Base 7

Xu Mo's head was stabbed, as if it might split open at any time, countless pictures were shown in his mind like a movie, he wanted to wake up, but his eyelids still couldn't be opened.

Ghost press?

A thought appeared in Xu Mo's mind, and his consciousness was still struggling. Finally, his left finger moved, and it felt cold and sticky to the touch.

"Huh..." Xu Mo finally opened his eyes, gasping for breath, feeling extremely tired.

As if sensing something, Xu Mo suddenly raised his left hand and took a look. The palm of his hand was dyed red, which was shocking, causing Xu Mo's eyes to freeze for a moment, and his heartbeat to speed up.

The right arm still couldn't move, he moved his head, and glanced at the right arm, a small body curled up there, the tattered clothes were also stained with blood, and the immature face was stained with blood and tears. It was a girl about five years old, and she was still sobbing while she was asleep.

Xu Mo cautiously turned sideways, with his arms bent, his elbows propped on the ground, and he stood up sideways, letting the girl lean against his chest.

Xu Mo, who sat up, looked at his side, his heart twitched violently, and he felt a sharp tearing pain.

In the narrow house, the two cold bodies were lying on the ground, faintly turning dark purple, the floor was stained red with blood, it was obvious that they had died for some time.

A memory surfaced in Xu Mo's head, and there was a tingling pain, accompanied by a strong sadness and heart-wrenching pain, he seemed to be unable to tell who he was.

Looking down at the sobbing girl in his arms, he felt even more uncomfortable.

Xu Mo was vaguely aware of what had happened to him, and looked down at the ground. Broken furniture was scattered all over the floor. Xu Mo found a broken lens. He moved his body, picked up the lens with his left hand, and saw a picture. A slightly green face, about fifteen years old, with a sickly pale face.

The girl moved her eyelashes, opened her eyes, and called out, "Brother."

As if thinking of something, the girl wept violently, her body struggled and turned around in Xu Mo's arms, but Xu Mo forcibly held her head down, her right hand hugged her neck tightly, and the slight force of her arm prevented her from breaking free.

"do not look."

Xu Mo said softly, his heart felt like a knife, and his breathing seemed to be in pain.

A five-year-old girl saw her parents and elder brother being beaten to death with her own eyes. What kind of tragic scene is this?

"Brother, I'm afraid..." The girl's body trembled while crying, and her little hands hugged Xu Mo tightly. Xu Mo's heart trembled with the crying, and the strength in her hands became tighter.

"Don't be afraid, brother is here." Xu Mo tried to make his voice gentler.

"Brother, are Mom and Dad asleep? Why are they bleeding? Brother, can you wake them up?" the girl cried.

"Yao'er, Mom and Dad are tired, can you let them sleep for a while?" Xu Mo looked down at the girl and said softly, trying to squeeze out a smile. The girl's name was Xu Yao, and she was his sister.

"Okay." Although the girl was still crying, she still nodded obediently.

Xu Mo got up with the girl in his arms, looked around, the simple room was only about twenty square meters, the living room and the kitchen were integrated, dust was everywhere, and there was only one small bedroom.

Xu Mo walked into the bedroom cautiously, and put the girl on the bed. The girl looked at him, as if a little scared.

"Yao'er, you sleep for a while, my brother is with you." Xu Mo whispered to the girl, and the girl nodded, still holding Xu Mo's hand and refusing to let go.

"Go to sleep, it will be fine when you wake up." Xu Mo stroked the girl's hair with the other hand, running down her forehead, and helped her close her eyes.

The girl was very obedient and didn't resist. Xu Mo stayed by her side for a while, then gently withdrew his hand and covered the girl with the quilt.

The room was very messy, and the clothes were piled up together. Xu Mo found two torn quilts and walked out of the bedroom to cover the corpse. He searched his memory for how to deal with this situation, but the original owner obviously had no memory of this. At the age of 10, he does not have any life experience.

I just vaguely know that there are burials and cremations for the dead.

"money!"

Xu Mo glanced at the messy room, but it had been turned over, probably everything of some value had been taken away, this world seemed to be more cruel than the original owner remembered.

thump, thump, thump...

There was a sound, and the half-hidden door was pushed open, and a middle-aged figure walked in, glanced at the body covered by the white cloth on the ground, and then at Xu Mo, his eyelids twitched, and asked, "Yes?" People from the arsenal?"

"It should be." Xu Mo nodded. In his memory, his parents were ordinary workers in an arsenal, but suddenly one day they ran home and dared not go anymore. They even ran to the law enforcement team. It seemed that they had encountered something. matter.

According to Xu Mo's memory, his parents didn't tell him what happened, but he also vaguely heard them talking about some secrets hidden in the arsenal. They were very scared and wanted to inform them, but in the end they ended up like this, a family of four Except for Xu Yao, who was less than five years old, they were all beaten to death.

