Only 5t5 persecuted world
Chapter 94 Day 94 of the Persecution
In the early morning, the little sparrow with peasy eyes shook the branches and twittered endlessly, and the balcony door was pulled open by a child's hand.
Children can go to kindergarten when they are four years old. There is a Little Red Flower Kindergarten near Xuejian’s home. Half of the reason Xuejian and his wife choose to live here is because it is close to the school district.
When they got married, they thought that they would have an angel-like child, wearing a cute rabbit school uniform for kindergarten, jumping to and from school every day and returning home happily, with little red flowers given by the teacher on the back of their hands.
Later, they really had a daughter as lovely as an angel.
It's just that the kindergarten, the Xuejian couple never mentioned it again.
Little Red Flower Kindergarten is very lively every day. Many different children are led by their parents and sent into the enclosure filled with small animal patterns.The teacher in the garden will give every child who goes to school a small yellow hat, like an upside-down pot helmet covering the heads of the little radish heads.
Today is another day for the pot helmets to go to school. The five-year-old child Zhizhi lay on the balcony watching one after another of the yellow pot helmets pouring into the kindergarten like water drops into a stream.
The little girl gnawed at the corn in her hand, a little envious.
She is five years old. If she goes to kindergarten, she will be a very good top class student. She is the kind of child who even asks her to pick and play with the new building block bunny Thomas the train.
"Zhizhi, what are you looking at?" The woman's gentle hand brushed the twin ponytails that Zhizhi spent half an hour combing every day, "Mom bought you a new bow, do you want to try it?"
The corn was half-gnawed by the neat little teeth, Zhizhi raised her head and smiled at her mother, "Yes!"
Her strange pupils of bright black and bright red were exposed to the woman's gaze, the woman's pupils were empty, and the head that was touching the top of the girl's head trembled slightly.
"Zhizhi." The mother said in a soft voice, "Didn't we agree? We must cover the left eye properly."
"Why, I think it's beautiful." Zhizhi touched her eyes, she had seen her mother's red agate necklace, and that expensive gemstone couldn't compare to her eyes.
Bitterness in the woman's mouth.
In Japan, where the hair is colorful, the color of the eyes is not only black. There are 72 standard color cards for the left eye and 72 colors for the standard color card for the right eye. Shouldn't have been so alarmed.
But it's because it looks good, it's so good-looking, it's so beautiful that it's completely different from the beauty that humans can have.Staring at that bright red pupil is like staring at a beautiful inhuman monster, under the astonishment is a burst of chilling fear.
It was as if even the soul had been seen through, and everything that was tried to hide was exposed in the girl's clear pupils.
As a mother, she dared not look at her daughter at all.
It must be covered.The first idea of a woman is not a blindfold, but to wear black contact lenses to cover it up.
Zhizhi doesn't like colored contact lenses, she doesn't like them very much, she likes her original color.After being insisted by her parents to wear colored contact lenses once, she refused to say anything, and the woman did not insist anymore.
There is no other reason. The most expensive black contact lenses can't match Zhizhi's other "normal" eye.
"Be good, Zhizhi." The woman knelt down to coax her daughter, "I'm going to elementary school next year, so I have to get used to wearing blindfolds, and I absolutely must not take them off."
Cover it up, even if you are deceiving yourself and others.
Although he can't play with the little pot helmets, it's always a good thing to be able to go to school, Zhi Zhi reluctantly nodded.
The little girl ran to the living room to play with the corn cobs she had gnawed halfway, and the woman straightened up to tidy up her daughter's room.
This is a rather warm children's room, with many pink and warm yellow elements, but unlike other children's rooms that are covered with plush carpets to prevent children from falling, there are almost no combustibles in the whole room except sheets and pillows.
The weirdest thing is a bright red dry ice fire extinguisher lying carelessly on the children's bed. The fire extinguisher has been wiped clean, and it is something that Zhi Zhi hugs to sleep every night.
The woman took some effort to lift the heavy fire extinguisher canister out of the bed, gasping for breath from exhaustion, and her hand holding the canister was red from strangulation.Every day, she thinks about how a five-year-old girl in Zhizhi effortlessly carries the fire extinguisher around with one hand, as easily as carrying a rubber duck.
Looking at her red hand, the woman persuaded herself not to think about it.
I can't think about it anymore, there are so many things that the child is different from ordinary people that I can't even count them.
She leaned over to spread out the corners of the quilt, and she was not surprised to see dots on the quilt, like small holes scalded by sparks.
This is already the result of trying to restrain, Zhizhi once almost burned half of the bed because she slept too much.Since then, she has lugged a dry ice fire extinguisher from the attic and never let it go.
It doesn't matter.The woman worked mechanically, thinking as she did it: the neighbors would not find out if the fire hadn't started, and no one would know how special Zhizhi was. She would definitely allow her daughter to live like a normal person for the rest of her life.
