sacrificial head

All the killings were magnificent performance

All the Killing is a gorgeous show

——Gang Xueyin

Ben walked out of the church with Delin in his arms, and Delin had no idea how to break free from Ben's arms.

He had never run so hard and embarrassed like today in his life. Now that the sun was about to rise, Delin hadn't slept all night, and the excessive blood loss caused his spirit and body to be overwhelmed.

Delin thought, if I'm still alive when I open my eyes, I must run away from this damned demon, whose eyes can no longer support his heavy eyelids, and he has lost consciousness.

When Ben carried Delin to his manor, Delin had passed out.

If Delin was awake, he would definitely regret running hard just now. This manor belongs to Ben.

Ben usually locks up his offerings in the church and then goes back to the manor to clean himself up, go out and socialize like a normal person.

But this offering had his own name engraved on it, which made Ben feel that it was extraordinary, like his own accessory, a very beautiful accessory, and his personal belongings.

So Ben brought his personal belongings back to the manor. Ben looked at Delin who had fallen asleep and let him wash his body on a whim. He felt that his sudden desire to imprint him last night and make him his personal belongings was really true. Excellent.

A sense of novelty made Ben feel that this was much newer than the sacrifice, and maybe he would keep this beautiful Derlin until he got impatient.

Ben locked Delin in the cellar of the manor, and he also went to clean his wounds and body.

When Delin woke up, he was in a dark cellar. He even thought that what happened before was just a dream. He just fell asleep under the cellar of Kent Castle.

But the fiery stabbing pain on his back made him very sober, he was very scared now, the surroundings were dark, dark and empty, as if there was a giant swallowing beast hidden in the darkness.

In the darkness, there was no living creature around Delin, only death that would come at any time.

Delin shrank back in fear and despair, he really couldn't bear the feeling of darkness around him, as if he was being swallowed up by something.

He tried his best to slam into the wine barrel next to him, thinking that at least the demon would come down to see him, or he would be killed if he slammed into it, so there would be less fear or pain.

Then Ben really arrived as expected, he didn't wear a mask and held a candle, and walked slowly towards Delin, and Delin watched Ben walking with blurry eyes in a pool of blood.

Then he heard Ben say angrily, "Damn it, these are the clothes I just washed and changed into, Delin, I'm going to sacrifice you to God!"

Delin thought it would be good for anyone, as long as he didn't blow out the candle, so Delin tremblingly grabbed Ben's trousers.

Ben felt Durling trembling, and he crouched down, and Durling immediately climbed up his arms and grabbed his hand that held the candle.

Ben laughed suddenly, and then looked mockingly at Delin's frightened and trembling look: "Little Delin, it's not a man who is afraid of the dark."

Delin didn't care what Ben said, and grabbed Ben's arm with all his strength in his bloodless hands.

Ben suddenly blew out the candle in his hand!Delin was terrified, holding Ben's hand and trembling violently, he began to feel a little short of breath, he had to do something, he let go of holding Ben's hand and hugged Ben tightly in the dark, like holding on to a What a lifesaver.

Ben felt that Delin in his arms was trembling like an animal, the blood on his head soaked his suit again, but his seemingly weak body was holding him tightly.

But the devil will not save people, he will never become the life-saving straw of human beings.

Ben bit by bit detached Delin's hand in disgust. He threw aside Delin, who was exhausted due to excessive blood loss, and lit the candle with a match.

"Ah, sure enough, Delin, you stained my suit again." Ben's tone was not friendly at all, but he was smiling.

Delin passed out again, and Ben kicked Delin's leg as if venting his anger. He felt that he was not enough to vent his anger after working so hard for so long, so he took out the knife in his arms and broke Delin's hamstring.

Delin woke up in pain, his blood-losing brain was like a puddle of mud, and all he could feel was a dull pain that drilled his bones.

He frowned in pain, his teeth still biting his lips tightly, without making a sound.The pain of broken muscles and bones made him feel heavy on his feet, as if his feet were being bitten by a lion, and then his eyes turned black one after another.

Delin was in a coma and then woke up again in pain, and his consciousness was fragmented.

When Delin woke up, he felt pain all over his body. He found that the candles in the cellar were lit, and the surroundings were not so dark.

He was pleasantly surprised to find that the heavy chains on his legs had been removed by Ben.

Great, this is a good chance to escape from here, Delin tried to stand up, but found that his feet didn't work at all, he found a thick bandage wrapped around his heel.

For a moment, Delin felt that the blood rushed to his forehead, and he tried hard to lift his feet up, but the feet under him were like wood, and there was no reaction at all.

Delin finally knew that he passed out and woke up painfully because his hamstring was severed by the devil.He angrily hit his leg with his fist, stood up, and moved!

Then Delin lowered his fist in despair, he knew that he would never be able to escape from here until he became a sacrifice to the devil.

But poor Delin didn't know that Ben would never offer a broken sacrifice to God. Delin's body was already broken, and Ben would never offer him a sacrifice to God.

Delin can only die in the most painful way in the despair of being devastated by Ben.

Now Ben is looking for his new sacrifice.

He couldn't wait until night to look for sacrifices. The church couldn't be empty without a sacrifice to accompany God.

Ben quickly put on the clown mask, wearing a rose red suit, and threw a circle of colored balls in the center of the circus stage.

Ah, he saw his sacrifice, the child in the pink dress, how beautiful it is, if the disobedient Xiao Delin can also look at this beautiful sacrifice.

At the climax of the burlesque show, all the lights in the circus tent were extinguished, and Ben walked slowly towards his victim, then covered the victim's mouth with a silk scarf, and led out of the tent.

