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cheered.

Jun Shuying took a deep breath, staring blankly at the person who rushed forward.No... These people have turned into demons and ghosts, and they all rush forward eagerly.

It turned out that he went to the Hundred Ghosts Banquet.

Mouth one by one, Jun Shuying moaned helplessly, and he didn't know how many times he had erupted. The people on his body kept holding his own thing endlessly, swallowing, sucking, and playing with it.

But he can't do much, the man's self-esteem has been shattered, he can only let the person on his body ravage his thing, sucking out the last sperm.

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"Fuck! Where the hell is this?"

Bandit A rubbed his neck, stood up cursing, and looked ahead in amazement. He accidentally fell behind this hole, only to find a huge mural in front of him, which showed many ancient men with high crowns and wide sleeves. Bandit A twitched He breathed a sigh of relief, because he found that there seemed to be a short-haired man in the uniform of a marshal in the corner of the painting. This man was dressed in tatters and looked dispirited. The person above... Isn't this the Jun Shuying that the leader was looking for a few years ago?

It's really strange, this person disappeared out of thin air a few years ago, and he can never be found in the world, but why is this person in this mural?And... Jun Shuying in the painting turned his head and gave him a sinister smile?

Bandit A rubbed his eyes, thinking it was a hallucination, but found that he had come to a magnificent hall, people around him were holding up wine pots, laughing loudly, their bright red eyes looked straight at him, Among them is the one named Jun Shuying.

15. Makeup mirror table...

City B on June 1942, 6

This day seems to be the hottest day in June. When Liao Bizhi entered the outer room of this tailor shop wearing a knee-length cheongsam with a maroon water-stained plum open collar, she was already sweating profusely. It happened that shopkeeper Tong had just finished receiving her. When the wives of the Japanese officers saw her coming in, they hurried out with a standard smile, nodded and bowed: "Long time no see, Mrs. Jun, please wait a moment, the Japanese wives picked out a bunch of materials just now, and the inner room is all messed up, please go ahead Sit down for a while, I will ask Xiaotong to greet you."

Liao Bizhi smiled and nodded, and sat casually on the sofa waiting for customers. Within three seconds, Tong Xiaotong, the daughter of the store, ran over with iced sour plum soup and said kindly: "Madam, you are finally here! I have been looking forward to you for a long time." Well, my dad recently bought another batch of materials, and the last time I saw it, I said ouch, if my wife wears it, it will definitely be more beautiful than that courtesan!"

Liao Bizhi pursed her lips, pretended to be angry and spat: "You girl, I haven't seen you for a few days, and your mouth is even worse. Who will marry you someday? But you have to suffer!" Xiaotong shook her head with a smile, and pouted: "Mrs. , I'm telling the truth..." Before he finished speaking, the shopkeeper Tong came out of the back room, sweating profusely: "Mrs. Jun kept you waiting, please come inside."

This tailor shop includes the best tailors in city B who are willing to serve the imperial army. The shopkeeper Tong of this shop is also in the cloth business. It can be regarded as a one-stop service from cloth selection to cloth making. Old-fashioned is too rustic, and she didn't pay attention to any of them. The shopkeeper Tong at the side took out some Suzhou embroidery fabrics transported from the south, and she felt that this kind of fabric was quite gorgeous on her body. I can't wear it again on occasion.

Shopkeeper Tong was a little anxious, and urged the little guy on the side to take out some light pink and light blue fabrics, then turned his head and nodded and bowed his head and asked: "By the way, Mrs. Jun, I remember that your husband likes to come with you the most, why not?" today……?"

Liao Bizhi sighed, sipped the sour plum soup in the cup elegantly, shook her head and complained, "Oh, he, the imperial army recruited him a few days ago, and insisted on making him a businessman The president of the club, no, he is dealing with it now."

Shopkeeper Tong let out a long sigh, and smiled: "Mr. Jun is really boring and has a bright future."

Liao Bizhi smiled reservedly, secretly proud that she really married the right person. Although Jun Zixuan was an orphan since he was a child, I heard that his father, who had been missing for many years, organized an army to fight bandits. Now that he thinks about it, he must have died long ago. Fortunately, Jun Zixuan's family has powerful Quite big, sent him to study in France when he was very young, and quickly let him take over the family's copper mine business after returning to China, and started his own business at a young age. Although he was very indifferent to her, he happily enjoyed Mrs. Shang kind of happiness.

