0527 didn't expect that because of his willfulness and misjudgment, he gave Qingqing his life.

In fact, it didn't hurt as much as I thought before, and everything ended after a click.

But I regret it.

Ergouzi rubbed to Siru's side with a flattering face, and looked up with a cute little face, "Master, I have a lot of useful props here, all of which are very powerful." ”

At no cost.

Siru turned her head to look at him, and her expressionless face suddenly twitched, "Props? Oh, it won't be some skin-like clotted cherry smallmouth snake with a fine waist of three inches of golden lotus, all kinds of pills for giving birth to children. He looked up and down and sneered, "Ergouzi, you are so simple and colorful, are you worthy of your cute baby form?" ”

It's a waste.

Two dogs: ......

Let's not talk about anything else, just this name really makes him unable to laugh, and he wants to die.

"Oh."

Keep your head down and shut up.

Siru chuckled, I felt the shock not long after I entered the world in the last mission, but the wood spirit space was hers, and she didn't have to think about what happened in it, although she knew that 0527 had bad intentions, but she didn't expect it to be timid.

Seems confident that she will be left on the mission.

Of course, on the way back, she grabbed a replacement.

No way, as a wood spirit, she is very powerful, but she really doesn't have the ability to travel through time and space.

Alas!

"I hope you'll be fine when I come back." With that, she vanished.

The second dog was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt cold all over his body, his ruddy lips were trembling, and he lowered his head, so that he would not be an idiot like that fool in 0527, he would live to the end.

Space-time reversal.

When Siru opened her eyes again, she clearly felt her feet floating.

This time the mission is clear.

After looking around, I realized that the room she was in was actually not big, it was also very simple, the overall white cold tone, and there was a person covered with a white cloth lying on a bed in front of her.

At this moment, two men and women in their fifties wearing gray and white uniforms walked in from outside.

The woman, who was a little fat, walked to the side of the bed and lifted the white sheets, shaking her head, "Tsk." ”

The latter sentence is really pitiful and unspoken. Working in a funeral parlor is always a bit taboo, after all, the people who come here are dead, and what if they are heard, they don't look dead.

The white sheets had been pulled apart, and it was clear that there was a little girl lying on it, about eight or nine years old, her skin was dead white and faintly blue, her yellow hair was tied into two small braids, her face had no flesh at all, her cheekbones were protruding, and her chin was so pointed that there was almost no curvature, obviously malnourished.

What surprised Siru the most was her eyes, no, there were two holes at all, and now they had become dark green, it should have been like this a long time ago.

Not a new injury.

After all, the fat aunt couldn't help but sigh, "The eyes are gone, the tongue is gone, the hands and feet are broken, how can such a young girl be reincarnated." ”

Miserable!

The middle-aged man who was fiddling with the machine was finally healed, "Stop grinding, push her in." ”

Burn it.

It can only be said that there is no harm without buying and selling, and there is no beast in the world without profiteering.

Siru watched as the little girl was pushed into a furnace with a temperature of up to a thousand and was quickly burned to ashes.

She's gone.

Floating in the night sky of the city, and finally sitting on the rooftop of a tall building, the wind blowing the hem of her wide skirt, she looked at the edge far from the center of the city, and there it was.

Jiuya is actually not called Jiuya, and she once had a nice name, but she doesn't remember it for a long time, only occasionally when she dreams, she will hear a woman's very gentle voice, like her favorite spring or autumn warm sunshine mixed with the breeze.

Every time I wake up, I feel a little melancholy, but it's only a little bit, because I don't have time to think too much, I have to follow the big army closely, and if I go a little slower, I will be beaten.

It's not rattan, it's a cable that has been picked up in an old abandoned factory outside the village, the tiny kind, which is made up of many finer iron wires that are twisted together, and it hurts to hit the body. Jiuya had been beaten a lot, and she thought that she had a lot of injuries on her body.

It can only be conjecture, because I can't see it, my eyes have long been gouged out, and it's dark.

Jiuya remembered the shape and color of blue sky and white clouds, and the last thing she saw was the ceiling covered with dust and spider webs above her head, and the electric light bulb hanging in the middle of the room that glowed dimly, and the iron spoon that was infinitely close to her, the spoon was so bright that she could clearly see a pair of clear and bright big eyes reflected in it, as well as the curly and long fan-like eyelashes.

"Ahh

It's screaming.

For many days after that, Jiuya could hear such a voice, sometimes it was someone else, sometimes it was her. But as time went on, she gradually got used to the numbness.

Life is like her world, dark and boundless, and she spends her days hungry.

It's not unusual.

Jiuya was snatched away when she followed her mother back to her hometown once, that day, her mother was carrying something in her hand, and the other hand was holding her, the mother and daughter were talking and laughing, and when they came out of the train station, suddenly a group of people rushed over, grabbed the mother and started fighting, scolding something and running away. The mother and daughter were very confused, they didn't react at all, the mother explained loudly that she recognized the wrong person, but the other party didn't give up, and the fist slapped her and kept greeting her body and face, she protected Jiuya in her arms, and finally there was no strong middle-aged woman who pulled it over, jumped into the van prepared in advance with Jiuya, and soon disappeared.

Jiuya's mother didn't catch up, so Jiuya's painful and short life began.

Obviously, this is not a new way of snatching children, but it was quite new at the time.

Jiuya was carried into the van, and the car drove quickly all the way to a hotel without a signboard, where she cried and screamed for her mother, and finally got only a slap.

His ears were buzzing, his face was sore, and the pampered child was quiet.

Because of fear.

Inside the hotel, there were seven or eight children about her age, three or four, five or six years old, boys and girls, and even two babies wrapped in swaddling clothes.

In the days that followed, strangers kept coming, looking at them with cold eyes, as if they were looking at a piece of goods, and finally the children who had been fancied were gone.

Boys, they're all gone.

The two little babies were also missing.

Remaining in the room, only Jiuya and another slightly older girl were left.

No one came again.

But the people who snatched them did not give up on extracting surplus value, and there was more than one way to make money, since they couldn't sell it, they chose the sustainable one.

A money-making machine that is immortal and immortal.

Jiuya's tragic life after can be imagined.

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