C298 Ninety-eight white bones

On a rainy night, a mother and daughter came to stay for the night. They huddled in a corner and rested, hugging each other. In the middle of the night, the old monk and little Sham came here to tie the girl up and take the child away. The child cried for his mother. Kiss, the old monk laughed sinisterly, using a dagger to cut the child's throat and suck blood. After the death of the child