But one should not show off too much, Liao Bizhi fanned a small sandalwood fan, covered her mouth and smiled: "Shopkeeper Tong, please don't say that, my family...just depends on luck."

Shopkeeper Tong smacked his lips, suddenly smiled like a mouse, slowly leaned over, and whispered: "Mrs. Jun, I have something to ask you." Liao Bizhi's heart moved, "Oh", and asked: "What's up?"

Shopkeeper Tong suddenly felt embarrassed, sighed deeply, and looked a little embarrassed: "That is my son, Xiaotong's brother, Xiaoyu, this kid just graduated from university this year and wants to find a job... You said... can you talk and let my son find a job under Mr. Jun?"

It turned out that this was the idea, and Liao Bizhi was ashamed, but still pretended to be very polite. She glanced casually and was about to say some evasive words, but when she was on the verge of speaking, she saw the makeup mirror stand in the corner stop.

The makeup mirror stand is very beautiful, made of mahogany wood, it looks like a small building from a distance, with all kinds of pavilions, terraces and pavilions, gold bricks and green tiles, and there is a bronze mirror at the main entrance. Liao Bizhi stood up as if possessed I walked forward a few steps to get together, and found that my figure and face shape were not out of shape, so I couldn't help asking curiously: "Shopkeeper, I didn't see this last time I came back, this is..."

Shopkeeper Tong smiled, leaned over, nodded and bowed and said, "This...is my wife's dowry, and she doesn't like it very much. It has been kept in the warehouse for many years. I saw it was very suitable last month, so I moved out."

Liao Bizhi let out a long sigh, and slowly stroked the surface of the makeup mirror table with her hands. It was so beautiful that someone was fascinated by it.

Liao Bizhi carefully looked at the dressing mirror, and for some reason, she felt that the more she looked at it, the more she liked it, and she asked in a daze, "Which one is your son?"

Shopkeeper Tong carefully observed the expression of the woman in front of him, and his face became a little stiff when he heard this, and he smirked and said: "Our child has no relationship with the party, the party, the country, you have known me for so many years Don't you know my character, that child Xiaoyu definitely misses me, dignity can only be realized when you live, don't you think?"

Liao Bizhi sighed pretendingly: "Oh, don't be nervous, I did say something serious just now, the point is, I'm also afraid..." Before finishing this sentence, shopkeeper Tong immediately said: "Don't worry, my child, Know how to measure, these... are all for survival, really...my child..."

Liao Bizhi looked at herself in the mirror, smiled, and replied in a trance: "Okay, this matter is settled, I will go back and talk to my husband, the rest depends on your child's luck... But the only one , I want this mirror." Shopkeeper Tong nodded hastily, secretly happy in his heart, and quickly greeted: "Well, Mrs. Jun, I will make you some more cheongsams..."

Liao Bizhi nodded with a smile, and she in the mirror also smiled, but there was a red light in her eyes, but no one saw it.

The Jun family has a small building in the south of the city. It is two stories high and has a rather large living area. Live alone, not too crowded at all.

Liao Bizhi hired a few people to carry the mirror home and put it in the bedroom, and Jun Zixuan came back in a hurry. He is not yet 30 years old this year, and he already has a Japanese-style mustache. He is very handsome, but It's not very high, and as soon as I entered the room, I took off my clothes and only screamed for heat. I fanned my bare upper body with a big cattail fan in the bedroom for a long time before I saw the newly shipped makeup mirror.

Jun Zixuan knew that his wife had become more and more pampered over the years, but he just raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, "How is Ah Wen?" Ah Wen is their child, eight years old this year, in a boarding school run by Japanese in City B. read.In fact, they also know that the Japanese are definitely not sending their children to boarding schools for good intentions, but for better control of their puppets.

The world is so cold... These people have been called traitors by other Chinese people, but they just wanted to survive, Liao Bizhi smiled bitterly, changed into a thin underwear, looked at herself in the mirror, Said: "I asked Mrs. Yun to pick him up on weekends. How about you, how are you doing? Have the Japanese made things difficult for you?"

Jun Zixuan sighed wearily, lay on the bed, and sighed deeply: "I would rather be a dog in a prosperous age than a person in a troubled world... What else can I do... I think one day I will be beaten to death by them... "

Liao Bizhi shuddered when she heard these words, she bit her lip, looked at herself in the mirror with a pale face, turned her head and leaned against him on the bed and whispered: "No...we will all live..."

