Kou Dong: "Break and cut?"

"It is to cause monsters and disability." Ye Yanzhi explained, "In the "Qing Barnyard Banknotes", there were relevant records that the bear people and snake people were all made by strangers. People, the lame, the blind, and the limbs, all take it as they say, and make them beggars to ask for money to enrich their legs—this is what is described in the book.”

He stared at the middle man and sighed softly.

The men counted them one by one. On this day, except for the newcomers like Kou Dong, everyone else took out a few coins. He still seemed dissatisfied, his eyes searched back and forth among the group of gray children, and when the children met his eyes, they couldn't help but arched their backs and shrank without a trace in the opposite direction.

The man said gloomily: "Who gave the least?"

After this sentence was said, there was some commotion in the crowd. They looked at each other, slowly stood aside, and let one of them out.

It was a very thin boy, and the whole person was shaking. Xu is because the appearance is really not surprising, the small nose and small eyes are even a bit ugly, and it seems that it can't make people feel pity.

He still wanted to stand in the middle of the crowd, but someone pushed him lightly and still pushed him out.

The man spat on the ground and strode closer to him.

"Say," he said gruffly, "how much did you make?"

He can't be considered strong. But when he stood beside the boy, he set off the boy like a little chicken that had just fallen into the water, revealing a kind of panic from head to toe. His hand was clenched at the back, and his voice was low and hoarse: "Three...three coppers."

"Three copper plates?"

The man sneered, as if he had heard a big joke, reached out and grabbed his collar and picked him up completely.

"Did you hear?—three coppers!"

The room was silent, without the slightest laughter. After a while, a child clumsily echoed, "Haha, hahaha..."

This sound seemed to be the beginning, and everyone scrambled to laugh.

"Only three copper plates? Too few?"

"Anyone who wants to ask for it, not just this number..."

Someone else pointed at the child and said loudly, "Is he still hiding? He-he looks like a thief!"

"Thief!"

"waste!"

The sound became louder and louder, and the tender voice was mixed with undisguised malice, causing Kou Dong to frown. He glanced aside, Song Hong also looked uncomfortable, frowning at the group of children.

"No," the boy's voice contained tears, "no..."

He couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

The man didn't even look at him, and turned his face to the rest of the people.

"Good boy," he said, "what do you say to him?"

"Wooden man!"

The remaining children shouted.

"Wooden man!!"

In this voice, the man took out a rag bag from his body. He opened the mouth of the bag, revealing only a thin slit for the boy.

"Choose one."

The boy's arms were trembling, and he couldn't reach into the cloth bag after shaking for a long time.

"Come on," the man beside him urged him, "if it's so slow, I'll just give you the dogI see, your head is the best for it."

"Do not!"

Even though he was not too close, Kou Dong still felt the aura of panic emanating from the other party. His face turned pale, his pupils shrank uncertainly, obviously frightened, "I smoke, I smoke..."

The boy finally put his hand in completely.

He made a difficult choice among them, and the small cloth bag was propped up by a bulging bulge. After half a day, he pulled something out of it.

It was a rough wooden figure with tiny spikes on the edge. When the boy pulled it out, he was scratched by the uneven wooden thorn.

A drop of blood was stained on the wooden man.

The wooden head, limbs, and facial features are all complete.

The boy shuddered even more. He slowly turned the wooden man around and saw a word written on its chest: Rat.

"It's a pity," the man smiled, but the smile didn't reach his eyes at all, "You are so thin, you can't be a qualified rat beauty, at most a dry rat boy."

He threw the little wooden man to the ground.

The child's eyes lit up suddenly, as if a little hope was born.

"But since you chose it yourself," the man laughed twice, "then your wish will be granted."

Two sturdy men walked in from the door and twisted his arms like a twist. The boy wailed in despair, and the sound made his scalp tingle, and a trace of unconcealed fear flashed across the faces of the remaining children.

But none of them came forward.

The child's feet finally disappeared in front of the door. After the man left, the room fell silent again.

It's just this silence that makes the scalp tingle now.

Kou Dong asked in a low voice, "What will happen to him?"

"Didn't you hear it?" Song Hong replied, his voice unsteady as usual, "He wants to make him a rat beauty."

"Rat Beauty?"

"You haven't seen it?"

Song Hong swallowed.

"Just at the door, I thought you saw it.—the snake."

It seemed extremely difficult for the word snake to come out of his mouth.

Of course Kou Dong saw it, but at the time he only thought it was weird, but now it feels like his scalp is tingling when he associates it with the title of Rat Beauty.

He was silent for a while, then asked, "A man?"

Song Hong nodded slightly.

