I heard my dad is a clown [Comprehensive Yingmei]

The skinny woman raised her head frantically. She gently picked up the cloth bag with the strength of brushing off the dust on the petals, and held it high to the feet of the high priest.

A corner of the cloth bag slid off, revealing its contents—the corpse of a baby.

It looked like a five or six-year-old boy, as if he had been placed for a long time and his body had shrunk, his shriveled skin was black and wrinkled.Probably because he was wrapped in the simple cloth without any treatment, and the disgusting rancid smell was exuding around him, and people couldn't help but vomit when they got close.

"This is my child! He, he was just playing at the door, and was shot dead by the villains for no reason! Please bring him back to life!!"

The woman knelt on the ground and walked to the feet of the hanging god, her cloudy white eyes reflected scarlet light.She leaned over and pressed her cheek against the boy's wrinkled forehead, and tears of excitement dripped down his eyelashes on his corpse, soaking a small piece of dry and cracked skin.

Undetectable strands of blue filaments drifted from the head of the high priest into the air, and then entered the woman's body along the ears, nose and facial features.

After receiving the feedback of mental power, a strange smile bloomed on the pale and soft mask of the man in yellow robe.

Maintaining a high suspended state, the High Priest's equally pale and slender right hand protruded from the robe.The fingertips moved slightly, and bits and pieces of bright yellow light leaked from his fingers, like miniature stars, melting into the boy's body without hindrance.

The woman stared frantically at the falling lights, muttering to herself that she wanted to catch them with her hands, but was suppressed by invisible pressure and couldn't move.

The high priest watched her expression condescendingly, not letting go of the slightest change.Sensing the trace of greed that the woman hid so well under the ecstasy, he paused slightly, and withdrew the palm that bestowed light.

"He's resurrected."

The high priest withdrew the pressure on the woman and reminded her lightly.

As if responding to what he said, the corpse wrapped in the cloth bag suddenly opened its eyes, revealing the already dilated pupils.

The boy moved his stiff limbs and struggled violently in the cloth wrap.He turned his head with difficulty, and let out a broken breath of "ho ho" in his throat.

The eyes were wide open, and the yellowed eyeballs were bloodshot, staring straight at his mother.Different from the mad motherly love shown by the woman in black robe, the boy made a threatening low-key as if he didn't know her, like an irrational beast.

"Horton! My boy! What's wrong with you?!"

Staggering to avoid the sharp teeth bitten by the boy, the woman in black crawled on the concrete floor and looked up at the high priest.

"Almighty God! My child! Horton..."

"He's resurrected." Just turned into a monster without reason or emotion.

The sharp claws that were as sharp as blades protruded out quickly amidst his howling in pain, the burst canines suddenly grew, and transparent saliva dripped from between the lips and teeth.

The boy used his nails to tear the cloth bag restricting his movements into pieces, bent his upper body down, and swooped towards the woman.

"Hey-uh-ahhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

The woman subconsciously clenched the scimitar hanging from her waist, and cut off the sharp claw that pierced her eyes with her backhand.

Putrid black pus gushed from the tip of his claws.

really.

The high priest showed a clear expression.

Just now from the memory, I sensed that this woman was hiding something, and now I looked at it, I really saw it right.

The black-robed woman was not an ordinary citizen who kept her own life, but a prostitute attached to a gang member.This boy is not her own child, but her sister's orphan.

The story is very corny.The woman in the dust has a good relationship with her sister. After being greedy and stealing the gangster's secret goods, she went into hiding because she was hunted down.When the pursuers came to the door, the elder sister hid her child and younger sister in the storage room under the floor.

The gang members who couldn't find the whereabouts of the goods killed the woman's sister. They searched every corner, but they didn't expect someone to dig a secret room under the floor.

When they withdrew, the woman took her nephew to live in hiding, and lived safely for a period of time.

However, no one in the crime capital of Gotham can believe that the woman's whereabouts were leaked by neighbors to the gangsters who have never given up looking for her.

It just so happened that she was going out to find a buyer who could take over the goods, and only her nephew was left at home to play alone.So when she came back, all she was left with was the corpse of the child thrown downstairs, and the bright red blood letters on the wall.

Her sister's whole family was killed by her, and the exhausted woman finally couldn't help but had a nervous breakdown. She hugged her nephew's body and cried day and night until the tears ran dry and her eyes were destroyed, and her beautiful face was no longer there.

It wasn't until I accidentally joined a religion that believed in gods outside the universe that I regained the goal of living.

It sounds like a beautiful family relationship, but it reveals the atmosphere of conspiracy from beginning to end.

In short, it was just a greedy woman who tried to seek benefits that did not belong to her, but took the lives of her only two relatives.The dead little Holden was indeed very important to her heart, but definitely not more important than herself.

The high priest looked at the woman on the ground who really regarded the boy as her son due to insanity. Her desperate and crazy motherly love for the child has disappeared, replaced by a sharp and sharp attack.

It's hypocritical and uninteresting.

The revived monster was still very weak just after waking up, but as time went by, his strength was gradually increasing, and he gradually had a tendency to counterattack.