Jun Zixuan's heart moved, he didn't like women in the first place, and he married Liao Bizhi because of her natal family's influence. These two people have treated each other like guests these years, and their lives are pretty good. Seeing her looking at him worriedly, her black eyes revealed deep feelings. The tenderness and pleading of the bone marrow could not help shaking her cold heart a little. He hugged her and comforted her softly: "It's okay, we will live on. The Japanese are already at the end of their battle... They will leave here sooner or later... We will Live dignifiedly, just like human beings...not their dogs anymore..."

The two of them were silent for a long time, but they agreed not to bring up this heavy topic any more, and replaced it with the shopkeeper Tong's son, Tong Xiaoyu. After talking for a while, they turned on the desk lamp and went to sleep.

There is no moon this night.

The bedroom is dark, the light-colored windows reflect the mottled tree shadows, the wind rustles, and the hoarse or sharp voices of crows and owls can be heard. Both of them are already asleep, and only the copper of the dressing mirror The mirror reflected a little dark golden light.A pale face flashed past in the mirror, and after a while, a murmur came out, "Come... come... come..."

There seemed to be an optional smell of blood in the darkness. Jun Zixuan sat up slowly, moved his body slightly, without even wearing slippers, quietly got out of bed, walked slowly around the bed, and came to the makeup mirror In front of him, without making a sound, he sat in front of the mirror.

The hazy mirror could only show the black shadow of Jun Zixuan, he sat blankly in front of the mirror without moving, and the black shadow in the mirror also remained motionless.

Jun Zixuan sat blankly in front of the dressing mirror, looking at the black shadow in the mirror with dull eyes, and slowly, an arm stretched out from the mirror.At this time, a pale, strong arm was a man's arm at first glance, but the nails were long and yellowish, and the blue blood vessels on the arm had turned dark purple, which looked terrifying.

A man's face soon appeared in the mirror. It was a very young man with short hair and eyebrows flying into his temples. He was extremely handsome. His blood-red eyes shone with excitement, and there was a grim smile on his tightly pursed mouth. , he raised his hand slightly, as if he was about to touch it...

"Crack!" The light came on all of a sudden, and Liao Bizhi rubbed her eyes and sat up, looking at her husband sitting in front of the makeup mirror, and asked in a nasal voice full of doubts: "What are you doing?" Jun Zixuan heard This sentence twitched slightly, looking at himself in the mirror, his expression was quite confused: "Did I sleepwalk?"

This seems to be just a small episode.

But what the two of them absolutely don't know is that as long as at night, after the two of them are asleep, the makeup mirror table will move like a human being, and slowly move to the end of the two people's bed, the handsome man in the mirror will always be expressionless Silently looking at Jun Zixuan, who was sleeping soundly, and both of them felt physically weak at the same time, as if something was sucking their vitality.

One Friday at the end of summer, Liao Bizhi was wearing a brand-new rose-red high-necked solid-color cheongsam with buttons. When she was sitting on the makeup mirror and getting dressed, Aunt Yun, the nanny at home, came over and asked in a low voice, "Madam, then I'll pick up Awen." The young master has gone."

Liao Bizhi exclaimed, turned her head, and smiled at the nanny at home: "Really, I forgot, Ah Wen will go home today... that... look, is there any beef at home, let's stew beef today !"

Before she could finish her sentence, she saw Aunt Yun pointing at her in panic, and said tremblingly with a pale face, "Too...too...too...behind the back!" shocked.

The self in the mirror did not have the same movements and expressions as himself, but slowly crawled out of the mirror bit by bit with a hideous and pale face.

The woman's eyes were bleeding, and she had fangs in her mouth. After slowly crawling out with a grin, she grabbed the real Liao Bizhi's neck.

Aunt Yun was so frightened that she screamed, her legs were so weak that she couldn't move a step, she watched Liao Bizhi holding the real Liao Bizhi's head in one hand, step by step, stepping on bloody footprints, slowly walking towards her.

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When Jun Zixuan returned home, it was just before six o'clock in the evening, and there was no one in the big house.

It's strange, the usual Aunt Yun has come out to welcome me home, but today is...?He went around the house and found that Liao Bizhi was sitting in front of the dressing mirror in the bedroom combing his hair with a wooden comb.

