Here Angels Come [Comprehensive]

"Let's collect the corpses and count the number. It seems that there is something wrong with the number of people."

The strange young voice came from far to near, as if chatting with a friend about an ordinary topic, two blurred figures walked by the door, "Obviously, things that can be solved before going to bed have been busy until now, so I don't need to read It becomes a hard work..."

The figure walked away, and the empty house returned to silence. Under the small single bed, Bo Yeling held Ku La's mother's hand tightly together.

The crying outside had died down, and Mama Coola had lost her strength.

When she hid Bo Yeling under the bed, she still wanted to go out to see the situation outside. When she heard the screams outside, she panicked and wanted to break free from Bo Yeling's hand. She wanted to call her husband's name loudly, and she wanted to respond to the neighbor's mother-in-law's call for help. , she heard the screams of children and the cries of adults, and the voices of more than 120 compatriots were immersed in the increasingly thick smell of blood in the air.

Relatives and loved ones were suffering, and Ku La's mother never thought of saving herself first. With tears streaming down her face, Bo Yeling whispered a lot of begging words before pulling her under the bed with all her strength.

She still struggled and trembled at the beginning, and every crying and howling sounded outside was torturing her soul, and then those voices gradually disappeared, and she gradually calmed down, quietly hugged by Bo Yeling, as if she had lost everything Dazed and helpless.

The bright red in her eyes solidified like a swamp, she stared at the void numbly, shedding tears without saying a word.

As time passed, Bo Yeling was still holding Ku La's mother tightly like a sculpture.

The smell from the wind carried the message of death, the sensitive nerves conveyed the cruel perception, and everything she could feel was repeating a voice to her: don't make a sound, don't go out.

The world is already empty, she can only hug Mother Coola, get some strength from her, and share some strength with her.

After a long time, Mother Kula moved and let go of Su Yeling's hand.Bo Yeling's stagnant thinking seemed to be knocked suddenly, she subconsciously grasped Ku La's mother's hand tightly, and then realized that her hand was shaking all the time.

Mother Ku La's hands were also shaking, but she pushed Su Yeling away slowly and firmly.

In such a night, Bo Yeling couldn't see the expression of Ku La's mother at all. She wanted to speak out, but was afraid, so she could only watch Ku La's mother crawl out of the bed, stand up against the wall, and then walk away, reflected by the fire outside. Bright front hall, go to the window.

Bo Yeling hid under the bed out of the reach of the fire, panicking.

There were footsteps approaching outside again, and Bo Yeling suddenly opened her eyes nervously. She looked at Mother Kula who had been hiding under the window, her heart pounding almost breaking through the restraint of her chest.

Bo Yeling was terrified, and the tears that had just stopped began to fall again. She could only hold back the tears with her hands, fearing that the sound of tears falling on the floor would also bring a cruel finale to the temporarily peaceful room.

Bo Yeling held her breath, and heard the footsteps slowly approaching, and then gradually leaving, until they disappeared, and then took a few quick breaths in a low voice to catch her breath.

The crackling sound of the flames burning outside could be vaguely heard in the room, and it should be that the flames were spreading.

Bo Yeling poked his head out cautiously, wanting Mama Kula to come back, but she saw Mama Kula climbing on the window sill and looking out cautiously.

She didn't know what she saw, her back froze for a while, Bo Yeling suppressed her crying and called her hoarsely, but she seemed to be unable to hear, she froze there without any response.

Bo Yeling was anxious and flustered, and the sudden ringing in her ears made her whole brain buzz. Just as she was about to scream again, she saw Ku La's mother slowly turning her head.

Bo Yeling suddenly lost his voice.

The firelight reflected from the window sill blurred the outline and expression of Coola's mother, but those fiery red eyes were beautiful and dazzling.

Bo Yeling had never seen such a pair of eyes. They were burning red with hatred, but they were full of dazed and powerless emotions. She looked at Bo Yeling with such uncomfortable eyes, and then gave a miserable smile, and she burst into tears. Falling out of those empty, helpless eyes.

Bo Yeling suddenly felt very uncomfortable, as if he was grasping the softest part of his heart, tears welled up along with him.

"They're looking for me." The faint words echoed in the empty room, and Mother Kula leaned against the window and said softly, "The fire is coming."

Bo Yeling suppressed her sobbing, she vaguely sensed a bit of unexplained awareness from Ku La's mother's voice, so she shook her head fiercely in resistance.

"We can't escape, Ling." Ku La's mother's voice was hoarse, "I want, please do one thing."

The raging fire outside reflected into the room from the window, and the shadow of the flame seemed to be burning in the room, and the air was so heavy that it was almost suffocating.

Bo Yeling crawled out from under the bed. She lowered her head, not daring to wipe the tears on her face, and crawled along the corner of the wall to Mother Kula's side in embarrassment.

