Here Lies The Wicked

Chapter 221 Por (b) ┦ Lin Disease

Captain Fei walked out of the dilapidated wooden house and reached out a palm.

Ticking,

A drop of rain smashed into the palm of his hand.

Outside the house, it was drizzling, and in the distance of the sky, there was a dull thunder gradually fading away.

Captain Fei felt the temperature of her skin, looked at the drizzle before her eyes, and the sound of thunder, the spring rain?

Did it happen around march, april, and may?

Captain Fei's eyes were pensive.

At this time, the sky, as the thunder faded, the rain gradually stopped, the dark clouds above the head dissipated, and gradually the sun shone down, a clear sky after the rain.

Captain Fei closed his eyes and felt the warmth of the sun on his cheeks and skin. Then he felt the cool breeze after the spring rain. The wind was mixed with the pungent smell of fish on the fishing net that had been soaked by the rain. Everything was so real.

"Since it's a memory replay, there will soon be a resentful subject..." Captain Fei suddenly opened his eyes and flashed a fine light. His expression was calm and calm.

He looked in front of him.

A lake,

A dock,

A dilapidated wooden house,

Not far away, there were scattered houses built along the lake, and a few fishing boats docked on the shore. These fishing boats were very old fishing boats.

Some of them were similar to those in the pre-liberation era, which was the most common covered boat in the south of the yangtze river.

The boat's roof was woven into a semi-circular shape with bamboo strips, covering the hull tightly. People could cook, eat, drink and sleep in it. And there are long and short wood pulp, people can use their hands and feet to paddle, with the ship's narrow and long, underwater resistance is small, the transport of goods and people do not delay a lot of advantages.

The environment in front of him was very obvious. This was a small fishing village that depended on the lake for a living. The whole fishing village was only a few dozen families, very small, and this small fishing village was also very backward and poor.

"Is this the memory of the last century?"

"Hmm?"

Captain Fei was suddenly surprised and turned to look at the shabby cabin behind him. He saw a small boy squatting on his knees under a high, square wooden table that did not seem to be used by children.

Perhaps because of the backward poverty of this era, the little boy was malnourished and almost skinny. But what was even more strange was that the little boy was covered in a large adult's clothing that did not match his size, covering all the exposed skin.

"A square table with four stools as high as a table... This should be a family of three or four. Were their parents absent because they went fishing on such a rainy day to subsidize poor families?"

"What about this little boy hiding under the table? Is this little boy the source of all this?"

Captain Fei did not act immediately.

He knew that the Evil spirits that had been sealed in the underworld had not really appeared yet, and now it was just a kind of memory replay. No matter how much he did, it was futile, so he waited quietly, but was always vigilant and careful, ready to fight back at any time.

He was not worried about the safety of his old comrades.

Dealing with a scene like this was the specialty of his old comrade, the mentally awakened, who was even more at home than he was.

At this moment, the rain cleared up and the sun grew bigger and bigger.

The little boy under the table seemed to be afraid of the sun. He wrapped his adult clothes tightly and shrank further back under the wooden table.

"Is it because you're afraid of being hit by the sun?" Captain Fei could only passively watch the memory replay in front of him.

"Liang, come out and play with us."

"Liang, let's go to the reed field by the lake to catch crabs."

"Liang, it's fishing season now. All the adults have gone to the county to catch the fish market. Let's play together while the adults are away."

A group of children who lived in the fishing village ran to the cabin and shouted. At this time, they were still replaying the memory of the resentful spirit. None of them could see Captain Fei.

"You, you, really want to play with me? You... Aren't you afraid of me?" The little boy, who was hiding under the table with his legs crossed, sounded pleasantly surprised and hopeful.

He was weak and sickly from a young age, but he could only be locked in the house, isolated and ostracized by his peers, able to play with them, and be able to fit in with them, which had always been his most desired thing.

"But before my father and mother left, they told me not to leave the house." Just as the little boy was about to climb out of the table with joy, he looked at the sunlight coming in through the crack in the room and hesitated to retreat.