"Bizhi..." Jun Zixuan felt that she was a bit strange, and walked forward slowly. Before he touched her, Liao Bizhi suddenly turned his head, smiled slightly, his face was pale, and asked softly, "Zixuan, are you back?" Alright? Want to eat something, I bought some of your favorite cake."

Jun Zixuan's face changed slightly, his hobby changed after that person died a few years ago, he quickly smiled: "Thank you very much."

Liao Bizhi stood up slowly, stretched out her arms to wrap around Jun Zixuan's neck, and whispered into his ear, "Zixuan, we haven't made love for a long time... how about making out?"

Jun Zixuan frowned and didn't agree. He had no interest in Liao Bizhi since the birth of Ah Wen, but Liao Bizhi was writhing on his body. He wanted to push her away, but froze in place.

The person in front of him doesn't have soft breasts... This is a man's body, Jun Zixuan was shocked, pushed Liao Bizhi away, took a few steps back, sat down on the bed, and asked in a low voice: "You are not her! where is she?"

Liao Bizhi's expression was very innocent, and she smiled strangely with the corners of her mouth curled up: "Zixuan, what are you talking about? I am your wife... Didn't you say that you want to marry a woman... Then I will become a woman..." Her voice was very soft, Jun Zixuan moved slightly, the back of his head went numb, the person in front of him had a different tone of voice, obviously not Liao Bizhi himself.

Jun Zixuan moved back calmly, took out a gun from under the pillow, pointed it at Liao Bizhi, and said sharply, "You are a man! Who are you?"

Liao Bizhi chuckled, his expression changed, blood and tears dripped from the corners of his eyes suddenly, and he rushed forward ferociously.

"Bang!..." Jun Zixuan fired without hesitation, and the bullet hit Liao Bizhi's forehead, splashing out a large pile of black and red smelly blood, but nothing happened. He grabbed his neck and rode on On him, screamed: "Jun Zixuan, pay for your life!"

Jun Zixuan watched in horror as Liao Bizhi's appearance on the ground gradually changed, becoming the person he had been thinking about... the lover Liu Shuwen who was unfortunately killed by himself a few years ago.

A few years ago, when he was studying in France, he met Liu Shuwen, an international student studying sculpture. The two fell in love at first sight, and soon lived together. Unexpectedly, his mother asked him to return to China to marry, but Liu Shuwen was unwilling, and the two had a dispute. Jun Zixuan accidentally killed Liu Shuwen.He was frightened and stupid at the time, and suffered a lot of pain. After hastily destroying his body and destroying his traces, he fled back to the country in embarrassment and married Liao Bizhi.

There was red light in Liu Shuwen's eyes, and he smiled ferociously. He tightened his hand pinching Jun Zixuan's neck bit by bit, enjoying the faint wail of Jun Zixuan comfortably.

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The whole family of the Jun family died suddenly, only his son lived in a boarding school and survived. Who on earth killed this family with extremely cruel means?

No one knows the truth, anyway, the imperial army assigned the title of murderer to the party-state agent Tong Xiaoyu.

And where did that makeup mirror go?It seems that he was transported back to his hometown by a Japanese, and continues to provide unlimited imagination for countless screenwriters in the future.

The author has something to say: This passage...reminds me of what happened when I went to Happy Valley a few years ago.

At that time, my little cousin was already a strong man with a height of 185 and a weight of 200 tons...but he was more courageous than a cat~=皮=! ! !

(When I was a child, I told him an elevator ghost story, which frightened him so much that he dared not get on the elevator... My aunt talked about it for a whole year)

When I went to the haunted house, I insisted on walking in front of me, and I was stuck in the narrow place of the bridge to prevent me from running ahead of time. It scared me to death!

And I was chased for a while by a staff member pretending to be Sadako behind me!

When I came out, a staff member yelled in my ear and almost scared me to death~【=皮=! ! ! 】

Haha, but the haunted house in Happy Valley is really interesting...

16. Meat...

Since childhood, Jun Yiwen felt that he was destined to be a lone star, with a malevolent star in his destiny.

When he came to the Qingshan labor camp in City B with only a change of laundry pants and a watch, it was around the 60s. At that time, the XX Revolution had just spread here, and Jun Yiwen, as a local tyrant ( His ancestors were descendants of officials, warlords, and traitors, and he came back from studying in the United States. He was immediately labeled as a reactionary and "distributed" to the Qingshan Quarry Labor Camp.

