Infinite Throne

"So that's it." Mother Lin smiled, her tone slightly disappointed.

"Go back to your room quickly. Mom will make you a midnight snack."

"No need to do it, I'm not hungry anymore." Lin Yebai declined.

"Children will not grow taller if they don't eat enough,"

"Then I'll take care of your father. He drinks so much every day." Her tone was disgusting and numb. When she said the word "take care of", she seemed to have a deep meaning, with a strange laugh.

"Okay, thank you for your hard work." Lin Yebai returned to the room cautiously.

"It seems that we need to call a lock repairman to repair the door tomorrow." Mother Lin closed the damaged door again.

Lin Yebai stood behind the door and finally brought the boning knife into the room. Just as he was about to take it out, the barrage began to refresh crazily:

[Messenger of Justice]: Zaizai, don’t move, she is lying on the door, looking in

[Mistakes were made in the melon field]: Her eyes are close to the cracked gap in the door, staring at you

[Short Pie]: Why do I feel like there is no normal person?

[Ordinary Me]: Isn’t this better?

Lin Yebai didn't move his arms, and silently walked there according to the desk position he had memorized before, and used his free hand to flip through the book. The barrage did not say that Lin Yebai would not take out the knife before she left.

"Remember not to peek, that is a matter between adults." Mother Lin's voice came from outside the door. The door had been knocked and scratched by her, and it was already in terrible shape. Her mouth was pressed against the cracked part of the door, and the whole room was filled with her voice, echoing constantly.

"Okay." Lin Yebai was not at all curious about what happened between adults.

"What a good boy." Mother Lin praised her, but her voice was cold and her accent was stiff, and her original words of praise became strange.

[Cucumber]: Good guy, he’s finally gone

[Yuzhi** Milk Tea]: Zaizai can take out the knife and treat his friends.

Lin Yebai then took out the boning knife hidden in his sleeve. The room was filled with the smell of blood and the rotting smell of corpses, all of which were suffocating in the small room.

"You are really back, you didn't lie to me." The little boy on the seesaw was very happy.

"Well, can you turn the seesaw over?" Lin Yebai wanted to open the bottom and see what good things were inside.

"Okay." The little boy now trusted Lin Yebai more and turned the seesaw very obediently.

Originally, the crocodile was one-piece, hollow inside, with no openings on the seesaw. After turning over, the crocodile rolled on its side. Lin Yebai slowly touched along the crocodile's belly and touched the tape.

It's the kind of tape used to package express delivery. It's very wide. It loses its stickiness when it gets wet and can be easily torn off. Of course, the thing that wetted the tape was not something else, but the blood seeping out from under the seesaw.

Someone opened the belly of the seesaw, put something inside, and taped it back together.

There is too much tape used, and it is not easy to peel off the layers one by one, and it is easy to make noise. Lin Yebai used the tip of the boning knife to cut all the way along the crack, and successfully opened the crocodile's belly.

"Huh..." The little boy suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Do you feel more relaxed?" Lin Yebai asked.

"I can finally breathe." The little boy laughed, with a grateful tone, and urged: "Please help me again, it always feels crowded."

[Pumpkin Carriage]: The seesaw is filled with corpses. Do you want Zaizai to take it out?

[Wang Ergou]: It would be better if you could see it. If you can’t see it, you can only reach out and touch it. It’s too embarrassing.

[Yuzhi** Milk Tea]: Don’t be afraid, Zai Zai, we will protect you! If there is any danger, we will remind you as soon as possible

[Lin Yebai]: Thank you very much.

Lin Yebai suspected that there was more than one corpse hidden in the seesaw, and there were others besides the little boy.

When he was in kindergarten, he played with the little boy on the seesaw. The weight was just right. At this time, there should be only the little boy's body in the seesaw.

After returning home, the seesaw was placed in the living room, and Lin's mother squatted there for a while. Later, Lin Yebai looked outside and the audience in the live broadcast room said that Lin's mother was also sitting on the seesaw.

During that time, Mother Lin should have stuffed other corpses into the seesaw to increase its weight, and sealed the cut seesaw with tape. That's why the little boy felt crowded and breathless.

This seesaw is less than three meters long. It is shaped like a crocodile and is flat as a whole. It is more than enough to stuff a child's body into it. If you stuff it further inside, it will be too difficult for it.

"I'll take out the things inside first. You can help me see what she's doing behind the door." Lin Yebai lowered his voice and said to the little boy.

"Okay." The little boy's voice was very small.

"We have to talk quietly and not be discovered by others. Otherwise she won't let me play with you." Lin Yebai suddenly thought of a small detail. Mother Lin did not allow him to play with the bad boy. Xiaohong, Xiaoming, and Huahua are all bad children in the eyes of Mother Lin. Does "bad boy" mean that they are all physically damaged?

Xiao Hong has a problem. She keeps talking intermittently and is weak, as if something is strangling her neck. Xiao Ming answered the kindergarten teacher's question correctly and may have been eaten by the ghost in the car. As for Huahua, she keeps slapping little rubber balls on people’s heads. Whose head is she slapping?

"Okay." The little boy said in a very small voice, then stood at the door and looked out.

He was instinctively afraid of Mother Lin. When Mother Lin appeared, he didn't dare to show her face. At this time, just peeking, I am not so scared.

He was also curious about what was going on between adults. Is it some kind of game? Can't play with children?