The woman doesn't understand how Zhizhi controls the endless heat in her body during the long night, she doesn't know the secret that the air conditioner is secretly adjusted to the lowest gear in summer, and she doesn't know that the quilt covering Zhizhi in winter The moment she went out, she was completely lifted.
From a very young age, Zhizhi's restraint was silent and silent.
The burning hole my mother sees now is the result of thousands of times and tens of thousands of times of containment.
Zhizhi stayed in the living room and finished eating the corn cobs. The father read the newspaper while looking at his daughter from the corner of his eye.He saw the little girl who was gesturing to the mirror with a bow tie suddenly poked her head out to look at the neighbor's aunt who was going out with a vegetable basket. Her lips parted as if she wanted to say something, and she immediately called out, "Zhizhi! Come back!"
He almost broke his voice, and the panicked five-year-old could hear it.
Zhi Zhi was confused and aggrieved and shrank back, she pointed at the aunt's shoulder: "There is a little monster over there."
Teeny, the most common low-level spell, can make people feel tired and depressed.A little thing that is easy to kill, as long as a little spark is enough, Zhizhi has helped his parents exterminate many times.
It's very strange, her parents are often born with teeny heads. This kind of curse is partial to people with depressed thoughts and sad hearts. Are parents bothered every day?
"There's nothing there." The man took a deep breath and educated, "No, you know? It's your hallucination, it's all your hallucination."
Rather than saying that he is educating Zhizhi, it is better to say that he is convincing himself, using day after day brainwashing words to force himself to convince himself.
It's not a hallucination, Zhizhi thought, there are little monsters with strange looks everywhere on the road, in the shopping mall, and in the sewers. When she goes out with her parents, they are in the corners.
Zhizhi is not afraid, monsters are more afraid of her.
But since Mom and Dad said so, let's treat it as an illusion, Zhi Zhi thought.
The picture book said that the world in the eyes of adults is different from that of children. Maybe when she grows up, she will know that her parents are right.
Xuejian and his wife did not let their daughter go to kindergarten. When Zhizhi was six years old and wanted to go to elementary school, the couple sat together and pondered for a long time, and finally chose a school.
On the first day of school, Zhizhi was very happy. She chose a bowknot and a small brooch that she had liked for a long time. Mom and Dad bought a new schoolbag and stationery for Zhizhi, and sent her to the teacher.
That teacher, with a monster eyeball with a wide mouth hanging on his head, his glasses were wet with saliva, and there was a terrible stench.
Zhizhi pointed to the teacher and said that on the third day of school, her parents arranged for her to transfer schools.
In the second school, a girl in the same class had a large swelling on her face, and countless mouths with sharp teeth appeared on her face.She babbled vicious little things all the time, opening and closing her mouth like sunfish huddled together.
Zhizhi exorcised the unknown curse spirit as usual, the flame accidentally burned off a bunch of the girl's hair, and the screams were loud.
So Zhizhi changed schools again.
The third school has been in peace for four months, and the teachers and classmates never said anything like "Xuejian's child is a terrible freak".
When the mother came to pick her up, her voice was trembling with joy, she couldn't control her joy and hugged her daughter: "Zhizhi, you haven't seen any strange things, have you?"
"No." Zhizhi was hugged by her mother, with her chin resting on the woman's shoulder, looking at a blue-black baby with a strange grin.
She blinked slowly and said softly, "Nothing."
Are you happy with that?
The parents were ecstatic, and the smile never disappeared from their faces.
Zhizhi gradually understands that as long as she pretends to be like other children, her parents will be happy.
You can't tell them about strange, weird, or ugly monsters. Even if something is lying on your back and blowing on your neck, you must read the fairy tale picture book about the princess in your hand page by page.
A young girl sits on the carpet and reads a fairy tale full of beautiful stories. The thin and withered mantra is blowing against her neck, and Zhizhi carefully turns over a page of the book. hair princess hair tips.
Eating conjurers is more tempting to conjurers than ordinary people, and young super conjurers are the most delicious snacks.Even if it is dangerous, let them go on.
After reading the whole story, Zhizhi closes the picture book and stands up.
With the movement of smoothing the wrinkles of the skirt, the fire flashed by.
It doesn't matter, that's fine, she thought: I can quietly light a fire and burn them, and pretend that everything is normal.
Be very careful, your parents will look ugly when the fire ignites.Mother repeatedly emphasized that you must never play with fire outside, especially when there are outsiders watching.
Zhizhi agreed.
The young monster is mixed among the vulnerable people. She may not understand how fragile the life around her is, but she still suppresses the instinct of destruction and learns to be a good child in the eyes of her parents.
Mom and Dad's little angel... Angels have a pure white color and cannot be dyed with an ominous red.
The few months at school went smoothly, so smooth that the woman gave birth to the hope of whether her daughter could become an ordinary person like this.