"What are you looking at! Go in and report!" Just as he jumped out of the car, he was pushed into a hut by a caretaker of the quarry, so strong that he almost fell down.Jun Yiwen pushed his eyes on the bridge of his nose. Intellectuals just need to pay attention to their image, and they are too lazy to care about these big and three rough people, so they pushed the door in.

The room is small, very dark, and the furniture is very simple. There is a desk, a set of metal cabinets, and a huge portrait of a great man on the wall. There is a man sitting behind the desk. He looks about 50 or [-] years old and wears blue work clothes. , with two mustaches, and his eyes are squinted when he smiles, and he looks kind.

"You are Jun Yiwen?...I never expected...the offspring of a big landlord, a big warlord, and a big traitor turned out to be like this...I forgot to introduce myself. I am the leader of the quarry, and my name is Luo Qing. From now on, you will be here Renovate here with peace of mind, strive to benefit the society as soon as possible, and liberate all mankind as soon as possible, okay? Ah, yes, because the conditions here are relatively difficult, please overcome it..." the quarry leader named Luo Qing rambled Speaking of which, Jun Yiwen could tell that although he was smiling and speaking very politely, his eyes were full of contempt. He smiled indifferently. Anyway, his background was not good in the first place, and he has long been used to it these days up.

There are not many people working in this quarry, and there are only more than 20 people in total. These more than 20 people all sleep in a straw house. It is said that it used to be a cowshed, a straw mat, and a brick. These are the transformations. The victim's bed and pillows, the air was filled with the stench of men's sweat and excrement, which made him almost vomit when he entered the door.

The next day, Jun Yiwen officially "started to work".

He was still relatively young, and he was the strongest in the whole team, so he was assigned the heavy work of smashing stones with a hammer. When he returned to the cowshed to rest at night, Jun Yiwen felt that he could not even lift his arms. Wake up, and the only meal you can eat all day is a bowl of stick batter.

After wolfing down the bowl of mush, Jun Yiwen felt that his still hungry stomach finally eased a little. He lay tired on the straw mat, and despite the fleas and lice biting him, he was so tired that he didn't want to move at all.

Everyone in the cowshed was moaning and yelling that they were hungry.

"Are you okay?" A gentle voice rang in his ears, Jun Yiwen opened his eyes, and saw a man squatting beside him, about 26 years old, of medium build, handsome appearance, bright eyes, holding a bowl of water in his hand , was looking at him with a faint smile.

Jun Yiwen snorted weakly, the man smiled, put the bowl on the ground, helped him up, and said in a gentle voice: "I have observed you for a long time today, if you are not allowed to talk when you are working, I will talk to you when I am here." You said..." Jun Yiwen tilted his head, what does this person mean?The man smiled, and put the bowl to his mouth: "Drink some water first, I mean, can't you save some energy? If you foolishly hit the stone with all your strength, everyone will die of exhaustion."

Uh... Jun Yiwen suddenly realized why he was so stubborn, he could put on a show!He glanced at the man gratefully, and after drinking the water in the bowl, he panted slightly, "Hello, I'm Jun Yiwen, may I ask...?"

The man's eyes were very beautiful, and he smiled like a crescent moon, and said gently: "I know you, you are the one..." Before he finished speaking, Jun Yiwen took it with a look of disgust, "Big landlord, Are they descendants of great warlords and traitors?"

Jun Yiwen's quick words made the man laugh, "No, I mean, you are the scientist who is going to come back from the United States, aren't you?" Call him a descendant of XX, only the person in front of him asked him if he was a scientist, and he couldn't help but let out a quick uh, a little embarrassed, but the man generously extended his hand: "Hello, my name is Jin Ming, I am a history student. of."

Jin Ming's hands are very slender, with slender fingers and very soft, they don't look like they have worked here. After Jun Yiwen shook hands with him, he continued to comfort him: "You don't have to care about your background. So what, can a person decide to be born in that mother's belly?"

Jun Yiwen's gloomy mood finally got better, and he couldn't help laughing: "Yeah, we can't decide."

Jin Ming narrowed his eyes slightly, and softly comforted him: "Don't be discouraged, we will go back alive."

