Kou Dong: "Cut and cut?"
"It's about causing monsters and making them disabled." Ye Yanzhi explained, "In the "Qing Barnyard Banknotes", there was a related record that the bear man and the snake man were all made of strangers. Abducted children, let oneself choose wood People who get lame, blind, and limbed all take them as they are, and make them beggars begging for money to fatten them—this is a section of the book.”
He stared at the people in the crowd, and sighed softly.
The men counted them one by one. On this day, except for the newcomers like Kou Dong, everyone else took out a few coins. But he still seemed dissatisfied, his eyes searched back and forth among the group of gray children, and the children couldn't help arching their backs when they met his eyes, and flinched in the opposite direction without a trace.
The man said grimly: "Who gave the least?"
After these words were spoken, there was some commotion in the crowd. They looked at each other, and slowly stood aside, letting one of them out.
It was a very thin boy, trembling all over. Maybe it's because the appearance is not surprising, the small nose and small eyes are even a little ugly, and it doesn't look like it can make people feel pity.
He still wanted to stand in the middle of the crowd, but someone pushed him lightly, but still pushed him out.
The man spit on the ground and strode towards him.
"Say," he said roughly, "how much did you earn?"
He can't be considered strong. But standing next to the boy, he made the boy look like a chick that fell into the water, revealing a kind of panic from head to toe. He shook hands behind his back, his voice was low and hoarse: "Three... three copper coins."
"Three copper coins?"
The man sneered, as if he had heard a big joke, reached out to pick up his collar, and lifted him up completely.
"Did you hear that?—three coppers!"
The room was quiet, without any laughter. After a while, a child clumsily echoed, "Haha, hahaha..."
This sound seemed to be the beginning, and everyone rushed to laugh.
"Only three coppers? Too little?"
"If you want it from anyone, it's not just this number..."
Someone even pointed at the child and said loudly: "Is he still hiding? He—he looks like a thief!"
"Thief!"
"waste!"
The sound became louder and louder, and the immature voice was mixed with undisguised malice, which made Kou Dong frown. He glanced to the side, and Song Hong also looked uncomfortable, frowning at the group of children.
"No," the boy's voice contained tears, "no..."
He couldn't even utter a complete sentence.
The man didn't even look at him, and turned his face to the rest of the people.
"Good boy," he said, "tell me, what should I give him?"
"Wooden man!"
The remaining children shouted.
"Wooden man!!"
Amid such a sound, the man took out a rag bag from his body. He opened the mouth of the bag, revealing only a thin slit, and held it out to the boy.
"Choose one."
The boy's arm was trembling, and he couldn't reach it into the cloth bag after trembling for a long time.
"Hurry up," the man beside him urged him. "If you're so slow, I'll just give you the dog—I think your head is the best fit for it."
"-Do not!"
Even though they were not close, Kou Dong could still feel the panic aura emanating from the other party. His face turned pale, his pupils contracted erratically, obviously frightened, "I twitch, I twitch..."
The boy finally put his hand in completely.
He struggled to choose among them, and the small cloth bag was supported by a moving bulge. After half a day, he pulled something out of it.
It was a rough wooden figure with small spikes on the edges. When the boy took it out, he was scratched by the uneven wooden thorn.
A drop of blood stained the wooden figure.
The wooden human head, limbs, and facial features are all complete.
The boy trembled even deeper. He turned the wooden dummy around slowly, and saw a word written on its chest: Rat.
"It's a pity," the man smiled, but the smile didn't reach his eyes at all, "You are so thin, you can't be a qualified mouse beauty, at best you can be regarded as a dry mouse boy."
He threw the little wooden dummy to the ground.
The child's eyes lit up suddenly, as if he had some hope.
"But since you chose it yourself," the man laughed twice, "then your wish has come true."
Two strong men walked in from the door and twisted his arms like a twist. The boy wailed in despair, the sound made one's scalp tingle, and a trace of unconcealable fear flashed across the faces of the remaining children.
But none of them stood up.
The child's feet finally disappeared in front of the door. After the man left, the room fell into silence again.
It's just this kind of silence that makes one's scalp tingle even now.
Kou Dong asked in a low voice, "What will happen to him?"
"Didn't you hear?" Song Hong replied, his voice was not as calm as usual, "He wants to make him a mouse beauty."
"Rat beauty?"
"Haven't you seen it?"
Song Hong swallowed.
"At the door just now, I thought you'd seen it.—the snake."
It seemed extremely difficult to spit out the word snake from his mouth.
Of course Kou Dong saw it, at the time he just thought it was weird, but now he felt his scalp tingle when he was associated with the name "Mouse Beauty".
He was silent for a while, and asked, "A person?"
Song Hong nodded slightly.
