Chapter 365 The Rag Doll Is Alive
The room is still tidy, but the bedding is dirty.

It looks like it's full of adult dirt.

It's not that it hasn't been washed, but that it's not cleaned cleanly over time.

"Where are your parents?" I looked at the little girl.

"Fall asleep!" said the little girl.

Fell asleep?
There was only one room in her house, where did her parents sleep?

"Shh!"

Just about to ask what happened, the little girl put her index finger on her lips.

"Keep down, don't wake them up." The girl sat on the edge of the bed, shaking her feet. "Sister, where are you from? My name is a girl, what about you?"

"Star!" I blurted out.

"Stars?" The girl blinked, "I haven't seen stars for a long time. Sister, are you hungry?"

Seeing me shaking my head, the girl smiled. "Sister, what's it like outside?"

"It's huge!" I paused, "Do you know how to bend over to look at your crotch?"

This sentence made the girl blush immediately.

Breathing also became cramped.

"You can't bend down to look at your crotch, you will see evil spirits!" The girl shook her head vigorously.

"Who told you? Are your parents?" I walked up to the girl.

The girl nodded, but then shook her head again.

I didn't ask, for fear of scaring the girl.

So, he could only lie down with her.

Obviously there are only the two of us in the room, but I feel that there are other eyes spying on me.

About half an hour later, the girl let out a slow breathing sound.

And just as I closed my eyes, I heard a faint cry for help.

That voice, suddenly near and now far away.

When far away, it seems to be on the horizon.

When it is close, it seems to be in front of the ear.

But as soon as he opened his eyes, the sound disappeared.

After several trials, I was sure that the voice was real.

Just when I got up to look for it, the girl sat up quietly.

"Sister, it's so noisy!"

After speaking, the girl picked up the two dolls hanging on the wall, got up and went out.

I was a little puzzled, and followed her to the simple kitchen.

The girl picked up the torch, lit one of the dolls and threw it into the stove.

When I was wondering about her behavior, a smell of burnt meat came from the stove.

Why do dolls made of cloth smell like meat?

Suddenly, my heart skipped a beat.

I asked the girl where her parents were, and she said they were at home.

But apart from her and me, there are only two dolls on the wall at home.

Could it be that these two dolls are the girl's parents?

"It's not noisy now, is it?"

The girl raised her head and watched me slowly raise the corners of her mouth, and then grabbed another doll's neck. "If you quarrel again, I will spank your ass!"

I frowned, turned and walked out.

When he walked to the stone tablet where the doll was placed, he stopped in his tracks.

The rag doll whose head was torn off by me before was lying quietly on the ground.

A pool of congealed blood had already soaked its body red.

Are these dolls alive? !
To be precise, are they human?
Turn around and run wildly.

When he came to the girl's house, he directly smashed the corrupted door with one palm.

When rushing in, I happened to see the girl holding a needle and sewing the threaded needle into the doll's mouth.

There was blood, which slid down the needle tip.

Walking over quickly, I snatched the doll from the girl's hand.

This move made the girl's eyes widen. "give me back!"

"Is it your mother?" I said coldly.

"It's not my mother!" the girl said in a low voice, "It's the one who was burned to death just now! Look, how good my father is. Sew up its mouth, and it won't be able to call for help anymore."

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(End of this chapter)

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