Cultivation little Taoist

Chapter 811 The Death of Yan Li
At noon one day, the skinny Yan Li hid in a corner of the room, enviously watching her brother Yan Chao, who was one year older than her, lying in her mother's arms and acting like a spoiled child.

"Mom, we haven't eaten braised pork for a long time, when will we eat it again?"

The fat and white Yan Chao pursed his rosy lips—he is also the biological flesh and blood of his mother Wang Yanyun, but he has been regarded as the "little emperor" of his family since the day he was born.

"My dear son, let's go and buy some meat. Mom will make braised pork for you in the afternoon."

After Wang Yanyun finished speaking, she kissed Yan Chao's chubby cheek, then without looking at Xiao Yanli who was squatting in the corner, she led her son to lock the door and left.

Yan Li stood on tiptoe, watching the affectionate appearance of her mother and brother from the small hole in the gate, tears streaming down her eyes.She just looked out from the small hole in the door, and when she saw her neighbor Auntie Ye coming, she hurriedly called out in a pleading tone: "Auntie Ye, Yan Li is hungry."

Auntie Ye looked at the iron lock hanging on the door, bent down, and looked at Yan Li's blood-stained face from the small hole in the door, a burst of sadness welled up in her heart.

She sighed and asked, "Yan Li, did mom hit you again?"

Yan Li nodded slightly.Aunt Ye's eyes were wet, and she quickly turned around and walked home.

Yan Li heard Aunt Ye's footsteps going away, and immediately ran to the rear window, holding the steel bars across the window frame with both hands, and tiptoed in anticipation.

After a while, Aunt Ye passed a steamed bun through the window, and Yan Li swallowed the steamed bun in a few mouthfuls.Aunt Ye looked at the devouring look, sighed helplessly, stretched her hand into the window with heartache, and stroked Yan Li's head...

Wang Yanyun and Yan Chao came back with meat.

Yan Li looked at the ice cream in her brother's hand, and heard his sucking sound with relish, she licked her lips, swallowing uncontrollably.

"Go away!" Mom slapped her across the face.

Seeing the fierce look on her mother's face, Yan Li retreated to her corner, squatted down and lowered her head, tears of grievance rolled out of her eyes again.

Wang Yanyun selected some lean meat, and put the fat meat into the pot to boil oil.

The tangy smell of meat and oil hit the nostrils, and the hungry Yan Li swallowed hard.

At five and a half years old, she has never had a full belly.

Taking advantage of her mother's opportunity to go to the bathroom, Yan Li couldn't stand the temptation of the scent anymore.

She timidly moved to the stove step by step, inhaled the tangy heat greedily, then carefully picked up a piece of meat residue with a spoon, raised it to her mouth with trembling little hands, blew gently, and couldn't wait to send it in. In the mouth, it smells so good!
She licked her lips, and picked up a larger piece of meat...

"Damn girl, I'm so hungry for you."

Mom's voice sounded like a thunderbolt above her head, and the meat scraps and spoons brought to her mouth were knocked to the ground.

Wang Yanyun grabbed her daughter's hair and slammed Yan Li's head against the wall. For Yan Li, this is a common occurrence. Long-term experience tells her that if she cries loudly, her mother will beat her harder. .

She endured the severe pain, shed tears, and let her mother wreak havoc.

Panting, Wang Yanyun still felt puzzled after brutally torturing her daughter for a while.

She suddenly saw the boiling oil pan, grabbed Yan Li's hair again, flipped her wrist so that Yan Li's head was turned upside down, then grabbed a piece of rag, wrapped it around Yan Li's chest, and clamped Yan Li with her thighs With one hand pinching Yan Li's mouth open, the other scooped up a spoonful of hot oil and poured it into Yan Li's mouth...

"Squeak—" A puff of white smoke rose from Yan Li's mouth.

"Wow—" Yan Li, who seldom cried, let out a heart-piercing cry.

The frenzied Wang Yanyun pinched her daughter's mouth tightly, and the grease and blood flowing from the corner of Yan Li's mouth stained her fat palms red, and dropped drops on the ground. Yan Li struggled desperately between her mother's legs...

That night, when her mother and her elder brother were having dinner, Yan Li moved her small bowl to her mother's side as usual, and forced out a low voice from her scorched little mouth: "Good mother, Yan Li wants to eat. "

Wang Yanyun didn't wait for her daughter to finish speaking, and yelled at her sharply: "I don't have your meal today, I'll see you later." She didn't even look at Yan Li, and started chewing meat.

Yan Li had no choice but to move to the corner of the wall step by step, squatting on the ground, gently stroking her painful lips and chin with her dirty little hands, tears rolling down...

On the second day, the third day... the seventh day, Yan Li seldom ate.

In the afternoon of the seventh day, she had diarrhea five or six times in a row.

Not only did Wang Yanyun not take Yan Li to the hospital for treatment, but instead he pinched Yan Li's ears and scolded: "Damn girl, damn it, you pull so much in a day."

After finishing speaking, he picked up a bamboo stick and beat Yan Li's buttocks and legs fiercely...

