𝐷𝑒́𝑝𝑎𝑦𝑠𝑒𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡「LCF x MDZS」

Chapter 119 - 『Shishu』

It can't be, it doesn't make any sense.

"Jin Lingㅡ"

"Get away from me!" The child couldn't help but yell, his sense of wariness heightened.

Jin Ling slapped away the hand that was about to touch him, then he backed away as much as he could without minding the stinging pain in his lower body.

He's scared, he couldn't digest everything that was happening around him.

"Wow, he's as feisty as you in your younger days, Cheng Cheng."

Jin Ling couldn't help but look at the man who spoke those words, his eyes wandering in confusion.

In front of him was an older version of his Uncle Mo, but his actions and words didn't match with the one he knew.

If he were to cite an example, he would say that he's similar to Wei Ying-shishu.

On his Uncle Mo lookalike's left, he sees a pale face of someone he also knew.

"Don't scare him like that, Master Wei. He must be confused."

It was Wen Ning.

The smell of a rotting corpse was evident from him, much similar to the Xue Yang he knew.

"Hey brat! Don't you recognize me? I'm your jiujiu for heaven's sake!"

His supposed dead jiujiu in front of him moved suddenly that it made Jin Ling scream in horror out of reflex.

"Stay away! Stay away from me! He's dead! He's dead so leave me alone!"

'Shishu....shishu! Help me!'

"What the hell are you talking about? Come here right this instant or I will break your legs!"

Those words added more fear in Jin Ling's existence, so much that his breathing was starting to get quick and his eyesight is being distorted.

"Ah! Cheng Cheng! He's having a panic attack so stop scaring him!"

The incredulous look from the man was enough to make him stop, but the shortening breath of his supposed nephew is already worrying him nonstop.

"Hey there, little nephew of ours. You might be confused, but I'm your shishu. And this angry man is your jiujiu."

Jin Ling couldn't help but look at them as if they were insane, "He's also dead! And so is my mother so stop lying! Stay away! Shishu! Xun-shishu!"

What he need the most right now is the person he loves the most. Be it his father, his grandparents, or his Shishu.

Not them.

"I've had enough of your nonsense you brat! Come here right this instant!"

Jin Ling screamed in resistance, the hand that was pulling his feeble arm hurts so much that he couldn't breath because of his cries.

"Let me go! Let go! Uncle Mo! Xun-shishu! A-die!"

His words were effective then as the three older men looked at him in surprise.

"A-die! H-help me!"

Jiang Cheng looked at him with horror in his eyes. He knows his nephew the best, and the person he's calling for help is not him, but his dead brother-in-law.

"Yang-ge! Anyone!"

Just then, an eerie silence enveloped the whole forest. Wen Ning turned to the side to see sharp eyes looking at them as if they were a trapped prey.

"Master Wei, look outㅡ!"

In an instant, the hold Jiang Cheng have on his nephew's arm disappeared, leaving a remnant of stinging pain as if it was swatted away.