Chapter 1: Making flowers and animals

I am a charlatan who specializes in treating external diseases. I am known as Mr. Yinmai.

There are many kinds of diseases in life, at least half of which are caused by external diseases.

Lost souls, collisions, possessions, blood vessels, flesh-born seeds, human facial spots, yin stillborn fetuses, poison in the brain... all kinds of strange things, weird and extremely evil.

But let me tell you, all external diseases are not evil, but the most evil thing is the human heart!

It is only when the human heart is evil that so many external diseases appear out of nowhere.

And it was precisely because of someone's evil heart and greed that I was forced to take the path of Mr. Yinmai. Since then, I have been wandering all over the world, like a duckweed without roots and no home to rely on.

I had a family before I was eight years old.

I remember that there was a sugar plum tree in front of my house. In autumn, the tree was full of red. If I picked one at random, it would be soft and sweet, and it would go straight to the bottom of my heart.

This is the only impression I have of my home.

That summer I was abducted from home by Huazi.

A trafficker is a kidnapper. His hands are smeared with poison. When he sees a child alone on the street, he goes over and slaps the child on the head. The child immediately loses consciousness and follows the trafficker obediently, doing whatever he is told.

I only remember that I was playing in front of my house. An old man with eyes like flowered glass balls came over and smiled at me. Then I lost all my memory. When I woke up, I was locked in a big iron cage with no light. The upper part of his body was covered with a disgusting fishy smell that filled his nose.

There were iron cages of the same size on both sides, and each cage contained a naked child. Counting me, there were six in total.

The oldest is only four or five years old, and the youngest is only two or three years old.

They all sat blankly in the cage, neither crying nor making any fuss, as if they were idiots who had lost their minds.

A shirtless, bald man wearing a leather apron stood in front of the cage, holding a sharp knife in one hand and holding a yellow dog in the other.

The leather apron was stained with blood.

The yellow dog kept trembling with his tail between his legs.

I was frightened and wanted to scream, but no sound came out when I opened my mouth. The only thing I could do was to move back as far as possible and huddle in the corner of the cage.

The bald man glanced at me and said, "Don't worry, you won't be here until tomorrow. You are too big for a dog, so we can only use sheep, and we have to buy them now. Zhang Jing, who is too dazzled, will cause me trouble."

After he finished speaking, he ignored me and continued to look at the other children in the cage.

Finally, he chose a boy about four years old, who was about the same size as a yellow dog.

He took the boy out of the cage like a toy and put him in another cage in the center of the room.

The cage was surrounded by dense spikes and stained with dark brown stains.

The bald man put the boy into the cage and pressed a button. The spikes on all sides of the cage closed in the center, pricking the boy all over until he bled.

The boy who had been stunned screamed and cried loudly.

The bald man turned around and clamped the yellow dog between his legs, grabbed the yellow dog's ear with one hand, and stabbed the sharp knife into the yellow dog's chin.

The yellow dog let out a shrill whine, but could not move at all.

After the knife in the bald man's hand penetrated, it quickly traveled along the bottom of the skin.

It didn't take much time for him to peel off a whole piece of yellow dog skin.

The skinless yellow dog was still alive, howling and screaming.

The bald man seemed to enjoy the screams, and did not give the yellow dog any pleasure. He laughed loudly, took the boy who was bleeding from the cage, and carefully attached the yellow dog's skin to his body.

In a short time, the boy turned into a monster with the head of a human and the body of a dog, with four claws scratching at his body desperately.

The bald man tied the boy with a chain in the corner like a real dog, and placed a bowl filled with rice and meat in front of him.

"Eat well, and you are not allowed to die this time, otherwise I will throw you to feed the dogs."

The bald man patted the boy's face, turned to glance at me again, and left the room.

My whole body was about to collapse. I couldn't understand what was happening at all. I could only huddle in the corner of the cage, hugging myself into a ball and crying.

I didn't know how long I had been crying in a daze when I heard the door knock again.

The bald man brought in a goat.

He looked at me, then at the goat, nodded with satisfaction, and tied the goat next to the cage.

The boy in the corner stopped crying at some point and lay motionless on the ground.

