The only room that was still relatively intact was soon punctured along with its roof.
The people surrounding Yin Nian outside were startled.
I saw a long insect tail jumping out from the roof, swaying left and right in the sky.
The tail itself seemed to be very panicked, and after rushing out, it tried its best to retract.
But the tail seems to be out of control.
There were still broken tiles falling into the big hole in the roof.
"What is that?" Although the people at this end were confused, they were not too shocked, because Wanyu was famous for raising Zerg tribe, not only raising them, but also letting their children who were no taller than their waists be killed.
But soon, a huge pliers protruded from the hole, and the pliers went to grab the tail, trying to press down the dancing tail, but it was not serious, and soon the worm tail became dripping with blood.
And how could the house, which was not very strong, withstand such a torment?
Soon the house completely collapsed. The choking dust was flying, but there was a lot of movement inside. Along with the collapsed house, it was exposed to everyone's sight.
I saw a group of children dragging another child into the corner of the collapsed house and stuffing it into the cracks.
They looked very excited, "Brother, climb in quickly!"
Especially when the house collapses and is completely exposed.
It was more like they were being possessed, their pupils were dilated, and they couldn't care about anything else except stuffing the child in the middle into the cracks in the ruins.
Half of the child's body turned into a long insect tail.
The other girl's right arm turned into a giant insect pincer, holding the child's tail and pushing it into an invisible place.
"Hide! Hide!"
They looked excited and looked really abnormal.
This was the first time that Yin Nian saw someone other than herself who could transform into a Zerg.
The child's tail had dragged out a large amount of blood.
They didn't even know that they had knocked down the house. Maybe they knew, so they were so irritated that they even wanted to 'hide' themselves regardless.
No one can accept someone who can turn into insects.
No Zerg would accept a person who has not yet fully transformed into a Zerg.
His tail hurt, but he was also very scared. He hunched over and allowed his brothers and sisters to force his body into corners that he couldn't squeeze into.
They yearn for the light, but when they are exposed to the light, they feel uncomfortable and panicked, and cannot help but shrink back into the darkness.
It's just that the hands outside that kept pushing him gradually became less and less.
next moment.
His entire body was pulled out of the messy ruins.
The tail curled up subconsciously.
He pulled his head out a little from his chest.
I saw that I was far away from the ground.
Yin Nian held his creaky nest with both hands and lifted him face to face.
Why is Yin Nian so tall? He subconsciously felt something was wrong.
When I lowered my head, I saw Yin Nian's half body standing upright with a worm tail.
Yin Nian saw him looking over and waved the tiny legs on the insect's tail.
She shook him again and frowned: "Have you eaten yet? Look at your tail. It's so small and thin. It's not as big as mine."
The uncomfortable and rapid heartbeat in the child's chest slowly calmed down.
Yin Nian's Wormtail was not idle either, trapping the group of children below who were clearly out of control.
She changed to holding the children in her right hand, and put her other hand on her waist, looked down, and poked the children with her legs, "What about you? Are your insect-shaped ones pretty? Take them out and tell me secretly."
"I don't want to brag with you. Look at my shell. Is it black and shiny? And my tail, isn't it straight?"
"Even if your scale insect type is a little bad, it's nothing. Just keep it up and it will be fine. What are you hiding from?"
"No one else wants it, right?"
Their scattered eyes were surrounded by huge wormtails.
The worm tail was as tall as a wall, not only blocking the outside eyes, but also wrapping them tightly together.
The stabbing pain in their brains suddenly subsided, the tinnitus gradually disappeared, and Yin Nian's voice gradually became clearer.
Outside, Lord Snow Eagle looked at these children and couldn't help but look solemn.
Although he usually does some things that are out of tune, he still has some knowledge after living here for so long.
"Have these children been tortured in any way before?"
Lord Snow Eagle pointed out their abnormality at a glance.
"We have rescued children from the Zerg before. Those children have been tortured for a long time. They are dead and crazy. There are also some children who look very normal at ordinary times and answer questions. But once a certain point is touched,
, they will suddenly go crazy."
"Are these children from your Ten Thousand Realms people?" Lord Snow Eagle couldn't help but look at Yuan Xinsui, who was nearest.
And the top of the huge mother tree.
The mother tree appeared incarnate and looked calmly at the group of children who calmed down after a few words of Yin Nian.
They finally returned to normal.
When he turned around, he saw the ruins lying on the ground, and his face suddenly turned paler.
"Yes, I'm sorry." His lips were trembling, and he didn't dare to put his hands on Yin Nian's worm's tail that circled them, "I, I, we will fix it for you."
Even Yin Nian's eyes and nose were sore from the first words of this group of children after they woke up.
So many people wake up tremblingly, and what they care about most is that they have broken other people's things.
I don’t know whose child it is.
What kind of education do adults need to keep children polite and gentle even when they are bruised and bruised?
I don’t know if this is a good education or an education that is too ‘weak’.
But it really broke the hearts of all the adults present.
Yin Nian gritted his teeth hard and laughed: "Okay, come with me to move the bricks tomorrow, and you can repair it yourself."
When she said this, they nodded vigorously.
"Where did it come from? What's it called?" she asked.
But those children who were always ready to answer questions became as silent as gourds.
"Where are your parents from? Where are you from?"
They looked more nervous and shook their heads more firmly. They wouldn't tell anyone. They couldn't tell anyone!
Yin Nian thought about it, but suddenly leaned over, lowered his head and smiled, took out a piece of paper from his arms and shook it, there was a typo written on it.
"Which one of you wrote this?"
Their attention was diverted.
After a while, he said weakly: "We wrote it together."
"We are literate." There was a look of pride on their faces, "We have attended enlightenment school."
"When the young masters and ladies were in class, we heard it and went up together."
Young Master and Miss?
Yin Nian had some doubts on his face. In Enlightenment School, what kind of young master and young lady are there?
What kind of enlightenment is this?
"Your handwriting is not pretty. Were you lazy when you were in school?" Yin Nian asked with a smile.
"There is no pen. We wrote on the ground with our fingers. Isn't it ugly?" They would not directly answer some questions that their sister explicitly prohibited, but such questions... my sister didn't say that they couldn't answer them.
Yin Nian then asked in a roundabout way: "The teacher in class didn't buy you a pen? You didn't get one yourself?"
The child with the worm tail rolled up rushed to say: "I can't get out."
"We are being held captive."
"Sometimes our fingers are broken and we can't write. If we can't write, we forget the word, but we still try hard to remember it."
And Yin Nian's expression changed when he heard this.