Xiao Que stared blankly at the scene in front of him. The basket filled with wheat cakes had been abandoned by him on the ground, but he had no idea. His face was full of panic and confusion.
He couldn't believe his eyes, it felt like a bolt from the blue, and it felt like someone had poured cold water on him from head to toe, making his whole body numb.
The original windows, which were tightly nailed with wooden boards, had disappeared and were replaced by dilapidated ones, as if they had been vandalized.
The dilapidated wooden door was lying quietly on the ground at this time. The large and small scars on its body were shocking. Even the door frame was covered with cracks as fine as a spider web, which clearly showed the ruthlessness of the opponent.
The originally tidy room was now in a mess, with drops of blood scattered on the walls and floor. It was a mess, and the children had long since disappeared. Only a few broken pieces of clothing remained in their original locations.
Xiao Que looked at everything in front of him, his face turned pale, and his whole body couldn't stop trembling.
His legs softened and he knelt on the ground.
The original warm and comfortable home is long gone, and even my sister and children are nowhere to be found, leaving only the current mess.
"ah!"
Xiaoque covered his ears with his hands, buried his head deep in them, and screamed in agony.
He couldn't accept all this.
Why did it become what it is now?
This is obviously where he, his sister, and their children live, so why is it like this?
Xiao Que's mind went blank. Apart from grief, there was no other emotion. Only tears fell down his cheeks.
He remembered that when he left, everything had been prepared. The doors and windows were nailed shut so that not even mice could get in. There was no possibility of any loopholes.
But what about now?
The door was brutally broken, the windows were dismantled, and even the bed was broken into two pieces and scattered everywhere.
His sister is missing, the children are missing, what happened.
Could it be...
Xiaoque raised his head suddenly, as if he thought of something, his eyes widened instantly, filled with endless fear, and even his heart started beating violently.
I still remember that on the way back, I met that strange old man who I had given charity to...
It's strange to think about it. There was obviously no one around at that time, but he was the only one sneaking around there. But when I asked the old man why, he just said he was begging here.
Xiao Que didn't pay much attention at that time and turned around to leave. But who would have thought that when he realized something was wrong and returned again, the strange old man had disappeared.
At that time, Xiao Que was still very confused, thinking that he was too sensitive, but now he came back to his senses and thought about it carefully, there was obviously something wrong with that strange old man, or to be more precise, he had planned it!
Xiao Que was a little shaken. He shook his head desperately, trying to get the scene out of his mind.
But the more he resisted, the more clearly that picture emerged in his mind.
How could that weird old man beg? He was obviously coveting the food that Xiao Que was holding at that time. He followed him all the way. When he met again, he saw that the food in his hand was missing, so he concluded that he had sent the food back home.
Then he lurked at night and robbed his home like this.
Although this guess is absurd, it is also very possible.
Xiao Que finally came to his senses. His face was as pale as paper, and his eyes were full of fear and worry. He was afraid that his guess would come true, and that the truth would be even more miserable than what he looked like now!
Although the other party is older, he still holds a murder weapon, and the two of them cooperate with each other. How can a group of children resist it?
A deep despair suddenly surged into my heart.
His body couldn't help but tremble and tremble, he hugged his knees with both hands, curled up in a ball, and murmured to himself:
"No, no, I must be overthinking. My sister and children will not be in danger."
His voice was low, weak and helpless.
But suddenly, he staggered up and rushed into the house, trying to find traces of the children's departure.
After all, there was no body at the scene, which meant that the children were still alive. This was the most basic basis for judgment.
So the top priority now should be to find the information left by the sister and the children.
With this thought in mind, Xiaoque quickly walked into the house, but there were only dilapidated scenes and empty rooms around him, and there was nothing he was looking for.
But at this moment, Xiao Que's expression suddenly changed, as if he had discovered something. His eyes were wide and round, and his lips were trembling, as if something was stuck in his throat and he could not speak.
"You're back……"
A slightly hoarse voice came from the corner, giving people an inexplicable sense of oppression and panic in this empty room.
Xiao Que's pupils suddenly dilated, he twisted his neck slightly, and looked stiffly towards the source of the sound.
In the corner where the dim and gloomy light cannot shine, an old and withered face comes into view.
He was an old man with long gray hair and skinny, wrinkled skin. He was wearing old, rough cloth, his eyes were cloudy, his face was covered with wrinkles, and his skin was shriveled and sallow, as if he was in his twilight years.
He held a bloody kitchen knife in his right hand, and his left arm was wrapped with a cloth strip, vaguely revealing blood stains, which was daunting. At this time, he was squatting in a cold corner, motionless.
And this person was one of the two people who begged Xiaoque that day.
Damn it!
Why didn't I notice anyone in the room?!
Xiao Que suddenly clenched his fists. Facing the threat of death, he instinctively wanted to escape from this place, but found that it was difficult for him to move at all.
Before I knew it, I was already sweating profusely, and I no longer had the courage to stand.
Xiaoque swallowed hard and said tremblingly:
"Why...are you here?"
The strange old man grinned with a strange and ferocious smile and replied:
"Because I'm waiting for you."
He slowly stood up, his rickety back gradually straightened, and he gradually approached Xiao Que, and continued to say,
"If you don't come back, how can I take action?"
Xiao Que's heart thumped, and a huge sense of terror spread throughout his body. He suppressed the fear in his heart and tried to calm down.
Suddenly, Xiaoque's pupils suddenly tightened, and he noticed that not far from him, there was a sharpened wooden stick, which was shining with a cold and cold light at the moment.
Now is your chance to turn defeat into victory. All you need to do is grab the wooden stick and stab it into the old monster's chest, and he will be rescued.
This thought flashed away, and Xiao Que's face showed a determined expression.
He took a deep breath and gritted his teeth to encourage himself:
"It must be fast, it must be fast, only in this way can we be surprised!"
The next second, he suddenly sprang out, rushed towards the wooden stick, reached out to grab it, and stabbed the old man opposite him in the chest.
His movements were extremely fast, and he was in front of the old man in almost the blink of an eye. Seeing that the wooden stick was about to pierce the opponent's body, the old monster still looked at Xiao Que with a blank expression, as if he didn't know that he was about to
It's like dying, not evading or defending at all.
Xiao Que's face showed a look of ecstasy.
He knew that his plan had succeeded and that he had won the bet.
But in the next second, all his excitement disappeared.
When the wooden stick was only a few inches away from the old monster, Xiao Que suddenly stopped.
It wasn't because I was soft-hearted, it was just because my missing sister rushed over from the side and blocked the old man.
Xiao Que was stunned, his whole figure was like a stone sculpture, standing there dumbfounded.
