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The giant dog waved the black flag, then walked up to the few people with obvious displeasure and spit out the soul in its mouth, but no one knew whether it had eaten the soul secretly or not.

The scattered souls of the little people floated back to their bodies crying, and the screams of those people gradually subsided.

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Chapter 25 Acting

Zhao Cheng walked up to the group of people. The boys were huddled on the ground trembling and not daring to look at him, but they still recognized that the red-haired boy was Li Minghao.

This person is really a dog that can't change its bad habits. He has only been quiet for a few days and he starts bullying others again?

Looking at the others, they were all wearing their high school uniforms, including the girl who was still lying on the ground without any reaction.

I guess if Peilin was here, she would be able to recognize a few of them, but I can't recognize any of them.

At this time, the three girls who were bullies huddled together and sat on the ground, the ground beneath them was wet with yellow liquid.

Zhao Cheng curled his lips, but the show had to go on.

"money!"

He deliberately walked in front of Li Minghao and growled in a low voice.

Li Minghao shivered and shouted tremblingly: "It's in the schoolbag! It's in the schoolbag!"

"Bring them here. All of them."

Li Minghao stood up slowly. At this moment, the giant dog beside Zhao Cheng moved, frightening him so much that he fell to the ground again. "Don't kill me! Don't kill me!"

"It, follow you, hurry up!"

Zhao Cheng continued.

Li Minghao then stood up again, not daring to look at the giant dog. He stumbled back into the house, took out all the bags, and then took out all the money and handed it to Zhao Cheng.

Zhao Cheng took it casually. His hand was also wrapped in black air and evil spirits, which made Li Minghao, who touched his hand, feel like he was touching ice and shivered.

Then, Zhao Cheng walked up to the three girls:

"Take off!"

The three girls were stunned, seemingly not understanding the situation.

"Stand up and take it off!"

The three girls stood up tremblingly and slowly took off their clothes.

"Hurry up!" Zhao Cheng growled impatiently, and the giant dog beside him cooperated and took a step forward.

The three girls cried out "Wow" and quickly started to take off their clothes, without even Zhao Cheng's order.

Zhao Cheng walked forward and looked at their faces this way and that as if he was selecting goods, then made them turn around and weigh them.

"Ugly! Dirty!"

The three girls who were crying just now seemed to be insulted, and the light brown girl even opened her eyes wide and stared at herself.

But before they could say anything, Zhao Cheng shook his head, turned and walked towards the girl lying on the ground, while the giant dog beside him pounced out.

Ignoring the sharper howls that suddenly sounded behind him, he bent down and looked at the girl lying on the ground. Her eyes were open at this moment but seemed to have no focus, she just stared blankly ahead.

"died?"

Zhao Cheng turned around and asked Li Minghao. At this time, the giant dog spit out the scattered souls of the three girls and returned to Zhao Cheng.

Li Minghao staggered over with weak legs. He could relate to the miserable plight of those girls and even his pants were wet.

"No, no."

Zhao Cheng turned around and squatted, pretending to pick them up, then stood up and said to himself:

"It's a good material for corpse puppets."

Li Minghao next to him was shaking violently, his legs were like sieves, and he could hardly support the weight of his body. He didn't understand what corpse puppet meant, but he understood the material.

"Come here and take off your clothes!"

Li Minghao couldn't hold on any longer this time and fell to his knees, with water stains appearing from under his body again.

Although Zhao Cheng's voice was not loud, it was unusually clear in this environment. The other people heard it clearly, and they were not much better than Li Minghao, and their voices also soaked the ground.

"waste!"

Zhao Cheng said angrily and ignored them.

He turned around and picked up the girl on the ground as if she were cargo. The black energy on his body extended over and quickly covered the girl's entire body. This scene scared the people on the ground so much that they dared not to look at it any longer.

Zhao Cheng walked steadily. He had put away the ghost covering his body. The girl could not bear that kind of coldness.

It was not until he walked out of the alley and took the opportunity to turn around that Zhao Cheng glanced behind him and saw those people staggering to the other side.

Zhao Cheng let out a sigh of relief, took a few steps forward, and put the girl down on his shoulders in the darkest place.

She still didn't react, leaning against the wall, staring ahead with empty eyes.

Zhao Cheng took off his coat and put it on the girl. Her clothes were already wet, but there was no time for her to change. He was not sure whether those people would call the police, so he had to make do with it.