The accident happened at a parent meeting.The girl who had almost gotten used to wearing a blindfold sat next to her mother, listening to the teacher with boredom.
Parents' meetings are usually held after exams, and Zhizhi is good at everything except math. Her mother praised and praised, and promised to take Zhizhi to eat the dim sum she had been looking forward to for a long time.
"My baby, my pride." The woman murmured, "It's great, it's great to be like this forever."
Get into an excellent high school and university with excellent grades, find an enviable job and finally get married and have children. Crush the unusual past in your memory and never mention it again. In the future, you will be an ordinary person A normal, normal kid.
Zhizhi was playing with an eraser in her hand, but she accidentally applied too much force, and the eraser was smashed into pieces.
Knowing that her mother didn't like to see herself different from ordinary people, the little girl hurriedly bent down and wiped the eraser off her hands as if nothing had happened, but she heard a thin, sharp female voice.
"Why do you only test this score!" A suppressed angry voice came from the back seat of the classroom, a well-dressed mother tightly twisted her son's ears, and pointed to the red-stained paper and said, "Pigs are better than pigs." You did well in the exam, trash!"
Her child has already taken the last of the three quizzes, and he is usually a sensitive boy with low self-esteem.
Following the mother's scolding, the slender shadows in the void gradually rose up, gathering together into distorted patterns.
The faint black air gushed out from the boy's body, gradually swelled with despair and pain, and turned into a huge, open mouth with sharp teeth!
"Hey——" Seeing the shape of the mouth, Zhizhi subconsciously wanted to lean out, but was suddenly hugged tightly by her mother.
"Did you see hallucinations again?" The woman hugged her daughter nervously and muttered to herself nervously, "Don't be afraid, mom is here! Mom's Zhizhi, there is nothing, nothing!"
Here is the classroom!There are so many people here!You don't see anything!Don't say it!
Zhizhi's movement of leaning forward was forcibly stopped by her mother.Her right arm was held in the arms of the woman, and the countless times of her father and mother's warnings not to show flames in front of outsiders rang in her ears, mixed with her mother's nervous soliloquy, making Zhizhi's temples throb. rise.
"But." The girl's lips covered her mother's ear, "he will be eaten."
That mouth you can't see is about to eat him up.
Women don't want to hear a word.She had only one thought at this moment: there were people all around, and the flashing red camera was staring at the movement in the room. She would absolutely, absolutely not let anyone know how special her daughter was!
"You are a normal child. Zhi Zhi, please, mom, you are a normal child, those are all hallucinations." She hugged Zhi Zhi in her arms almost beggingly, and covered her daughter's eyes with her own body.
Zhizhi can easily break free from any restraints, but this is her mother.
She couldn't... her raised hand fell silently.
The woman hugged her daughter, she lowered her head to make sure that Zhizhi was staying in her arms well and nothing was showing, while uncontrollably thinking of Zhizhi's words, her eyes involuntarily glanced at the mother and child.
It's normal, but it's just the child being scolded by the adults for being naughty and failing the exam.What was eaten is all nonsense, maybe she should find a psychiatrist for Zhizhi, the child's illness is getting worse...
"Crunch, crunch."
A thin rustling voice rang in his ears.
The sound of chewing and swallowing became more and more harsh. The woman suspected that she was hallucinating. She blinked hard and looked again with some kind of absurd fear. Several horrified shouts sounded almost at the same time.
"what--"
The boy's head disappeared out of thin air!
Like being chopped off with an axe, blood spattered.But the woman knew that this was not the most reasonable metaphor. The most appropriate way to say it was: There was an invisible mouth that bit off his head with one bite!
"Crunch, crunch."
Like a sugar cane that was chewed off by someone, the boy's body disappeared into the air piece by piece.
The head, hands, upper body, calves, and feet are finally clean, leaving nothing behind.
"He's going to be eaten." The girl's clean voice seemed to echo in the woman's ears, deafening.
It was I who killed that boy.In great fear, the woman thought, if she let go of Zhizhi in time, Zhizhi would be able to easily destroy the invisible monster, and the boy would not die—yes, she knew it, Zhizhi had seen it since she was a child She has never been afraid of so many monsters.
Would a normal child not be afraid?Wouldn't it be crazy to watch these horror things every day?
Zhizhi would not, and her tone when she mentioned the monster was even disapproving.
Because they pose no threat to her.
Because she is a monster more terrible than them.
The woman hugged the girl's hand tightly until she was pale.
The boy who disappeared out of thin air did not cause much panic in the school, because it was too bizarre and unbelievable. Up to now, some people think it was a prank or a special effect of some TV programs.Only the boy's mother fainted from crying, wondering if she realized the unspeakable connection between her child's death and herself.
Zhizhi goes to school as usual.
