Sword Food House

Gao Shanna was going to refuse at first. After all, as a curse spirit, she is still a super-level curse spirit. Wouldn't it be too ridiculous if a magician should do things like revenge for her?

But she had a good point.

"If you want to take revenge, the most you can do is kill him directly."

"Torture him, scare him, make him confess, and kill him, is that enough? Is that the revenge you want to have?"

"The law can have a more perfect way of dealing with him, ensuring that he will suffer for this for the rest of his life. Even if some judgments may not be so relieved, I have money."

"If you have money, you can hire the best lawyer and give him the heaviest sentence. By the way, you can scare him once before you leave, so that he will live in pain and fear for the rest of his life. Isn't it more relieved than what you do? ?"

Mantras are made up of mantras, and they are produced with certain negative emotions of human beings. If you let them do things that are true, kind and beautiful, they can turn your head and slap you in the face.

If you want him to be a Madonna, he can spit it out on the spot.

But if you talk to him about revenge, then they won't be sleepy.

Gao Shanna is refreshed.

"Revenge...you can..."

Miss Dazi put her arms around her and looked over together. The two pairs of eyes that no longer belonged to human beings were full of pure trust and the joy of longing for revenge.

It's just that the one who is the mother has a more obvious look of pain in her eyes.

But she didn't say anything, and even helped Gao Shanna unload the small backpack on her back.

……

"It is preliminarily judged that the deceased has been dead for more than 48 hours. There are no obvious injuries on the surface of the body, but there are residual bruises on the body surface. He is wearing a blue school uniform, a yellow hat on his head, and pink children's shoes on his feet. He was also carrying a backpack, but the salvage team has not salvaged specific items."

"If you have the corresponding identity information, please contact the XXX police station at 05XXX..."

This is a message sent out on the social network of a certain police station yesterday. There is a vague information about a little girl and pictures of various accessories on her body.

According to Yidizhi, the little girl's body was swollen and swollen, and there were obvious scars on her face, making it impossible to find out her identity through facial recognition.Around the waist of the corpse, several boulders were tied to prevent her from floating in the water.

According to the normal situation, when the corpse was found by people, it should have been severely decomposed and turned into a giant, and it was impossible to identify the identity of the corpse, especially the information of children may be entered into the age group that is still relatively vague (if there are not enough restraints in rural primary schools , some children's account information will be let go if there is an error.)

But it may be that God wanted to give this child a chance to see the sun again. She was washed out by the flash flood and pushed to the bank full of weeds.

The police actively investigated her identity, and finally Saori carried a small schoolbag to send the result today.

Takashige Yamamoto, the husband of Ms. Tatsuko, and the father of Na Yamamoto.

Before the abuse of his wife resulted in her death, the unforgivable crime had already been committed.He personally killed his daughter and pushed her into the river under the pretext of sending her to school.

In order to prevent her from floating, he used the excuse of playing games to tie stones to her body in advance.

Due to mental illness since childhood, Shan Benna, who had slow intellectual development and slow speech, felt something was wrong with her father, but she did not resist.

I want to please my father, I want him to be happy, I want him to touch my head, I want him to treat my children as gently as other fathers, I want... He smiled to himself.

So she didn't resist from the beginning to the end, and was sent to death by her father.

The feeling of death is very uncomfortable, the feeling of suffocation occupies all the senses, the body seems to become a water bag, and water is poured into it from all directions, and the thoughts are gradually empty and floating. In the severe pain, strange things are injected in mind.Yamamoto didn't know how to describe that feeling, as if her soul was torn into several pieces, then roughly stuffed into various things, and finally stitched together casually to form her now.

The resentment of countless children who died at the hands of their parents was stuffed into her body. They tried to control her mind, occupy her mind, and turn her into another person.

In a way, they succeeded.

Unlike the little girl who cowered back timidly and looked at her father, now Yamamoto is much more agile in her hands. Saori and the others stood outside the room, and through the monitoring, they saw that Takashiro Yamamoto, who was sleeping soundly, was hung up , Grabbing the throat slowly tightened.

Human beings cannot directly see the curse spirit. Except for some gifted people, some of the remaining part can see the curse spirit when they are dying, and the rest... can't even see it before death trash player.

Takasei Yamamoto is undoubtedly such a person.

He was pinched by the throat, blushing and roaring silently, it could be seen that he was really struggling, waving his hands and opening his mouth to scream, trying to make some movement so that the guards outside could hear him, and rescued him once he came in. Little life, but unfortunately all these actions were stopped.

