Ink Burns

Chapter 4 Falling Raindrops

As soon as He Shanyue finished speaking, He Shuiguang reacted immediately, turned around and ran away.

Qiu Erniang was in a daze, still not knowing where her mind was wandering. It was only when He Shanyue suddenly pulled her that she woke up as if from a dream.

While everyone was running around like headless flies, the mother and her two daughters retreated bravely and disappeared quietly and quickly in the dark cave in the southeast corner.

The cave is actually built up by several large stones in a staggered manner. It is not deep, but the entrance is very small and hidden in bushes half a person's height. It is difficult to find unless you look carefully.

He Shuiguang followed closely and held the corner of his sister's clothes. Qiu Erniang was about to speak tremblingly, but saw He Shanyue making a gesture to keep quiet.

Suddenly, a sharp scream was heard from outside.

What followed was the sound of chaotic footsteps and the gradually spreading smell of blood.

Qiu Erniang's body was shaking like a sieve. Her knees couldn't close together because of the shaking. She opened her mouth and spoke in a mosquito-like voice with a sobbing tone: "They. They really dared to. Kill people. Ah"

He Shanyue lowered his voice to avoid an echo: "Didn't that bow and arrow kill the first person?"

The arrow was shot and the first life fell to the ground, telling everyone clearly that tonight they had to play for real.

If we play for real, it will be a life-and-death fight.

I don't want to die, so someone else has to die.

In this situation, everyone, regardless of gender, age or status, will do whatever it takes to survive.

Killing people? It's just a necessary step to survive.

How are the three of them, mother and daughter, going to survive?
He Shanyue's eyes shifted from her frightened and dazed mother to her trembling but calm but weak and thin younger sister - thirty-four people in total, four teenagers around sixteen or seventeen years old, eighteen women between twenty and thirty years old, five little girls about the same age as her and Shui Guang, and the rest were thin women.

If it comes to strength alone, women, girls and women cannot beat young boys.

He Shanyue pressed his back tightly against the cave wall and put his right hand into his clothes.

Fortunately, they are all still there.

"What...what should we do..." Qiu Erniang clung to the cliff. Without support, she would immediately slide down to the ground. "Why are we so unlucky?"

"It's bad luck if you die." He Shuiguang said in a childish voice: "We are not dead yet."

He Shanyue nodded and said in a calm voice: "Keep quiet for now. Just stay in the cave with your eyes narrowed. There is a lot of fighting going on outside. It is not the time to search everywhere carefully." If you don't search carefully, you will naturally not be able to find this small cave.

There was a constant stream of noise outside: sounds of running, screaming, and branches breaking.

Among them, the sudden silence is the most frightening.

Every sudden silence meant that a killing had occurred around the cave entrance - this cycle repeated itself over and over again, forming a cruel and bloody pattern.

The cycle of killing gradually lengthened.

The noisy sounds outside faded.

This means that there are not many people left.

The time has come.

He Shanyue nodded and lowered his eyes with restraint, then waved his hand gently and slowly.

He Shuiguang tiptoed and listened attentively.

Qiu Erniang clung to her eldest daughter's clothes, looking frightened and anxious.

I don’t know how much time passed - when people are under extreme tension, they cannot accurately judge the passage of time.

The sound of wooden sticks hitting the bushes outside the cave became more and more crisp and majestic.

There are very few people left alive, so the sounds of killing are being sought out without concealment.

There is a narrow open space at the entrance of the cave, which is covered by low bushes.

A teenager covered in blood was cautiously searching around with a thick wooden stick: he had just killed five people, two old women, two young girls, and a woman of his own age. He had never killed a human being, not even a chicken. But after killing a person, he suddenly was no longer afraid of the gushing blood and dying eyes - he even began to dream of returning to the village with so much silver.

He had no home, no parents, and grew up eating at many people's homes. Even the owned stray dogs in the village could bite him.

When he got back with the silver, the first thing he did was to buy a knife and cut the throat of the big black dog! Then he bought a lot of arsenic and poisoned everyone in the village!

It's so refreshing! It's so refreshing!
Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of a weak and thin figure in the open space, hiding carefully in the bushes and sobbing softly.

There was a corpse lying on the ground whose face could not be seen clearly.

A little girl left alone.

The young man felt happy.

According to his experience in slaughtering, little girls are the easiest to kill. They are soft and light, and there is no need for a stick at all. He can just pinch their necks with both hands and count silently for dozens of times and they will be dead. It does not require any effort and is not dangerous.

The boy gently placed the stick on the ground, tiptoed, and walked forward lightly, lowering his voice as he walked: "Little sister, what's wrong with you——"

He Shuiguang, who was squatting on the ground, had his shoulders stiffened. He knelt with his back to the enemy and cried softly after a while, "My mother, my mother is dead!"

The boy approached little by little, and when his fingertips were about to touch the girl's neck, Qiu Erniang, who was pretending to be a corpse on the ground, jumped up stiffly and shrank, and with her hands hidden behind her back, she stretched the vine straight and wrapped it around the boy's neck!

After killing someone, it is said that the person will develop a strength and agility he has never had before.

The young man dodged subconsciously and managed to avoid the vine that Qiu Erniang had wrapped around his neck. In panic, he grabbed He Shuiguang's chicken-like neck with his backhand!

In the quiet woods, just as a loud noise was about to be heard, a dark shadow suddenly jumped out from the bushes!
The black shadow held the boy's sternum with one hand and tied his elbow to his throat with the other hand.

Qiu Erniang finally woke up, and tremblingly stretched the vines she had pulled out of the cave to wrap around the boy's neck.

The boy was caught off guard and struggled desperately.

In the quiet night, He Shanyue clenched his teeth and could only hear his own thunderous heartbeat.

Once, twice, three times.
The boy gradually stopped struggling.

He Shanyue leaned closer to listen to his breathing.

There is still one breath left.

"Okay." He Shanyue sat down on the ground as if exhausted.

Qiu Erniang was trembling and crying with tears all over her face.

He Shanyue didn't dare to make any more sound and only breathed in and out deeply through his abdomen and nose.

After taking about ten breaths, He Shanyue did not dare to delay and gently asked his mother and sister to hide the unconscious boy behind a big tree.

Everything seemed to end before they could react. Qiu Erniang was shaking so much that she could hardly stand up straight. He Shuiguang's legs couldn't stop shaking, but he was still standing.

There are still some people, but probably not many.

She was afraid that if she repeated the same trick, her mother would be exposed.

The rest were either young men with absolute advantage in strength or strong women.

He Shanyue’s thoughts were racing in his mind.

"Click——"

The sound of trees being trampled.

The scissors slipped from He Shanyue's sleeve. He Shanyue turned back suddenly, murderous intent revealed in his eyes.

But she saw a boy who was half a head taller than her and looked to be about fourteen or fifteen years old, hunched over from a tree in the southeast, raised his hands, and cried, "I, I, I don't kill anyone. I don't want money! Please don't kill me, please don't kill me!"

The boy's face was pale, he stammered, his eyes were wide open and red from crying, like a little rabbit that was extremely frightened.

He Shanyue's eyes moved from the boy's linen hem, to his cuffs, and then to his eyes.

He Shanyue spun the scissors, put them behind his back, and narrowed his eyes: "You came from the southeast corner?"

The boy nodded quickly in panic.

"How many people are there over there?" He Shanyue asked.

The young man hurriedly said, "It's all over! I can climb trees and hide all the time! Just now two people came from the west to search the forest, so I quickly fled this way!"

(End of this chapter)