Ku La's mother hugged her, and the two of them hid together under the window sill, with their backs to Bloody outside the wall, looking at the burning fire in the house, it was hard to imagine that it was a peaceful and happy home just a few hours ago.

"I want to ask you, Kurapika..."

Ku La's mother whispered in Bo Yeling's ear, but she couldn't go on talking any more just after she said Kurapika's name.

The young mother who always smiled softly and innocently opened and closed her lips a few times before being able to utter a complete sentence, as if saying her son's name had already exhausted all her strength.

Bo Yeling held Ku La's mother's hand tightly, and Ku La's mother also held her back. During the movements, she knew that the unspeakable words had been understood.

The room fell into silence again, and Bo Yeling and Ku La's mother leaned on each other and hid under the window sill, hiding in the small gap between the fire and blood.

She looked at all the furnishings in the room, as if she wanted to deeply imprint these things that recorded every bit of life in her mind, then she lifted Bo Yeling's shoulders and looked into Bo Yeling's eyes.

"A Ling, don't be afraid. Promise me that no matter what happens, you will never make a sound, okay?"

As she said so, she gave Bo Yeling a not-so-good-looking smile, "If you don't speak, it's the default."

Bo Yeling's eyes were already red, and he couldn't smile no matter what, let alone answer.

Mother Ku La took Bo Yeling's hand, bent over and moved to the door.When she was under the window, she noticed that people outside passed by twice, and they were all in the same direction. If she guessed correctly, they should be patrolling around the clan.

Those people knew that there were Kuluta clansmen hiding in the clan grounds, but they didn't search much, and let the fire spread. She could only guess that those people might have a cautious attitude in their hearts, so they wanted to use the fire to force them out.

If this is the case, the exit to the outside should be completely guarded, and at this time they can only run into the clan ground.

Bo Yeling ran passively. She saw the dragging bloodstains on the road through the light of the fire, and she was also stepping on those bloodstains that had not yet solidified, and was dragged towards the place where the bloodstains gathered.

Bo Yeling became more and more panicked, and her legs began to weaken. She realized that there might be something more terrifying waiting for her in front of her, but her mother Kula held her hand tightly, not allowing her to evade in the slightest .

The direction they were going was the largest open space in the center of the tribe, where Saya and Casio held their wedding last time.

The sky full of stars, the warm bonfire, the sweet eyes of the newcomers, prayers, laughter, fights, intertwined little fingers, pictures emerged in Su Yeling's mind, and she recalled the fruity aroma of the apple in her hand that day , and people's playful laughter.

people?

What about the people she knew?

Where is Palo?Where are Sonia and Casio?Where is Granny Michelle?What about the girls picking flowers from the bushes?

What about the awkward and tantrum elder?And what about Mr. Chikota and his little daughter whom he counted as life?

Bo Yeling didn't dare to think of the final answer yet, but Mother Kula had already sent the answer before her eyes.

They had already arrived at the place where Sonia and Casio held their wedding, and the prayer altar was still there safely, but that place had changed from a place full of memories to a corpse yard where corpses were piled up.

Bo Yeling's heart suddenly became empty, his brain was in a trance, and he didn't even dare to see if there were any familiar faces among the incomplete corpses.

Those peaceful and peaceful times were shattered on the ground and trampled into smaller fragments. Those fragments of memories fell into her heart, leaving fine and dense scars.

Ku La's mother brought Bo Yeling to the pile of corpses. She looked calmer than Bo Yeling, but her wide-open eyes turned blood red again, and she unconsciously grabbed Bo Yeling's hand with several fingerprints, but she didn't burst out. The hatred and madness that almost annihilated reason.

The slender and lovely woman tried her best to pick off the clansmen wearing the same national costumes from the pile of corpses, then she grabbed Bo Yeling and stuffed them into the pile of corpses.

"Ah!!" Realizing Mama Kula's intentions, Bo Yeling grabbed Mama Kula's hand in a panic.

"Live..." Ku La's mother's voice sounded overwhelmed. She broke away from Bo Yeling's hand and pushed Bo Yeling back into the corpse pile. "Please, Ah Ling, live on and take care of him for me. I beg you……"

The blond woman smiled at Bo Yeling for the last time, tears fell immediately, and then moved back the clansman's body with trembling hands, covering Bo Yeling inside.

The blood of someone in the pile of corpses flowed through Bo Yeling's eyes, and she suddenly found a cold arm pressed around the eyes, and the cuff of the arm's clothes was embroidered with new embroidery with fine stitches.

Bo Yeling couldn't cry anymore, and her throat seemed to be stuck and she couldn't make a sound. She didn't have time to think about who that piece of clothing belonged to, and she seemed to have lost the ability to think.

Those corpses that lost their eyes and heads were buried on her body, thick blood poured down and pooled into a sea of ​​blood under the pile of corpses.

This place... is hell...

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Thank you little angels for the mines, meh.

The reason why the brigade is cautious is that reading can't be used. They suspect that there are people with special reading ability in the clan.