"The adults aren't here right now. We'll sneak out and play. We won't be discovered until they come back."

"Liang, come out and play with us."

The children tried to persuade him together. Finally, the little boy who was hiding under the table smiled happily for the first time. He was dressed in the big clothes of adults and tried to cover himself tightly. He was afraid of the sun, but he still ran out happily to play with the children.

"This fool really thought we would play with him."

"Shh, keep your voice down, or it won't be fun later."

"Haha, yes, yes, see how we play with him later."

"I heard that he has been sick all the time. He has been wearing adult clothes to wrap himself up and never shows his face. How can such a strange person be played with? A fool deserves to be bullied."

"My grandfather told me if he was human or not."

"Not a man? Is it a ghost?"

"If it was a human being, why would he be afraid of the sun and hide at home all the time?"

"Let's expose him and see if this silly boy is a human or a ghost. We'll strip him off later."

"Good, good, good. I like to play ghost hunting the most."

Captain Fei frowned as he watched the young boy, ah liang, happily walking in front of him because he was finally recognized by his peers.

There was a hint of intolerance in his eyes, and even though he knew it was a memory replay that had happened in the last century, he could not help but feel a little pity.

But at the same time, he knew that before the memory replay ended, he could not stop everything in front of him.

"Liang, there's a little crab here. Hurry, hurry, catch it."

"Where is it? Why didn't I see it?"

"Your clothes are too big to cover your eyes. How can you see a little crab when it's so small? You take off your clothes and go down to the reeds. How can you catch a little crab when you stand on the shore?"

"You can't take off your clothes! I'll help you find the crabs on the shore. Otherwise, we'll play on the shore. The water is too dangerous."

Plop!

Suddenly, a heavy object fell into the water, and then came the sound of ah liang struggling in the water and shouting for help.

"Haha, fool, I really thought we were going to play with you. You actually believed me, hahaha."

"Do idiots want clothes? Swim to the shore and catch us. We'll give you clothes."

"Come and catch us, haha."

However, screams of fear soon came from the shore. The little boy, who was struggling in the lake, had no clothes to cover his skin. After he was exposed to the sun directly, he began to turn red, purple, and pieces of skin were eroded and ulcerated.

"Help! Ghost!"

The children were scared out of their wits. A few minutes later, ah liang grabbed the reeds on the bank, put on his clothes which were discarded on the ground, and ran away like a frightened deer. He ran home and hid himself deep under the table.

His body was wet, and the intense pain caused by the burning of his skin made him cry and cry in pain.

"I just want someone to play with me."

"I don't want to be scary. I just want someone to play with me... Dad, mom, it hurts so much. It hurts so much on my body!"

Captain Fei watched in silence as the boy's skin began to fester and bleed.

"Is there a patient with porphine disease?"

Porphyria, a genetic disease, can be either congenital or acquired. Patients with porphyria are sensitive to light. Once exposed to the sun, they will develop skin inflammation, erosion, scabbing, ulcers, atrophy, and swelling. The human immune system is even more fragile. Even minor abrasions can form a rotten surface.

This genetic disease was not officially confirmed until the 18th century in the western developed world. And because the number of patients was extremely small, the western world knew very little about the disease, let alone the backward and ignorant ancient people who had not yet been liberated in the country.

"Hmm? The memory replay hasn't ended yet, and the Evil spirits in the underworld hasn't come out yet?"

"Even if they pushed you into the water, you still don't hate the world at this time?"

"What is there to make you hate the world more than the pain in front of you?!"

Just as Captain Fei was silent, a lot of voices came from outside the house. Then, amidst the little boy's cries and struggles, he was violently grabbed out of the table by the adults who had barged in and kicked out of the house.

In the fishing village ancestral hall, the little boy saw his parents, who were beaten to death and tied to two wooden pillars in the pile of firewood.

"Father! Mother!"

