The smell in the rain is difficult to spread.

Especially the rain is not small and the raindrops are also very heavy.

As a strange beast, Zhao Mingming's senses are naturally much more sensitive than humans.

If it were ordinary people, I would probably not have smelled a trace of blood.

But since there is a smell of blood, it proves that someone is bleeding.

This person must not be Zhao Mingming or the candy fried chestnuts.

Apart from them, there are no more creatures on this road.

Only the body in front of the carriage that was very horizontal in the middle of the road.

"Miss... these ten people?"

Asked the Sugar-fried Chestnut.

It seems, but I am a little scared.

She has seen dead people.

But no matter how many times a dead person is seen, he will still be afraid.

It is said that there was once an extremely famous killer in the world.

Every time I kill someone, I will vomit like a newcomer who has just debuted.

After vomiting, the killer will go to drink.

His friends always can't understand this behavior.

Yes, the killer also has friends.

It’s just that his friends are either people he can’t kill, people he doesn’t want to kill, or they are just killers like him.

After vomiting, normal people will go to eat something instead.

Moreover, the food should not be too meaty and greasy. It is best to drink a bowl of light soup or rice porridge.

But I shouldn't drink anyway.

The most important thing for a killer is his own body.

Whether it is agile skills when killing or a flexible body when escaping, you need a healthy and strong body to support it.

But this killer never did.

He's going to drink.

His reason is that this wine is also made of grain and water.

The porridge is also made with rice and water.

What is the difference between drinking alcohol and drinking porridge?

Drinking porridge may make him feel nauseous and nauseous.

But drinking doesn't.

Instead, it made him feel indescribable and comfortable.

Although the candy stir-fried chestnuts are not a killer.

But she really wants to drink...

In the paper bag at hand, there is also a small bag of fried chestnuts with candy.

She picked up one and put it in her mouth, chewed it for a long time, but it still felt difficult to swallow...

It seemed like a piece of cotton was stuffed into my throat, which was blocked tightly.

No gap left.

Even the water can't be drunk.

The candy fried chestnut also had the idea of ​​drinking herself. She had obviously drunk several times...

As I chewed, I started to feel a little disgusting.

As a last resort, I turned my head and spit out all the broken sugar-fried chestnuts in my mouth.

Not only that, the chestnuts scrambled with sugar also retching a few times.

“It’s really useless…”

Sugar-fried chestnut slapped his head heavily and said.

Looking back at the front, I found that my lady Zhao Mingming had already walked over.

"It's an individual!"

The candy fried chestnuts followed and took a look.

"A little girl."

Zhao Mingming nodded and said.

The little girl lay on the ground.

The muddy ground had collapsed and a pit that was exactly the same as her body.

It seems that time has been here.

She was wearing a floral dress.

Zhao Mingming recognized that the flowers embroidered on it were all peonies.

In clusters, clusters, colorful and extremely dense.

Peony is often called a flower of wealth in the world.

It can always be closely linked to money and status.

The little girl was wearing a peony floral skirt. No matter how good she was, she was also a daughter of a wealthy family.

But how could you lie here on a rainy night?

Suddenly Zhao Mingming felt something was wrong.

The embroidery of the skirt on this little girl is not a peony.

But the cuckoo.

White cuckoo.

Most of the cuckoos are red, especially in the south.

Although there are white ones, they are really rare.

Scarcity is precious.

Although this is not a peony, isn’t the white cuckoo more precious than a peony?

But why did Zhao Mingming admit his mistake?

It’s not because she doesn’t understand the flowers in the world.

But the skirt on the little girl's body, although it was a pattern of white azalea, was now stained with scarlet red.

Zhao Mingming leaned closer and saw the pungent smell of blood hit her forehead, making her frown.

The white cuckoo on the skirt was dyed red by the little girl's own blood.

So much so that after a brief look, I mistakenly recognized Peony.

"She is seriously injured."

Zhao Mingming said.

Then he straightened up.

"Miss, who is going to be so cruel to such a little girl?!"

Sugar fried chestnut stomped his feet angrily and said.

Although she is smart.

But as Zhao Mingming said, he forgot to use his brain at the critical moment.

A little girl was lying in the middle of the road with bruises all over her body.

This alone proves that she is definitely not an ordinary little girl.

These days, underage girls will only run out from two places.

One is home and the other is a brothel.

Those who ran out of home were either forced to get married or had conflicts with their parents.

But those who ran out of the brothel were all trying to escape the torture of the boundless sea of ​​suffering.

However, the family members of the girl who ran out of her home would only look for her anxiously. As for beating, scolding and disciplining, it was also a matter after returning home.
To be continued...