Eight Kickass Uncle’ Sweet Spoil By Amber Arnold Chapter 549
Eight Kickass Uncle’ Sweet Spoil By Amber Arnold Chapter 549
Chapter 549 Skin Drum
Taylor stroked the doll in his arms, and said quietly, “I found it.”
“I found the beach, but I didn’t find Isla. I think Isla must have gone home, maybe waiting for me at home.”
So Taylor hurriedly set foot on the way home again, and she felt Isla’s call.
After wandering for a long time, she almost couldn’t find her way home,
but at this time…
“I suddenly heard a very nice drum sound.” Taylor said: “The drum sound seems to be talking, like Isla’s voice.”
Although her sister is dumb and has not spoken, she thinks it is Isla.
“Isla is calling me home, she’s looking for me too.”
Looking for the sound of the drum, Taylor kept walking until he got blisters and skin on his little feet, and even a toenail fell off.
Finally, she saw a lot of people, they knelt down and beat devoutly around a drum.
“I recognized it right away, that drum is Isla…” Taylor said faintly, “It’s a drum made of Isla’s skin.”
Susie and the others felt horrified when they heard the truth unexpectedly!
A drum made of human skin?
Taylor continued: “In our place, everyone’s skin is the same as wheat, dark, only Isla’s skin is white, soft and delicate…”
Playa ghost couldn’t help asking: “But how can you be sure that it’s a drum made of leather? Maybe it’s another kind of skin? Like sheepskin or something.”
Taylor was very stubborn and insisted: “I’m sure!Because the drum sounds like Isla’s voice!”
All the ghosts fell silent for a moment.
Isla is a mute, but Taylor said that the drumbeat is Isla’s voice, this can only be said to be pure telepathy between the sisters?
Taylor’s eyes were gradually covered with tears: “I saw a few men who came to our house in the crowd.”
They hugged the drum and fondled it after the crowd dispersed.
“I heard the secret they said. They said that they chose a girl who had never experienced love. This is the purest way. The best thing is that it would be better if the girl was dumb, because the dumb never told a lie, and the soul will not be defiled.”
“They said that the girls with this skin are all suitable, and they are so beautiful, and the skin is so delicate, and the sound of drums and drums made can reach the sky and the earth, and can be transmitted several kilometers away.”
Taylor said, tearing up: “They’re talking about Isla.”
Isla is the most beautiful and purest, but also dumb.
She rushed up to call Isla, but they beat her out.
They seem to be afraid that if she speaks out, they will kill her.
In the dark, she heard Isla telling her to run, and Isla ran ahead and took her to hide in a cave.
She dodges the men’s guns, but the men take Isla with them.
“In order to find Isla, I searched for them again and stalked behind them.”
It was also on this journey that she learned what Skin Drum is.
They say that this kind of drum can connect life and death, transcend reincarnation, and is mainly used to worship gods and beg for protection from gods.
It is necessary to choose the skin of a girl who has never experienced love, and it is best not to speak.
While she was alive, she was skinned alive to make the best drums.
Susie couldn’t help hugging her father, goosebumps appeared on her skin layer by layer, and her hair stood on end.
“Is there really someone in this world who would do this? Why can a drum made of human skin still beg for protection from the gods?”
Shouldn’t such cruel treatment of innocent Isla draw the wrath of the gods?
Taylor chuckled: “They said no, they took Isla away, but they always told the worshipers that there was no such thing.”
“They said it was a smear spread intentionally by bad people. Others made up such absurd lies after seeing the bones of the feet and hands.”
“They said it didn’t exist, but Isla’s drum was right in front of them.”
Those people circled around, gave alms all the way, and finally returned to the original point-the place where all of them stayed.
She was thin and nimble, and found Isla’s hair and Isla’s eyes in the cracks of the wall, among the bushes, in their cliff valleys.
“I hid Isla’s hair and eyes in a rag doll body.”
Taylor hugged the doll tightly, with attachment in his eyes.
“I wanted to get Isla back but they had sticks. I set fire to a lot of their houses.”
“They arrested me, but in front of everyone, they said they had pity on me as a child and should be treated with kindness.”
“So they sent me back to my mother.”
Mom was very angry and locked her up. She cried and asked her mother if she knew it a long time ago, and if she gave Isla to the bad guys.
Mom told her to shut up.
Mom won’t admit it. Mom said she would sew her mouth shut if she talked nonsense again.
Taylor lowered his head and said, “I was holding the doll, and I asked the doll, do you want a mother? She can give half of the mother to it.”
Susie was at a loss: “Why do you divide mom in half…”
Taylor giggled: “Because my mother is not a good mother.”
On the night of lightning and thunder, she took advantage of her mother’s sleep and crushed her to death with very large stones.
Lightning illuminates the mirror in the house, and she sees her face covered in blood, which is horrifying.
She also saw the doll behind her sitting up, as if encouraging her.
So she split mom in half.
Finally, she went back to the place where the people who took Isla lived, and set a big fire that time, and burned herself to death.
There were a lot of people in that place, about a few hundred people.
The ghosts were silent.
King of ghost really is King of ghost, he is a ruthless person.
She killed her mother, killed a group of demons who took Isla’s skin, and burned herself to death, no wonder she became King of ghost.
Taylor said with a smile, “I’m done, do you think I did the right thing? Am I brave?”
“I finally found Isla, and I put Isla’s eyes in here, and the hair is Isla’s hair. But I can’t get Isla’s skin back.”
There was a golden light in that place, as if it was really protected by a god.
Taylor’s eyes were full of confusion: “Why? They are all bad people, why should the gods protect them!”
That’s why she took the doll and ran so far to come here.
It started out as a deserted island. Nôvel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.
Nothing, no one.
After she entered, she seemed to be trapped and unable to leave.
After a long time, she felt so lonely and bored.
Until a beautiful uncle came to the island and built an amusement park, she suddenly found that she could move and play.
She still wants to go play with that uncle, but for some reason, she can’t get close to that uncle. As long as that uncle is around, she will be rejected.
She managed to gather her strength until all the things that bound her were broken free…
Taylor didn’t talk about the rest anymore, but just looked at Susie
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stubbornly: “Tell me, did I do it right?”
“Are they bad guys?”
“Why do the gods protect the bad guys?”
Susie opened her mouth, unable to speak.
Those who did Skin Drum, how many insiders are there?
Taylor burned so many people, does everyone deserve to die?
So, who is right and who is wrong?