Another World: My life is on the hook!

Chapter 1148 She Can't See Anymore!

But when the picture of past memories freezes next time.

Lin Ying was still standing there in a daze. That girl appeared again. She had really grown up a lot, but she was so thin that she could hardly see her former appearance at all.

She lit the brazier.

Her state obviously made people feel wrong, she sat there holding the crock pot, the fire reflected on her empty face.

That was the money she had accumulated for so long, as she said before, she would use the money to take her mother out of here, so that they would no longer have to endure the abuse of that beast.

Even from the mark on the locust tree, it can be seen that she has finally saved enough to leave here.

But her condition is not right.

The fire became more and more intense.

She poured all the money she had saved in the crock into the brazier.

It's like some kind of memorial service.

It's like it's no longer needed, like it's all meaningless.

She watched the fire burn for a long time, and the ashes were flying all over the yard. Her face was completely unmoved, and she could no longer see any expressions.

Since.

She never spoke again.

It was as if the soul had died along with the fire that day.

that night.

She saw the man come home drunk again, stepping over the snow and staggering towards the room.

She heard a scream.

She heard the sound of the skirt being torn.

Then there was the explosion and the fire, and the man's angry growls and abuse.

……

The memory of the past is once again frozen.

When Lin Ying saw her again tremblingly, she had already changed into a different look. Half of her face was burnt and melted, and she lost half of her arm. Her neck, body, and legs were all covered in large pieces. Large areas of burn marks.

She is not dead.

The man wasn't dead either.

Maybe it was because of the dampness of the gunpowder, or maybe it was because the weapons that could be circulated to this remote village in that era were of inferior quality.

So that day, she failed to go to hell with that man.

But she still didn't show any expression.

Acacia blossoms are blooming.

It is still as brilliant as it was in previous years.

At that moment, she seemed to really want to stretch out her hand, just like before to catch the gorgeous petals, raised her head and stared blankly like before for a whole day.

Snapped--

The sharp whip fell heavily on her back and knocked her to the ground. Lin Ying could clearly see the demon coming in from the gate angrily, and stomped his daughter down. Immediately afterwards, there was a storm of whipping and cursing.

Lin Ying's eyes were about to burst, she wanted to rush over to stop them, but she went straight through their bodies.

Because that is a phantom.

This is the memory of the past that has already happened.

The sharp whip tore her burnt skin, leaving bloody wounds one after another on her body, and even later, her entire back was bloody and bloody, but it didn't stop until the man was tired After that, she didn't make a sound.

She seemed to have turned into a ghost long ago.

She got up dragging her bleeding body, raised her head and stared blankly at the swaying canopy, and the fallen flowers all over the ground, but those were not fallen flowers, but her blood splashed on the snow.

"I curse you..."

The moment she was at the setting sun, she stretched out her bloody nails.

Under the locust tree, she carved her first words in many years.

"If I die……"

"Then let me become a ghost..."

"If I can't become a ghost... then let me become a curse that he can't get rid of..."

She raised her head hollowly, just like she prayed day and night.

"Did you hear that, big tree..."

……

puff- puff-

At the last moment of her life, in the dark and moonless night, under this lush locust tree.

The butcher knife fell heavily again and again.

Scarlet blood splashed down on the lines of writing she carved on the tree trunk.

In reflection.

It was the figure who was waving the bone-chopping knife mechanically downwards, and it was the distorted voice that pleased her, and her body was dragged out of the house under the pagoda flowers all over the ground.

Knife after knife.

That night the Sophora japonica began to be extraordinarily bright, as bright as blood.

That locust tree that has grown for many years.

Its roots were dug open.

It seemed to be able to hear the sound of the shovel digging up the soil little by little.

It was as if something had been buried heavily under the bright red soil, and after many years it took root and sprouted, blooming the blood-like flowers.

Sophora japonica is still in bloom.

But the girl who had stared blankly at it before could no longer see it.

She is not gone.

She is just the loess buried under her feet, and together with this tree, she will never be separated again.

And start from that day.

No one knows why, it seems that there is no sunny sky over the whole town, many people can always hear the ethereal singing from a distance when they go out at night, and seem to be able to see a shadow dancing.

The courtyard at the end of the town also seemed to have been uninhabited since that time.

