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Nearly a year has passed, and I have proposed to the spirit, and the relationship between the two has turned around, at least on the surface.
I get more and more magazines to write for, so now I spend most of my day running to the park where the man lives, I don't go there very often, and I don't see it every time, but every time I see it, I am surprised to find that this kid can't stop growing, and it's already a dog big enough to scare adults.
As always, there are not many people going to the park, since a large number of dead cats have been discovered, those old people who originally danced square dances do not dare to come, although these old guys are old, but they cherish their lives immensely.
"O iniquity! I don't know who is so ruthless. β
The old aunt downstairs was about to shed tears when she said this, but she forgot that a cat she once had was thrown in that park by her because she was old. Now, if you don't die of old age, it is estimated that it has become food for men.
I don't know why, but the shock of seeing a cat corpse for the first time gradually faded with the closeness of the man to me. I don't know if dogs eat cats or not, but dogs used to be wolves, and wolves are standard carnivores, and it shouldn't be picky about the type of meat. In fact, I've seen men eat rats.
I can't help but feel a little funny that such a natural thing has become cruel to these old women who think they are civilized and compassionate.
One day I was a little late to play with the man, I said goodbye to the man, ran to the park gate alone, when I was about to get to the park gate, a middle-aged woman wearing pajamas was also walking a large golden retriever, no leash to let the dog walk by herself, she hung on the gym equipment and dangled. The Golden Retriever is a very docile breed, but I didn't expect that when I passed by them, the Golden Retriever suddenly barked at me, and was still sprinting back and forth in front of me, and was ready to pounce.
It's so annoying, I can't help but wonder, why just bully me? Do I have the words "honest man" written on my face?
"Auntie, Lala, your dog!" I was a little scared and shouted at the middle-aged woman, but I didn't expect her to ignore me, I shouted again, and she said slowly, "What are you doing?" Happy is a good boy and won't bite you. β
Fucking old* look. I was annoyed and angry, and pretended to kick the dog, but I didn't expect the golden retriever to run away, but instead bowed down, looking like I wanted to attack, I was in a hurry, if I was bitten, it would be troublesome. At this time, I heard a roar and saw a black lightning bolt, rushing towards the golden retriever, who had no time to dodge, and was bitten by the thing in the neck, and it was bleeding from its neck. That's a man.
"Oops! Happy! You stinky boy! Fight with you! "The middle-aged woman threw herself and came towards me, and before she could get close, the man was already stepping in front of me, and his pure black eyes were clearly ready to attack again.
I've seen a lot of big dogs in the city, they're huge, they roar enough to shock anyone who wants to approach them, and when their owners take out their collars and clubs, they reveal their slave nature, but the man doesn't care about biting a person or killing a person, or even eating a person.
Before I could scold the man, I saw the back of the middle-aged woman's farts and urine.
I crouched down to soothe the man's murderous intent, and he looked at me lazily, licked my hand, and walked away slowly. It walked over to the golden retriever, who was not yet dead, lowered its head and sniffed, and bit the golden retriever's neck again, the golden retriever struggled violently for a while, and finally did not move, and the male pine spoke, changed the angle and bit down again, and then dragged it hard into the depths of the park. I understand that it's storing food. I remember that dogs don't hunt their own kind, let alone eat dog meat, but all this doesn't seem to be confirmed in men. The ghost sent the gods, I even helped it drag the golden retriever into the park, the man didn't eat today, it was going to eat.
In the depths of the park, the man began to eat, its sharp teeth bit through the golden retriever's abdomen, pulled out a slippery intestine, held it with its front paws and began to chew, the golden retriever's body fluids mixed with blood flowed everywhere, but surprisingly not fishy, but there was a musk-like smell permeating, I silently watched the man finish eating the intestine, and then poked his mouth into the golden retriever's stomach, and pulled something out.
I don't know why, but I swallowed.
"Man, is it delicious?" I got a little closer. It didn't bother to pay attention to me, and ate happily.
I've had dog meat hot pot and it tastes very good, and I've also eaten sashimi, but what does raw dog meat taste like?
I dipped my fingers in the tissue fluid of the golden retriever's abdomen, put it in my mouth and sucked, hmm! Not bad, seeing the man's torn half of his intestines dragged on the ground, I hesitated to pick it up.
"Let's eat dog sashimi." I convinced myself to put that half of the intestine in my mouth. Except that it was a little sticky and quite slippery, I remembered a kind of powder that I had somewhere. When you bite down gently, the warm body fluids of the dog meat have the taste of broth that has been burned for a long time.
The man looked at me and made a "haha" sound.
