Remember [Book Fan Building .org] in one second, and read it for free without pop-ups!

"Smack! - "Lightning and thunder roared, and thunder rolled in the sky."

On the black wall, at the moment when the lightning was as bright as day, there were many, many silhouettes of babies on the wall, and those were the infants who killed the deformed babies in the Xiangjiao Water Village and the ancestral hall of the Zongmiao in Shanyang Village, and poured boiling water into the throat of the dead deformed babies.

Because after refining, the ashes are mixed with glutinous rice paste and brushed on the wall, so there are many baby spirits on the black wall.

On a night when it rains and thunders, lightning shines down, like a camera with a flash turned on, and the Polaroid image is taken.

However, it was not only the infant spirits on the wall that scared the three Thai policemen away.

.......

"Pop ——!" Another powerful flash of lightning.

Broken wall.

In addition to dozens of infant spirits, there are also ghosts of a man and a woman.

Both men and women have blurred faces.

The man was wearing a white military uniform, while the woman was wearing a black gauze and black dress, and the two held hands in a solemn manner.

A man in a white military uniform, and a woman in a black wedding dress, are like having a secret marriage.

The lightning disappeared, and soon the rain stopped.

Silence returned—deathly silence.

*******************

Tianchang City, Capital Hospital.

Three days have passed, and Jun Xiaoyan is still autistic and manic as a psychopath.

In the VIP ward, the huge ward is surrounded by floor-to-ceiling glass, Jun Xiaoyan is chained, and when everyone is unconscious, they shaved his beard and cut his hair, and cleared the dense wounds all over his body.

In addition to being scary, muscular, and emaciated, his relatives still recognized him.

Jun Xiaoting did find a DNA sample from the genetic database, extracted the DNA sample and compared it with Jun Xiaoyan, the result was unexpected, indeed, at this moment, in front of them, it was the living Jun Xiaoyan.

"It doesn't seem to be a conspiracy theory, maybe Yan Zhongzhe's conscience found out at the last moment." Jun Xiaoting was standing outside the floor-to-ceiling glass window at this moment, talking to his nephew.

"I hope." Jun Lintian narrowed his eyes, looking at Jun Xiaoyan who was curled up in the corner, his eyes were deep and boundless.

"Then why didn't the [Lord of the Corpse Forest] kill Xiao Yan's righteous father? Instead, leave him behind, and he can completely threaten us with him, to threaten the government of the Far East. ”

Jun Lintian put his hands in his trouser pockets, looking at Jun Xiaoyan who was huddled in the corner of the wall, with a solemn expression, full of questions.

"Maybe torturing Xiao Yan can bring the perverted satisfaction of the [Corpse Forest Master]." Jun Xiaoting replied.

The thought of the mountain of corpses and the stench of rotting corpses, comparable to the cells of Auschwitz concentration camp, Jun Xiaoting's inner anger was overflowing.

Jun Xiaoyan spent 18 years in that environment.

"The mental torture day after day has long broken his will, and now that he is so closed, I only hope that he can come out of the haze as soon as possible."

"After 18 years of torture, it is not easy to recover." Jun Xiaoting sighed and said, "Unless there is a miracle, we can only wait, waiting for the rehabilitation treatment year after year, how many normal people can gradually turn him back into a normal person." ”

The two men looked at Jun Xiaoyan who was huddled in the ward with pity, and Mu Ningfu appeared behind them silently.

King Lintian turned his head, saw his wife, and hurriedly stepped forward and asked her.

"How are the preparations for the farewell meeting of the body of the martyr Min Zexi?"

"Inform Zhuang'er." Mu Ningfu said uncomfortably, "I fainted at that time." ”