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Living Funeral
Hearing the laughter from Shan, my heart sank. I felt like I was about to suffer.
What kind of game is this, with a kid no older than ten showing interest in eternal youth? Shouldn't he be at home playing video games? I asked Shan, "Do you know Li Qiang?"
Shan shook his head, indicating he didn't know him. Then he pulled out a knife and said to me, "I'll try your blood first."
I looked at Shan; the light here was dim, barely sustained by a flickering bulb. In such a harsh environment, this brat was ready to attack me. The pain quickly pierced my skin as he drank my blood like a beast.
Damn it, this pervert! At that moment, I no longer saw him as just a kid.
He drank for quite a while before stopping. His mouth was covered in blood; he wiped it with his hand and said, "Your blood tastes really sweet."
But just after he spoke, someone kicked him. He fell to the ground, and that person dragged Shan over to the edge of the abandoned building. With one hand, he tossed Shan down and cursed, "What are you doing? Did I allow you to touch him? Brat, you must be tired of living."
At that moment, Shan was hanging in the air, letting out terrified cries.
The man cursed at Shan, "Damn it, do you want to die?"
I recognized the voice immediately; it belonged to Li Qiang. Shan pleaded, "I know I was wrong! Please pull me back up!"
Li Qiang replied, "If you dare touch him again, I'll kill your whole family."
Shan was on the verge of tears. After hearing this, he hurriedly admitted his mistake, saying, "I won't do it again! Just pull me up!"
Once Li Qiang pulled Shan back up, I looked at the two of them. Honestly, I felt uneasy; blood was still dripping from my hands. I couldn't believe Li Qiang would let me go.
There had to be a reason for him hitting Shan. The kid's face was pale with fear; he didn't know Li Qiang before but certainly did now!
I spoke up to Li Qiang, "What exactly do you want?"
Li Qiang said to me, "It's simple, I want you to take care of me."
I didn't understand his words. Take care of him? So I asked, "Do you need money? If you need money, I can give it to you!"
Li Qiang suddenly raised his voice, "Listen up, I don't want money. Look at my skin." He stretched out his hand for me to see, and I noticed his skin was starting to age. It was just like that day on the road when the Old Witch harmed me. The only difference was that only his arm was aging.
Li Qiang glared at me fiercely and said, "So I want you to take care of me."
"Are you saying I should sustain you with my blood? Is my blood even useful?"
Li Qiang replied, "Your blood is definitely useful; you're a living being."
I didn't understand what Li Qiang meant. At that moment, my hand was still dripping blood. When Li Qiang saw it, his eyes lit up, and then he began to draw my blood like a mountain would.
Damn it, these two perverts are truly a match made in hell! I could understand Li Qiang doing this, but how could that kid be involved? I couldn't wrap my head around it. After a while, Li Qiang seemed satisfied and released my hand.
At this point, my head was spinning. I felt as if Li Qiang had wrapped my hand with a bandage.
I asked him, "Have you had enough? If you've had enough, let me go."
Li Qiang said, "Letting you go is impossible; from now on, you'll live here."
When I heard this, I was completely stunned. Was Li Qiang planning to imprison me? Was he going to keep me as a 'guinea pig'? The more I thought about it, the more terrified I became. But now I couldn't escape; I could only submit.
I sighed and fell silent.
The kid approached me suddenly and grabbed my hand with shining eyes. But in the next second, he was kicked to the ground by Li Qiang. Li Qiang angrily shouted, "Have you forgotten what I've told you?"
A ten-year-old child getting kicked like that by an adult didn’t even cry.
The kid got up, brushed off the dust from his clothes without saying a word, and squatted down to the side. Somehow, I found him even more terrifying.
I asked Li Qiang, "How did you meet him?"
Li Qiang replied, "He came to me himself, wanting to collaborate."
"Collaborate?" A ten-year-old child sought Li Qiang for cooperation. I felt an overwhelming sense of malice. Shan glanced at me sideways, and we spent the night like that. At some point, I fell asleep, and when I opened my eyes again, the sun had risen. The female corpses were already covered with black rain cloth.
The mouse and Black Cat were nowhere to be seen.
Li Qiang was still asleep, but Shan had already woken up. His face was pale, his head buried in his knees, yet he peered at me with one eye filled with malice.
Damn it, this kid might be the scariest child I've ever seen. Suddenly, Shan let out a sinister laugh and slowly stood up, holding a knife in his hand.
Seeing the knife made me panic immediately. I asked, "What do you want to do?" It was early morning, and he was holding a knife—was he planning to drink blood again? Li Qiang was still asleep; he must have wanted to take advantage of that to attack me.
What a schemer; is this really a ten-year-old child?
I said to Shan, "My blood is useless to you."
Shan approached me. I was about to call out to Li Qiang when unexpectedly, Shan walked right past me and headed straight for Li Qiang. I froze for a moment—what was Shan planning?
I speculated in my mind, but soon I understood. Shan plunged the knife directly into Li Qiang's chest without any hesitation. The motion was swift and decisive; there was no second thought involved. Damn it, even when killing a chicken, I'd think twice.
But when Shan drove the knife into Li Qiang's chest, there was no hesitation whatsoever. I stood there dumbfounded as Li Qiang let out a cry of pain. Once he reacted, he grabbed Shan by the neck and shouted angrily, "What the hell are you doing?"
Shan said, "This person is mine; who are you to stop me? His blood is so delicious! You can't drink it all by yourself; you deserve to die."
I was speechless...
I increasingly couldn't understand Shan. He pulled the knife out and stabbed it back in again. Li Qiang's forehead glistened with beads of sweat from the pain. Then he kicked Shan hard in the stomach, sending him stumbling backward. Li Qiang spat out a mouthful of blood while pressing on his chest.
Shan was ruthless in his actions—more so than Li Qiang could ever be.
Shan stood up and said, "Li Qiang, you might as well die." He then charged towards Li Qiang. I watched in disbelief as a boy of about ten attempted to kill an adult. The two engaged in combat, and by this time, the sun had risen, casting light on the scene where Li Qiang's blood was spilling everywhere.
Although Shan lacked the strength of Li Qiang, the latter was unarmed, which allowed Shan to stab him multiple times. More alarmingly, I noticed that Li Qiang's skin was starting to age rapidly; within moments, he looked like a man in his forties or fifties.
Shan cursed, "If you want to fight me, I'll make sure you die."
Li Qiang became increasingly panicked, emitting strange cries. I witnessed his aging firsthand; it was truly horrifying. His movements grew sluggish, and it became clear that he was no match for Shan anymore.
He turned to me and pleaded, "Aged, help me, please..."
Seeing Li Qiang in such a dire state was heartbreaking. I wanted to save him, but I was bound and unable to move. I realized that if I didn't free myself soon, once Li Qiang was dead, I would be next.
The thought sent chills down my spine; Li Qiang was on the brink of death.
I panicked as well and shouted back at Li Qiang, "If you want me to save you, then you need to free me first!"
Desperation filled me. Shan would undoubtedly kill me if Li Qiang died; it felt like my own death was imminent. Looking around at my surroundings made it clear that getting someone to rescue me would be nearly impossible.
I took a deep breath as Li Qiang continued to cry out for help. "Aged, please save me..."
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