Some people couldn't help being curious and stepped in, but never came out again.

Only one little girl couldn't help but wanted to go in to find her playmate and stepped in once, but she went crazy after she came out, she cried when she saw anyone, and she kept shaking her head when someone asked her.

A long time.

Many people seem to be able to hear a man's fear and begging for mercy when they pass by the courtyard.

Many people said that was the male owner there.

But many people said that their family had already moved out of this small town, and no one lived there.

But no one dared to step in.

The images of the memories of the past are constantly flying back, the entire courtyard is constantly being dilapidated in time, and the houses have begun to decay. Under the heavy rain, the entire courtyard is becoming more and more dilapidated.

But only the locust tree.

But it is becoming more and more lush, and what it blooms are no longer pale white petals, but brighter red flowers.

Bloody flowers.

And when the picture of going back to the past was frozen again, Lin Ying finally saw the girl again in a daze.

Just like the girl in the first picture who likes to stare blankly at the canopy.

She was still wearing the original dress, she was still leaning against the tree, she was still reaching out to catch the falling Sophora japonica.

but.

The pagoda tree flower went straight through her outstretched hand.

She has turned into a ghost.

She can no longer receive Sophora japonica.

Sometimes she sat empty on the branches and leaves of the locust tree, and sometimes she sat on the rotten swing, her body was so light that a gust of wind could blow her away, and sometimes she looked at the soil where her body was buried in a daze.

But obviously such time is short-lived.

For a longer period of time, there was only madness and hatred in her eyes, and the form she occasionally transformed was also broken and decayed. She screamed day and night, frantically torturing the man in the room.

Sometimes she doesn't even know why.

She just felt that the man trapped by her in the house was very familiar and disgusting to her, but she couldn't remember why she trapped him.

She couldn't even remember who she was.

But she always felt that she had something to do...

She thought about it day and night.

Finally one day.

She remembered everything, and finally understood the meaning of her existence.

She thought of what the man named father had done to her and her mother, she thought of the words she had carved on the locust tree, and thought of her mother's utterance from being tortured by him day and night. Wail and cry.

The only obsession she has is to kill him...

that moment.

The endless pain during her lifetime submerged her soul like a tide, and she kept crying and mad, and kept calling her mother's name.

That terrible resentment gushed out of her body like an ocean breaking a bank.

She broke down the door of the house.

She looked at the delirious man who had been tortured by him, his face was already so ferocious that he could no longer distinguish it.

The culprit of everything.

Her mother, she was buried, the torture, the inhuman abuse.

She didn't know why she forgot.

Because this is obviously something that she will never allow herself to forget before and after her death!

But at this moment she didn't need to think about it.

Because that man is right in front of her now.

She was finally able to send this devilish man to hell with her own hands after death!

That moment.

In that great agony and cry of vengeance, she frantically thrust her hand into the man's heart.

Everything will end here.

If everything ends here, it may also mark the end of her short life.

But it was like fate had played such a huge joke on her.

The man was right in front of her.

She could even see her nails pierce the skin on his chest, but she couldn't take a step forward.

Her pupils shattered violently.

Her soul and body began to disintegrate.

She saw the withered hand piercing from behind, and could even see the cyst and vertical eye of the wriggling flesh and blood on that hand.

"Hey, it should be just right now. If it's a little later, our plan won't be able to go on."

"It's really an accident. It's just an evil spirit that just took shape. It can break through the seal set for her in such a short period of time. It seems that she really hates it."

"But isn't it more fun?"

"Hehe, but that's fine too. The conditions for the formation of the curse are enough. Use the huge hatred when the evil spirit shatters to make this curse run forever. I think this can definitely wait until the blood-clothed evil spirit is summoned." One day, it's so wonderful, I really can't imagine what kind of terrible evil spirit we can create in the future, I think it will definitely be a disaster, hehehe."

"What about him?"

"Welcome to be a member of us, welcome to join...the Flesh God Sect, I think my god is really happy to have such a devout believer."

click-

Her soul shattered into thousands of fragments in that hand, her pupils were dilated, and she only heard the voice of the mysterious conversation behind her.

She can't see anymore, she can't hear anymore...

And at the last moment.

She also didn't finish her...

revenge.