The bald man went over to check and muttered: "It's so unlucky that another one died. The kid is too squeamish now."

He muttered this and dragged the boy's body out of the room.

I finally calmed down. Although I was scared, I knew I couldn't go on like this.

Tomorrow he will turn me into a sheep!

Must escape.

I got up, grabbed the cage door and shook it hard.

The iron railings made a clanging sound.

But the cage door was locked and I couldn't open it at all.

When I was filled with despair, the goat came close to me and suddenly made a low and pleasant voice, "Do you want to live?"

Sheep can talk!

I was so frightened that I crawled back into the corner of the cage and looked at the goat with fear.

The goat turned closer again and continued: "If you don't want to die, just nod."

Although I was scared, I really didn’t want to die, so I nodded vigorously subconsciously.

Compared with the talking sheep, the bald man is more terrifying.

The goat opened its mouth and spat out a short knife next to me, "When he grabs you, use this knife to stab his belly button! Remember, only the belly button will do. No other place can hurt him." !Don’t be afraid, I will help you!”

The dagger was straight, bright, and shone with a faint blue light.

I trembled and picked up the short knife, carefully hiding it under my body.

The goat said nothing more.

I huddled up in the cage, hungry, cold and scared, and couldn't help but cry silently again.

The goat came over and looked at me, and then said in that low and pleasant voice: "A man bleeds but doesn't shed tears. How do you look like crying? Tears waste your energy. If you want to live, don't cry. Wipe your tears clean and save money." Use your strength and kill that beast tomorrow!"

I guess the goat was right, now I'm on my own.

So I wiped away my tears, stopped crying, and forced myself to close my eyes and rest.

Not long after, the bald man came in again, holding the sharp skinning knife in his hand and smelling strongly of alcohol.

His steps were a bit staggering, and he wandered to the edge of the iron cage. He stared at me with blood-red eyes and said unhappily: "Um, uh, uh, uh, bah, I just can't bear to see me relax for a while." , what the hell! You really think of yourself as a character, you can do it yourself if you have the ability!"

He muttered vaguely, opened the cage door, reached out and pulled me out.

My eyes widened, I gripped the handle of the knife tightly, aimed at his stomach, and stabbed him with the knife.

There was no resistance, and the knife reached the handle.

The bald man let out a scream like thunder, raised his hand and threw me out.

I hit the wall and fell to the ground. I felt like my whole body was falling apart. I was in so much pain that I couldn't move at all.

"You son of a bitch!" The bald man did not draw the knife, but staggered towards me, "Where did you get this knife? If you don't tell me, I will peel off your skin..."

He shook the sharp knife in his hand, obviously not as a threat, but as a genuine intention to do so.

I opened my mouth wide and tried to make a hoarse sound.

The bald man became even more angry and bent down to catch me.

At this moment, the goat suddenly turned over, and a slender figure emerged from the goat's belly, rushed behind the bald man like lightning, raised his hand and put a rope loop around the bald man's neck, and then He threw the rope in his hand over the beam, caught it again and pulled hard, and the bald man was hoisted into the air.

The bald man's eyes widened, he dug his neck with his hands, and kicked around with his feet.

The slender figure tied the rope to the iron cage full of spikes in the middle of the room, looked at the bald man with his arms akimbo, and said loudly: "Jie Qiang, I want you to understand that you once killed a boy named Huo. The Huo family found out the root cause of the human-headed snake and wants you to pay for the life of their boy!"

After a while, the bald man stopped moving, and a foul-smelling liquid flowed out of his pants.

"It's a heinous crime to harvest and harvest raw materials. It's really an advantage for you to die like this!"

She observed the corpse for a while longer, then pulled out the short knife from his stomach and put it away. She walked over to me and leaned over to look at me.

Her eyes are so big and beautiful!

"You go back to the cage and stay there. I'll call the police later and the police will come to rescue you. Stay well when you get home and don't run around alone."

A low and pleasant sound reached my ears.

I think she must be the fairy in the story.

The young girl picked me up and hugged me sideways, but the next moment, she said "Hey" and put me down again.