"Confused, I advised them not to meddle in their own business before, otherwise they wouldn't end up in such a situation." The middle-aged man said, he is Xu's father's younger brother, that is, Xu Mo's uncle.

Xu Mo looked at him, and found that when the other party said this, there was no sadness or anger in his eyes, and he was so calm that he didn't look like a biological brother at all.

From memory, he learned that his parents were more honest, while his uncle was more treacherous, and the brothers did not have much contact with each other on weekdays.

"Xu Mo, this is the end of the matter, I can only take care of your parents' funeral first." Uncle Xu sighed: "However, cremation also needs a sum of money, and my uncle doesn't have any savings. Be decent, and then sell this broken house first, what do you think?"

Xu Mo looked at the other party with a little wariness. In his memory, his uncle was not so easy to talk to.

"Where do Yao'er and I live?" Xu Mo asked.

"I will apply to be your guardian. You and Yao'er will follow uncle from now on." Uncle Xu said.

"Uncle's house is not big, if Yao'er and I are added, I'm afraid we won't be able to live there, not to mention that Yao'er will grow up in the future, so it's inconvenient." Xu Mo responded.

A flash of impatience flashed in Uncle Xu's eyes. Xu Mo was always honest and timid. How could he know these things? Now he should be scared to death, but he still knows how to think about the future?

"You don't have to worry about this, uncle will find a way." Uncle Xu said in a tone of impatience.

Xu Mo stared at the other party, and then said: "Thank you uncle for your kindness, but don't bother uncle, I will take care of Yao'er myself."

"What do children know?" Uncle Xu yelled, staring at Xu Mo, with a bit of savagery in his eyes, he said intimidatingly: "This time it's your fate, you can't protect yourself and you still have to take care of your son? Be honest. Follow me, you don't have to worry about Yao'er, she will forget about it after a few years, I will find a good family for her, if someone big wants to adopt a child, if you are lucky, Yao'er will be able to live Good day."

As he spoke, he emphasized: "That's it."

Xu Mo looked at Uncle Xu's expressionless face, but his heart was cold. The original owner had a job. Although he didn't earn much money, it was enough to support himself. Yao'er was young and needed to be taken care of, so Uncle Xu planned to give it away, but he didn't know why. 'Send' or 'sell', as for the probability of finding a good family, it is basically equal to zero.

This is taking advantage of his elder brother being beaten to death, and trying to seize the house.

Uncle Xu was a little uncomfortable being stared at by Xu Mo, thinking that this little beast seemed to have become a little different after being stimulated? It's so courageous, but he still doesn't believe that he can't handle a kid who is less than fifteen years old.

"I don't want it." A childish voice came, and Xu Mo turned around and saw Yao'er standing at the door of the room with bare feet, obviously woke up by fright, looking at Xu Mo with big wet eyes: "Yao'er don't want it!" Give it to someone else."

Seeing the tears in the girl's eyes, Xu Mo felt pain in his heart, walked over to hug her and said, "Brother won't send Yaoer away."

"There's no place for children to talk here." Uncle Xu gave Yao'er a glare.

Yao'er shrank back and looked at Xu Mo.

A burst of anger arose in Xu Mo's heart, he carried Yao'er into the room and put her on the bed, rubbed her head and said, "Be good, Yao'er, brother will protect Yao'er, please don't move in the room, okay?"

"Okay, Yao'er listen to brother!" The girl nodded obediently.

"Good boy!" Xu Mo kissed the girl's forehead lightly, walked out of the room again and closed the door behind her.

"Uncle, go back, I will handle things here myself." Xu Mo walked out and looked at Uncle Xu, not expecting his uncle to help him.

Hearing this, Uncle Xu stared at Xu Mo with vicious eyes, with a ferocious smile showing in the corner of his eyes, walked towards Xu Mo step by step, and said coldly: "You little bastard is shameless, your parents are already dead. Do you understand?"

As he said that, he kicked towards Xu Mo directly, and Xu Mo, who was already weak, fell to the ground directly, only to hear Uncle Xu say: "Just cooperate with me obediently, do you think I am willing to take you in? Don't worry, my son. This little girl is quite cute, and she can be sold for a good price, and some old men in the black market will like it."

Xu Mo coughed, and his clenched hands trembled a little.

"Hmph." Uncle Xu glanced at Xu Mo coldly, then walked around him and walked towards the room: "Yaoer, uncle will take you to play."

Then he pushed open the door.

Suddenly there was a voice behind him. Uncle Xu frowned, and there was a murderous intent in his eyes. He originally wanted Xu Mo to be worth a little bit so that he could work as a coolie to earn some money, but now it seems...

No one cares about things here anyway.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw a sharp piece of glass stabbing at him fiercely, and his pupils constricted violently. How could he have imagined that his cowardly nephew would do such a thing, and he couldn't help being shocked. He wanted to stretch out his hand. But before it was too late, Xu Mo seemed to have exhausted all his strength, and the glass shards pierced directly from the eyes and pierced them in!