When eating, everyone will have a small meal cup, just like putting meals in prison. When the time comes, someone will carry a bucket in.

There is no such thing as rice or vegetables. The rice they eat is always soup, and there is no idea what kind of thing they mix into soup.

To this day, when I think of the taste of the soup, Shadow can't help but feel disgusted.

It seems that there are everything inside, such as rotten sweet potatoes, broken potatoes, vegetable leaves, soil, and sometimes dead mice.

But everyone still doesn't care, especially when they encounter dead mice, they will eat more fragrantly because they finally have a meaty smell. No matter what kind of meat it is, it is better than clear soup and watery.

Most of the vegetable leaves are the kind that is picked up from the ground after the market has scattered, and no one wants it, but has been stepped into mud sauce.

Almost every time he didn't have enough food. In Shadow's memory, he never had enough food because the cup he gave them was too small.

At the beginning, Shadow always filled a large cup, but every time she finished eating and wanted to serve the second cup, there was nothing in the bucket.

Even the residue and leftover rice were rinsed with water and eaten.

Later, Shadow thought of a solution. At the beginning, he only served half a cup of vegetable soup, and then finished it quickly and went to serve it again immediately. The second time he filled it with a cup.

In this way, he ate half a cup of soup more than before. With this method, Shadow can eat a little more than others every time.

Many people starve to death because they are not full or have bad food, and suddenly die when they are working. They are used to this kind of thing and have no reaction to dead people.

Shadow had no thoughts at that time. His daily content was work, two meals, and sleep. He never thought about what would happen in the future. When would such a life end up.

It's like a machine in a factory. As long as it is plugged in and the parts of the machine are not broken, it will keep running. He has never thought about other things.

He never thought about what the outside world looked like. He didn't even have such a distinction between the outside world and the factory world. There was only one world in his mind, and he was born like this.

It’s like garbage is born as garbage and will be swallowed by flies and maggots.

He didn't feel that the big factory owner was so bad, because everyone around him was like this, everyone was eating and living together, and he was still good and never died.

He did think about death, and he was sure that he would die at some point in the near future, but he didn't know when it would actually come.

I lived to be seven years old in a daze.

That day, as usual, he got up at five o'clock in the morning and started working, but at this moment, he heard some strange sounds from the roar of the machine.

He had never heard these sounds before, as if they were shouting from people.

Before this, he always thought that only machines would yell, and that people should work quietly.

But he heard the shouts getting louder and louder, and finally the factory gate was opened. The factory owner and his men rushed in with blood all over.

There was a huge fear in their eyes, looking for places to hide everywhere, but no matter where they hid, they felt that it was not safe enough and they were trembling all over.

Shadow saw a hole in the factory owner's body, and blood flowed out of it, as if he hadn't noticed it at all.

He seemed to see the child who was dragged into the machine and his arms were skewed off. He seemed to have experienced the feeling of blood-filled bones splashing on his face again.

Then he saw two people walking in from the factory gate, a young woman with a young girl about the same height as him.

When I saw the two of them, the people hiding in the factory workshop shouting in panic and hoarsely, it seemed as if I had seen the most terrifying thing.

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The fear was even spreading and contagious. Children in the workshop started screaming, and they dodged aimlessly.

After knowing that he had been discovered, the factory owner stopped hiding and walked out and knelt in front of the young woman and the little girl.

At this time, he gradually saw the faces of the two of them clearly. He had never seen such a beautiful person growing up, and even had no closeness.

Everyone around him had seen before was dirty, but their bodies were so clean and looked spotless, as if they could avoid dust or dust avoiding them at any time.

The factory owner knelt on the ground and cried and begged for mercy, saying that he had done something wrong and asked them to spare him.

Shadow didn't understand what he meant, so why did he beg a woman and a little girl to spare him with such weakness.

The young woman seemed unmoved, looked at the little girl beside her, patted her head gently, and said, "Go, Xiaolian."

The little girl walked very well towards the kneeling factory owner and the people around him, and she looked like a very cute little girl, and even a slight smile on her face.

