[Comprehensive fear] This shitty world

Hannibal stole the bottle of police veritaserum, and the transparent liquid was injected into his body along the needle. Hannibal lay flat on the bed, waiting for the moment when memories would overwhelm him.

Reliving that nightmare, Hannibal's body twitched unconsciously, and the sinister faces of those people flashed in front of him again.

There was a dwarf in the woods, calm and silent.

He has a little purple coat.

Who does it tell us that the dwarf will be?

who stood alone in the woods,

Wearing his little fuchsia overcoat.

They sang nursery rhymes and teased Misha with a teddy bear. Her clothes were stripped clean, and her dirty body was washed clean. Bubble.

With greedy smiles on their faces, they hugged Misha's small body and put her down slowly.

The aroma permeates instantly.

*******

Hannibal returned to the small wooden house back then, and the things inside were dilapidated. Hannibal took out the relics his mother had hidden there from the decorated bear head.

The copper bathtub had already grown a thick layer of patina, and small white bones were scattered messily around the bathtub, most of which had been buried by dust.

Hannibal carefully picked up the bones one by one, as if treating a peerless treasure, and wiped it over and over again.

Revisiting on the spot, what happened back then flashed back in my mind one by one. At that time, she had died, but Hannibal who survived was not easy. At that time, he was only a child, and he suffered so much psychological damage. , the wounds caused can never heal.

Brother, what should I do to make you feel better?

A black shadow quietly approached behind Hannibal, who was lost in memory, and the sharp blade raised high was shining coldly in the moonlight.

"Brother, be careful."

Hannibal drew out the samurai sword he carried with him, and swung it with his backhand.

The sneak attacking man let out a scream and fell down clutching his wound. Hannibal looked down at the man with a devilish smile on his handsome face.

The rope was tied to the post of the wooden house and the other end was tied to the horse.

The dust was flying, and the decayed houses fell to the ground, and everything that happened in the past was completely buried in the ruins.

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The morning sun shines through the gaps in the leaves, and the crisp calls of birds come from the depths of the quiet woods.

Hannibal buried Misha's bones together with the copper bathtub in the soil.

A small tombstone was erected, and Hannibal carved Misha's name stroke by stroke.

"Misha, do you like it here?"

"like."

Her soul is in Hannibal's body, and it doesn't matter where her bones are buried.

"Misha, my brother will avenge you soon, and none of those who hurt you will be able to escape."

*******

"Mr. Dottrich, on behalf of me and my family, I welcome you."

With a smile on his face, Hannibal performed a standard gentleman's salute.

The man who attacked Hannibal last night was firmly tied to a tree with a thick hemp rope, with a foul-smelling veil stuffed in his mouth. He turned his head and looked at the handsome young man in front of him in horror.

"Do you remember the tub with hot water boiling over the stove?"

The rag was removed from his mouth, and Dottrich explained in a panic: "She will die sooner or later, I swear."

The moment she saw Dottrich, Rococo felt a strong sense of hatred in her heart. Looking at the man who brutally killed her back then, and listening to the shameless explanation, the anger and resentment in her heart surged out.

Dottrich, have you ever thought that one day you will become a fish on the chopping board and be slaughtered by others.

Cannibals, people eat.

How could she forget the heart-piercing pain of being cooked alive?

Luo Keke originally thought that she didn't care, but when she saw one of the murderers who hurt her back then, Luo Keke's heart ignited a monstrous anger, which almost burned her sanity.

Hannibal continued to question the murderer, but Rococo couldn't feel it anymore. She only had eyes for the man who was still making excuses.

She hates, hates so much... As Dottrich splattered more and more blood, Rococo's consciousness gradually blurred, and a huge traction pulled her soul, trying to pull her Out of Hannibal's body...

"Hannibal!!!"

The tearing sensation from the soul made Rococo panic. She screamed in horror, but she was powerless to resist the strange suction.

Dottrich's head flew high and landed on Misha's grave, blood seeped down slowly along the soil.

The suction became stronger, and Rococo's soul was stripped out of Hannibal's body. She could no longer resist the pain and fainted from the pain.

***

I don't know how long it took, Rococo woke up again, opened his eyes, seeing nothing clearly in the darkness, and subconsciously stretched out his hand.

As she moved, the light in front of her eyes became more and more bright. When she saw the familiar woods, she realized that what blocked her sight just now was dirt.

Luo Keke struggled to sit up, this small movement consumed her huge physical strength, she panted heavily, her eyes fell on the tombstone in front of her inadvertently, the content written on it was written by her not long ago Look at Hannibal's own handwriting.

Rococo felt as if he had suffered accumulatively, and he couldn't recover for a long time.

(╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻ What happened to this fantastic and impossible thing? Who can tell how her body that has been completely turned into a pile of bones is reassembled into a soft and fat body? The fat, white and tender little body?

It's not so easy to cheat corpses! ! ! !

What is she now?

Rococo crawled out of the grave and took a step forward with his short legs.

"Ahhhhh!!!!"

She overestimated her physical strength, her feet went limp, and she rolled uncontrollably.

When Hannibal heard the voice and looked back, he saw only a small round, invisible meat ball rolling towards him at high speed.

"boom!"

Hannibal was hit by the meat ball, and the meat skewer in his hand fell into the fire, and was instantly swallowed by the flames.

"Mi... Misha?"

Even the extremely determined Hannibal was stunned by the strange scene in front of him. His sister, who had been dead for many years and turned into bones, appeared alive in his arms at this moment.