[BL, MTL] You Shu (Quick Wear)

Chapter 43: Painted Skin (3)

Youshu was lying bored in a cell covered with straw, and several jailers gathered in the outer hall to drink and have fun, taunting him frequently in their words, such as "a phoenix with a shed hair is not as good as a chicken", "the sons of officials and officials are all men with a human face and a beast's heart." generation", "pulled out and beheaded, no one was wronged" and so on.

One of them was very extreme. He said that the body had been found and the evidence was conclusive. He would be sentenced to the cane and exile. Why don't they beat him up first, and try to bully the sons of the officials. As soon as these words came out, everyone was eager to try. It can be seen that their mentality has been distorted, and they are still discussing with each other where to hit the hardest, but they can't see the wound.

Seeing a group of people approaching her cell with wine jugs, and the inmates in several cells next to her urging, trying to get pleasure from other people's pain, Youshu's expression changed. He frowned tightly, and when he curled his mouth, two small dimples were uncontrollably exposed. It seemed that he had no deterrent effect, but was very pitiful.

The jailers became more and more excited, cursing and swearing very uncleanly.

"Heaven has eyes, it's better to do less things that are ignorant of conscience." Youshu didn't get angry, and pointed to the staggering jailer at the head and said, "Do you ever know why your legs and feet are always in unbearable pain?"

The jailer walked normally without abnormalities, but his calf pain was severe from time to time, which was only relieved after drinking alcohol. Doctors who searched all over Lin'an Mansion could not diagnose the cause, and after a long time, it became an incurable disease. Youshu and him have never met before, and their circle of contacts has no intersection, so it is impossible to hear about this from other people.

In other words, he saw it for himself. The jailer's heart was agitated, and he wanted to ask questions but couldn't let go of his face.

You Shu originally intended to intimidate everyone, and without waiting for their reaction, she continued, "You have a hobby of killing cats and dogs, beating cats and dogs to death, and then crushing their heads with one foot, so as to get pleasure. However But you forget that cats and dogs also have souls, and they also know resentment. They turn into tiny black air like ants, crawl in and out of your legs and feet, and slowly devour your essence. How can you not feel pain? Pain is the second thing, If you don't get rid of that old problem and do good deeds from now on, you will fall ill and die within three to five years."

Cold sweat dripped down on the jailer's forehead, because of Gein's hobby, let alone his colleagues, even his wife and mother didn't know about it. In other words, this kid can really see ghosts.

The temperature in the cell dropped suddenly, and gusts of wind blew across the hem of the clothes and the skin, making one's hair stand on end. No matter how sweet the boy's voice was, it couldn't erase the growing sense of fear

. The leading jailer unconsciously squatted down, shivering while hugging his excruciatingly painful legs and feet.

"Bah! Nonsense, alarmist talk!" Someone bravely said.

"Oh, just treat me as an alarmist. I wanted to tell you why I always feel like my stomach is bloated these days." You Shu picked off the straws from her hair one by one, with a very casual attitude.

The man quickly covered his stomach, sweating like a waterfall. He was really uncomfortable recently, and he didn't ask for leave in order to earn monthly money, thinking that it would be fine after a while. But listening to the young man's tone, it seems that this lesion is not simple. It would be troublesome if it involved gods, gods and ghosts, and the longer it dragged on, the more unthinkable it would be.