There’s an Evil Spirit Here Chapter 221: Porphyrin (bǔ) phyrin (lín) disease
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Captain Fei walked out of the dilapidated wooden house, raised his hand and extended a palm,
Tick,
A drop of rain smashed into his palm.
At this moment, outside the house, it is raining drizzle, and in the distance of the sky, the dull thunder is fading away.
Captain Fei was feeling the temperature of his body surface, watching the drizzle in front of him, and the sound of thunder fading away, spring rain?
Does it happen around March, April, or May?
Captain Fei's eyes are groaning.
At this time, as the thunder went away, the rain gradually ceased, the dark clouds above my head dissipated, and the sun was gradually shining down, and the sky was raining and clearing.
Captain Fei closed his eyes and felt the warmth of the sun shining on the skin of his cheeks, and then felt the cool breeze after the spring rain. The fishy smell on the Internet, everything in front of me is so real.
"Since it is a memory playback, then there will soon be a host of grievances..." Captain Fei opened his eyes suddenly, and a sharp light flashed by, his expression on his face was calm and calm.
He looked at him,
A lake,
A pier,
A dilapidated wooden house,
Not far away, there are scattered houses built by the lake, as well as a few fishing boats docked on the shore. These fishing boats are all ancient fishing boats.
Something like the most common awning boat in the land of fish and rice in the south of the Yangtze River before the liberation of the whole country.
The boat canopy is woven into a semicircle with bamboo strips, which covers the hull tightly. People can make a fire and cook, eat, drink, and sleep in it. There are also long and short wood pulps. People can use both hands and feet to paddle. The ship has many advantages, such as long and narrow, low underwater resistance, and no delay in transporting goods and occupants.
The environment in front of you is obvious. This is a small fishing village that relies on the lake for a living. The entire fishing village has only a few dozen households. It is very small, and this small fishing village is still very backward and poor.
"Is this a memory that happened in the last century?"
"Huh?"
Captain Fei was suddenly surprised. He turned his head and looked at the dilapidated wooden house behind him. He saw that there was originally an empty wooden house on the walls except for him. I don’t know when it was in that tall one, not for children. Under the square wooden table, there is a famous little boy squatting with his hands on his knees.
Perhaps because of the poverty and backwardness of this era, the little boy is severely malnourished and is almost skinny and scrawny. What is even more strange is that the little boy's whole body is covered under a large adult shirt that does not match his size, covering all the exposed skin.
"A square table with four stools as high as the table... This should be a family of three, or a family of four. The parents are not there because they continue to go out fishing on such rainy days. Do you subsidize poor families?"
"What's the situation with this little boy hiding under the table? This little boy is the origin of everything?"
Captain Fei did not act immediately.
He knows that the evil spirit banned in the underworld weapon has not really appeared yet. It is just a kind of memory playback now. No matter how much he does, it is futile. So he waited quietly, but he was always vigilant. Ready to fight back at any time.
He is not worried about the safety of his old comrades.
Handling scenes like this is what his old comrade-in-arms of the mentally awakened is good at, and he is even better than him.
At this moment, the rain has passed and the sky has cleared, and the sun is getting bigger and bigger.
The little boy under the table seemed to be afraid of the sun, tightly wrapped around the adult's clothes, and his body shrank further back under the wooden table.
"Is it because of the fear of being exposed to the sun?" Captain Fei could only passively watch the memory playback in front of him.
"Aliang, come out and play together."
"Aliang, let's go to the reeds by the lake to catch small crabs."
"Aliang, it's the fishing season. The adults are all going to the county town to catch the fish market. If the adults are not there, let's play with us."
A group of children living in the fishing village ran to the cabin and shouted. At this time, the memories of the resentful spirit were still being played back, and none of them could see Captain Fei.
"You, you guys, are you really willing to play with me? You...Aren't you afraid of me?" The little boy who hugged his legs and hid under the table, his voice was full of surprise and longing.
Since he was young and sickly, he could only be kept in a house. He was isolated and excluded by his peers. He can play with his peers and blend in with his peers. This has always been what he desires most.
"Yes, but before my father and mother left, he told me not to leave the house." Just when the little boy was about to climb out of the table with joy, he could watch the sunlight leaking in through the cracks in the room. People hesitated and retreated.
