Chapter 4 Chapter Four: The Hungry Ghost Baby

He looked around, the boat was surrounded by clear water, how many cannibal babies were hidden under the White River? He didn't dare to think about it anymore, and shouted: "Go back!" He grabbed the oar and started to paddle vigorously. Wang Xiaoshan and Chen Pi stopped talking, and the three of them paddled vigorously and quickly approached the river bank. The Baihe River was always quiet, and the babies who were hiding in the water of the Baihe River never appeared again. His elder brother Mu Jie never appeared again. It was only when he got to the shore that Mu Hua remembered that he never had an older brother.

How to go back? He sat by the river for a long time, and when he got home, the lunch was already cold. His father, mother and sister-in-law, three of them stared at him with six eyes, and then looked past him and looked back. "Where's your brother?" Huaying asked. He swallowed. Noon passed like this, tears, crying, and then deathly silence. Everyone went in and out of the room lightly, as if afraid of waking someone who was sleeping. "Does he have any red moles on his face?" Huaying asked suddenly. "Who?" Mu Hua didn't respond. Hwa-young looks up at him, her eyes cast a mournful look from beneath the wrinkles on her forehead.

He suddenly remembered that on the night her son died, that is, the night she gave birth, she also stared at the dead body of the baby in her hand with such eyes. It was a fat boy with a rouge in the middle of his forehead. The red mole, if it didn't die, would have grown into a handsome man... He thought of what he saw in the White River just now, and shook his head with rejoicing and fear: "No, none of those children have moles on their faces." Fortunately, no, my brother didn't die at the hands of his own son. "Let's go." Mu Shixiong went out with the hook on his shoulders.

The other three followed behind. Several boats paddled up the Baihe River with them, cruising back and forth, throwing hook lines and fishing nets and lifting them again, but Mu Jie's body was never found. Gulp, a string of bubbles came out. A baby emerges from the white river, twists its body like a fish, slowly crosses the transparent part of the white river, and rises to the surface. All have seen it. It turned its round eyes to Mu Hua, and smiled with sharp teeth. Mu Hua's whole body was cold. The baby dived to the bottom of the water again, twisted twice, and disappeared from people's sight.

Everyone looked for its shadow left and right, but they couldn't find it. Chen Pi lifted the hook rope out of the water, half of his body leaned over the boat, and his hand soaked in the water was suddenly grabbed by someone. His scalp was numb, and he shouted: "It's holding me!" The people in the same boat immediately grabbed him, and several nearby boats approached, and several oars rushed towards the water. The little hand holding him was released, and a baby swam away calmly from the crowd. Gulp. Gulp. More bubbles popped up in all directions. More babies showed their heads on the surface of the water, and countless tender bodies were swimming under the water.

People are surrounded by babies. "Don't be afraid, they won't leave the water. Don't soak your hands in the water and you'll be fine." Mu Shixiong said loudly. Before the words fell, people heard a crackling sound. It's the sharp teeth that gnaw at the wood. It took a while for people to realize: "They are eating the bottom of the boat!" This news made everyone panic, the wooden oars were paddled like a windmill, and people paddled quickly to the shore. Click click click. The gnawing sounds of the babies quickened. Babies ventured out of the water and skimmed people's cheeks, snatching a piece of flesh from the person with each stroke.

There were screams one after another, blood splashed, and the baby kept jumping out of the water. People were heartbroken, paddled desperately, and went ashore one after another. All of them were wounded. The Baihe River has truly become a dead river, and no one dares to cross the river anymore. The babies floated in the river day and night, they seemed to be waiting for something, their clear eyes were shining with hunger and thirst. They make baby howls. This sound wafts through the day and night of Baihe Village, making it itchy all over. "What are they howling?" Mu Hua looked at those floating little figures far away from Baihe, and said to himself.

"They're hungry." Huaying said. Mu Hua looked at her in surprise. "They're hungry, they need milk." Huaying's eyes dimmed, and she turned and went back to the house. Yes, they are indeed hungry, but what they want is not milk, but blood and flesh. A dog was running by the side of the White River. When the babies in the river found it, they turned their heads in unison, their hungry eyes focused on the dog. Several babies swam to the shore, hesitated for a moment, and one of them tried to climb onto the shore. The dog bared its teeth vigilantly and let out a low growl.

The baby landed on all fours, gave a loud laugh, and pounced on it. Before the dog could react, it directly bit the dog's throat. More babies rushed up. The dog wailed, rolled on the ground twice, and then stopped moving. The baby covered the dog's corpse like an ant, biting and gnawing with its teeth open. Seeing this scene from a distance, people returned home one after another and closed the door. In the next few days, the baby catches all the creatures that come close to the bank, and they go farther and farther, and stay on the bank longer and longer. People are going out less and less.

A few days later, one morning, Mu Hua heard a rattling sound from the window, he opened his eyes dimly, and saw a row of sharp teeth biting on the window lattice. Through the window pane, a baby's head was revealed. Mu Hua cursed, picked up the hoe in the corner, opened the door and went straight to the window. The baby lay on the window, saw Mu Hua coming, stopped gnawing, and looked at Mu Hua vigilantly. Mu Hua raised his hoe and knocked on the baby's head. It moves away awkwardly. Mu Hua raised his hoe again. The baby was not as flexible on the shore as it was in the water, and it dodged again, but a bloody gash was removed on its arm with a hoe, and a lot of blood flowed out.

