Super Thrilling Live Broadcast Chapter 506: Faceless
Chapter 506 Faceless Man
Blood flowed from the bright yellow beak, and fell drop by drop on the bright red feathers on the bird's chest. The originally bright feathers became even more glaring.
The tall boy shook his hand, looked at the bird on the ground, and realized that he had caused a catastrophe. The bird should have been raised by the dean, but now he accidentally killed it.
"Fu Ming, hurry up." He dragged the short boy and ran outside, and before leaving, he still threatened the hunchbacked boy: "If you dare to tell the dean about this, you will never feel better in the future. "
The tall boy was older than the others, and his voice was a bit rough. His huge head was shaking back and forth, matching the expression on his face, making people feel a little disgusted.
The two children, one tall and one short, left. The hunchbacked boy walked up to the little bird. He squatted down and looked at the robin who had been thrown to the ground.
The gray feathers were stained dark red by his own blood, the cute and small body was deformed by the tall man, the small head was half hung on the neck, and a lot of the fluff around it had fallen off.
Life is very fragile, just grabbing or falling, death will come as promised.
The hunchbacked boy reached out and grabbed the robin's wings, and slowly spread them out. He didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, and silently put the bird's body back into the cage, and closed the cage.
I suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in my heart. I wonder if it was because of the sympathy I saw when I saw the passing of life? Or was it the hunchback boy's act of putting the robin carcass back in its cage? I can't tell myself.
Put the birdcage back in place, the hunchbacked boy wiped off the shoe prints on the chair with his own clothes, and walked out the door, his hunchback became more obvious, as if his small body was carrying an invisible weight Hill-like.
The boy left the dean's office. Although I was very curious about the office, I thought I might find some information about Mr. Chen after a careful search, but in order not to lose track of the hunchbacked boy, I temporarily restrained my curiosity and followed him. Then left the office.
Standing in the teaching building and looking out, it was already pitch black outside. There was no clock inside the building, and the entire orphanage was shrouded in a dull atmosphere.
After the hunchbacked boy came out of the dean's office, he went directly to the first floor and hurried into the first classroom at the corner of the first floor.
I didn't dare to follow in, and hid at the back door to peek.
I came to this classroom in the evening. At that time, I just felt that it was very broken, and there was no other feeling.
Now when I watch it again at night, the scene in the classroom has become a little scary.
The room was full of people, and on every chair sat a deformed doll with withered limbs and a huge head.
"These children all changed at night?!" I was surprised, and when I glanced at the podium, I saw a different "monster".
This is an adult, he should be the teacher of the orphanage. His appearance is different from those big-headed children, but it is also very strange.
The height is about 1.8 meters, and the proportions of the body organs are very normal, except that his stomach, the top of the head and the left side of the face each have an extra hand!
"What kind of image is this? Five hands?" There is nothing scary about people and hands alone, but when these things are combined, they will feel very scary.
"The characters in the dream are not completely fictitious, and most of them have certain symbolic meanings. If this is the dream of a little boy with a hunchback, why does the teacher and classmates look like this at night in the eyes of this child? "
"Start class now." The male teacher knocked on the dilapidated blackboard, wrote a few lines on it, and after assigning some tasks, he moved a better chair and leaned on it comfortably , do not give lectures, but the eyes keep wandering in the class.
The children in the classroom are of different ages. This classroom should be reserved for preschool children and low-grade orphans. The children flip through the textbooks on the table. Only a very small number of people are reading and learning, and most of them are just doing Make a show, and then slowly start to play around, as long as you don't make too much noise, the male teacher on the podium will not bother.
"In such a simple environment and such an irresponsible teacher, how can the quality of teaching be guaranteed?" My eyes focused on the hunchbacked boy, who was sitting close to the wall, his eyes fixed on the books on the table, motionless , seems to be in a daze.
"Class at night? This school is really weird." I didn't think too deeply, just watched quietly, when suddenly the sound of unhurried footsteps came from the other side of the corridor, I ducked into the corridor, took out my phone and used the camera watch.
"Does this person sound familiar to me?" The owner of the footsteps was wearing a conservative light-colored suit and was very plainly dressed. He had a book in his armpit and a bird in his other hand. cage.
"Isn't this the birdcage in the dean's office? Could it be that he is the dean? Mr. Chen from more than 20 years ago?!" I couldn't wait to move the camera, and when this person's face was captured, I was stunned .
The well-proportioned body is in line with the proportions of normal people, and nothing has grown out, but I still feel a little horrified when I look at the picture on the phone screen.
This man, he has no face.
It's not that the facial features are blurred, but that there is no face, nothing, eyes, nose and mouth.
"The faceless man? This person's temperament and figure are very similar to Chen Lao, but why does he appear in such an image in the dream?" The image of each person in the dream is created based on the memory of the dream owner. This is the image of Mr. Chen twenty years ago in the mind of the dream master.
"Is there no face because my memory is blurred? Or is it subconsciously not wanting to recall that face, and the memory is self-protecting?" At this time, it would be nice if Truman was there, but unfortunately he also entered the dream one step ahead of me: "But I hope there will be no accidents for him, the difficulty of this dream is really amazing."
The faceless man entered the classroom carrying the birdcage, there was a sudden noise inside, the chairs and tables were moved, and the students who were playing around returned to their seats, taking out a book at random and pretending to be serious about reading.
The teacher with hands on the top of his head and stomach quickly stood up from his chair, bowed his head and said, "Dean, why are you here?"
"It's just some small things, and it will delay you for two or three minutes." Hearing this voice, I immediately confirmed that this faceless man was Mr. Chen.
I quietly walked out from the corner, and went back to the original position to peek: "How can he make a sound without a mouth on his face?"
Every time he spoke, the skin on Chen Lao's face trembled like water waves, looking very weird and scary.
"Please." The male teacher stepped aside, and Mr. Chen stood in the middle of the podium, gently placing the birdcage in his hand on the podium.
"Children, what do you see in this birdcage?" Old Chen's voice could not hear any particular emotion, neither anger nor anger, and his posture didn't look like he wanted to punish anyone at all.
"Sparrow."
"A little gray bird."
"The dead body of a bird."
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The children gave various answers, Old Chen slowly turned his head, his blank face finally turned to the hunchbacked boy sitting in the corner.
Gripping the textbook, the little boy said, "Blood and feathers."
"Blood and feathers?" Mr. Chen seemed quite satisfied with the hunchbacked boy's answer: "Coagulated blood symbolizes death and despair, and fluttering feathers represent freedom and hope. Little guy, your answer is very interesting. But today I want to That’s not what I said, some of you did something wrong, I hope he can take the initiative to stand up and admit his mistakes.”
The male teacher on the side knows how to read words and expressions, and quickly realized: "Who killed the robin raised by the dean? Come on out! Now take the initiative to admit your mistake, and the dean will forgive you. If I find out, I will punish him to go to the playground..."
The male teacher was interrupted by Mr. Chen, he waved his hand: "Don't scare the child, I just asked casually."
The classroom was silent for more than ten seconds, and suddenly the tall boy sitting at the back of the classroom stood up.
Seeing the mockingbird killer stand up, the hunchbacked boy widened his beautiful eyes, raised his head, and slowly straightened his back.
"Foxit, you killed the dean's mockingbird?"
The male teacher's voice was very stern, the tall boy's voice trembled, his huge head was shaking desperately, and he decisively pointed at the hunchbacked boy.
"It was him! It was he who killed the dean's robin. Fuming and I both saw it! He tore off the bird's wings, pressed his fingers on the bird's neck, and finally threw the bird on the ground On the ground!"