He picked up the girl horizontally, without putting away the Ten Thousand Souls Banner. The black air still completely covered the two of them, and they walked quickly to a place where there were no cameras and where there were fewer people.

Half an hour later, at the side of an abandoned building, Zhao Cheng lifted the seal and walked in, then found a room at random and sat down while holding the girl.

Zhao Cheng was breathing heavily and didn't speak for a while. He had already been running all day today, and now he had walked such a long way carrying the girl. The wounds on his waist and abdomen had already begun to ache.

If I hadn't hadn't had a lot of food for dinner and hadn't been practicing "The Secret of Birthing a Dragon", I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to make it this far.

The moonlight poured in through the window, shining on the two of them, and casting a faint glow on this temporarily quiet room.

After a while, Zhao Cheng recovered a little, looked at the girl with empty eyes, and asked softly:

"Do you feel better?"

The girl's eyes were still out of focus. Zhao Cheng frowned, knowing that the current environment could not give her a sense of security, but he could not take her back to the rented house.

If anyone in the rental house saw me and this girl together, the play I performed today would lose its effect, because people are only afraid of unknown things and will not be afraid of a high school student.

With the help of the moonlight from the window, Zhao Cheng carefully observed the girl. Only now did he have the leisure time to see her face clearly. The girl in front of him was very beautiful.

She had shiny black hair that even dust couldn't cover, and brown-gold eyes that were still a little crystal clear because of her previous crying.

The nose is straight and small, perfectly embedded in the delicate face. The fair skin is as delicate as a baby's, but the slap marks on the face destroy the beauty. The rosy lips still have traces of blood from being beaten.

Zhao Cheng carefully wiped some of the blood off her lips, then gently placed his hand on the girl's mouth to prevent her from screaming, and tried to speak in the most gentle tone of his life:

"You are safe now. I was just acting just to save you."

After repeating this several times, the girl's eyes gradually came into focus.

Deep in my heart, there seemed to be a ray of light shining on the curled up little girl, the darkness slowly faded away, and the soul gradually returned to the body.

Zhao Cheng suddenly pressed down the little mouth that was about to scream, and with a helpless look on his face, he held the other's struggling body and whispered repeatedly:

"Don't shout, don't shout, you are really safe now, we were just acting just now."

But the girl seemed to still be immersed in the bullying just now. She tried to grab the big hand covering her mouth with her hands and struggled desperately, as if he was the one who wanted to bully her.

Zhao Cheng had learned some knowledge related to this in his previous life. He knew that people's will was often not based on themselves, just like those PTSD patients, who found it extremely difficult to get rid of the shadow of trauma. What's more, the girl in his arms had not only been bullied, but also almost died.

And even if what had just happened had not happened, it would be impossible for her to feel safe in a shabby and dark room, being held in the arms of a tall and strong man.

He could only hold the girl tightly, allowing her to struggle and just keep repeating his words.

Gradually, the girl became tired, gasping for breath, and stopped struggling.

Zhao Cheng looked straight into her eyes without loosening his hand. He just told her in detail how he met them, how they acted out the play, and why he brought her here. Then he repeated it as if he was reading on tape.

Until the girl gently held his hand that was covering his mouth and stopped trying to pry it open.

Zhao Cheng stopped talking and saw from the girl's eyes that her sanity was gradually returning, and light slowly appeared in her brown-gold eyes.

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Author's words: This is a minor supporting character in "The Witch's Disaster", and his experience is rather pitiful.

Chapter 26: Comfort

"I'm going to let go, don't shout. If someone sees us, today's performance will be in vain." Zhao Cheng said softly.

The girl nodded slightly.

Zhao Cheng finally breathed a sigh of relief and slowly let go of her hand to prevent her from tricking him into screaming out.

Fortunately, the girl really regained her senses. She didn't scream out loud, but just held his hand tightly without letting go.

"It's okay, don't worry. But you can take a leave of absence and stay at home for a few days tomorrow."

Then, Zhao Cheng comforted him:

"It's best not to tell your mother about this. I'll give you a little gadget that can be used to pretend to be a corpse puppet."

Anyway, no one has seen the corpse puppet, so she can just let the ghost hide in her body. When she goes to school, the girl will occasionally emit a cold aura. I guess those frightened people won't dare to provoke her.