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The Qingshan quarry has a very heavy workload, working at sunrise and resting at sunset every day, blasting, quarrying, transporting stones, and sometimes grinding stones, forcibly grinding out several cocoons on Jun Yiwen's hands. According to the words of these reformers, Qin Shihuang did not use these labors so much when he built the Great Wall, and the daily food supply was not enough for a cat, which is really worse than a pig and a dog.

Jun Yiwen also gradually got acquainted with the "workmates" who lived together these days. The oldest was Professor Wang of the B City Drama Research Institute. The secretary is Principal X Daniu, and his tone may be that political struggles in the school have pulled him down; the one with the highest education is a famous realist writer in City B, who graduated from Yale in the United States and has a doctorate in literature; the one with the highest status may be Although Jin Ming is a small associate professor in the Institute of History and Archaeology, he heard that his ancestors were related to the Aixinjueluo family, and his colleagues nicknamed him "Prince"; he has the loudest voice. It was Uncle Li, who was the most famous martial arts student in B city on the eve of liberation, and now he is still doing somersaults in his [-]s, because he was sent to renovate because he criticized the model opera... Wait, wait, there are a lot of top talents in B city here, but they are doing a lot of work. Hard and tiring physical labor.

This is the tragedy of this era.

After going back and forth, Jun Yiwen and Jin Ming established a relationship that goes beyond good friends. The two are about the same age and both have the status of "sinners", so they naturally become friends who talk about everything.

That night, the guards at the construction site did not come to deliver meals. More than 20 people had done heavy physical work all day and were starving. Principal Niu and the others made a chess game out of nowhere, and everyone else was watching. Only Jin Ming and Jun Yiwen were lying on the straw mat, enduring the attack of lice and fleas, and for some reason, they talked about family.

"Do you have a child?" Jun Yiwen shook his head, sighed, quickly crushed a louse hidden in his belt, and said softly, "I won't go back to China if I want to have a child."

Jin Ming sighed softly, and continued to ask: "Then do you have a lover?" Jun Yiwen smiled, nodded firmly, but shrugged and spread his hands, "She is an American... After we had a fight, we fell in love with each other." Separated, I don't know how she is doing."

Jin Ming sighed slightly, and narrowed his eyes slightly: "Do you regret it? Do you regret coming back?"

Jun Yiwen laughed, looked up at the moon in the sky from the leaky roof, and said lightly: "I don't regret it, this is the place where I was born and raised, my parents, my grandfather, and our ancestors have lived for countless generations. We all live together, and I dream of coming back."

Jin Ming laughed: "I really didn't expect that the offspring of you, a big traitor, would be so patriotic." Jun Yiwen laughed loudly, didn't take this sentence seriously, and didn't say much, and asked Jin Ming's family instead. Condition.

Jin Ming was silent for a while, breathed a sigh of relief as if he had made up his mind, lowered his eyes, and said coldly: "I haven't married yet... because I like men." Jun Yiwen was slightly surprised when he heard this, and he didn't know why he suddenly Having said that, he couldn't help but propped himself up with one arm, and tilted his head to look at him.Under the moonlight, his eyes were very bright, and he looked at him motionless, his lips were tightly pressed, as if he was waiting for Jun Yiwen's reaction.

Jun Yiwen thought for a while, homosexuality seems to be a kind of mental illness in the United States... But Jin Ming in front of him looks very normal, besides those famous homosexuals in ancient times, he knows that there is a strengthening row, but... after all, it is also a mental illness There is a problem, if it is not necessary... in the future... why don't you stay away from him?

Thinking of this, he smiled, raised his other arm, pretended to punch his shoulder hard, and said with a smile: "What's the matter, no matter what you are, you and I are good friends."

Jin Ming didn't know what he was really thinking, so he breathed a sigh of relief, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he actually smiled.

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The days are still going on, I don't know why, the daily food supply is decreasing day by day, sometimes there is nothing at all, but the work that should be done is indispensable.

People are hungry and flustered.

The quarry cannot be entered and exited at will, in fact, it is exactly like a prison. The guards simply ignored any of their requests. After a few days, Uncle Li's cheeks were sunken from hunger, and he had no energy to speak, and he stopped hanging his throat every day. When working, he kept staring at the ground and ate wild vegetables whenever he saw them.

People died gradually. The first person to be starved to death was Principal Niu, who never woke up one morning... The second person was Professor Luo, who had three children at home... The third was...

