Those who write fairy tales are all natural black

don't want to hear from you. "

Tong Hua opened her round eyes and said, "Don't worry, I'm just acting like a baby, I won't cry anymore."

"Really?" Meng Yu rubbed Tong Hua's hair, "It seems that you have finally learned the necessary skills for children to make quilts."

39 Memories of Children's Paintings in the Present World!

I don't know how long it has passed, they can only see the daylight and darkness outside through the skylight, but at least they know that they are hungry, tired, and their strength is getting less and less.

The heavy iron door couldn't be opened no matter what method they used, and they didn't have any tools to get in touch with the outside, so all they could do was wait.

After a long time, the iron gate finally opened from the outside, and after several figures came in, the iron gate closed again.

Meng Yu raised his head, and found that it was not a human being, but a corpse dug out from some mound in tattered clothes... a corpse!

These corpses have been fragmented, and few have maintained a complete human form.

Meng Yu didn't have time to think about his body before reacting, he pounced on Tong Hua's body and knocked it away, but he himself became the target of their attack.

Corpses have no intuition, so they don't care whether they are injured or not, they only know how to destroy blindly.Meng Yu's resistance had no effect at all, the group of corpses were still attacking him!

Will being bitten by a zombie turn me into a zombie?

Meng Yu didn't know if the story he had heard before was true, anyway, he now felt that his arm, which had been bitten off a large piece of flesh, was so painful that he could no longer feel it.He heard that a person would die if he lost one-third of his blood. He looked at the blood-stained pants and didn't know how far he was. Anyway, he felt that he was about to be unable to move.

"Uncle Meng Yu!"

Tong Hua cried and screamed, but there was nothing he could do. The child was surrounded by the same number of corpses. He had no ability to protect himself, and of course he had no power to fight back.

Meng Yu wanted to save that child, just like he wanted to save his own child, but this time, he still couldn't do anything.

Meng Yu didn't want to die, but if he turned into a walking corpse, he might as well be dead!

"Xiao Ran, hurry up and save someone!"

The iron gate was destroyed by external force, and a tall figure rushed in, like a divine soldier, completely destroying the fragmented corpses.

Anyway, it would be his job to sew the bodies together in the end.

Meng Yu didn't know what happened. At this moment, his vision was blurred, and he didn't know whether it was blood or tears that covered his eyes.

It seems that even his sense of hearing is gradually lost. I'm afraid... he is going to die.

Is your child still there?

Is your child all right?

……

Oh, right

My child is already dead!

Now, I am going to accompany him.

Meng Yu opened his eyes again.

However, he didn't know where he was and who the people around him were... By the way, this small, cute child must be his son.

Oh great, he's still alive.

Meng Yu stood up, wanting to hug his child tightly, but couldn't help opening his mouth and biting towards his neck!

"There's still time, Xiao Ran, hurry up!"

A kitchen knife flew over and cut Meng Yu's neck, but he just fell backwards due to the impact. There was no large amount of blood gushing from his wound, and Meng Yu didn't feel any pain. Now there is only one thought...he just wants to hug his baby!

"Uncle Meng Yu?"

Tong Hua hadn't recovered from the fright just now, and saw that Meng Yu, who was already dead, was hit by a kitchen knife again. He was just about to go to check, when a tall figure suddenly blocked in front of him.

"Don't come here, he's already dead, he doesn't know you!" The tall man turned his back to the phone, fell down not far away, and there was another boy who was about the same age as Tong Hua but thinner.

"You better run!" The little boy pulled Tong Hua up, and took out a big wooden box and a thumb-thick test tube from his schoolbag, "Little Ran, stop him!"

The tall man hadn't slowed down Meng Yu yet... No, he took advantage of the corpse and tied the hands and feet of the corpse with a thin dark red cotton thread. The strange thing was that the struggling corpse just touched the red rope. Just fade away.The little boy walked over, put the big wooden box next to it, and put the red liquid in the test tube into its mouth, and the corpse was completely silent.

The boy knelt on the ground with the corpse's head resting on his lap. The tall man opened the wooden box, and the surrounding area was immediately filled with aromas. The wooden box was actually filled with colorful things similar to foundation.The boy held Meng Yu's face in one hand, and then smeared it with his powdered hands. The movements were meticulous, as if he was applying makeup to it.

