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In the moment Zhou Degui was struck by the kitchen knife, he was completely bewildered. Just a second ago, he had been chasing a half-naked girl in the basement, and now he found himself in his own kitchen. The half-naked girl had somehow transformed into his mother, who was now frenzied, her eyes bloodshot as she swung the knife towards him.
“Mom! Don’t swing that! It’s me!” he shouted, reaching out to grab her wrist. But at that moment, Old Lady Zhou was surprisingly strong, her strikes with the knife becoming more frantic.
Zhou Degui could only watch in horror as his mother’s knife came down towards his neck…
Old Lady Zhou knelt in a pool of blood, still gripping the knife, her white hair disheveled against her blood-splattered face. She stared blankly at the ground littered with flesh and the shattered body before her, her gaze vacant.
Suddenly, the jade Guanyin pendant that had hung around her neck for decades fell to the ground with a sharp "crack," breaking into two pieces. The sound jolted her awake.
Old Lady Zhou abruptly turned her head towards the direction of the train tracks outside the house. In the distance, a low train whistle echoed.
She stood up rigidly and walked out of the house, suddenly breaking into a wild run towards the tracks!
Thud! She fell heavily to the ground, her knees scraping against the gravel path, blood streaming down her legs. Yet she seemed completely oblivious to the pain, scrambling to her feet and continuing to run frantically.
Old Lady Zhou ’s pace quickened as she muttered repeatedly, “Degui… Degui… my son!”
I followed closely behind her.
As the train roared towards us, I closed my eyes, overwhelmed by a mix of exhilaration and sorrow swelling within me.
Wait for me; I will settle my debts in this world.
I would soon arrive at Fengdu City to face the judgment of the Ten Halls. However, there were still things I needed to accomplish before that.
For the first time, I found it quite interesting to sit in this van in such a way. Previously, I had always been tied up in the back, but now I was sitting boldly in the passenger seat. The driver was a human trafficker named Liu Eryong. In his forties, he had a sharp-faced, monkey-like appearance. Over the years, countless girls had been abducted by him using this very van, sold off like mere goods.
Liu Eryong had a cigarette dangling from his mouth as he hummed an off-key tune, occasionally tapping the steering wheel with his right hand to keep the rhythm. The van turned into a narrow alleyway. I was all too familiar with this road; it was the route my younger sister, Li Meng, took every day to and from school. It was also Liu Eryong's "hunting ground."
I recalled my visit to Li Meng yesterday—my little girl had dark circles under her eyes and was listlessly slumped over her desk, her face noticeably thinner. She hadn’t smiled all day. She must miss me terribly, right? I longed to hug her, but I didn’t want to frighten her. Meng Meng, don’t be afraid; your sister will always protect you. If I could just rid this world of its filth, perhaps girls like Meng Meng would have a little more safety.
I turned to Liu Eryong, who was tapping the steering wheel and muttering to himself, “Business has been good lately; one more deal and I can get a new car!” Just then, a foul odor wafted from the air conditioning vents. Liu Eryong wrinkled his nose and reached to adjust the air conditioning but found the knob stuck. He cursed under his breath and rolled down the window.
In that fleeting moment, Liu Eryong glanced at the rearview mirror without thinking.
"Ah!"
That glance startled him into a scream. In the mirror, he clearly saw a pale, lifeless face staring back at him!
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