The Strongest Ghost in the World, Join Us!

"boom!"

The door was violently opened, and a man with alcohol on his body and some sloppy clothes walked in.

As the door opened and the sun shone through most of the firewood room, Su Mu, whose body was hidden in the depths of the firewood, shrank slightly.

The smell of sunlight in the air made his body feel an inexplicable fear.

That's the devil's instinctive fear of sunlight

Because that is the fear of death.

The man with some sloppy clothes entered the room, and glanced at the girl who was shaking the chain around her neck.

As the other party's gaze glanced, the girl's body could not help shrinking slightly, and there was an instinctive fear in the depths of her eyes, as if she had an instinctive fear of this person.

This man named 'Father'.

It seemed that the girl's eyes angered the man, and the drunk man reached out and drew a leather whip from behind.

"Snapped!"

A dull voice rang out suddenly in the dark room.

The girl's body instinctively shook violently, and although it was in incomparable pain, the girl remained silent.

The experience of being beaten for many years has made her understand that crying will only anger the man named 'father' in front of her.

After hitting two whips, the man seemed to have thought of something, and finally put away the whip and turned to leave.

Soon, the man who left came in again, holding a kettle and a bamboo tube in his hand.

Opened the lid of the kettle, poured the water from the kettle into the wooden bowl in front of the girl, and then threw the bamboo tube in front of the girl, muttering, "Useless stuff, what's the use of raising you."

"I'll sell you in two days."

"boom!"

The door of the firewood room was slammed shut, and the room fell into darkness again.

When the man left, the girl carefully pulled the clothes on the outside of her left arm with her right hand. As the clothes were lifted, the whip marks were extremely conspicuous in this dark environment.

Some of the scars are already scarred

Some were still splattered with blood, apparently just beaten.

The girl spat on the palm of her hand, and then smeared the newly struck welts with saliva.

After smearing, the girl lay down on the ground again and began to lick the clear water on the wooden bowl on the ground.

After drinking the water, the girl turned around again and walked deeper into the firewood room. As the girl walked, the iron chain tied around the girl's neck made a 'crashing' sound.

Soon, the girl took out a wooden pestle and walked in, then opened the bamboo tube left by the man who had just left.

The girl opened the bamboo tube and fell to the ground.

A small handful of rice fell to the ground.

The girl held the wooden pestle, clenched her hands tightly, and slammed the rice on the ground with great concentration.

And I don't know when, Su Mu came out from the depths of the firewood, came to the girl, crouched down in front of the girl, and watched the girl concentrate on pounding the rice on the ground with a wooden pestle.

Su Mu didn't quite understand at first

Until the girl's wooden pestle picked up some white rice grains that had been husked and put them back into the bamboo tube, Su Mu already understood.

The girl is in the pestle meter.

Seeing this scene, Su Mu's expression changed slightly, and he stretched out his hand and grabbed the little hand of the girl.

The small hand full of scars is as small as a bird's claws, and the thick calluses on the small hand seem to be silently telling something.

"What are you doing?"

His voice was a little low.

"Pessle rice!"

The girl raised her head and looked at him strangely, as if she felt that the evil spirit in front of her didn't understand, she explained in a low voice, "After the rice is done with the pestle, you can cook the rice. If Dad has leftovers, I can also eat some. Woolen cloth."

silence

silent silence

"Scumbag!"

After a long time, Su Mu almost gritted his teeth.

It is said that evil spirits are scary, but some people are more evil than evil spirits.

His hand gently caressed the girl's head, with a touch of pity, his scarlet eyes glowed with an inexplicable cold glow.

"Uncle, will you kill him?"

"How about I protect you in the future?"

The girl's body trembled violently, her emotionless eyes slightly brightened at this moment.

But there was a hint of fear and desire in those slightly bright eyes.

It is the desire for warmth, and at the same time, it is also the fear of the warmth disappearing.

"Uncle...are you really a ghost?"

The girl raised her head at some point and looked at him with pink and purple eyes. *