The god of death held up the sickle in his hand, and cut off people's fragile lives one by one. Those guards turned a blind eye, pretending that nothing happened, but the truth is: among the twenty or so people, eight or more people died one after another. personal.

In fact, these senior intellectuals also know that they are waiting to die when they are sent here.

Jun Yiwen is also hungry, yellow and thin, with a big head and a thin body. At first glance, he looks more African than an African refugee.Fortunately, Jin Ming often took care of him, digging some wild vegetables for him to eat, so he wasn't too hungry.Although Jun Yiwen still hated this gay man, he was grateful for his daily care. He is definitely a good person.

Within a day, another person died.

It was almost winter at this time, the temperature in the mountains was getting lower and lower, life was getting more and more difficult, and there was still not a single meal delivered, and everyone was desperate for the current life.

One day, Uncle Li came over and quietly said something to Jin Ming. Jin Ming ran over with a surprised smile and whispered to him, "Ah Wen, Uncle Li said he found a quarry. Through the gap, you can go up the mountain to hunt, today he will take me to hunt secretly, just wait, today we can eat meat!"

Jun Yiwen was dizzy from hunger, and when he heard the word "meat", his saliva was about to flow down. He had already forgotten that there were no animals on the green hill at this time, so he nodded vigorously in a hurry: "Okay, okay! Hurry up Bar!"

Jin Ming smiled, waved his hand, and left with Uncle Li.

After Jin Ming went hunting with Uncle Li, Jun Yiwen thought that what he had accumulated for N days was his job, so he went down to the quarry and started working.After working for about two hours, Uncle Li came over with two pieces of roasted meat, and laughed: "Xiao Jun! Eat meat!"

Meat! ! !

Jun Yiwen pounced on it all at once, and took a hard bite without saying a word.

The barbecue meat is very delicious, a bit fat, very thin, with a strange aroma. Jun Yiwen wanted to ask what kind of meat it was several times, but after thinking about it, he decided to eat it before asking, so he took a big bite. The meat on the mouth.

It's so delicious!After eating the meat, Uncle Li squatted on the ground, looked at him with weird eyes, and asked him in a low voice: "Baby, is it delicious?" Jun Yiwen nodded abruptly, wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, impatiently "Master, what kind of meat is this? Why is it so delicious?"

Uncle Li smiled strangely, waved his hands, left a sentence of "Hurry up and work", got up and left.

Jun Yiwen always felt it was weird, and looked around for a long time, but Jin Ming didn't show up either. Could it be that he's cooking meat now?But Uncle Li has a weird expression, is there something he is hiding from him?

Jun Yiwen thought for a while, then quietly sneaked back to the cowshed and eavesdropped on their conversation.

"Hey, has that kid eaten?" It was a capitalist named Lao Jia who spoke in a very low voice.

"Eat it, I think it tastes delicious, I heard that human flesh is very delicious, hey! It's quite a laborious job to kill that boy! Don't worry about it, anyway, those two boys are the most tender meat among us, Treat it as fresh pork! Let’s go! Let’s go quickly, it’s fresh now! Go eat the meat!” Uncle Li cheered happily, and the rest of the people also cheered, and followed Uncle Li happily.Hunger has dehumanized these senior intellectuals.

Jun Yiwen felt his whole body twitching, and he lost all strength.

That is to say... Uncle Li killed Jin Ming, then dug up his flesh, and specially asked him to try it, to see if the human flesh was delicious?Come eat him after eating Jin Ming?

Jun Yiwen ran out madly, and when he woke up, he found himself sitting quietly in the most remote corner of the quarry. After thinking that what he had just eaten was Jin Ming's meat, he felt his stomach churn again, but lying on his stomach No matter how much I vomited on the ground, I couldn't vomit.

Now he doesn't care at all whether he is the next person to be eaten, but: he ate human flesh, he ate Jinming's flesh.

Thinking of this, Jun Yiwen trembled all over his body.

"Huh..." A gust of chilly wind suddenly blew past his ears, Jun Yiwen turned his head inadvertently, and screamed in fright.In the darkness, an unknown thing with green eyes was looking straight at him.

Jun Yiwen took a few steps back slowly. He thought he had encountered a wild beast, but the shadow in that dark place made a sound of "Kurukuru" and slowly walked over.

Jun Yiwen took a few steps back in fright, squinting his eyes, and felt that the black image was alone. Unexpectedly, this monster spoke human words: "Where's my ass? Did you see it?"