"But what—"
"It started when I was young," he said briefly, obviously unwilling to say more, "twist off the limbs, wrap the fur with hot oil and hot blood, and condense in one place... After a long time, it is basically invisible."
Such evil makes people even feel physically uncomfortable.
Song Hong said softly: "This time, we have really entered the wolf's den."
Only when the sun was setting in the west did someone throw in a dirty basket containing several dry steamed buns. The room was full of children scrambling to grab it, but Kou Dong had no appetite, so he stuck at the end and didn't have the slightest intention to get up to grab it.
He still looks like a child now, but his eyebrows have not changed much, but his eyes are getting bigger and darker, his lips are rosy, and his cheeks are round, he looks much more cute than when he was an adult.
Rao Song Hong knew that this was actually a big guy who didn't take the usual path, so he couldn't help feeling a little inexplicable protective desire because of his appearance.
—When he grows up like this, people even have the heart to move mountains and seas for him.
"Eat something," Song Hong advised him, "I'm afraid there is only one meal, if you don't eat, you will definitely have a hard day tomorrow."
Kou Dong glanced at the cold steamed bun, but still disliked it, "I won't eat it."
He also didn't want to compete for food with such a group of children who seemed to have been hungry for a long time.
Besides, for some reason, there is always a strange sense of disobedience in his heart.
The story of this dungeon... Is it really like what they guessed
Song Hong said that Ah Xue also entered the dungeon, but the two separated after entering. It was only when Kou Dong opened his mouth to prevent the fat boy from revealing his real identity that he guessed, matching the child in front of him with the person in his memory.
But Ah Xue should also be able to see it, but she didn't come forward to recognize each other, which made Song Hong faintly worried.
Kou Dong was not worried.
He didn't get along with that little girl for a long time, but this short period of time was enough for him to see that A Xue was a smart girl. Calm, calm, and not chaotic in the face of danger, such a person can live brilliantly regardless of gender and in any environment.
He glanced at Song Hong, and said the truth: "I think she is more reliable than you..."
Song Hong: "..."
There was a rare sense of frustration on his stern face. After thinking about it, he had no way to refute it, so he said without confidence: "I have a solid reserve of knowledge."
I'm a graduate student!
The kind of top five universities!
This sentence was not uttered due to the possibility of revealing the real identity.
Kou Dong looked at him as if he was mentally retarded, got up after a few minutes, and silently changed his seat, sitting a little far away from him.
Song Hong: "What?"
Kou Dong calmly replied: "I'm afraid that I, a scumbag with little knowledge, will pollute your aura of being a master."
Song Hong: "..."
It clearly sounds like a good word, but why is it so malicious when it comes out of the young man's mouth...
Kou Dong put his finger on his mouth, hissed lightly, and listened carefully outside. Song Hong also realized something immediately, and carefully listened to the movement outside the door.
Outside the thin door panel, the sounds of people eating and drinking could be heard indistinctly. The people who were guarding the door seemed to have walked away and went to the yard to drink together.
If you want to ask anything, now is the best time.
Naturally, the two of them couldn't let go of this opportunity, and each asked about the current situation of these children. Song Hong didn't think it was a difficult task at first, but when he really asked, he found that their mouths were quite strict, and they basically didn't want to say anything to him.
After asking a few more questions, the little beggars' eyes became vigilant, and they pursed their lips and stared at him.
Song Hong has always been a good-looking person since he was a child, and he has never been seen like this before. The child's gaze made him reach out and stroke his hair, wondering if he had become a bald uncle.
I asked three or four questions in succession, all of which were the same. Song Hong couldn't help feeling a little frustrated.
This is simply a group of mussels that cannot be pried open. Moreover, this clam is not obedient, and his eyes always glance to his right.
What the hell is on the right
Song Hong also turned his head away with a heart to understand, but he was taken aback by seeing it. I don't know how Kou Dong did it, he was surrounded by a group of children at the moment, and he had a face like a rice dumpling in it, listening to the people around him timidly talking to him, and the rest of them were full of enthusiasm. gazed at him reverently, without blinking—
At that moment, Kou Dong seemed to have ascended the throne in this small room.
… Fuck.
Song Hong was stunned. He tried to get closer to Kou Dong, and asked, "How did you do it?"
Kou Dong wanted to show him the elderly phone he had drawn out. Although the elderly machine is old, there are still classic games such as Tetris and Snake, and he already has a full buff of favorability, which is enough to fool children who have no entertainment at all.
Who knew that Song Hong himself came up with the answer first, "Could it be because of motherhood?"
Kou Dong: "...?"
Song Hong was persuaded by himself strangely, "It's not unreasonable."
Kou Dong: "... ???"
The author has something to say:
Kou Dong: Tell me clearly, what is motherhood? ?
Song Hong: (hesitating)... So it's receptivity