Chapter 45 third quarter 3

Now that I think of it, it would always be a lack not to mention how the assassin was killed, although there is nothing to tell about it.In the shade of the forest, the strange woman knelt on the ground, straightened her neck, and the joints of her cervical spine were clearly visible.The red thread was chopped down, and the thin old knife lived up to the high expectations of the red thread, cutting through the gaps in the joints and separating the head from the body.Afterwards, the head was held in Xue Song's hand, while the body fell forward, turning into two different things.The body targets are larger and attract the attention of the red line.It lay prone on the ground, with its shoulders shrugged, and its hands bound behind its back were clenched into fists, and it was pushed down violently, pulling the bamboo strip like a tight bowstring.At the same time, a rose-colored liquid rushed out of the cavity with the pulsation of the heart, and the surrounding was filled with the fragrance of grapefruit blossoms.Of course, there is also a bit of acrid smell, because this is blood after all.This is blood with a permeability like thin oil, which disappears immediately when it flows on the ground, leaving only almost invisible traces. After the blood flows, the body (more precisely, the back and the back) Both hands) relaxed as if sighing; shoulders slumped, hands retracted, crossed into an X shape, and fingers spread back.It slightly bent one leg and stopped still like this.The red thread immediately stepped forward and untied the bamboo strips, because since a person is dead, there is no need to restrain him.Until then, her friend had been under her subtle restraint.At this moment, Hongxian recalled that she ate the cherry in her hand, and thought it was very good──I doubt that this writing is suspected of being promiscuous, but since it has been written, there is no way to go back on it──then, the deceased His hands slid down to the sides of his body and were half clenched into fists.She turned the body over.The front of this body is extremely serene, as if there is a gentle atmosphere blowing towards his face.The body seems to breathe, but it doesn't.Just the protruding belly button beating at the rate of automatic weapon bursts.Red Thread felt that it was acknowledging that it was dead in this way, so, as the Taiwanese say, it felt "it is so good".

Then, Hongxian helped the body to sit up, feeling that it was very soft and its joints were very flexible, almost following her movements.She helped it stand up again, and led it to a hole that had already been dug.At this time, Hongxian felt someone calling her from behind, and when she looked back, she saw the human head in Xue Song's hand, her eyes widened, and she was looking at them (including the headless body) intently.Hongxian turned his head back reluctantly, and continued walking with his arms, not unreasonably thinking: I can't take care of both ends.She helped her body to the bottom of the pit and sat down, then let it lie down again, and then picked up the wet and sticky black soil to bury it.After burying her feet, she felt something was wrong, so she grabbed a grasshopper, tied it with grass leaves, and threw it into the pit to be buried with her body.After burying the grasshopper, she felt that it was inappropriate, so she crawled out of the pit and went to her other friend, the little prostitute mentioned above, to ask for a mat of rushes to cover the corpse. body.So she had to pass by Xue Song, and the head was always looking at her intently.The red line wanted to pass by pretending not to know, but the third time it felt inappropriate.So she turned around and looked at the head.The man smiled playfully at her, wrinkled his nose, and stuck out his tongue to lick his lips.Red Thread knew it was beckoning her.She was a little unhappy. Anyway, she killed this man.

I went off like a broken gun, and "Anyway" came out.Now I have to put down my pen and look it up in the dictionary.I found out after I found out that I have known this word for a long time.I became more and more like a broken gun, and misfires became a common occurrence.Standing in front of the human head, Red Thread raised its moist lips and knew that it wanted her to kiss it.This time she didn't like it a little: you're dead anyway.But as soon as this thought appeared, the human head curled its lips downward, showing the intention of crying.This left the red thread with no choice (after all, it was a friend), wiped its muddy hands on her back, held the back of its head (at this time she found that this friend had become light), and kissed its lips .There is actually no discomfort in doing this, because the lips are much softer than before.Those eyes were right in front of him. It first looked down and saw Hongxian's cheeks clearly, then briefly looked at Hongxian, and then looked up to see Hongxian's eyebrows.Finally, when he turned back, his eyes were full of smiles; he was both happy and mischievous; but Red Thread felt that it was terrible.She held on for a while before letting go of the head: first push her away, then put it down.These two movements are careful, try to be as gentle and accurate as possible, and place it under the hanging of the hair; then let go of the hand, without the slightest shake of the human head.The other party licked his lips, smiled, and blinked again.Red Thread understood that she was saying thanks.Red Thread couldn't help but think: This human head is sexier and sweeter than it was before it was killed; in fact, she likes it even more;In fact, the red thread still has something to do—bury that body.But in the face of the head's reluctance, he always hesitates.Finally she made up her mind to stay with it—I mean the head, not the body.The moral of the story is: Don't kill your friends, you're too busy killing them in two.But the story itself has no moral.

When the woman was killed, Xue Song acted like a fool. He just peeked at the woman's body, especially the shameful part, and even got erections a few times shamelessly.This made Hongxian feel very embarrassed, but fortunately the person who was killed didn't care.Then, the man tied the hair of the human head with a rope and wanted to lift it up, but it stared at the red thread intently, showing a begging look.Hongxian understands what she means, she wants Hongxian to take it with her, get along with it day and night, and follow her up and down.The thing is this: before the female assassin was killed by the red thread, she only regarded the red thread as a friend.After being killed, he really fell in love with her.

Hongxian really doesn't like this idea, and doesn't like being loved by Rentou, so he pretends not to understand and rejects this idea.When the human head rose up, its face was full of mournful expressions.Red Thread hardened his mind, raised his hands in salute, and watched it rise into the sky.Then ran back to the pit.In just a few minutes, ants had already crawled around the neck of the dead body.She hurriedly buried it, forgetting about looking for straw mats to cover it.Then she came back and stood under the tree looking at the head.At this time, the forest was quite dark, but it was still relatively bright on the top of the tree. The head looked at her expectantly.But Hongxian hardened her heart and thought: I caught her today, guarded her, killed her, and buried her again.And I'm just a child, and I have to do other things, for example, play... So she felt that it was reasonable for her not to climb up the treetops to accompany this friend at this time.But Hongxian is kind after all, and she decided to find another time to spend time with this friend.But then a lot happened that tripped her up.

By the way, after killing his neighbor last time, Hongxian also went back and found that in the sweltering woods, everything about that person had turned dark brown, except for the pair of quivering eyeballs.The two things left the eye sockets and hung on the ground crookedly, still black and white.Other things, including the original bright red intestines, have become like dirt, hanging in the air, looking very weak.Several new bamboos pierced his stomach and grew towards the sky; there were also several large bird-hunting spiders that spun webs within his frame.The place smells bad.Hong Xian held his breath and stayed there for a while.Afterwards, feeling as if she was suffocating, and satisfied with the kindness she had shown, she turned and left the place.