C15 He Took Care of Those Years by Tang Zhiyan(14)

Shen Xisheng was tied to a chair in the middle of a gloomy and scary cabin. His eyes were covered with black ribbons and his mouth was sealed with tape. His body was tied with thick ropes, as if he was afraid that Shen Xisheng would run away.

In the wooden house, the orange light flickered. It should be a very old lamp. Sometimes it even made hissing sounds, which made people's scalps numb. The ground was full of potholes and dirty water that reeked of stench. Small puddles could be seen everywhere, making it difficult for people to step down.

The walls in the corner seemed to have fallen off for a long time, and black mold was already growing on the walls. From time to time, a few damp bugs would crawl out of the walls. It was a frightening sight.

Shen Xisheng, who was sitting on the chair, had already woken up. The wound on his forehead, which had been hit by the handle of the knife, had not been bandaged up until now. The wound had been solidified by blood, but the blood flowed down his forehead to half of his face. It was a little scary.

He felt that everything in front of his eyes was black, and his mouth was also sealed by someone. Shen Xisheng whimpered a few times. The tape was too tight. It was completely impossible.

He could only use all his sensory systems to pay attention to his surroundings. He smelled a pungent smell. It was a bit rotten. It was like something was pressed in a corner and dug out.

There was also a very strong smell of blood.

The surroundings were quiet, but from time to time, there were a few sorrowful cries of apes. In the forest?

Shen Xisheng's feet were tied up, but he could still step on the ground. He stamped his feet on the ground and listened attentively to the sounds.

It felt like the sound of wood. But why was there still that fluffy mud? It was because he felt a little soft when he stepped on it. Or rather, there was soil on the wooden board!

If it was not beyond his expectations, Shen Xisheng should have been brought to an abandoned house on the back of the mountain by Gu Chengran.

Could this place be where Chu Chu was dismembered? Because he smelled a strong smell of blood. It should be human blood. Why did Gu Chengran bring him here? Or rather, he had to experience Chu Chu's death!

Shen Xisheng panicked when he thought of this. He made a sound with his throat. Although it was not bright, it was loud. He persisted for a while, but his throat could not hold on. It did not take long for his vocal cords to break. He felt a burning pain in his throat and had to stop.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Shen Xisheng coughed a few times. His throat was extremely hoarse. Coughing made him feel pain in his heart and eyes.

At this moment, there were footsteps outside the door. He calmed down. He pricked his ears and listened attentively. This sound of footsteps was exactly the same as the sound of Gu Chengran stomping his feet in Tang Zhiyan's bedroom. There seemed to be some swooshing sound approaching along with it.

In an instant, the door was kicked open. It seemed that it could not bear Gu Chengran's torment and let out a painful cry.

He hummed a happy tune and walked step by step towards Shen Xisheng, who was in the middle of the room. He came closer and stopped in front of him.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk. Ah, it's so badly mutilated. Do you need me to bandage it for you?" The voice was terrifying and made people shiver.

When he saw that the other party did not reply, he remembered that Shen Xisheng's mouth was glued to the tape. "Oh," he suddenly realized. He reached out his devil claw and grabbed the end of the tape and tore it open. He didn't stop at all.

Shen Xisheng suddenly felt a burning pain in his mouth. It was as if his sealed skin had been torn off along with his flesh and blood. Indeed, that piece of skin was swollen and swollen. Blood oozed out from some parts of it. The skin on his lips had also been torn apart. Blood flowed out one drop after another.

It filled his entire lips. It was a little scary, but also a little bewitching. It was like a red enchantress, bright and dazzling.

"What are you going to do?"