Time Travel: My whole family is a villain

"Pinch people."

"Strength."

"Press your heart."

"Strength."

Jiang Changtian and Jiang Feng just came back.

Mianmian heard the sound and went out to pick it up.

Then she heard some movement in the house. She pushed the door back and found her aunt lying on the ground...

The first thing I thought of was first aid.

Could this be a heart attack or a cerebral infarction?

But her small body definitely couldn't do it, so she pushed the door open.

Call brother and dad to come over.

The ancients also took first aid measures and pinched people.

Beat your chest.

When the second shot was taken, Yin Gu opened her eyes.

Only when she saw the two people in front of her and the little Mianmian lying next to her did she regain her composure.

"I am fine."

At this time, Aniang and Ajie also heard the sound and came over.

Aunt Yin asked Sister Yu to take Mianmian away.

Jiang Changtian asked Xia Mei to cook a soothing medicine.

Then close the door.

They were all top-notch people. From the look in Aunt Yin's eyes, he knew that Aunt Yin had something to say alone.

Sure enough, Yin Gu tremblingly took out the painting Mian Mian painted from under her body.

At the last moment when she fainted from fright, she actually remembered to hide the painting. Probably because she didn't have time, she hid it under her body. She was so frightened that she fainted.

Aunt Yin has also seen many dead people.

But it was still a little too frightening.

The ancients respected the body more.

The hair and skin of the body are protected by parents and cannot be damaged easily.

Even if he is dead, he will not mess with the body. He will peel the body apart and see what it looks like.

But in this painting, one side of the face is very beautiful, which can be said to be a rare beauty. The eyebrows, eyes, neck, nose and lips are all beautiful, and the combination is also very beautiful.

But on the other side, things underneath the skin are drawn. It’s hard to imagine that those things are really wrapped under the skin of a human scalp?

Blood vessels one by one?Meat strips?bone?teeth?

That frame, that direction of bleeding, that one by one can actually be connected.

Can a normal person draw this?

Can a normal child draw this?

They couldn't imagine it was like this because no one had ever peeled it or cut it open.

Even if it's a coward, it won't be like this.

It's impossible to cut it in such detail.

Jiang Changtian was also shocked when he saw this painting.

Jiang Feng was even more frightened when he saw this painting and couldn't say a word.

"It's okay, it's okay, don't be scared, it's okay, children's eyes are clear and they can see things that ordinary people can't, it's okay." Jiang Changtian himself was also frightened by the painting.

It is a genetic instinct of human beings to be frightened by the corpses of their own kind, which prevents humans from cannibalizing each other.

Jiang Changtian noticed that Feng'er's body was shaking slightly.

There are still too few kills.

In fact, it's okay.

Aunt Yin also recovered. Listening to her master's explanation, it seemed to make sense.

Mianmian's eyes are always very different.

It's just too scary.

"It's okay, Aunt Yin, I scared you, please rest for a while." Jiang Changtian put away the painting and took Brother Feng out.

Jiang Changtian took the painting and walked a long way with his son. They came to the place where they usually ride horses. There was no one around and it was a wide place.

Jiang Changtian found a seat and sat down. He could see the scene in the village and the location outside the village.

The view here is very good.

"Feng'er is hiding something from dad."

Seeing his sister's paintings, Jiang Feng felt as if he had returned to the dark underground.

Watching the corpse slowly rotting from flesh to bones, and then the bones slowly rotted, shattered, and merged with the soil. There was no light, only endless darkness, which lasted forever.

At this moment, Jiang Feng's tears were like spring water.

Jiang Changtian actually also discovered some strange changes in Feng'er.

He had always been a lothario before he was injured.

Even when he speaks, he doesn't listen much.

But after that injury, he suddenly grew up overnight, as if he changed overnight, becoming much more sensible, obedient and calm.

But Feng'er didn't want to say what happened.

He almost put his son under his nose and found nothing unusual.

Now it seems that there are still abnormalities in reality.

He put his arm around his son's shoulders, patted his arm hard, and said: "It's okay, it's okay, Feng'er, it's okay. If you have anything, you can tell daddy. You don't have to hide it from daddy. Dad will bear it." live."

Hearing his father's words, Jiang Feng cried even harder.

He was a manly man, crying and sobbing.

Trembling all over.

"I know why my sister is like this and why she can draw this painting."