Mu Hua wanted to knock it, but it fell to the ground, breathing hard with its mouth wide open, its face quickly turned purple, and then it stopped moving. Mu Hua stepped forward cautiously, touched it with a hoe, but it still didn't move. Mu Hua probed its heart - it didn't beat, it seemed to be dead. But didn't these babies who were thrown into the river die the day they were born? The bodies of the dead babies were handed over, and people dared not continue to live on the banks of the Baihe River. The armed police built a line of defense along the banks of the Baihe River with barbed wire, but there were still babies who bit the barbed wire with their sharp teeth and wanted to come out for food. , For these children who tried to escape, the armed police shot and killed them without exception. The babies lost their source of food again, and their young wailing continued to resound over the White River. The research on the baby soon came to fruition. The white-haired expert came to the temporary residence of Baihe Village and told the villagers the truth. Since several years ago, the water of Baihe River has been polluted by the sewage discharged by various upstream enterprises. up.These pollutions combine to change the white river water into a white emulsion. This emulsion is heavier than ordinary water, so they sink under the transparent river water. People don't know that there is a layer of river water under the river water. Seeing the white color, Thought it was the color of the riverbed changing.At first, because of the precipitation of the emulsion, the pollution did not have much impact on people's bodies, and the fish in the water also automatically avoided the underlying emulsion and lived in the transparent water.But 5 years ago, the thickness of the emulsion was more than half of the water depth of the Baihe River, which directly affected the water quality. The aquatic products were polluted, and tiny particles floated in the transparent river water. People drank this water and ate this aquatic product. His physique changed quietly.There was nothing wrong with them themselves, but their offspring had changed.The fetuses are used to the polluted amniotic fluid in the mother's womb. After birth, they cannot adapt to the unpolluted air and water and enter a state of suspended animation.The infants who had died in suspended animation were thrown into the White River, and they sank into the latex at the bottom of the river, as if they had returned to the amniotic fluid, so they regained their vitality and even grew gills adapted to life in water, while human lungs degenerated instead.These babies have always survived by devouring fish and shrimp in the water, but recently, due to severe pollution, all the fish and shrimp have died, and they have lost their food, so they can only take the risk of attacking humans... Having said that, the experts can't go on. "So," one villager asked, "those monsters are our children?" The expert nodded. In the past few years, which family in Baihe Village has no children? Their children turned into monsters, living at the bottom of the sunless water, and now they are being shot and killed... This thought dispelled all fear, and all the men and women who had lost their children ran to the White River one after another. Calling her child's baby name through the barbed wire. "Big treasure!" "Babe!" "Tiger!" ... The wailing of adults mixed with the wailing of babies, the sky over Baihe was covered with dark clouds, and the guns of the armed police were trembling. Baihe rolled over. The last bit of transparent water was polluted, and the Baihe River was completely milk-colored. The babies retreated into the river, and in the roiling river, countless blood and pieces of flesh suddenly emerged, and their mournful howling drowned out all other sounds. "What's going on?" people asked tremblingly. "They have no food," the expert's voice trembled, "They are killing each other." The children were fighting and biting in the water. The corpses and internal organs kept turning out of the water and being swallowed by other children.Parents ran on the shore, crying and cursing loudly, but they couldn't stop their own flesh and blood from killing or being killed. The women lost their minds and knelt down to break the barbed wire with their hands. One woman does it, more women join in, men join in, and the armed police are overwhelmed. Babies escaped through the torn holes, their faces covered with blood and flesh—their own and other children's flesh—and their teeth stained red with blood. "Come here!" People couldn't tell who their children were, and they opened their arms without exception. They flung themselves into their arms, biting. Blood and flesh splattered. Gunshots rang out. The tragic scene lasted for more than ten minutes. Afterwards, the bodies of many adults and babies were left on the shore-adults died of teeth, and babies died of bullets. The men and women wailed and retreated, fearful and sad, wanting to step forward, but couldn't help but retreat, their wounds and hearts aching. Who killed these children? Who hurt them? The water of the Baihe River was already stained red with blood, and the hungry babies killed each other red-eyed, and no one could stop the massacre. Three days passed, and the milk-colored Baihe River returned to calm. Blood and flesh flowed to the Yangtze River with the river and flowed into the sea, leaving only the empty Baihe River. Mu Hua and his parents returned home—they didn't find Huaying, maybe the woman was bitten to death by the baby too. During those tragic days, countless infatuated parents willingly died under the sharp teeth of their children. They opened the door to a woman's laughter. It was Huaying's voice. "Sister-in-law?" Mu Hua called out in surprise. Huaying didn't answer. They heard another baby rattling. The hearts of the three were shocked—the baby's voice had become the scariest voice in the world these days. The laughter of the baby and the woman continued to echo in the room, and they followed the sound to go to the back of the house and open the fish cage—— In the pool, a chubby baby was swimming back and forth, and Huaying stood on the bank with a smile, throwing a fish into the water from time to time. The baby jumps up and accurately takes the fish to its mouth and chews. It has a rouge-like red mole on its forehead. Hua Ying turned her head and smiled happily at Mu Hua and the others: "My son is back."