Red makeup Chitose

Chapter 74 Returning
The knife cut without hesitation, the blood flowed profusely, and the person under the knife twitched, whimpering and screaming.

The blood-red meat was flipped open like roasted pork belly, and the wet fat and tissues stained the fallen leaves and soil underfoot.

Jin Mingwei raised the knife and dropped it, the light of the knife was colder than the moon in the middle of the sky, she had no pity or regret, what kept echoing in her mind was just a gentle lullaby.

The moon is bright, the wind is quiet, and the leaves cover the windows.Crickets are called clank, just like the sound of strings.The sound of the piano is soft, the tune is pleasant, and the cradle is gently swinging.Mother's baby, close your eyes, the sleeping one is sleeping in a dream.

The 43 children in the Luweidang stronghold fell asleep, and there would never be pain in their dreams.

After a good sleep and waking up, Mom and Dad will come to pick them up and go home.

……

Dong Lin, who was carrying a lantern next to him, looked at Jin Mingwei, his eyes were like waves on the dark sea in the night.

Ling Chi, this kind of thing, even if it is an executioner, has to be carried out by a senior person. Without him, the visual conflict that the executioner himself suffers is a huge psychological test.

But Jin Mingwei pursed his lips slightly from the beginning to the end, without saying a word, if he was indifferent, it would be better to say he was calm.

Did what was supposed to be done, that's all.

In the air that seemed to be stained red by the smell of blood, the young man grinned his lips, revealing an inexplicable smile, and the dim light of the lantern reflected his hazy face, swimming with some kind of distorted excitement.

……

Jin Mingwei didn't notice Dong Lin's strangeness, she counted in her heart, one knife, two knife, three knife, the knife cut her heart.

It is not for the pain of the road, but for the 43 pairs of little hands struggling in vain behind the red-hot iron gate in the reed marsh.

Vengeance can be avenged, people can be killed, children, but they can never go home again.

Committing sin is temporary, punishing sin is also temporary, and the pain left by sin is for some people a lifetime.

Lu Xingshan struggled a few times at first, but soon stopped moving. The woods were so quiet, only the muffled sound of the knife cutting through the flesh, and the blood gushed out, forming blood-red puddles under Jin Mingwei's feet.

Finally, 43 knives, it's over.

Jin Mingwei stood there for a long time, looking at the bloody corpse, the bright red dress, and the dripping blade, reflecting his expressionless face.

This is the path I want to walk in my life.

God let her live a new life for revenge——

Just for revenge?
Jin Ming felt a kind of unspeakable confusion, and suddenly felt warmth coming from his cold hands for some reason.

She looked down, and Dong Lin gently held her bloody hand.

In the orange light and shadow of the lantern, the outline of the young man's facial features was reflected particularly clearly. In the two shadows under the eyelash cage, the brown pupils held a comforting smile, and he clenched her heart tightly.

Suddenly a feeling of suffocation spread all over the body.

"Donglin, dirty." Jin Mingwei was aware of the blood on his hand and subconsciously wanted to draw it out.

Unexpectedly, the young man's slightly slender snow-white fingers were unexpectedly strong, holding her hand firmly, leaning his small face closer, sticking out the nimble tip of his tongue, and licking the blood.

The moment the moist touch came, Jin Mingwei could hear a bang in his mind, something exploded.

She pulled her hands back with all her strength, staggered back a few steps, and exclaimed, "Donglin, what are you doing!"

"This way it won't be dirty." Dong Lin seemed to be frightened by Jin Mingwei's reaction, and froze in place at a loss, his eyelashes trembling in panic, like butterfly wings after the rain.

Jin Ming swallowed the heavy words that came to his throat slightly.

She took a deep breath and told herself that perhaps Dong Lin really had good intentions?It's just that he was too naive to understand the deep meaning of this behavior.

That's all for her, what if you are misunderstood for other women?If the son doesn't teach, it's the father's fault, no, it's the sister's fault.

Thinking of this, Jin Mingwei said seriously: "I'll just go back and wipe it off, I don't need to use that method. If there are other things like this, I'll just let it go. You can't do the same to women outside, remember?"

Dong Lin nodded fiercely, looking obediently like a cat that made a mistake, looking at her eagerly.

Jin Mingwei felt that he had indeed misunderstood. How could the boy who was staring at her like this have other thoughts?It's not his fault that it's simple!

"I'm not blaming you. I called the officials to deal with the funeral. Let's go back and change the clothes." Jin Mingwei thought for a while, and added worriedly, "Did what happened just now scare you?"

She didn't let Dong Lin avoid Ling Chi Lu's charity, because the two of them experienced it at the same time, and she also wanted Dong Lin to get rid of this knot.

Dong Lin seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then he showed a terrified expression: "Ah, I was really scared... Woohoo, Dong Lin is so scared..."

The young man's butterfly-like eyelashes trembled violently, and glistening teardrops immediately hung on them, followed by trembling, but not falling down, so full of frailty, it almost broke one's heart.

Jin Mingwei felt something was wrong, was he stunned for a moment just now?
Like: Oops, almost forgot about this!
Capturing the woman's hesitation, Donglin's brown pupils deepened, his eyelashes moved, and a teardrop rolled down, just one, so the tears became more and more crystal clear like pearls.

Bang, Jin Mingwei heard the sound of his heart cracking, and it shattered.

"It's okay, it's okay, damn Lu Xingshan, this kind of thing may happen more and more in the future, but don't be afraid, no matter what happens, I will cover you!" Jin Mingwei hurriedly comforted him softly.

Dong Linweng responded angrily, then stretched his face towards Jin Mingwei, looking at her expectantly.

This is, let yourself wipe his tears?

Although he couldn't figure out what to wipe off a face with only one teardrop, Jin Mingwei still took out his ropa and wiped it symbolically in order to make amends.

Sure enough, it was the same as if it hadn't been wiped, but the satisfaction on Dong Lin's face made Jin Mingwei almost suspect that he had strange hobbies.

It was already the middle of the night, the two of them didn't delay anymore, they called the soldiers of Da Hui Camp to collect the corpse.

Seeing Lu Xingshan's miserable state, the soldiers looked at Jin Mingwei in shock, but didn't say much. The lynching in the prison was worse than this, so a few people threw Lu Xingshan's body into the valley, and simply dealt with the scene , Then come back to the official post.

The next day, Qiu Lan's injuries were stabilized, and the bodies of Tie Fu and the post chief were also sent to the county government office, who sent people back to their hometown. .

The soldiers, led by Qiu Lan, went south to Dahui Camp. It turned out that Tie Fu's arrester and Jin Mingwei went north to Biandu.

The Luochuan troupe who met unexpectedly was supposed to continue singing in Fengshou County, but when Zhao Shengxia heard that Jin Mingwei was leaving, she said that her play had just finished singing and she was going back to Biandu, so she dropped by.

"Hey, Boss Chao, this is just the beginning, and you're just staring at your wife so closely?" A Tuan looked at Zhao Shengxia and smiled while loading the luggage into the car.

　Back to Biandu.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)