"You're not that stingy, are you?" I said, and I learned to "haha" twice, as if a strange sensation drove me to bend down and tear at the golden retriever like a dogγγγγγγ
From that day on, I was hooked on raw food. At first, it was just some Japanese food and medium-rare steaks, but gradually these were no longer enough for me, and I started to eat some fresh meat from the supermarket, or unpainted meat directly from the barbecue restaurant in the city.
Or maybe it was fresh flesh and blood that nourished my inspiration and talent, and my manuscript began to be targeted by a high-end magazine, and they hired me to write a column for them, and through them I met a reliable publisher, and the publisher said that my style was very recognized, and gave me a proposition, and asked me to give him an outline for writing within a month.
Everything was good luck from that night, and I miss the golden retriever's slightly warm flesh and blood, as well as the internal organsγγγγγγ
I would make time every day to see the man and bring him a large piece of fresh meat, there were not many stray cats and dogs in the park, and the shape of the man was gradually frozen into a chilling carnivorous beast. I love to watch it put its mouth on the ground and let out a suppressed howl, and at that moment, my blood begins to boil, and the infinite inspiration and energy also melt into my body at that moment.
Ling and I also have a good relationship, although she occasionally has a temper with the eldest lady, but compared to the situation in which she hated me before, it is much better, I began to plan to marry her at the end of this year, the two went to see the wedding dress together one day, Ling did not like it, she said that she was going to another wedding dress shop to see, it happened that I had to submit a manuscript that day, so I didn't go, and came back alone.
As soon as I walked to the gate of the community, I saw a familiar figure, and she also recognized me, only to see her running over fiercely, grabbing me by the collar, and saying, "Stinky boy!" I've finally found you. β
It is the owner of the golden retriever, this kind of forty or fifty-year-old aunt is the most difficult, I struggled and defended: "Auntie, I am also sad about your dog, but I don't know the black dog, he is so fierce that I was almost bitten by it." β
The man is clearly a beast that has never been domesticated, and she has to accept my statement, but still doesn't let go, "I don't care, you pay for my dog!" Otherwise, I will go to your house to make trouble, I have already found out, your family lives in No. 503 of this building, you don't compensate me, I will go to your house every day to sit! β
You fucking scoundrel! I also became angry, and shook off her hand, and she actually rushed up again, and wrestled with me, and at first I just parried and didn't let her hit, until she knocked my glasses away.
I forgot how angry I was, I just remembered that my right fist hit her in the face firmly, she took a few steps back, and tried to rush up, but finally she couldn't afford to fall, I stepped forward, lifted my foot, and slammed on her stomach, she spat out a mouthful of gastric juice, waved her hand at me with difficulty, and said, "Don't fight, don't fightγγγγγγ" But I couldn't hear anything, if it wasn't for the community doorman who came to hear the sound and hugged me, I can guarantee that I would have beaten her to death.
I was detained at the police station for a week, and I learned through my lawyer that the middle-aged woman had a slight fracture on her face, and although it did not constitute a criminal offense, she opened her mouth and demanded 200,000 yuan in damages.
"How is that possible!" I cursed angrily.
With a professional smile on his face, the lawyer told me slowly and methodically that 200,000 yuan is indeed too much, but for the sake of my future, it is better to actively compensate. In the end, I negotiated with her through a lawyer and gave her 50,000 yuan, and the matter came to an end temporarily.
When I got home, the spirit took pity on me, hugged me and cried and cried, saying that I didn't know what to do without me, and I kissed her with emotion, and she again and again.
The next day, when Ling was still sleeping, the phone rang at home, and when I picked it up, it turned out to be this ghostly middle-aged woman, who claimed that she had a bruise in her brain and wanted to go to the hospital for treatment immediately, so I asked me to bring money.
"Are you sick? It's endless! I lowered my voice and growled. In my heart, I * handled the case
Ancestor 10,000 times, he must have given my home phone to this scoundrel woman.
"Stinky boy, don't you come? Then you have to be careful when you go out in the future! And your girlfriend, let her be careful! β
"You!" I didn't know how to deal with it, I was speechless for a while, and I learned from the lawyer that she was a famous childless old widow in this area, named Xu Yulan, who had been widowed for decades, and her psychology was probably distorted and deformed, and she was a lifeless person. She usually doesn't interact with people at all, so she has a dog, living on subsistence allowance, her dog hurts people several times, and she takes off her clothes and splashes when the victim comes to the door, and no one can do anything about her.
She was still scolding herself, and a thought flashed through my mind, and my hand holding the microphone began to tremble, it was exciting!