Mother has not picked her up from school for several days.The woman became more and more silent at home, she stared at Zhizhi for a long time, the emotion in her eyes made Zhizhi incomprehensible, like a tumbling dark river, countless hazes surged in the river.
Are you scared?Zhizhi thought.
It seems a little scary, the girl who has experienced too many similar incidents since childhood is trying to empathize.
Zhizhi counted a few coins from her little rabbit wallet, and bought a freshly dripping perfume lily at the school gate.
Flowers make people feel good.In fact, it is difficult for Zhizhi to understand negative emotions that last more than one day. She is a natural optimist, she only absorbs the happy air, and never gets entangled in unnecessary things.
For things like saving people, it is of course good if they are saved, but it is not her responsibility if they are not saved.If she can't end up depressed because of every accident, it completely violates her essence of pursuing happiness.
Why spend every day in pain?She was born to live to be happy.
"You have to make mother feel better." The little girl told Lily.
The lily petals shook slightly, as if in line with her words.Zhizhi was very happy, picked up the bouquet and trot home expectantly.
She happily opened the door of the house.
The door opened, and the strong smell of blood diluted the fragrance of the lilies. Through the dim light of the street lamp outside the house, Zhi Zhi saw the man whose life or death was unknown lying in a pool of blood.
is the father.
Where's the mother?
upstairs.
Zhizhi walked up the stairs step by step. The usually simple and light-colored wooden stairs seemed to be several times higher than out of thin air, like a towering and steep mountain.
She was so tired from crawling, her eyes swayed for a while, like countless double shadows.
The only thing that was open on the second floor was Zhizhi's door, and the rising sound of sacred music came from inside the door one after another.
As if you were in a tall church, countless white bone skeletons held lilies and sang sacred songs, and the cold colored glass windows reflected water ripples, shaking people's footsteps unsteadily.
"Zhizhi... Zhizhi..." the voice called.
Zhizhi stopped.She looked into her room, where her mother fell to the ground, and the bloated mantra climbed up the woman's back, in an entangled, intimate posture that did not distinguish between you and me.
This is an extraordinarily huge super-grade curse spirit. What is different from its ugly appearance is the gentle and delicate hands beside it like suet jade.
It was my mother's hand.
"Zhizhi..." the curse spirit yelled tirelessly, its bloated face burst into pure joy when it saw the little girl at the door, "Zhizhi, mother's Zhizhi..."
There was no killing intent, and Zhi Zhi didn't feel the slightest killing intent from the super curse spirit.
She looked at the past almost absurdly, guesses were put forward and denied, and finally settled on an unbelievable answer.
People's negative emotions curse the birth of the curse spirit, and the soil where this super curse spirit was born is a mixture of worries, guilt, regret, fear and great despair.
Just like all the painstaking efforts of a mother towards her daughter, all the complicated and unspeakable emotions:
Worried that Zhizhi would not be able to live with normal people, worried about her specialness.
Guilt that she once scolded Zhizhi not to talk nonsense was rude, and regret that she refuted the truth in her daughter's mouth time and time again.
The last is fear, fear of the little monsters born by oneself, fear of the unspeakable terrifying power of Zhizhi.
This complicated love has fermented over time, and finally twisted in a sudden accident.
Xuejian Weizhi clearly realized that her mother's love for herself killed her.
It was her presence that killed the mother.
Huge negative emotions forcibly gave birth to a super curse spirit, what kind of twisted love is this?
Of course, the super curse spirit born for this will not have the intention to kill Xue Jianweizhi. Half of it comes from the mother's guilt towards her daughter, and half comes from the normal people's fear of monsters. Finally, they are combined with "maternal love", and finally live Create a monster.
"I tried my best to make you happy." The girl said softly amidst the calls of "Zhizhi" one after another, "I don't think it's a pity to lie about it and die for it."
"But you want me to be less like me, that's not okay."
Xuejian Weizhi repeated: "This will not work."
"I like the unique eyes, the passion flowing in the blood, the satisfaction of helping others quietly when they don't know, and the monster-like self in your eyes."
"I like myself very much, and I like you very much, Mom."
The hands of the super magic spirit reached out to the girls one by one, and Xue Jian Weizhi remained motionless, letting them touch his cheeks, arms and hair.
She quietly watched the curse spirit in the name of love, lightly put her hand on the curse spirit's hand, and rubbed her cheek affectionately.
"Don't worry about me anymore." Xuejian Weizhi said softly, "Go to sleep, mother. If you have a next life, don't have a monster daughter like me."
The fire burns quietly, and the tyrannical flame monster has never been tame.
Countless nights of suppressing power, the beasts in my heart are rampant.The girl's pale fingers slowly slid across her arm, and the fingertips seemed to be infected with the rough breath of a ferocious beast.
This is the power that comes with her, an inseparable part of her soul.
What is loved by the parents and what is hated by them are both in the snow.