"The adults are not here now, we secretly ran out to play, and we won’t be found before they come back."
"Aliang, come out and play with us."
The children persuaded together. In the end, the little boy hiding under the table smiled happily for the first time. Wearing an adult's large clothes, he desperately covered himself tightly. He was a little afraid of the sun, but he was still jumping around. Ran out to find the children to play with.
"This fool, really thought we would play with him."
"Hush, don't be heard by him, or it won't be fun to wait."
"Haha, yes yes, yes, let's see how we tease him later."
"I heard that he has been suffering from a weird illness. He has always wrapped himself in adult clothes and never showed his face. How could such a weird person play with him? A fool deserves to be bullied."
"My grandpa told me that he might be human."
"Not a person? Is it a ghost?"
"If you are a human, how can you be afraid of the sun and keep hiding from the sun at home?"
"Let's expose him, see if this silly boy is a human or a ghost, and wait for us to strip off his clothes."
"Well, good, I like playing ghost hunting games the most."
Captain Fei frowned when he watched the little boy Alliang walking happily at the forefront because he was finally recognized by his peers, and then listened to the conversations of several children who were deliberately behind a few steps.
There were a few unbearable expressions in his eyes, even though he knew that this was a replay of memories that had already happened in the last century, he still couldn't help feeling a little compassionate.
But at the same time he knew very well that he was unable to stop everything in front of him before the memory playback was over.
"Aliang, there is a little crab here, hurry, hurry, grab it."
"Where? Why didn't I see it?"
"Your clothes are too big to cover your sight. How can you see the small crabs? If you take off your clothes and go down to the reeds, how can you catch the crabs while standing on the shore. "
"This clothes can't be taken off! I'll help you find little crabs on the shore, or else, we are playing on the shore, the water is too dangerous."
Puff!
Suddenly there was a sound of heavy objects falling into the water, and then there was the sound of Aliang struggling in the water, calling for help.
"Haha, fool, I really thought we would play with you, you actually believed it, hahaha."
"Does a fool want clothes, swim to the shore and catch us, we will give you clothes."
"Come and catch us, haha."
However, screams of horror soon came from the shore. The little boy who was struggling in the lake, without the skin covered by clothing, started to turn red, purple, and patches of skin after being directly exposed to the sun. Erosion, ulcers.
"Help! Ghost!"
The children were so frightened that the birds and beasts scattered. A few minutes later, Aliang grabbed the reeds on the shore, put on his original clothes that were discarded on the ground, and ran away from the shore like a frightened deer and ran home all the way. Hide yourself deeply under the table.
He was wet, and the intense pain from the burning skin made him cry with pain.
"I just want someone to play with me."
"I don't want to be scary, I really just want someone to play with me... Father, mother, it hurts, I really hurt!"
Captain Fei silently watched the little boy's skin festering and bleeding.
"Are you suffering from porphyrin (lín) disease?"
Porphyria, which is a genetic disease, can be congenital or acquired. Patients suffering from porphyria are sensitive to light. Once exposed to the sun, skin inflammation, erosion, scabs, ulcers, atrophy, edema, etc. will occur. The human body’s immune system is even weaker, and even slight abrasions can be formed. Erosive surface.
This genetic disease was not officially recognized in the developed world until the 18th century. And because the number of people suffering from the disease is extremely small, there are very few people in the Western world who know about porphyria, let alone the backward and ignorant ancient people who have not yet liberated the country at that time.
"Huh? The memory playback is not over yet, haven't the evil spirits in the underworld come out yet?"
"Even if they were pushed into the water, do you still have no resentment against the world at this time?"
"What else is more painful than the present that will make you resent the world?!"
When Captain Fei was silent, the voices of many people suddenly heard from outside the house, and then amidst the crying and yelling and struggling of the little boy, he was brutally snatched out under the table by the adult who broke in. Punched and kicked out of the house.
In the ancestral hall of the fishing village, the little boy saw his parents and his parents. He was beaten to the head and tied to two wooden poles in the pile of firewood.
"Father! Mother!"