But what happened in the next scene shocked him.

The little girl walked to the kneeling person, the factory owner lay on the ground and kissed her feet, while the others kept kowtowing on the ground. Some even knocked their heads, but they still didn't care.

The factory owner first kissed, and then licked the little girl's shoes with his tongue. That looked really disgusting.

The little woman slowly took out a bright knife from her waist and used it to make people feel cold, but when the shadow looked at it, she felt extremely friendly, familiar, and comfortable all over, as if she was reunited with an old friend after a long separation.

A man kneeling on the ground saw the little girl's actions, and immediately pulled a knife from his waist and chopped her. Just as the shadow raised his heart to his throat, the man's movement suddenly stopped.

Shadow suddenly saw a lot of blood splattering out of his neck. Inexplicably, Shadow actually felt that the scene was very beautiful.

The blood curtain formed by blood was like a butterfly flying in his eyes, so beautiful and so vivid.

Shadow felt that it was the most vivid thing he had ever seen. He had the urge to go over and grab the butterfly, urging Shadow's body to take a few steps forward.

Unfortunately, the blood butterfly did not exist for long, and in just a short while, it disappeared, leaving only something like an ugly pupae robe hanging from the man's throat.

Before the man could lift his knife, he fell down, his eyes were still wide open, and even his throat was still hissing and breathing.

The people next to him were even more scared when they looked at it. The factory owner collapsed to the ground, hugging the little girl's pants legs and burst into tears. The shadow believed that the factory owner had incontinence.

But the little girl was unmoved. Just when her trouser legs were being held, she raised her knife and fell again, so blood butterflies flew out of the throats of those people, as if they had been bound for too long, and they flew away from their bodies very quickly.

When each blood butterfly came out, Shadow moved forward a few steps closer, and a total of five blood butterflies flew out, and Shadow gradually leaned over.

The young woman who had been standing behind her found the little boy who kept leaning over, which was different from other children.

While everyone else was screaming and hiding everywhere, he was extremely quiet and kept getting closer.

The young woman saw excitement and desire in his eyes, and she wanted to know what the child was going to do.

The little girl also noticed him. She tilted her head and looked at the dirty child, smiling cutely.

Since Shadow came here, he has almost never seen anyone laugh, so he never laughed. He didn't know that laughing could be so beautiful.

That beauty shocked him, and it seemed to melt him. He felt that he had become a blood butterfly, but he was not a blood butterfly with a soft and vulnerable body, he was a blood butterfly with bones.

He wanted to rush into other people's throats again and again, release the blood butterflies hidden in their throats, and release his companions because he seemed to hear their call.

Plop, plop, isn't it just the screams of blood butterflies?

The shadow gradually walked to the little girl's side, and the factory owner collapsed to the ground. He stopped roaring, just cried, stammering, completely forgot to beg for mercy.

The death of his companion had completely scared him. He seemed to see the space in front and suddenly opened a door, and something inside the door was calling his name.

Shadow took the knife from the little girl's hand, and he grabbed the factory owner's hair with his hand and picked up his head.

The young woman looked at the little boy with interest. Although the little boy was dirty, he exuded a kind of power, which was very evil. The young girl knew that the power came from the darkness.

Shadow carried the factory owner's head and exposed his thick neck. The factory owner's eyes were already a little dull.

He couldn't even see who was holding his head, but he just felt like an irresistible force, which was a call.

Shadow slowly raised his hand and slashed at his neck very quickly. The movement was more powerful than ever before.

It was like at that moment of the day when he was seven years old, he suddenly came back to life and had life again.

The factory owner's neck was instantly cut open, and the blood butterfly struggled and flew out from his throat. For the first time, a smile appeared on the Shadow's face.

He pointed to the factory owner's neck and said, "Butterfly..."

The blood butterfly flew away and the factory owner slowly fell down.

The little girl looked at the dirty little face of the shadow and said happily, "Follow us."

The young woman did not stop her. Shadow held the knife and felt a huge door in front of her eyes opened to him. Countless lights shot out inside, making him unable to open his eyes.
Chapter completed!