At night, Yan Li, who was bruised and bruised all over, was tormented by bursts of pain and was restless.

The endless pain made her cry like a river: Dad went to other places to work to earn money after the Chinese New Year.

In fact, even when her father was at home, Yan Li also couldn't get rid of being beaten and starved. Her father was sometimes more ruthless than her mother.

What Yanli looks forward to most is that Grandma Zhang from the village committee will come to her house. Every time Grandma Zhang comes, she will give her something to eat first, and then she will ask this and that with concern, just like a mother is good to her brother.

But she didn't dare to talk to Grandma Zhang, and her mother stared fiercely at her all the time, so she could only look at Grandma Zhang's kind face with tears and grateful eyes.

Yan Li felt unbearably thirsty, so she said to her mother in a begging voice: "Good mother, Yan Li is thirsty, Yan Li wants to drink water."

Wang Yanyun, who was watching TV, scolded impatiently; "You have so many troubles." As she spoke, she handed half a glass of water to Yan Li.Yan Li only took two sips, but she had to put down the cup in her hand because of the pain in the corner of her mouth and legs.

"Pa——" a slap hit her face again: "Damn girl, do your best to torment my old lady."

Yan Li covered her face and fell on the bed, and quietly fell asleep with tears in her eyes.In the early morning of the tenth day, she was squatting on the spittoon to urinate, and there was a sudden "bang", before Yan Li could finish saying "Mom", she fell to the ground forever: her eyes were wide open, as if she still wanted to take a good look Look at the world; her mouth is also opened wide, as if she still has a lot to say.

However, her eyes could no longer see, and her mouth could no longer speak.

Poor little Yanli died just like that.

But the matter was far from over. In order to avoid people's accusations, Wang Yanyun hurriedly took off the tattered clothes and pants from the corpse, and hurriedly put on the new clothes that Yan Li wanted to wear the most but had never worn before.

But when the public security experts who performed the autopsy unbuttoned Yan Li's clothes, they couldn't believe their eyes. He saw the same body of Yan Li as Ye Feng had seen just now.

At Yan Li's home, public safety experts also found a tattered woolen blanket that Yan Li had laid before her death in a corner under the closet, with blood stains on it.

Ye Feng recognized that this was the blanket Yan Li used to cover Wang Yanyun's mouth and nose.

Wang Yanyun was sentenced. On the first day she was released after serving her sentence, the first thing Wang Yanyun did was to rush to Yanli's grave, dig it up thoroughly, and pour all the ashes inside into the cesspit.

This was the last thing Wang Yanyun did to Yan Li.

"Tianshi Ye, how do you feel?"

There was a weird smile on the corner of Yan Li's mouth, but Ye Feng could no longer bring up his hatred for the devil baby.

He also finally knew why this devil baby was born with a devil's grudge.

Before and after her death, she had been abused by her biological mother, so how could she not have strong resentment?

This resentment is so strong that even if it becomes a demon, it still exists alive.

"It feels bad."

Ye Feng thought of the huge contrast between Wang Yanyun's selfless devotion to Yan Chao and his mistreatment of Yan Li.

"So, why are you blocking me!"

Yan Li growled and said, "Why don't you let me kill that demon?
Even if I am a demon, but she is more like a demon than me! "

Ye Feng was silent, and put down his Xiaolian sword box, "You can go to her to pay for your life, and I won't stop you.

But this woman, I want to take away. "

Ye Feng pointed at Du Xian'er and said.

"Hehe, how do you think this woman is better than that demon?" Yan Li smiled contemptuously, "She indiscriminately killed us who were ghost babies at that time to protect those demons.

Was she also part of that demon? "

"What?" Ye Feng frowned, "You mean, you ghost babies are all carrying resentment?"

"That's right." Yan Li said, "For example, the daughter of Ermazi's family just because she accidentally hurt her brother while changing his diaper, she was beaten to death by her parents.

They said that she didn't grow that thing herself, and she wanted to pull out her younger brother's.

For example, Ma Xiuqing's daughter was divorced just because she conceived before marriage and gave birth to a girl. She wanted to remarry, so she threw her daughter directly into the cesspit.

for example……"

Yan Li counted each item in detail, Ye Feng was also extremely shocked.

"Is that why ghost babies are all girls?"

"Yes."

"That's not right! Xian'er once said that there are also male ghost babies appearing in it!"

"It's because some boys with congenital defects were directly killed after birth for fear of dragging their families down, so they came to our place." Yan Li replied.

Feudalism, patriarchalism, and the supremacy of interests are the important factors that make so many ghost babies appear in this village.

"At that time, this woman suppressed us all indiscriminately. If it wasn't for the salvation of Paal Demon God, I am afraid that we poor children would have died long ago?"

Yan Li said self-consciously, "Pal Demon God raised our cultivation level to Demon Infant, so that we can continue to practice, obtain the current cultivation level, and take revenge again.

Why don't you let us go, why! "

Yan Li roared out, and Ye Feng also fell into a great conflict...

(End of this chapter)