"But how-"

"It started when I was young," he said briefly, obviously unwilling to say more. "Twisting off the limbs, wrapping the fur with hot oil and blood, and condensing in one place... After a long time, it is basically invisible."

Such evil can even cause physical discomfort.

Song Hong said softly, "This time, we really entered the wolf's den."

When the sun was setting in the west, someone threw in a dirty basket with a few dry steamed buns in it. The house full of children scrambled to snatch it, Kou Dong had no appetite, and put it at the end, with no intention of picking it up.

He looks like a child now, but his eyebrows haven't changed much, but his eyes are getting bigger and darker, his lips are rosy, and his cheeks are round. He looks much better than when he was an adult.

Rao is that Song Hong knows that this is actually a big guy who doesn't take the usual path, and he can't help but feel a bit of an inexplicable desire to protect him because of his appearance.

——Growing up like this, people even have the heart to fill the sea and move mountains for him.

"Let's eat," Song Hong advised him, "I'm afraid there is only one meal. If you don't eat it, you will definitely have a hard time tomorrow."

Kou Dong glanced at the cold steamed bun, still disgusted, "Don't eat it."

He also didn't want to grab food from such a bunch of kids who looked hungry for a long time.

Moreover, for some reason, he always had a strange sense of disobedience in his heart.

The story of this dungeon...is it really like what they guessed?

Song Hong said that A Xue also entered the copy, but the two separated after entering. He only guessed when Kou Dong opened his mouth to stop the fat boy from revealing his true identity, and matched the child in front of him with the person in his memory.

But A Xue should have seen it, but she didn't come forward to recognize it, which made Song Hong a little worried.

Kou Dong is not worried.

He didn't get along with the little girl for a long time, but this short period of time was enough for him to see that A Xue was a smart girl. Calm, calm, and not chaotic in the face of danger, such people can live brilliantly regardless of gender and in any environment.

He glanced at Song Hong and said the truth: "I think she is more reliable than you..."

Song Hong: "..."

There was a rare hint of frustration on his straight face. After thinking about it, he couldn't refute it, so he had no choice but to say: "I have a lot of knowledge."

I am a graduate student!

The one in the top five universities!

This sentence was not spoken because it might reveal the real identity.

Kou Dong looked at him as if he was mentally retarded. After a few minutes, he got up and changed his position silently, sitting a little further away from him.

Song Hong: "What?"

Kou Dong replied calmly, "I'm afraid I, a scumbag with little knowledge, will pollute your aura of a scholar."

Song Hong: "..."

It sounds like a good word, but how can it be so malicious when it comes out of the young man's mouth...

Kou Dong, however, put his finger on his mouth, snorted softly, and paid attention to the outside. Song Hong also immediately realized something, and carefully listened to the movement outside the door.

Outside the thin door, the sound of those people eating and drinking faintly came in, and the people who were originally guarding the door seemed to have walked away and went to the yard to drink together.

What to ask, now is the best chance.

Naturally, the two of them couldn't let this opportunity slip by and each asked about the children's current situation. Song Hong didn't think it was a difficult thing at first, but when he really asked, he realized that their mouths were quite strict, and they basically didn't want to say anything to him.

After asking a few more questions, these little beggars had vigilance in their eyes and stared at him with pursed lips.

Song Hong has always been a good-looking person since he was a child, and he has never been seen like this. The child's gaze made him reach out and touch his hair, wondering if he had become a bald uncle.

I asked three or four consecutively, and they were all the same. Song Hong couldn't help but feel a little frustrated.

This is simply a bunch of mussels that can't be pryed open. And this clam was not obedient, and his eyes were always looking to his right.

What's on the right?

Song Hong also turned his head away with the heart to understand it, and was taken aback by this sight. I don't know how Kou Dong did it. He was surrounded by a group of children. He himself had a face like a glutinous rice dumpling. Hearing the people around him timidly talk to him, the rest of them were still full of emotions. Reverent eyes stared at him, without blinking—

At that moment, Kou Dong seemed to be enthroned in this small house.

... scumbag.

Song Hong was stunned. He tried to get closer to Kou Dong and asked, "How did you do it?"

Kou Dong wanted to show him the old computer that he pulled out. Although the old computer is old, there are still some classic games like Tetris and Snake, plus his original favorability is full of buffs, which is enough to fool a circle of children who have no entertainment at all.

Who knew that Song Hong himself came up with the answer first, "Could it be because of motherhood?"

Kou Dong: "...?"

Song Hong was strangely persuaded by himself, "It's not unreasonable."

Kou Dong: "...???"

The author has something to say:

Kou Dong: Make it clear, what is motherhood? ? ?

Song Hong: (hesitatingly)... So it's because of nature?