The little boy's thin body was shrunk under the wet adult's clothes, and the skin on the back of his hand was ulcerated to reveal blood holes. He was struggling to save his parents, but he was kicked out several somersaults.
"Burn them to death! Burn them to death!"
"The three in this family are definitely not humans. Only ghosts are afraid of the sun. They must have given birth to a ghost!"
There was a lot of noise, mixed with the cursing voices of the villagers.
The little boy tried desperately to explain that he was not a ghost, he was a human. He just wanted someone to play with him. He really didn't mean to be scary. The villagers didn't believe it and asked him to take off his clothes to prove himself.
Only people are not afraid of the sun.
"Xiaoliang, don't!"
The parents, who were tied to the pile of firewood and beaten to death by the villagers, screamed in sorrow, but the little boy hesitated and took off the clothes that had been protecting him.
This is an extremely cruel scene.
Exposing porphyria patients to the sun is more painful than Ling Chi’s torture. What's more, this is just a child. The little boy cried out in pain. He was still explaining that he was really a human being. Chang and the villagers don't burn his parents to death.
"It's been half an hour, he hasn't died yet, is it really our misunderstanding, is it really just a strange disease?"
"Look at it for another half an hour."
The villagers looked at the dying little boy on the ground and discussed.
"There is no disease in this world where you can’t see the sun. If it’s not a human, or it’s an evil, I’ve sent someone to the county town to find an expert to come to the village to ward off evil. If you have a hard life, as long as you can Honestly, we waited until people came, and when we got rid of the evil spirits for you, we released you and your parents." In the ancestral hall, the village head looked at the dying little boy on the ground indifferently, as well as the parents of the little boy tied to a wooden stake.
Captain Fei has been watching the development in front of him. Even with this time, the little boy is still gritting his teeth to support the last trace of lamp oil in his life. He has not died yet, and he has not expressed resentment towards the world.
He is waiting,
He is waiting for time,
He must not die before the time is up.
I can't die!
I can't die!
The little boy stayed up from the afternoon to the evening, but the people who had to wait have not come. The villagers gradually lost their patience, and people began to clamor to burn to death the three people who brought misfortune to the village.
"Burn them to death!"
"Burn them to death!"
Click... The village chief has been able to take out a piece of foreigner pocket watch that has been rusty for some years. It has been rusted badly. Almost the entire rusty dilapidated foreigner pocket watch. He glanced at the time of the pocket watch and waved his hand indifferently: "It's 8:45 in the evening. People have never returned and burned them!"
"In our village, we must not leave anyone who recruits evil spirits, otherwise it will bring disaster to the whole village!"
Boom!
The kerosene lamp smashed and the kerosene became the fastest combustion aid. It instantly turned into two raging fires, swallowing the two people tied to the wooden stakes, and screamed.
"Father! Mother!"
"Liar! Liar! You are all big liars!"
"I'm already waiting! I'm not dishonest!"
"Why do you even burn my father and mother!"
The dying little boy, who was tanned and bloody, cried out hoarse.
"Are you resentful? Are you angry?"
"Who called you an unclean person who caused trouble to your parents? The person who really killed your parents with their own hands is actually you!" The village chief and the villagers collectively accused the ground of **** and dying. Innocent little boy.
"No! I don't have one!"
"You said, is it my father and mother who killed me!"
The head of the little boy on the ground suddenly rotated ninety degrees, his face turned behind him at a weird angle, his eyes were hollow and lifeless, staring straight at Captain Fei's direction.
"Dust returns to dust, soil returns to soil. Let the deceased be peaceful, and let the living be liberated." Captain Fei held two thin wind blades with a pinch of his palms.
"You said, is it my father and mother who killed me!"
The little boy whose face turned ninety degrees to his back, did not listen to Captain Fei's words, still repeating the same sentence lifelessly.
But the next moment!
The skin was severely peeled off, and the thin, bloody, thin body suddenly stood up straight. With his neck facing back, people rushed towards Captain Fei.
……
At this moment, in the other direction of Li Zhi’s community, Zhoushi No.6 Middle School.
When the hand of the wall clock goes to 8:45 in the evening,
Outside the closed door of the school security room, there was a sudden rush of flapping sounds, and there seemed to be children's messy footsteps...something outside the security room was trying to come in.