After I traveled through the book, I gained a humanoid pendant

Chapter 215

Jing Xiaocui, her eyes blinded by the sticky blood, felt so weak that she was about to die, but she struggled to get up when she saw her son being stepped on in the chest.

"No...I didn't..."

Her stomach felt as heavy as a millstone. Jing Xiaocui stretched out her hands to grab Qi Jing's ankles, but was kicked away by him.

"Then where did you get this belly? Huh? Where did it come from!"

Qi Jing was so angry that his eyes were bloodshot. The crying baby girl also attracted his attention. The man stepped over the mother and child and grabbed one of the baby's feet. The whole baby was lifted upside down. Qi Jing was going to throw her directly onto the bed, but suddenly changed his mind and threw her heavily onto the bed, causing the baby to suffocate!

"If it wasn't for the fact that you can still sell it as a tribute, you would have been thrown to death today!" Qi Jing pointed at Jing Xiaocui's nose and cursed, "Just like that damn woman! You should all be strangled to death!"

Qi Yi was in so much pain that his body was soaked with cold sweat. He had no time to support his mother. He watched the man approach step by step, raising his leg to kick Jing Xiaocui in the stomach. His right hand, which had been hidden all along, finally reached the small stool that the man had thrown out when he fell. At the moment when the man raised his leg -

"Ah!!! I'll fight you!"

Qi jumped up, held the stool with all his strength, and threw it towards the man's lower body as he raised his legs!

Hit the bullseye!

Qi Jing instantly fell down screaming, holding his crotch. His face was covered with sweat as if it was soaked with water, and he screamed, "Ahhhhhhhhh——"!

"I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill you!" Qi Jing screamed crazily, and stretched out a hand to suddenly grab Qi Yi's ankle. The boy fell down due to inertia, and his arm was twisted at a strange angle.

"One by one! One by one!"

Jing Xiaocui cried and climbed up, shouting, "Stop hitting me! Stop hitting me!"

How could Qi Jing be persuaded by just a few words? He pinched Qi Yi's neck tightly, and the boy's face turned from white to red, and he was about to suffocate!

Jing Xiaocui yelled, "Let go! Let go!"

She tried to pry open the arms that were tightly stuck, but the strength was too different and the other party didn't move at all. Qi Yi kicked a few times with his feet weakly. The blood and tears on Jing Xiaocui's face mixed together: "Let go——"

"Let go!"

"Let go!"

"I told you to let go—"

With a dull thud, Qi Jing's head buzzed like a water tank that had been hit hard. The back of his head was severely hit, and blood gushed out of his eye sockets a beat later. The strength in his hands dissipated.

Qi Jing slowly turned his head and saw the woman who had always been weak and allowed herself to be beaten or scolded. She was holding the long stick that he had put back under the bed that night and was looking at him with horror. His hand loosened and the long stick fell to the ground, rolling far away with a crackling sound.

"cheap……"

Before he could finish the last word, Qi Yi, who was coughing so hard that he was about to vomit, stumbled to the ground, picked up a small stool, and slapped the man in the face. The dark face finally became deformed, and blood flowed down like stagnant water, soaking a circle of dirty ground.

Qi Yi threw away the bloody stool in his hand with a bang, and looked at his mother, tears streaming down his face, leaving two bloody streaks:

"mother--"

The young boy helped his shocked mother sit down, then staggered to the bedside, and used his unbroken arm to feel his sister's breath to confirm that she was still alive. He hugged his sister and put her into his arms with difficulty. He walked to Jing Xiaocui's side with great pain and took his mother's hand:

"Let's go find the doctor."

Jing Xiaocui's hands were shaking like leaves in the wind, and she trembled and said, "I killed someone, I killed someone..."

Qi Yi grasped the thin wrist tightly: "He deserved to die!"

Jing Xiaocui's face turned pale as a ghost. She shook off the boy's hand and said, "Go, Yiyi, go quickly!"