Jiang Feng gritted his teeth and said word by word.

He told his father about the scene where he almost died from the injury and what he saw.

Several times in the middle, he opened his mouth wide and paused, unable to speak any further.

Looking at the smoke rising from the village, he continued.

"That idiot Jiang Xiaoyu lost himself. Me, Mianmian, and my mother-in-law were all buried together. Suddenly one day, I couldn't hear the crying above anymore. Dad, you don't know where you went. Suddenly I woke up. Come, I found something different. I came back to life, my strength became much stronger, and my brain became much smarter."

Jiang Changtian listened to his son's words without interrupting a word.

But the blood flow in his body slowed down, and his hands and feet became cold.

It turned out that he couldn't bear it.

He really couldn't bear such a result.

Jiang Changtian also opened his mouth several times, but said nothing.

Because the action of opening your mouth can greatly stretch the facial muscles to prevent tears from falling.

"I think my sister came back from there. She died very early. Even though she came back from there, she didn't understand much. But because she stayed underground all the time, she liked to play with ants, so she could draw bones. Painting a corpse, her body should also have some changes.”

Jiang Changtian grabbed his son's shoulders, sat next to him, and listened to him talk about his experience.

Somehow, he knew, that's what they were going through.

Because if Feng'er died that time, everything seemed to be predictable.

He is not in good health and cannot take care of Sister Yu. She may be stupid and sell herself and lose her. He and Xia Mei will go to find Sister Yu, but they will also lose Mianmian. Mianmian She looked very similar to him. Mrs. Jiang definitely didn't want her to live, so she would be poisoned to death. Xia Mei wanted to take revenge, so her neck was broken and she was killed with one move.

He was the only loser left alive.

What can he do alive?

He wanted to kill everyone in the world to bury his wife and children with him.

"Nothing, nothing, really, Feng'er, it's just a nightmare. You came back to life, Mianmian is here, Sister Yu is here, mother and father are here, and now there's Aunt Yin, it's okay, days It will get better and better." Jiang Changtian comforted his son.

Every word, the voice is gentle.

It's like magic.

Jiang Feng's heaving chest gradually calmed down.

His eyes were red and he said: "Dad, if Mianmian is different, don't think of her as a monster. She, she is Mianmian, my sister, and your child. She is very well-behaved. She was in her previous life. Life was too short, she couldn't even breathe for a while. She was lying in that small coffin. It was too small and could only occupy a corner. Dad, what I want most in this life is that Mianmian can live a long life. Jiujiu, live a hundred years and a thousand years, and make up for what was not enough in the previous life.”

Mianmian, who was playing with ant blocks in the yard, suddenly burst into tears.

She has good hearing.

So I heard my brother and dad talking.

She didn't expect them to be so miserable.

What a desperate scene it would be if she didn't have a spiritual spring and all her family died, leaving her father alone.

As she cried, more and more ants gathered on the ground, more and more ants.

Because Xiaoshu felt a big change in his little master's mood, he was a little panicked.

Jiang Changtian comforted his son.

He walked back slowly.

Walking very slowly, stepping on the ground one foot after another, feeling the hardness of the mud.

What would it be like to lie down on such a muddy floor, unable to turn over or move?

He didn't cry. Hearing his son talk about such a tragic experience, he actually didn't shed a single tear.

Instead, I looked at Mianmian’s paintings seriously.

Mian Mian's paintings are excellent, with vivid flesh and blood and rounded bones.

This person must be Jiang Wan.

Jiang Wan is a beautiful girl, with beautiful bones and flesh.

Jiang Changtian walked back step by step without crying or shedding tears. He thought numbly, what would he do if his family were gone and he was left alone in the world?

What will he do, he will go crazy, he will kill people, he will subvert this dynasty, and he will bury everyone with him.

Every extra moment he lives is to let one more of them die.

Beyond that, he has no reason to live.

Hell is empty, the devil is on earth.

He believes he can do it.

Jiang Changtian walked to the door of his house and saw Mianmian surrounded by ants. When he saw her sitting in a pile of ants, tears streaming down her face, she reached out to him for a hug.

Jiang Changtian walked over and gently picked up the child.

"Don't be afraid, daddy is here." Jiang Changtian finally shed tears. He saw ants surrounding a small corpse and eating her bit by bit. She was so soft and she could only smile when she was born.