The little boy's thin body shrank under the wet adult clothes, and the skin on the back of his hand was festering with holes in blood. He struggled awkwardly to save his parents, but he was kicked out several times.

"Burn them! Burn them!"

"All three of them are definitely not human. Only ghosts are afraid of the sun. They must have given birth to a ghost!"

The noise was mixed with the angry shouts of the villagers.

The little boy tried his best to explain that he was not a ghost, he was a human being, he just wanted someone to play with him, he really didn't mean to scare people. The villagers didn't believe him and asked him to take off his clothes to prove himself.

Only people are not afraid of the sun.

"Liang, no!"

His parents, who were tied to firewood and beaten to death by the villagers, cried out in grief, but the little boy hesitated and took off the clothes that had been protecting him.

This was an extremely cruel scene.

Exposing the patient to the sun was even more painful than the torture of a child, not to mention a child. The little boy was crying in pain, and he was explaining that he was really human, begging the village head and the villagers not to burn his parents.

"It's been half an hour. He's not dead yet. Is it really our misunderstanding? Is it really just a strange disease?"

"Let's see for another half an hour."

The villagers looked at the dying boy on the ground and discussed.

"There is no disease in this world that cannot see the sun. Is it not human, or is it possessed? I have sent people to the county to find high men to drive away the evil in the village. If your life is tough, as long as you can honestly wait until someone comes to drive away the evil for you, we will let you and your parents go." In the ancestral hall, the village head looked coldly at the dying little boy on the ground and the parents of the little boy tied to a stake.

Captain Fei had been watching the development in front of him, and even at this time, the little boy was still gritting his teeth to support the last glimmer of life, not dead, not resentful of the world.

He was waiting.

He was waiting for time.

He must not die before the time is up.

I can't die!

I can't die!

The little boy stayed up from afternoon till night, but the people who had to wait did not come. The villagers gradually lost their patience and began to be urged to burn the three people who brought misfortune to the village.

"Burn them to death!"

"Burn them to death!"

Kada... The village head took out a worn out foreigner's pocket watch that had been rusting for years. He took a look at the time on the pocket watch and waved his hand coldly, "It's 8: 45 pm now. The people who went to the county to find the experts haven't come back and burned them!"

"There must be no evil recruits in our village, or it will bring disaster to the whole village!"

Bang!

The kerosene lamp shattered, and the kerosene became the fastest combustion-supporting agent. It instantly turned into two huge fires that devoured the two people tied to the stake and screamed miserably.

"Father! Mother!"

"Liar! Liar! You're all big liars!"

"I'm already waiting! I'm not being dishonest!"

"Why are you burning my father and mother to death?"

The dying boy, who had been burnt to a pulp by the sun, screamed at the top of his lungs.

"Are you resentful? Are you angry?"

"Who told you, this unclean person, to bring trouble to your parents? The person who really killed your parents with his own hands is actually you!" The village head and the villagers collectively blamed the innocent boy on the ground, who was barely alive.

"No! I didn't!"

"Tell me, did I kill my parents?"

The little boy's head on the ground suddenly rotated 90 degrees and his face turned behind him at a strange angle. His eyes were as empty as dead fish's eyes, lifeless and staring straight in Captain Fei's direction.

"Dust to dust, earth to earth. Let the living be at peace, and let the living be free again." Captain Fei had two palms and two thin wind blades in his hands.

"Tell me, did I kill my parents?"

The little boy, whose face turned 90 degrees behind him, did not listen to Captain Fei and repeated the same sentence with a dead face.

But the next moment!

His skin was badly peeled off and his thin body was covered in blood. Suddenly, he stood up straight and faced captain fei with his neck back.

...

At this moment, in the other direction of Li Zhi's neighborhood, Zhou city sixth high school.

When the clock went to 8: 45 pm,

Outside the school security room, which had been tightly closed, there was a sudden clapping sound, as if there were children's messy footsteps... There's something outside the security room that's trying to get in.

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