"You're not Holden! Give my child...my child back!!"

The woman screamed like weeping blood, her thin face was full of grief, and the machete in her hand cut off a finger of the monster.

"Hey-"

The monster raised its head and roared, and the howling that resounded through the sky pierced the woman's eardrums, causing a buzzing in her ears, and two lines of blood slowly flowed out from the cochlea.

The hazy light formed a blurred image, and the woman snarled indiscriminately, trying to send the knife in her hand into the monster's head.

The snow-white light of the knife pierced the air, and the blade split the monster's shrunken head, but a sharp pain came from her abdomen.

The woman was startled, and quickly lowered her head to look, only to see that her chest and abdomen were pierced by a black beast's sharp claw, blood was flowing, and the exposed intestines and organs in the abdominal cavity could be vaguely seen.

The tip of the sharp claw slid forward lightly, grabbed something and then pulled it back neatly.

The severe colic and massive blood loss made the woman's eyes black.Before she could open her eyes and take a closer look at the situation in front of her, the light body fell down heavily, stirring up a cloud of dust.

The monster that the boy turned into was not much better either. The last knife from the woman happened to hit his neck with such force that his head was on the verge of falling. Withered texture and white bone stubble.

He staggered and took two steps towards the high priest, then fell down and never got up again.

The tattered cloth strips floated slightly in the air, and the high priest grabbed some yellow light spots from the tragic death of the woman, turned around and disappeared without hesitation.

As the breeze blew, the terrifying corpse of the boy dissipated and disintegrated into a pile of soot-like black particles covering the corpse of the woman.

**

New York, Stark Building.

Sitting on the sofa in the living room are two men with different characteristics - a bearded rich man with big eyes and short legs and a peach buttocks, and a ferocious big red bird with wide shoulders, narrow waist and long legs.

The two sat opposite each other on the sofa, and Tony sat slumped like a boneless man, staring at Jason, who was sitting upright, with his death gaze from time to time.

The young man stared at the little octopus lying on the luxurious fish tank basking in the purple light without changing his expression, his downcast eyes were full of soft love.

"Chirp..."

Joey turned over to get a more even tan, and his fleshy little paws, one on each side, were tightly grasped by the fingers of his old father and boyfriend.

The soft octopus tentacles do not have the cold and greasy touch of ordinary aquatic products, but are slightly cooler than ordinary people, like a drop of water falling on the fingertips, which calms down the restlessness in the heart for no reason.

"Chirp..."

The little girl caressed the tips of the big red bird's wings coquettishly, twisting and turning as slippery as jelly.

Originally, the old father only wanted to bring Joey a fish back, but the little octopus grabbed Jason's finger and refused to let go.Tony was afraid that she would be hurt by pulling away his delicate little claws, so he reluctantly took the bat cub home.

The glass beads sent by Constantine slowly and continuously emitted light, and the translucent golden light melted into her body little by little, making her grow up a little bit.

Now it is the size of a whole palm.

The old father lovingly touched her little head with his fingers, and Joey leaned back, spitting bubbles.

So cute!

Two men with different thoughts come up with the same idea at the same time, they are addicted to sucking pink octopus and cannot extricate themselves.

A pale and slender hand picked up the transparent beads placed beside Joey and looked at them carefully.

The corners of the yellow robe fluttered, and the black debris stained between the cloth strips was brushed away by the high priest. He took off the blank mask and shook it casually, turning into star dust and disappearing in the air.

"This bead is not bad, the person who gave it has a heart."

The man stuffed it back into the little girl's free tentacles, and when the yellow robe fell off, a bright yellow ball floated out from the skirt.

The high priest flicked it with his fingers, and the ball slowly flew over Joy's head. While the little octopus curiously stretched out its tentacles to fish for it, the yellow ball rushed into her mouth at the right time.

"vomit--"

As soon as the ball of light entered the mouth, it turned into a warm current and fell into his stomach, which made Joey burp loudly.

The golden light spots were dragged and surrounded by the pink and tender little guy, spinning and flying, as beautiful as a magical fairy tale.

The light spots floating aimlessly stopped suddenly, and rushed into the little octopus's body like crazy, and the remaining ones that couldn't squeeze in densely squeezed Joy, wrapping her into a solid light cocoon.

The dazzling golden light cocoon became thicker and thicker, and finally quietly suspended on the water surface without moving.

"Boom-"

After a long time, the crisp cracking sound rang in everyone's ears.Tony hurried over to observe carefully, a crack appeared on the solid surface of the light cocoon, revealing a cute pocket palm.

The two of them held their breath and waited quietly. Two small heads with big knuckles stuck out timidly from the slit, the smooth black hair stuck to their cheeks, and the fresh green pupils were full of ignorance.

"Come here, come to Dad."

Tony, full of paternal love, opened his hands, ready to welcome the arrival of the little girl.

"dad?"

The little girl stumbled out of the light cocoon, revealing eight tender and soft octopus tentacles.

The old father was almost lost in reason by being cute.

My daughter is just so cute, even the tentacles are so cute!

Ok? !

tentacle? ! !