In the living room, the yellow light was dimmed.

Mother Lin took out the white plastic bags from the supermarket, the 5 cents a piece, which are relatively strong and large enough. He skillfully unfolded the plastic bag, wrapped it in the drunk man's head on the ground, then tightened it and tied it.

Time passed by minute by second, and the hands of the wall clock on the wall ticked back. It was already one o'clock in the morning.

The drunk man soon began to lack oxygen, struggled hard, and seemed to feel very uncomfortable. But the plastic bag tightly covered his mouth and nose, and he didn't know how to pull it away.

He clawed upwards with both hands, like a drowning man looking for a life-saving straw or a piece of driftwood. Through the plastic bag and the dim light, he seemed to see a familiar person.

She had a gentle and concerned smile on her face, without any hint of impatience. He wanted to shout loudly, to ask for help, to curse viciously, but everything was muffled by plastic bags.

The little boy stood in the crack of the door, watching this scene quietly. The games played by adults are really strange. Can we really gain happiness in this way? I always feel like I’ve seen it before.

The plastic bag was kept on his head. Because it was white, you could clearly see his changing expressions.

His eyes were congested and blood flowed from his nose and ears. The veins on his face protruded outwards, and his eyes stared hard.

I drank too much wine, and vomit was stuck in my throat, making a strange gurgling sound.

Not long after, his hands that were grabbing upwards dropped weakly, and his whole body collapsed on the floor, like a ball of meat ready to be slaughtered.

"Why do you come back so late every day?"

"It really makes things difficult for people."

"Before dinner time, chop the meat

, chop the bones, it’s really weird. "

"Fortunately, I can still put it in the refrigerator. It won't be too late to process it tomorrow."

Mother Lin spoke slowly, making sure that the person would not wake up again, then took off the plastic bag, pressed it flat, and folded it again.

She turned around and glanced at Lin Yebai's bedroom. At that moment, the little boy had tactfully squatted down.

She only glanced at it briefly and quickly stopped paying attention. After all, such a big puddle of meat in the living room is what she has to deal with.

She dragged the drunk man into the bathroom. There was no toilet installed in the house. The old-fashioned squat toilet was more convenient. As long as he pushed it there and cut the carotid artery, the blood would flow into the sewer.

Wait a few minutes, press the flush button on the water tank, and the toilet will still be clean. It is very important to separate dry and wet areas in the bathroom, but it is a pity that they did not do this. Of course, this is not bad now. After dividing the body into several parts, put it in a bucket, then use the shower head to rinse the floor, and the bathroom will be clean.

She methodically began to dispose of the drunk man's body, as if she had repeated it a thousand times, everything was done smoothly and with shocking skill.

The little boy finally finished reading it and felt that he could handle the task, so he walked back to Lin Yebai's place.

Lin Yebai squatted and was taking out the body parts stuffed in the crocodile seesaw. They were so tightly packed together that it was difficult to pull them out.

The first thing pulled out was a calf, cut off from the knee. Judging from the size of the foot, it should belong to an adult man.

Lin Yebai continued to fumble and took out another calf. Not long after, I touched something soft, a little slippery, like an old crumpled handkerchief. Lin Yebai pulled it out and slowly flattened it. It turned out to be a piece of face, completely peeled off from the face and soft to the touch.

The smell of blood in the room became strong instantly.

"I saw it." The little boy began to talk about what he saw:

"Mom put a plastic bag over Dad's head, but Dad stopped moving."

"Then mom dragged dad into the bathroom and slashed his neck with a knife."

"Dad's blood flowed into the toilet, and once it was flushed, it was gone."

"Dad opened his eyes and he smiled."

"I don't understand why he laughs. Is it because the game is fun?" The little boy was a little confused.

"Perhaps this is the Smiling Nine Springs." Lin Yebai explained in a low voice. Then he paused and continued to touch down. The next thing to be taken out should be a hand.

[Literary Instructor]: I am willing to give my ID to Zaizai

[Soft Cat Ears]: Talented Lin Yebai

[Mistakes were made in the melon field]: At least it’s still very appropriate.

[Homework for primary school students running away]: Friendly reminder to children watching the live broadcast room not to blindly learn idioms

Lin Yebai had already touched his fingers, wrists, and elbows, and they were a little tight. From time to time, he used a boning knife to insert into the gaps between the limbs and pry it to loosen it a little so that it could be taken out.

"What does "Mianxiaojiuquan" mean?" The little boy is just a kid in kindergarten and doesn't know much about idioms.

"You will look happy even after you die." Lin Yebai explained simply.

"So that's it, you are so smart." The little boy showed admiration in his eyes. Although he could touch Lin Yebai, he couldn't touch the physical object, so he couldn't help Lin Yebai dig up the body.

"Do you feel better now?" Lin Yebai asked.

"It's much better. It's not as crowded as before." The little boy looked grateful.

Lin Yebai took the hand and shook it from side to side, trying to pull out the entire arm stuck inside. If you loosen it a little more, the hand can come out.

But the next second, Lin Yebai's hand was held back.

It's the hand in the seesaw.

Cold and sticky.

It held Lin Yebai's wrist and gradually tightened it.

On the seesaw, Lin Yebai took out only incomplete body parts, which had been dismembered. This was just a single arm, broken at the shoulder, Lin Yebai was sure of it.

But now this hand moved. ,Please remember:,