"Oh, Aunt Xu, don't say such scary things, okay?" My flattering voice even startled herself, and she probably didn't expect the 360-degree turn in my attitude, so she was stunned for a moment, and continued to say aggressively: "Then you come here." β
"Aunt Xu, let's open the skylight and say that the lighting is bright, you just want money, there is no need to go to the hospital to toss, when the money is spent on medical expenses, do you really take those medicines?" I smiled and said softly, "In this way, you can give me a number, as long as it is not too excessive, I will promise you that the cash will be given to you directly." I'm going to get married to my girlfriend, and if I can't bear any more trouble, your old man will let me go. β
She couldn't hold back her pride from the microphone, and she hated me so much that I just wanted to spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm, she said: "Actually, I see that you are a young man who is quite gentle, so I won't embarrass you, 20,000 yuan, and one less will say that the aunt turned her face." β
The devil in my heart began to laugh, and said meekly: "Okay, it's only 20,000, so let's do it, this neighborhood is all neighbors, please don't talk about it everywhere, otherwise my girlfriend will say that I am weak and useless." β
She didn't get the money, so she naturally accepted it.
I continued, "The afternoon after tomorrow, or the park last time?" β
She hesitated for a moment and said worriedly, "Will that big dog still be there that day?" It's not good to bite anyone. β
I laughed and said, "Auntie, that dog has long been disposed of by the chengguan, I saw it that day, otherwise where would I dare to go for a walk often." β
Only then did she put her mind at ease: "Okay! That's the place. β
20,000 yuan is really not a big amount for me now. For her, too, all the dead need is the Dead Coin.
While Ling was still sleeping, I prepared a large hammer and a cutting knife, put it in a large black backpack, and went to buy several large bags of laundry detergent. The little girl at the supermarket smiled at me as always, and I greeted her politely, and then ran to the park with the loot of my shopping.
The park is actually very large, there is a public toilet in the depths of it, and the occasional visitors do not know how to pay attention to hygiene, the squatting toilet is covered with air-dried feces, the sink is covered with dust, and there is smeared feces on the blurred mirror, because the original color of the feces can no longer be seen for a long time, and no matter what kind of feces will eventually unify into a dark brown color. "Who the fuck is so perverted!" I couldn't help but scold the guy who wiped poop on the mirror.
It took me a day to clean it until it was brand new and new. I tried the toilet light, and it turned on, and I lay down on the floor of the renovated toilet as if I had won the lottery, singing loudly and uncontrollably.
The man rushed in suddenly, with a half-sized wild cat in his mouth, which was not dead yet, and let out a small wail. I suddenly felt a little hungry after a busy day's work.
"Hey! Baby! β
I caressed the mane's erect mane lovingly, and held the stray cat's back with my hand and pulled, the man generously let go, I plunged the knife into the cat's neck, rotated the blade, and the cat's head was cut off in a tremble, and I threw it to the man, who bit and chewed hard, making a rattling sound. I grabbed both legs of the cat and tore it to the neck, and the tip of my tongue came up to savor the fresh cat blood, which was amazing! I forcefully tore the skin on the cat's legs, revealing the sticky and bloody tender flesh, I bit it greedily, the cat's bones were a little hard, but I didn't want to lose to the man, and after chewing repeatedly, I ate a whole cat leg. The taste of raw meat is not comparable to any cooking, and when the man and I stopped satisfied, there was only a puddle of fur left on the ground. The man licked the blood on the ground, and I put my arms around its neck, like a good buddy, and I said to it, "Do you want to change the taste?" β
Today I am in a very good mood, and I have come home several times in the evening to be in good spirits. and the Spirit was amazed at my bravery. I think it's probably about eating raw meat.
Another day passed, I wandered around the park, which was sparsely populated, and the residential area was far away, except in the evening, and there were basically no people coming. I found that I really like to be alone like a beast. Tomorrow afternoon I'm going to carry out the action that I've rehearsed several times in my mind, and I'm a little nervous, but more excited. I am no longer my old self, I seem to have great power to tear apart all the obstacles in front of me.
The newly bought mobile phone rang suddenly, I picked it up and listened, and sure enough, it was her.
"Hey, are your bills ready?"
"Of course, it's been prepared for a long time, just waiting for you to get it."
"Hehe, that's good, I'm still worried about you changing your hexagram!" Her tone softened, as if she was asking an old friend to play mahjong.
"Oops! Auntie, you can rest assured, but if you take this money, you are not allowed to harass me and my family anymore. β
"Don't worry about this, I don't have anyone to say go, I just need money, and I will disappear from your field of vision forever if I get it."
"Then I'll rest assured, then it'll be half past two tomorrow afternoon." I say. Because there will be no one in the park at this time.
At noon the next day, I gave Ling a thousand pieces to go out for a walk, and then I sat on the sofa in the living room and closed my eyes, and I could feel that the power had been awakened by me, and it was ready to move.
