and I will tell you." The girl's pure face was full of smiles, and she looked over expectantly.
Song Ye's heart sank slightly, "Why?"
After hearing the expected conversation, the girl clapped her hands happily, "Because they are of the same race, they broke the rules and got married privately, and they gave birth to a sick child, so they have to be locked up and left to starve to death."
It's okay to punish the adults, but Ye Meimei's method is to kill all the children together, which is so cruel and undermines moral integrity.
"There is another kind of person locked up here." Before Song Ye went to carefully check the situation of the children, the girl spoke again, in a long tone, and slowly walked over as if she was trying to show off, "I have a bad temper after dark, mother is afraid I am noisy, so I am allowed to use this place to play. There were many maids who accompanied me here in the past, and they... are all waiting for you inside!"
They're all waiting for you inside!
The last sentence suddenly changed into a sharp tone, followed by a bright blade carrying a swift wind attack.
The blade of the blade was fast and accurate, and it reached the eyes in an instant. When it was only one centimeter away from Song Ye's eyeballs, its momentum continued unabated. The girl really wanted Song Ye's life.
The latter's eyebrows were cold, and a wall of energy was erected in front of him. Then he didn't dodge, and quietly looked at the crazy girl in front of him.
The blade combined with the wind technique hit the air wall with a clanging sound. Ye Lingyin was shocked and bounced away. After a brief moment of shock, she roared and rushed forward with a ferocious face, "Ah, Song Ling, you must die, I I can't let you take An Mo away, why, why does An Mo want to protect you, why does he even refuse to look at me, why does even father care about you so much, why..."
Countless accusations came one after another with the sound of impact, and Ye Lingyin had thousands of reasons for resentment, gathering like poisonous snakes.