Young girl bends down to drop lilies in her hands on the floor,
Among the pure white petals, crystal water drops slide over the stamens.
like tears.
Children can go to kindergarten when they are four years old. There is a Little Red Flower Kindergarten near Xuejian’s home. Half of the reason Xuejian and his wife choose to live here is because it is close to the school district.
When they got married, they thought that they would have an angel-like child, wearing a cute rabbit school uniform for kindergarten, jumping to and from school every day and returning home happily, with little red flowers given by the teacher on the back of their hands.
Later, they really had a daughter as lovely as an angel.
It's just that the kindergarten, the Xuejian couple never mentioned it again.
Little Red Flower Kindergarten is very lively every day. Many different children are led by their parents and sent into the enclosure filled with small animal patterns.The teacher in the garden will give every child who goes to school a small yellow hat, like an upside-down pot helmet covering the heads of the little radish heads.
Today is another day for the pot helmets to go to school. The five-year-old child Zhizhi lay on the balcony watching one after another of the yellow pot helmets pouring into the kindergarten like water drops into a stream.
The little girl gnawed at the corn in her hand, a little envious.
She is five years old. If she goes to kindergarten, she will be a very good top class student. She is the kind of child who even asks her to pick and play with the new building block bunny Thomas the train.
"Zhizhi, what are you looking at?" The woman's gentle hand brushed the twin ponytails that Zhizhi spent half an hour combing every day, "Mom bought you a new bow, do you want to try it?"
The corn was half-gnawed by the neat little teeth, Zhizhi raised her head and smiled at her mother, "Yes!"
Her strange pupils of bright black and bright red were exposed to the woman's gaze, the woman's pupils were empty, and the head that was touching the top of the girl's head trembled slightly.
"Zhizhi." The mother said in a soft voice, "Didn't we agree? We must cover the left eye properly."
"Why, I think it's beautiful." Zhizhi touched her eyes, she had seen her mother's red agate necklace, and that expensive gemstone couldn't compare to her eyes.
Bitterness in the woman's mouth.
In Japan, where the hair is colorful, the color of the eyes is not only black. There are 72 standard color cards for the left eye and 72 colors for the standard color card for the right eye. Shouldn't have been so alarmed.
But it's because it looks good, it's so good-looking, it's so beautiful that it's completely different from the beauty that humans can have.Staring at that bright red pupil is like staring at a beautiful inhuman monster, under the astonishment is a burst of chilling fear.
It was as if even the soul had been seen through, and everything that was tried to hide was exposed in the girl's clear pupils.
As a mother, she dared not look at her daughter at all.
It must be covered.The first idea of a woman is not a blindfold, but to wear black contact lenses to cover it up.
Zhizhi doesn't like colored contact lenses, she doesn't like them very much, she likes her original color.After being insisted by her parents to wear colored contact lenses once, she refused to say anything, and the woman did not insist anymore.
There is no other reason. The most expensive black contact lenses can't match Zhizhi's other "normal" eye.
"Be good, Zhizhi." The woman knelt down to coax her daughter, "I'm going to elementary school next year, so I have to get used to wearing blindfolds, and I absolutely must not take them off."
Cover it up, even if you are deceiving yourself and others.
Although he can't play with the little pot helmets, it's always a good thing to be able to go to school, Zhi Zhi reluctantly nodded.
The little girl ran to the living room to play with the corn cobs she had gnawed halfway, and the woman straightened up to tidy up her daughter's room.
This is a rather warm children's room, with many pink and warm yellow elements, but unlike other children's rooms that are covered with plush carpets to prevent children from falling, there are almost no combustibles in the whole room except sheets and pillows.
The weirdest thing is a bright red dry ice fire extinguisher lying carelessly on the children's bed. The fire extinguisher has been wiped clean, and it is something that Zhi Zhi hugs to sleep every night.
The woman took some effort to lift the heavy fire extinguisher canister out of the bed, gasping for breath from exhaustion, and her hand holding the canister was red from strangulation.Every day, she thinks about how a five-year-old girl in Zhizhi effortlessly carries the fire extinguisher around with one hand, as easily as carrying a rubber duck.
Looking at her red hand, the woman persuaded herself not to think about it.
I can't think about it anymore, there are so many things that the child is different from ordinary people that I can't even count them.
She leaned over to spread out the corners of the quilt, and she was not surprised to see dots on the quilt, like small holes scalded by sparks.
This is already the result of trying to restrain, Zhizhi once almost burned half of the bed because she slept too much.Since then, she has lugged a dry ice fire extinguisher from the attic and never let it go.
It doesn't matter.The woman worked mechanically, thinking as she did it: the neighbors would not find out if the fire hadn't started, and no one would know how special Zhizhi was. She would definitely allow her daughter to live like a normal person for the rest of her life.