The people who might have come in to patrol and rescue him were also stopped by Saori and the others. If Yamamoto wanted to kill him, no one could save him.

"If he really died, the two of you will be severely punished..." Knowing that he had no way to dissuade them, Yidizhi protested cautiously at this moment with his conscience as an auxiliary supervisor, "Even if it is five Mr. and Ms. Asano can't do things that intentionally harm ordinary people, this is a taboo that magicians must never violate."

Wutiao Maomao pulled down the sunglasses, found a small cardboard box and squatted in by himself, acting like I didn't know anything.The other... is chatting on the phone at this time.

"The real person ran away again?"

"It's normal. If you don't want to die, you will definitely run away. It's okay, you have so many children with you, and they have other magic spirits to support them, so it's fine if nothing happens."

"Curses are just like weeds, they can't be killed cleanly. Even if you kill the real person, there will still be a curse that inherits his curse power after a long time, so it doesn't matter if you escape, why don't you use it to make something else?" Experiment. Yaoyan, did you feed him the new version of the popping candy I put on you before? Well, have you finished what I told you later? "

"Ah, it's really good. Let's make other delicious food when we go back. Do you like to eat almond tofu? Recently, I suddenly have an idea for this thing. But it will be a bit boring to eat desserts. Why don't we go back and cook hot pot together? "

……

Yidizhi: "..."

Aggrieved and hugged the thin self.

No one cares about him at all, what should I do, I feel that my sense of existence is really low, should I go somewhere for further training, how can I make myself look more majestic.

But the majesty...these two won't listen to him, will they?

*****

"Ho...ho..."

The man was suspended in mid-air, struggling painfully.

His pupils had begun to slowly dilate, his face was flushed, and a deep handprint had been pinched on his neck.It seemed that he was about to be strangled to death, but when he crossed the critical line of death, he would be released again, gaining precious breathing time, and tightened again after a few seconds of buffering.

The hunter plays with his prey vilely, watching with satisfaction as he writhes in his hands.

Miss Dazi stood in the corner, staring blankly at all this, without taking any action to stop it.Her arm still twitches from time to time, which is the sequelae left after he smashed it with a stool a long time ago, and it will start to sore and twitch in the cold night, and she can't even hold the rice bowl, let alone do something else .But no one cared, except her daughter, no one cared about her feelings.

She was afraid of this man coming back every day, but not now, she was no longer afraid.

"..."

Yamamoto squeezed out a small ball with her magic power, gestured up and down, squeezed Yamamoto Takashiro's mouth and forced it down.Takashiro Yamamoto opened his mouth, panting in pain like a catfish being fished out of water, he tried to spit out the mass, but the hand that grabbed his throat out of thin air made all his movements paralyzed In vain.

Is this... is it hell?

The man's hand gradually lost its strength, and it fell down and hit the edge of the steel bed, making a crisp sound.

"Ding--"

The phone's notification rang, and Saori received a message from Bai Ze, which was a picture.

The real earthworm lies listlessly on the ground.

There was foam on the corner of his mouth, as if he had been forcibly fed something, his eyes were empty, and he was completely devoid of energy.The most eye-catching thing is that a red belt was tied around his neck, probably because Bai Ze creatively tied a big red bow on him.

The award certificate drawn by himself on white paper was pasted on his body.

[Thanks to real people for helping us solve problems, helpful, kind and friendly.In order to express my gratitude to you, I specially reward you with a little red flower and ten boxes of popping candy. (Jumping candies can be picked up next time)]

There are all kinds of certificates, and there are all kinds of paintings.

It is crooked, it looks like it was made by a child, but the way it is pasted is very rough.It was Yaoyan who sewed it on him with a needle. It sounds painful, but seeing his original appearance, he probably doesn't mind this kind of packaging.

"Really, are you alright?"

Hua Yu and the others finally rescued him, but looking at his current state, they were really worried that he would be autistic.The curse spirits all have extremely strong psychological qualities, even if you beat them like dogs this time, at worst we will come back next time, but this time...

Is this psychological trauma?

Hua Yu summoned a bunch of twigs and vines, and was about to scoop up all the messy certificates on the real person, but just as soon as he started, a particularly cheerful music sounded from somewhere.

[Ding Lingling, here is a surprise praise for Little Bell. 】

[Congratulations to everyone who successfully received the real kid. Today he is very brave. In order to reward his bravery, besides the little red flower, the teacher also gave other small gifts. 】

[Please check it. 】

Before the others could react, a strange box suddenly exploded.

Leuhu let out a scream from the splashed soup, and then turned into a Leuhu head under the surprised eyes of other curse spirits.