Horror: There is joy in the opening of the coffin, and the ball is brought to the end

Chapter 1323 The Spirit of Tree Burial (63)

Because Yaksin was a boy, he was picked up by his patriarchal father, otherwise he would definitely be like his biological sisters.

But just because he was a boy, he also brought death to himself.

He had the right to inherit property and was a baby waiting to be fed. In order to gain more rights for her child, the wife abused him behind her husband's back.

Yaksin in the crystal ball was so small and thin. Because he was hungry, he grabbed any place on the ground and put it in his mouth. When he found that he couldn't eat, he looked sad.

Finally, he found that his second mother and brothers and sisters were sitting at the dining table eating chicken legs and gnawing beef bones. He happily crawled to the dining table. Because he was not very skillful in climbing, he hit the ground with his face. He struggled for a long time before he could stand up, and his face There was already a big bruise on his body.

The second mother and brothers and sisters at the dining table saw this and pointed at him and laughed.

Finally crawling to the dining table, Yaksin grabbed the skirt of the second mother's skirt, looked at the chicken drumstick in her hand with drooling eyes, and opened her mouth to scream "Ahhhhh!"

The second mother kicked him away and cursed angrily: "You're so dirty, go away!" After cursing, she threw a piece of chicken leg bone she had just eaten away.

Yaksin was overjoyed and hurriedly crawled towards the chicken leg bone, picked it up and licked it with satisfaction.

"Second mother, my brother has no teeth and can't eat. How about he drink my porridge?" Jacques's eight-year-old sister Jacques Ai held a bowl of porridge and looked at her second mother with pleading eyes.

The second mother raised her hand and gave her a slap. The bowl in Jacques' hand broke and the porridge fell all over the floor. Neither she nor her brother could eat it.

The second mother pinched her ears and cursed, "You damn girl, you're going to give it away tomorrow, and you still come to me to hide your anger. Go back to the room and don't come out again." After saying that, she got up and went to fill another bowl. Porridge, "You have to waste another bowl of porridge on me. I will suffer even more if I starve to death. If you don't let me eat it this time, you will eat shit."

Yaksin found the porridge on the ground, threw away the chicken leg bones, grabbed handfuls of porridge on the ground and stuffed it into his mouth, eating very happily.

Suddenly, he froze, turned red, and burst into tears.

He ate a piece of broken porcelain and it got stuck in his throat. Blood continued to flow from his mouth, and his brothers and sisters screamed in fear.

Yaksin was imprisoned in the woodshed by her second mother. The porcelain pieces in the throat dragon were not fatal, but they hurt so much that Yaksin cried all night long.

The woodshed was very dark. There was no mother's warm embrace, no fragrant rice cereal, and no sweet lullaby. It would take a long time for her father to come back from a long trip. Yaksin cried very sadly.

Three days later, the second mother finally remembered Yaksin. When he opened the woodshed, Yaksin's body was already stiff. He was starved to death because the porcelain pieces in his throat were stuck in his throat and his little neck was uncomfortable. It was full of scratches, which he had scratched himself.

The next scene in the crystal ball is Paradise Forest, and the little guy is the first dead baby to live in the tree hole.

That day, the tribesmen tied a cow to the big tree, and the live animal was dedicated to the tree god.

The moon hovered alone over the woods, its light dim, like tears of resentment in the corners of a woman's eyes.The tops of the tall trees covered most of the sky, and their edges were blurred by the darkness. From a distance, they looked like faces covered in blood and flesh.

The big ox under the tree screamed "moo" and suddenly became manic, pulling on the reins desperately.

(End of this chapter)