"Send Jundu to his death tonight, the prosperity is like a brocade, and the world is suffering. Concentrate your face and forget the worldly affairs. The moon's waning and full moon are irrelevant. No one complains about the blue sky and the yellow spring, and there are many dreams in the world of mortals. The flowers on the other side bloom for three thousand miles, and the past is turned into dust and ashes. Ming Zun is involuntary in life and death, there is no right or wrong in black and white right and wrong. Good and evil determine cause and effect in the end.

The boy's voice is ethereal but nice, but absolutely no one would want to be the one who is made up by him and listens to his singing, because he only makes up for the dead.

Tong Hua was really frightened, he didn't dare to get close to those two people, and he also knew that Meng Yu was indeed dead.

With the movements of the boy's fingers, the corpse became much prettier.Many morticians would paint the corpse with heavy makeup, but the boy's technique preserved the most natural and graceful appearance of the deceased, and for some reason, it seemed much fresher and more beautiful than when he was alive.

Tong Hua stood there blankly, he knew that Meng Yu would not wake up.

Not long after, Dean Qian also rushed over: "It seems that you are late." He sighed helplessly when he saw the messy and frightened Tong Hua in the room.

"Dean...Uncle Meng Yu..." Tong Hua trembled, "Dead?"

"Yeah." Dean Qian hugged Tong Hua, "But it's all right now."

Dean Qian is only a researcher of mythology, not a doctor. It is impossible to confirm a person's death without him just by looking at it. However, he knows that wherever there is Ji's family, there are corpses lying there.

"The Ji family was forced out." Dean Qian sighed, "It's really not easy for you to hide until now."

"The Ji family still hasn't been forced out, it's just leisurely wanting to take care of this mess." After putting on his makeup, the man held the little boy in his arms, and fondled his hair, "The Ji family is now with The Bureau of Another World has drawn a clear line, but the Ji family cannot be without someone to rely on, so we use the red reverse cross as our backing."

Dean Qian raised his eyebrows: "Is this an invitation?"

"You can think so." The man chuckled, "you know, you are not as good as us now."

"This invitation is very attractive." Dean Qian also smiled, "Now is not the time for the World Bureau and the Red Reverse Cross to compete for territory. Chaohuasi is both an enemy and a friend. Shetu Tomb has declared war, and we really need to rely on it." Spectrum comrades."

"So, are you willing to give up Qinyue Mountain?"

"It's the same Donghua thirteen family. The Ji family and the Ling family have been fighting for Qinyue Mountain since thousands of years ago, but we didn't expect our Qian family to take advantage of it. Now that the Ling family can't be found, then I Handing over Qinyue Mountain to you can be regarded as repaying the debt of the year." Dean Qian said with a smile, "Let's talk about our terms of exchange."

"It's very simple." The man said, "You can still live on Qinyue Mountain, but it's just a place for us to do research, and we will do our best to protect the children in your orphanage. Isn't this condition too much?"

Dean Qian kept smiling: "It's not too much, it's too humane, but now that there's such a big commotion, let's find a way to calm down this matter first... oh yes, it's up to You can do it."

The man snorted coldly: "Old fox."

Dean Qian was still smiling: "After tossing and tossing for so long, everyone is also tired. I'll take the children back first, so please come here."

Dean Qian felt that his chest was wet, and Tong Hua was lying there, his shoulders trembling slightly.

Ten years later.

In the twilight, the old woman cleaning the cemetery watched a smiling child approaching.

Tong Hua has long remembered the location of Meng Yu's tombstone. In the past few years, he has visited Meng Yu's tomb every season, and it seems that he has formed a habit.But recently, due to the increasing frequency of supernatural events, he has less and less leisure time. The busyness of the red reverse cross just proves that the world is becoming more and more unsafe.

The red reverse cross, before it developed into the largest non-governmental organization for the investigation and research of supernatural events, did not expect that this blood-stained mark of the reverse cross would be engraved on the hearts of more and more people, waiting for the blood and tears to dry up , the scar condenses into its brilliance and glory!

And Meng Yu's teaching made Tonghua come true, and Tonghua's children became real children.Soon there will be a threatening letter that drives Jiang Wuyou crazy, and then there will be a black-bellied veterinarian that drives Qian Yuanbao crazy, and Zheng Qihan that drives Qian Duoduo crazy... In short, can there be today? , probably all due to Meng Yu.

"Uncle Meng, thank you!"

Tong Hua put the flower in his hand near the black and white photo with a bright smiling face, and silently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes.It wasn't until meeting this man who was like his father that Tong Hua realized that he could also get true love.

The love this person gave him was the love of his family.

Although Tong Hua understands that love does not belong to him, he killed an innocent boy, and then took away the love that should belong to him.