Chapter 11 Section VI

Village Rain no longer knows how to be hungry. His terror of death and madness also looms greater. After Inoue and Hezhi left, no one came to see him again.Two or three days later, the insect of silence was already whistling in his ears. This sound made him start to feel fear, and the sound became louder and louder. This is a precursor to madness. As long as the bug's voice gets louder, his brain will shatter. He also couldn't feel whether it was cold or hot, the frenzied terror was consuming the energy in his body, and the cold sweat kept seeping out from his body. He began to shake.

The beard was very deep and covered his entire face, and his cheeks could only be seen when he pulled it apart.When I touched it with my hands, his body was as thin as a piece of paper. His body was as thin as a stick, and there were bones under the skin.It seems that he is dead. If possible, it can last up to two more days. Sweating incessantly, he felt like shouting or clawing at the concrete floor with his fingers.Now his rationality is still restraining his impulse, once he loses his rationality, he will go crazy. He would scratch and dig the concrete floor with his fingers, and after digging out the nails on his hands, he would bump his head against the wall until his head was smashed and he died.

In addition to being frightened, the little energy left in the body will be converted into sweat and flow out. The sound of insects ringing in his ears has vibrated his whole head. This situation can only last about one day and night. Village rain has fallen on the concrete floor. He didn't even have the strength to lean against the wall, and his hands and feet were shaking. He fell to the ground, bent like a shrimp, shaking non-stop. He didn't know the passage of time, and he didn't even know whether the clock was turning clockwise or counterclockwise.From morning to night, from night to morning, lying on the ground trembling all the time.

The door opened, and he didn't know it either. He was kicked before he noticed someone was standing beside him. The person who came was Kazuyu Inoue, he looked at Murasame, and saw that he was delirious and his teeth were chattering.He shook his head and muttered: "Unfortunately, your time of death has arrived." Murasame could no longer see Inoue's fair face very clearly. Inoue took out his cigarette and lit it, and squatted down beside the dying Murasame.He waited for Cun Yu with a cold expression, just like a doctor on duty. Murasame's face, hands, and feet were all trembling, and he was as thin as a skeleton.

Inoue waited for a long time, suddenly stretched out his hand, and pressed the burning cigarette butt on the back of Murasame's hand. He thought there would be no reaction. At first, Murasame did not feel the heat, but only smelled the smell of burnt meat.But soon, the pain was like a steel needle piercing his heart.Only at this moment he didn't shake. Murasame stretched out his hand, and in front of his eyes were Inoue's feet.Suddenly he hugged Inoue's foot and pulled him up. Inoue was startled and wanted to back away, but the bones-like fingers were deeply embedded in his feet.

Murasame concentrated all his strength on his hands and pulled Inoue over. When Inoue fell to the ground, he kicked, and his leather boot hit Murasame in the face.Murasame's face was full of nosebleeds, but he didn't let go. Murasame sat up. Inoue wailed, grabbing Murasame's face with both hands.Murrayu didn't care about it, and wrapped his hands around his neck like a god of death. His movements were sluggish, but courage and perseverance were concentrated in his bony fingers.As long as his fingers are within reach, he will never let go. Inoue Elephant was attacked by a ghost and uttered a terrible cry.

But his mourning disappeared in an instant, and Murasame's hands were firmly stuck into his neck. Inoue flailed about with his hands and feet, trying to scratch Murasame's face with all his strength. Inoue eventually stopped breathing. Murasame slowly stood up. He leaned on the wall and walked out the door.There was a flight of steps in front of the passage, and blood dripped from his face on the ground, and he didn't have time to pay attention to it. He staggered up the steps, which had about twenty steps. After climbing the steps is a door. Open the heavy door, it is a study, the door is disguised as a bookshelf.A twenty-five or six-year-old woman was sitting at the desk, like Inoue's wife, when she turned around, she immediately covered her face with her hands...

The light shone on Murasame's face, and the messy hair swept across the bearded face, and the blood dripped down the hair, turning into a blood man.He stood before the woman like a ghost. The woman screamed and tried to run away. She tripped over the chair, caught her feet, and threw her on her back. "Please forgive me, please forgive me, please!" The woman stretched out her hands and wailed, her fair face flinching. Cun Yu was like a rotten tree that had been pushed down, his body went limp, and he knelt down in front of the woman.The woman scratched his face again, and he didn't respond.He had no choice but to stretch out his fingers as thin as sticks to jam her neck.The woman struggled for a long time, and died as soon as she stretched out.There were footsteps outside.

Muramaro climbed onto the table and stood up, behind the table was a fencing sword hanging on the wall. He took off his sword and went out the door. Two middle-aged men walked in the corridor, and when they saw Murasame, they stopped immediately. "No...it's not good!" One of them was holding a wooden knife with a look of horror on his face. Murraya walked slowly, the person holding the wooden knife did not run away, but yelled and chopped the wooden knife over.Murong Yu had no strength to dodge, and the wooden knife slashed his left shoulder. Murasame fell and sat on the ground.The fencing swing from the fall penetrated the opponent's abdomen.

The other person screamed with a sad face when he saw this.He looked back as he fled. Murraya drew out his sword and stood up while leaning on the wall.He walked forward with one hand on the pond.The corridor turned a corner and extended to the yard. He went down to the courtyard, there were lights on in the courtyard, he staggered and ran towards the courtyard gate. There was a shout behind him, and two or three people chased after him.He kept urging himself to run fast, but his feet didn't listen, so he had to insist on going out. Three people appeared in front of Murasame, holding sticks in their hands.

"Kill him! Kill him!" A man yelled and swung a wooden knife at Murura. Murraya didn't stop, ready to fight to the death.He thought that if he could not escape, he would rather die than let them put him in the dungeon again.If a wooden knife is hit on the head, he can only die.But now he is not willing to die easily, he wants to kill as many people as possible to repay his own life. He staggered a few steps and stepped into the dancing wooden knife circle.His momentum shook the opponent's murderous intent.The guy became frightened by the devil-like village rain, turned around and ran. But it was too late, Cun Yu's sword had already been swung out. The sword went through the man's vest and the guy fell forward onto the lawn.Muramaro rode on his back, breathed evenly, and drew out his sword.He held the sword behind his back and stabbed the man in the back twice. The other two stood far away. When they saw this, they immediately ran and shouted: "Devil, hurry... gun... get the gun." Cun Yu continued to walk forward, only a hundred meters away from the door, under the light, he stepped on his own shadow, and walked towards the door step by step with difficulty. The two who fled have disappeared. He stepped through the electric gate. There were no pedestrians on the road, and it was quiet.The road leads to a valley with a bridge over the river and a forest on the opposite side.Murasame wanted to hide in the forest. Before I got on the bridge, there was a sound of drums behind me, dong, dong, dong... The sound of the alarm drum was very monotonous, but there was a gloomy murderous look in the monotony.The drumbeat seemed to be calling the shots: "Wrap him up and kill him. Wall him up and kill him." Muramaro stepped onto the bridge. Suddenly, a ball of light covered him. This is the long-distance light from a car. Behind Murao, a car is rushing towards him like crazy. Cun Yu hurriedly stepped onto the railing. He looked under the bridge, not knowing how deep it was.There were faintly visible white waves on the river under the bridge, and the sound of gurgling water reached his ears. The car was only four or five meters away from him, and he jumped off the bridge.He didn't want to be run over by a car, and the fear of being run over far outweighed the danger of diving. When the car crashed into the railing, Murura was swallowed up by the dark night sky. Boom, boom, boom boom... The sound of drums still resounded through the night sky like an order...