Ben took the sacrifice out of the tent and went into another tent with makeup. The sacrifice's mouth was stuffed with Ben's silk scarf. She couldn't make a sound and could only sob and stare at her beautiful eyes, wet with tears of fear. her collar.

Ben looked very apologetic and said, "I'm sorry I shut you up in such a rude way to a lady."

So Ben took off the jacket of the rose red suit and tied the hands of the sacrifice.

Ben chose a hat with a large brim and a purple scarf for the sacrifice, which was big enough to cover the sacrifice's face.

Then Ben changed into a shirt and vest that looked like a deacon. He found that there was a wheelbarrow in the tent. He put the sacrifice on the cart and covered the sacrifice's hand with a blanket, which was restless. moving.

Ben put the knife on the victim's neck impatiently: "You know what will happen if you move around."

The sacrifice was trembling with fear, but he didn't struggle anymore.

Satisfied, Ben hid the knife in the corner of the side of the cart. As long as the victim made a rash move, Ben would let the knife make the victim shut up obediently.

The sacrifice felt the cold sharp knife against her body, and she even wondered if the knife had cut her skin.She didn't dare to tremble anymore, and kept her body from touching the knife.

In this way, Ben slowly pushed the sacrifice and disappeared into the crowd. The main circus tent behind him was in chaos, and the screams and curses gradually disappeared as Ben gradually walked away.

The sacrifice watched Ben slowly push her farther and farther, and then the road under the cart became narrower and narrower, and finally pushed her into the depths of the forest.

In this way, he pushed the sacrifice out of the tent without being noticed by anyone, away from the crowd.

Ben pushed the sacrifice into the church, and the blanket on the sacrifice's legs was wet with tears. Ben looked at the sacrifice's pitiful appearance with pity, and then locked the sacrifice with the stuck knife cross.

The sacrifice shook her head vigorously, tears wet the red carpet underneath, she could not speak because the silk scarf had to be stuffed in her mouth until night fell.

Ben unfastened the rose red suit that bound the victim's hands, and then fastened the heavy iron chains on the victim's wrists.

Ben smoothed out the wrinkles in the suit with his hands, then put on the suit, took out his clown mask from under the wheelbarrow and put it on.He picked up the hat and blanket that fell on the ground and folded them on the wheelbarrow, then pushed out of the church and said to the offering: "Stay here quietly, you won't want to escape and you won't be able to escape."

Ben slowly hummed and pushed the car back to the manor. Delin was trying to climb up the stairs of the cellar with his hands, dragging his body on the ground. There were not only bloodstains but also mud on his clothes, which looked filthy.

Delin had never suffered so much, and he began to miss some days in the castle.

Delin missed the orderliness that Charlie had arranged for him, and the days when the servants took good care of him and didn't need to do it himself.

Delin heard the sound of the cellar opening, and there was a funny face of a clown. Delin was terrified to see this funny smiling face. His eyes widened and he leaned back, knocking his head on the wine rack behind him. .

Ben's laugh came from that horribly funny smile: "Oh, my sweet little Delin, sooner or later you will be knocked into a pea-eating fool by yourself."

Delin knew that the funny and scary clown was Ben, and he wasn't in a better mood, God knows if the demon would suddenly kill him and stuff him in a wine barrel.

Delin forced himself to sit up, Ben walked towards Delin slowly, Delin backed away in horror, found that there was no way to go back and could only crouch in the corner with his head in his arms.

"Hey, dear little Delin, don't be so afraid of me." Ben grabbed Delin and picked him up.

Ben seems to be in a good mood, in fact he even kills with a smile on his face.

Delin didn't dare to relax his vigilance. He could feel the cold sweat on his back wet his shirt, and the sticky feeling made him feel even more frightened. The sweat flowed into the wound on his back, and there was a burst of soreness, but there was no place on his body that was not Painful, already numb to pain.

Ben carried Delin into the bathroom. He helped Delin take off his clothes in an orderly manner and then carried him into the bathtub. This did not make Delin relax his vigilance. What is Ben going to do to him.

Ben took the bath towel and gently wiped his body, which made Delin feel terrified. Delin felt his mouth was dry, and the shadow of death was always covering him. Soon the water in the bathtub turned into a mixture of blood and mud of dark red.

"Derlin doesn't like to be clean, it's dirty." Ben towel-dried Durrin's hair, and dressed him like Charlie usually did.

Delin didn't understand what Ben was going to do, and Ben carried him to the wheelbarrow. Delin looked at the cart in front of him and looked up at Ben.

"It seems that you finally dare to look at me." Ben pinched Delin's chin with great strength, and Delin broke Ben's hand in pain. Unfortunately, his strength was too weak, and Delin struggled to the point of pain. : "Let go...so...it hurts, I'm sorry...uh..."

Satisfied, Ben released his hand, and Durling felt his jaw and throat ache, as if dislocated.

Ben put Durin on the cart, and then put a hat with a big brim on Durin, and there was a purple gauze underneath to cover Durin's face.

Ben smiled at Delin: "Hey baby, you look like a beautiful lady now, can I invite you to a dance later."

Delin didn't dare to look directly at Ben, he could only bow his head and stare at his legs angrily in humiliation, he felt that there was nothing more insulting than this.

Ben didn't seem to need Delin's consent, he spread a blanket for Delin with a humming tune, and then pushed Delin towards the door. Delin looked at the slowly opening door, greedily looked at the outside world, and tried his best. Take a breath of fresh air.

Where is Ben taking him?church?Wait, isn't this manor the manor he ran away to ask for help last night?Knowing this fact, Delin clenched his fists angrily, feeling a burst of embarrassment.

The author has something to say:

Ben: Tsk, let me bathe Delin without making him an adult.

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