"Take your sister and run! You can go anywhere, just run! I killed someone, if we run together, we can't escape, we will definitely be caught, so run!"

Qi Yi was so anxious that he was sweating profusely: "Mom! Let's go together! You have to see a doctor!"

Jing Xiaocui's tears flowed like an endless stream: "I can't leave. I had a dream last night. I dreamed that a child wrapped in a straw mat crawled towards me. There was not a piece of good meat on her body, and her mouth and nose were full of dirt. She asked me to be her mother. I was speechless and couldn't refuse. I watched her crawl into my stomach..."

Qi Yi felt as if he had fallen into an icy cave. He felt a chill from the back of his heart to the back of his head, and almost dropped his sister to the ground. At this moment, no matter how much pain he felt in his body, it was not even one thousandth as much as the regret in his heart.

"Mother...it's me who hurt you, mother..."

Qi Yi's face was immediately covered with tears. He briefly told Jing Xiaocui about the strange things and noises that had happened in recent days, as well as how he had dug a hole in the corner of the house that was only filled with straw.

The woman who had lived a life of hardship and poverty heard this and just continued to cry, as if she wanted to shed all her tears. At this time, she hugged Qi Yi and her sister tightly in her arms and kept comforting them:

"It's not Yi Yi's fault. It's my mother's fate. She deserves this disaster. If I hadn't stayed with this man who killed his daughter and abused his wife..."

Qi Yi's heart was pounding. He couldn't accept that his mother was going to die for this. He didn't want to waste another quarter of an hour, so he just grabbed Jing Xiaocui's arm and tried to pull his mother out of the door:

"It's okay, mom. It's okay. Let's go find the blind Taoist priest. He must have a solution. Let's go find a doctor and take the abortion medicine. Mom, I have money. I have saved up money!"

Jing Xiaocui stopped Qi Yi's action: "If you kill someone, you must pay your life. If you owe a debt, you must pay it back. Yiyi, mother, stay here. The government has come to arrest me. Return the money you have saved to Doctor Zhang. He gave you medicine on credit when your sister was born. Don't worry about me anymore. You must take good care of your sister and keep her alive..."

Qi Yi was angry and anxious, and wanted to explain, but suddenly he heard a commotion in the village, like the rumbling thunder before a storm, and someone shouted "Catch him", and the footsteps were as chaotic as a herd of cattle running!

"Go! Go! They must have heard someone calling the police!" Jing Xiaocui hurriedly pushed Qi Yi away, but Qi Yi suddenly had a bad feeling. How could the government come so quickly?

"Mom! No! Quick! Let's hide!"

The noise on the street was getting closer and closer. Qi Yi had no intention of going out to look. He heard Erniu from the neighbor's house yelling "Don't catch my mother", but the noisy footsteps and the crowd's demonic slogans covered up all resistance.

The three rooms can be seen from end to end at a glance, and the only places that can hide people are the wooden cabinet in the main room and the water tank in the kitchen.

You can't hide, you will be found.

Qi Yi grabbed Jing Xiaocui's hand, and with his other arm, he reluctantly held his unconscious sister, saying, "Mom, let's go. If you don't come with me, I'll be killed right here. The three of us are united in purpose and will live together!"

Jing Xiaocui looked at the young man in front of her who knew her chest height, and finally gritted her teeth and followed Qi Yi out to escape.

Qi Yi pushed open the door of the main room and did not go out through the front yard. Instead, he pulled his mother and hurriedly fled to the unfenced area in the backyard.

"Let's go up the back mountain first!"

As the three of them climbed over a large piece of rubble leaning against the foot of the mountain, they heard the sound of their front door being kicked in. The slogans of the crowd finally revealed their true colors clearly, like lightning before a rainstorm.

In the deep or high-pitched voice of a man, sixteen words stepped on the same drumbeat and broke into people's eardrums:

"——The mountain god takes a concubine! Spread the branches and leaves! Offer your wife voluntarily! Avoid being punished by the gods!"