The woman doesn't understand how Zhizhi controls the endless heat in her body during the long night, she doesn't know the secret that the air conditioner is secretly adjusted to the lowest gear in summer, and she doesn't know that the quilt covering Zhizhi in winter The moment she went out, she was completely lifted.
From a very young age, Zhizhi's restraint was silent and silent.
The burning hole my mother sees now is the result of thousands of times and tens of thousands of times of containment.
Zhizhi stayed in the living room and finished eating the corn cobs. The father read the newspaper while looking at his daughter from the corner of his eye.He saw the little girl who was gesturing to the mirror with a bow tie suddenly poked her head out to look at the neighbor's aunt who was going out with a vegetable basket. Her lips parted as if she wanted to say something, and she immediately called out, "Zhizhi! Come back!"
He almost broke his voice, and the panicked five-year-old could hear it.
Zhi Zhi was confused and aggrieved and shrank back, she pointed at the aunt's shoulder: "There is a little monster over there."
Teeny, the most common low-level spell, can make people feel tired and depressed.A little thing that is easy to kill, as long as a little spark is enough, Zhizhi has helped his parents exterminate many times.
It's very strange, her parents are often born with teeny heads. This kind of curse is partial to people with depressed thoughts and sad hearts. Are parents bothered every day?
"There's nothing there." The man took a deep breath and educated, "No, you know? It's your hallucination, it's all your hallucination."
Rather than saying that he is educating Zhizhi, it is better to say that he is convincing himself, using day after day brainwashing words to force himself to convince himself.
It's not a hallucination, Zhizhi thought, there are little monsters with strange looks everywhere on the road, in the shopping mall, and in the sewers. When she goes out with her parents, they are in the corners.
Zhizhi is not afraid, monsters are more afraid of her.
But since Mom and Dad said so, let's treat it as an illusion, Zhi Zhi thought.
The picture book said that the world in the eyes of adults is different from that of children. Maybe when she grows up, she will know that her parents are right.
Xuejian and his wife did not let their daughter go to kindergarten. When Zhizhi was six years old and wanted to go to elementary school, the couple sat together and pondered for a long time, and finally chose a school.
On the first day of school, Zhizhi was very happy. She chose a bowknot and a small brooch that she had liked for a long time. Mom and Dad bought a new schoolbag and stationery for Zhizhi, and sent her to the teacher.
That teacher, with a monster eyeball with a wide mouth hanging on his head, his glasses were wet with saliva, and there was a terrible stench.
Zhizhi pointed to the teacher and said that on the third day of school, her parents arranged for her to transfer schools.
In the second school, a girl in the same class had a large swelling on her face, and countless mouths with sharp teeth appeared on her face.She babbled vicious little things all the time, opening and closing her mouth like sunfish huddled together.
Zhizhi exorcised the unknown curse spirit as usual, the flame accidentally burned off a bunch of the girl's hair, and the screams were loud.
So Zhizhi changed schools again.
The third school has been in peace for four months, and the teachers and classmates never said anything like "Xuejian's child is a terrible freak".
When the mother came to pick her up, her voice was trembling with joy, she couldn't control her joy and hugged her daughter: "Zhizhi, you haven't seen any strange things, have you?"
"No." Zhizhi was hugged by her mother, with her chin resting on the woman's shoulder, looking at a blue-black baby with a strange grin.
She blinked slowly and said softly, "Nothing."
Are you happy with that?
The parents were ecstatic, and the smile never disappeared from their faces.
Zhizhi gradually understands that as long as she pretends to be like other children, her parents will be happy.
You can't tell them about strange, weird, or ugly monsters. Even if something is lying on your back and blowing on your neck, you must read the fairy tale picture book about the princess in your hand page by page.
A young girl sits on the carpet and reads a fairy tale full of beautiful stories. The thin and withered mantra is blowing against her neck, and Zhizhi carefully turns over a page of the book. hair princess hair tips.
Eating conjurers is more tempting to conjurers than ordinary people, and young super conjurers are the most delicious snacks.Even if it is dangerous, let them go on.
After reading the whole story, Zhizhi closes the picture book and stands up.
With the movement of smoothing the wrinkles of the skirt, the fire flashed by.
It doesn't matter, that's fine, she thought: I can quietly light a fire and burn them, and pretend that everything is normal.
Be very careful, your parents will look ugly when the fire ignites.Mother repeatedly emphasized that you must never play with fire outside, especially when there are outsiders watching.
Zhizhi agreed.
The young monster is mixed among the vulnerable people. She may not understand how fragile the life around her is, but she still suppresses the instinct of destruction and learns to be a good child in the eyes of her parents.
Mom and Dad's little angel... Angels have a pure white color and cannot be dyed with an ominous red.
The few months at school went smoothly, so smooth that the woman gave birth to the hope of whether her daughter could become an ordinary person like this.
The accident happened at a parent meeting.The girl who had almost gotten used to wearing a blindfold sat next to her mother, listening to the teacher with boredom.