The girl did not speak. After she regained consciousness, the scenes of her previous bullying resurfaced in her mind. Her breathing subconsciously became rapid, but reason told her not to be sad anymore and to quickly thank the benefactor in front of her.

The girl still held Zhao Cheng's hands tightly, subconsciously placing them on her chest, letting her heart feel the warmth, and reluctantly said:

"Thank you."

The voice was hoarse and startled Zhao Cheng, who was still savoring the softness in his hands. Even the girl herself was surprised and let go of one hand to touch her throat.

However, Zhao Cheng was finally completely relieved and confirmed that she had really recovered her consciousness.

"Ahem, uh-huh."

The girl anxiously tried to whisper again and again until her voice slowly recovered and she said again: "Thank you!"

Zhao Cheng waved his other hand nonchalantly. The girl was now sitting in his arms. The scars from the slap on her face, the blood on her lips, and the bruises on her two white legs were all clearly visible.

It was only then that he realized that the scars were burn marks, which ruined the originally beautiful straight white long legs. He gently reached out and touched them, feeling a little heartbroken:

"Does it still hurt?"

The girl didn't expect him to say this. She raised her head and looked at him. The moonlight was shining on his handsome face. He was staring at the wound with a look of pity.

Subconsciously, I grasped that warm hand tightly with both hands. Insults, slaps, beatings, cigarette butts, curling irons, all kinds of memories instantly pressed into my mind. The grievance, depression, and pain could no longer be suppressed under that question:

"pain."

As soon as the words fell, big tears rolled down the girl's face. She lowered her head and pressed herself tightly against the broad, warm and heavy chest, crying silently. The intense pain made her body twitch from time to time as she cried.

But even so, she still remembered Zhao Cheng's instructions and did not make any sound, only sobbing when she really could not hold it back anymore.

I had clearly paid the money obediently, had clearly been listening to orders, and had clearly been very careful and tolerant, but in return I was still subjected to increasingly severe beatings and insults, even to the point where they had to strip me naked and take nude photos. Those people had their ugly desires clearly written on their faces, even though I had clearly done nothing.

In order not to worry her mother who worked hard all day, she never told her mother about what happened in school. She could only endure it alone, hoping to be admitted to university and make this day pass faster. It was not until today that she let out her emotions freely in this embrace.

Zhao Cheng sighed in his heart and patted her back gently.

After a long time, the girl finally stopped crying, only sobbing lightly occasionally.

After a while, the girl slowly sat up from Zhao Cheng's arms, looking a little embarrassedly at his shirt on his chest, which was completely soaked with her tears, revealing her strong chest muscles.

Zhao Cheng thought she was going to get up, so he moved his body, held her arm and pushed her away from him.

The girl instinctively didn't want to leave this warm and reassuring embrace, so she threw herself on his chest, hugged him tightly, and whispered, "No!"

After she finished speaking, she realized what had happened. Her face flushed and she looked up quietly. She met Zhao Cheng's meaningful and shining eyes. She was so scared that she shrank into his arms like a little animal.

Zhao Cheng looked at this scene with some amusement. The girl's flushed face and her ostrich-like expression were stirring his heartstrings. But before he could make any move, the ostrich girl who had buried her head in his arms just now raised her head, put her arms around his neck, and kissed him.

The girl's lips rubbed against each other awkwardly after they came close, and she obviously didn't know what to do next, until Zhao Cheng held her lower lip and sucked it gently twice, and then stretched out his tongue and scraped it lightly. The girl then half opened her mouth and let Zhao Cheng do what he wanted.

Zhao Cheng grabbed the stiff tongue again and sucked it gently, then stretched out his tongue, entwining, rubbing and licking it. The girl was slowly brought into the rhythm and responded.

He put his hand in through the collar. The girl's clothes were still wet, her skin was cold and tender, her body stiffened and then softened, allowing Zhao Cheng to grab the dough and knead it. Her breathing gradually became rapid, and the hands around her neck became a little weak and lay there limply.

After a while, the girl felt the warm big hand leaving her chest, and she subconsciously straightened her body, not wanting the warmth to leave. But in the blink of an eye, she felt the buttons of her shirt being unbuttoned one by one, until her chest felt cool, and then warm again. It turned out that she didn't know when the restraints had been completely untied, and the red beans on the dough were suddenly held in her mouth.

The girl subconsciously hugged her head buried in her chest with both hands. The unprecedented feeling and strong stimulation made her moan softly involuntarily: "Master~"