Parents' meetings are usually held after exams, and Zhizhi is good at everything except math. Her mother praised and praised, and promised to take Zhizhi to eat the dim sum she had been looking forward to for a long time.
"My baby, my pride." The woman murmured, "It's great, it's great to be like this forever."
Get into an excellent high school and university with excellent grades, find an enviable job and finally get married and have children. Crush the unusual past in your memory and never mention it again. In the future, you will be an ordinary person A normal, normal kid.
Zhizhi was playing with an eraser in her hand, but she accidentally applied too much force, and the eraser was smashed into pieces.
Knowing that her mother didn't like to see herself different from ordinary people, the little girl hurriedly bent down and wiped the eraser off her hands as if nothing had happened, but she heard a thin, sharp female voice.
"Why do you only test this score!" A suppressed angry voice came from the back seat of the classroom, a well-dressed mother tightly twisted her son's ears, and pointed to the red-stained paper and said, "Pigs are better than pigs." You did well in the exam, trash!"
Her child has already taken the last of the three quizzes, and he is usually a sensitive boy with low self-esteem.
Following the mother's scolding, the slender shadows in the void gradually rose up, gathering together into distorted patterns.
The faint black air gushed out from the boy's body, gradually swelled with despair and pain, and turned into a huge, open mouth with sharp teeth!
"Hey——" Seeing the shape of the mouth, Zhizhi subconsciously wanted to lean out, but was suddenly hugged tightly by her mother.
"Did you see hallucinations again?" The woman hugged her daughter nervously and muttered to herself nervously, "Don't be afraid, mom is here! Mom's Zhizhi, there is nothing, nothing!"
Here is the classroom!There are so many people here!You don't see anything!Don't say it!
Zhizhi's movement of leaning forward was forcibly stopped by her mother.Her right arm was held in the arms of the woman, and the countless times of her father and mother's warnings not to show flames in front of outsiders rang in her ears, mixed with her mother's nervous soliloquy, making Zhizhi's temples throb. rise.
"But." The girl's lips covered her mother's ear, "he will be eaten."
That mouth you can't see is about to eat him up.
Women don't want to hear a word.She had only one thought at this moment: there were people all around, and the flashing red camera was staring at the movement in the room. She would absolutely, absolutely not let anyone know how special her daughter was!
"You are a normal child. Zhi Zhi, please, mom, you are a normal child, those are all hallucinations." She hugged Zhi Zhi in her arms almost beggingly, and covered her daughter's eyes with her own body.
Zhizhi can easily break free from any restraints, but this is her mother.
She couldn't... her raised hand fell silently.
The woman hugged her daughter, she lowered her head to make sure that Zhizhi was staying in her arms well and nothing was showing, while uncontrollably thinking of Zhizhi's words, her eyes involuntarily glanced at the mother and child.
It's normal, but it's just the child being scolded by the adults for being naughty and failing the exam.What was eaten is all nonsense, maybe she should find a psychiatrist for Zhizhi, the child's illness is getting worse...
"Crunch, crunch."
A thin rustling voice rang in his ears.
The sound of chewing and swallowing became more and more harsh. The woman suspected that she was hallucinating. She blinked hard and looked again with some kind of absurd fear. Several horrified shouts sounded almost at the same time.
"what--"
The boy's head disappeared out of thin air!
Like being chopped off with an axe, blood spattered.But the woman knew that this was not the most reasonable metaphor. The most appropriate way to say it was: There was an invisible mouth that bit off his head with one bite!
"Crunch, crunch."
Like a sugar cane that was chewed off by someone, the boy's body disappeared into the air piece by piece.
The head, hands, upper body, calves, and feet are finally clean, leaving nothing behind.
"He's going to be eaten." The girl's clean voice seemed to echo in the woman's ears, deafening.
It was I who killed that boy.In great fear, the woman thought, if she let go of Zhizhi in time, Zhizhi would be able to easily destroy the invisible monster, and the boy would not die—yes, she knew it, Zhizhi had seen it since she was a child She has never been afraid of so many monsters.
Would a normal child not be afraid?Wouldn't it be crazy to watch these horror things every day?
Zhizhi would not, and her tone when she mentioned the monster was even disapproving.
Because they pose no threat to her.
Because she is a monster more terrible than them.
The woman hugged the girl's hand tightly until she was pale.
The boy who disappeared out of thin air did not cause much panic in the school, because it was too bizarre and unbelievable. Up to now, some people think it was a prank or a special effect of some TV programs.Only the boy's mother fainted from crying, wondering if she realized the unspeakable connection between her child's death and herself.
Zhizhi goes to school as usual.
Mother has not picked her up from school for several days.The woman became more and more silent at home, she stared at Zhizhi for a long time, the emotion in her eyes made Zhizhi incomprehensible, like a tumbling dark river, countless hazes surged in the river.
Are you scared?Zhizhi thought.
It seems a little scary, the girl who has experienced too many similar incidents since childhood is trying to empathize.
Zhizhi counted a few coins from her little rabbit wallet, and bought a freshly dripping perfume lily at the school gate.
Flowers make people feel good.In fact, it is difficult for Zhizhi to understand negative emotions that last more than one day. She is a natural optimist, she only absorbs the happy air, and never gets entangled in unnecessary things.
For things like saving people, it is of course good if they are saved, but it is not her responsibility if they are not saved.If she can't end up depressed because of every accident, it completely violates her essence of pursuing happiness.
Why spend every day in pain?She was born to live to be happy.
"You have to make mother feel better." The little girl told Lily.
The lily petals shook slightly, as if in line with her words.Zhizhi was very happy, picked up the bouquet and trot home expectantly.
She happily opened the door of the house.
The door opened, and the strong smell of blood diluted the fragrance of the lilies. Through the dim light of the street lamp outside the house, Zhi Zhi saw the man whose life or death was unknown lying in a pool of blood.
is the father.
Where's the mother?
upstairs.
Zhizhi walked up the stairs step by step. The usually simple and light-colored wooden stairs seemed to be several times higher than out of thin air, like a towering and steep mountain.
She was so tired from crawling, her eyes swayed for a while, like countless double shadows.
The only thing that was open on the second floor was Zhizhi's door, and the rising sound of sacred music came from inside the door one after another.
As if you were in a tall church, countless white bone skeletons held lilies and sang sacred songs, and the cold colored glass windows reflected water ripples, shaking people's footsteps unsteadily.
"Zhizhi... Zhizhi..." the voice called.
Zhizhi stopped.She looked into her room, where her mother fell to the ground, and the bloated mantra climbed up the woman's back, in an entangled, intimate posture that did not distinguish between you and me.
This is an extraordinarily huge super-grade curse spirit. What is different from its ugly appearance is the gentle and delicate hands beside it like suet jade.
It was my mother's hand.
"Zhizhi..." the curse spirit yelled tirelessly, its bloated face burst into pure joy when it saw the little girl at the door, "Zhizhi, mother's Zhizhi..."
There was no killing intent, and Zhi Zhi didn't feel the slightest killing intent from the super curse spirit.
She looked at the past almost absurdly, guesses were put forward and denied, and finally settled on an unbelievable answer.
People's negative emotions curse the birth of the curse spirit, and the soil where this super curse spirit was born is a mixture of worries, guilt, regret, fear and great despair.
Just like all the painstaking efforts of a mother towards her daughter, all the complicated and unspeakable emotions:
Worried that Zhizhi would not be able to live with normal people, worried about her specialness.
Guilt that she once scolded Zhizhi not to talk nonsense was rude, and regret that she refuted the truth in her daughter's mouth time and time again.
The last is fear, fear of the little monsters born by oneself, fear of the unspeakable terrifying power of Zhizhi.
This complicated love has fermented over time, and finally twisted in a sudden accident.
Xuejian Weizhi clearly realized that her mother's love for herself killed her.
It was her presence that killed the mother.
Huge negative emotions forcibly gave birth to a super curse spirit, what kind of twisted love is this?
Of course, the super curse spirit born for this will not have the intention to kill Xue Jianweizhi. Half of it comes from the mother's guilt towards her daughter, and half comes from the normal people's fear of monsters. Finally, they are combined with "maternal love", and finally live Create a monster.
"I tried my best to make you happy." The girl said softly amidst the calls of "Zhizhi" one after another, "I don't think it's a pity to lie about it and die for it."
"But you want me to be less like me, that's not okay."
Xuejian Weizhi repeated: "This will not work."
"I like the unique eyes, the passion flowing in the blood, the satisfaction of helping others quietly when they don't know, and the monster-like self in your eyes."
"I like myself very much, and I like you very much, Mom."
The hands of the super magic spirit reached out to the girls one by one, and Xue Jian Weizhi remained motionless, letting them touch his cheeks, arms and hair.
She quietly watched the curse spirit in the name of love, lightly put her hand on the curse spirit's hand, and rubbed her cheek affectionately.
"Don't worry about me anymore." Xuejian Weizhi said softly, "Go to sleep, mother. If you have a next life, don't have a monster daughter like me."
The fire burns quietly, and the tyrannical flame monster has never been tame.
Countless nights of suppressing power, the beasts in my heart are rampant.The girl's pale fingers slowly slid across her arm, and the fingertips seemed to be infected with the rough breath of a ferocious beast.
This is the power that comes with her, an inseparable part of her soul.
What is loved by the parents and what is hated by them are both in the snow.
Young girl bends down to drop lilies in her hands on the floor,
Among the pure white petals, crystal water drops slide over the stamens.
like tears.
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