It was almost half past two when the phone rang. We had a brief chat and got ready to go. I put on sneakers, carried a large black backpack (it couldn't have been money), opened the door and walked out. It took about 20 minutes to jog from my house to the park, but today I deliberately picked up my speed and took another more remote road to the park, and in about 10 minutes, I saw the figure I hated in the park.
"Coming?" She has a very kind attitude.
I nodded and deliberately said, "It's really troublesome, Auntie, you don't know how to use a smartphone, otherwise I'll transfer it to you." β
"I'm old, I won't." She said a little embarrassed.
"Withdrawing cash from the bank is dangerous, you know? I had just come out of the bank and two people who looked more obscene than me had followed me, and I was so frightened that I managed to get rid of them. I'm sure I'll give you this money, you don't need to make people get along with me anymore, do you? Those two are your people? "I deliberately said that I knew that this sentence was unreasonable, but I still had to lie to her.
She was stunned for a moment and said, "Where is this, how do I know when you will withdraw the money?" Even knowing that I wouldn't do that, I swear I didn't tell anyone and no one to tell. β
I shook my head with pretended to be apprehensive, and said, "If it weren't for your people, it would be even more troublesome, and they will follow you after you take the money, and I don't know if they have been dumped or not, maybe they are hiding in the shadows." Let's go to the park, and when you get the money, you go out through the other gate of the park and they won't find you. β
Seeing that I was talking about something, she was a little panicked, and quickly nodded and accepted my suggestion.
We walked into the park, I walked in front, she walked behind, I walked to the toilet, and she followed me. I said, "There's a toilet over there, it's safe, I'll give it to you, and then I'll come out and see if anyone is following, if not, you can go home, if there is, I'll escort you home, I still have something to do, there are really bad people, I can't sit idly by." β
"Good! You've got a good heart, young man. She said gratefully.
I sneered in my heart, listened to her footsteps, and listened to her walk the last part of her life step by step.
I'm 175 tall, I'm 140 weight, I'm slightly chubby, my hair is short, my head looks bigger, I wear a pair of black-rimmed glasses, I always have a slight smile on my face, I know I'm very inconspicuous, and I look like a bully. No one knew that when I was in the third grade of elementary school, I smashed a classmate's head with a brick and had to change schools. When I was in high school, seven bad students in the senior year called me to the playground and forced me to hand over a month's living expenses, and as a result, I stuck a key in the eye of one of the bad students. The reason why I am still freelancing is also because the director of a previous company was fired because I broke the bridge of my nose with a clean punch. So, my tame personality also has a brutal side.
So, when I struck this woman on the back of the head with a hammer, it was as if I was just repeating my favorite thing in my life, and warm blood spurted out and flew in the air. The human skull is very strong, but I didn't use all my strength because I didn't want her to die so quickly. She threw herself forward to the ground, still conscious, I went up and turned her over, her eyes widened, her lips trembled, she wanted to shout, but only a faint voice shouted, everything was in vain in such an empty and uninhabited park. At some point, the man quietly stood behind me, he looked up at me, I crouched down and stroked its mane, its head rubbed against my hand in a friendly way, did it have a premonition that the woman in front of it would be food? I wiped my hand on the blood on the ground, put my hand under its nose, it sniffed, its pupils dilated for a moment, it was joy.
"How? Tastes good, right? Doesn't it taste better than a dead cat or a dead dog? I said.
Although the woman could not resist anything, I still had her hands tied up with rope and gagged her mouth with the sackcloth that I had prepared long ago, which was the rag that Ling and I used to wipe the table, which had not been washed for several days, and which did not smell much better than poop. The man had been looking at me with interest during the process, and he had probably never seen such a complicated process.
"You're just too weird." I effortlessly lifted the woman's petite body up and let her ass sit on the sink, "We humans don't live just to fill our stomachs, people, can't do without *, if you find a wife earlier, your personality won't be so weird, and you won't end up today." β
The woman's mouth was whining, and God knows what she was talking about.
I took off the woman's pants, but I didn't expect her skin to be really good, but there was a lot of fat, and there was a bad smell on her body, but the smell was very strong. The first time I saw the old woman's body, it was a little fresh, and the figure of the spirit appeared in my mind, would she be like this at this age? Haha, probably not, she is a person who can maintain her, if I can't come up with the money to maintain her, I will definitely be kicked out by her like a ball.
I tapped the woman's knee with a hammer, "Na, which is stiffer than the skull?" β
With a terror glint in the woman's eyes, she struggled and slipped off the sink.
I lifted her up again, and to prevent her from rolling off again, I used a rope to secure her hand to the faucet. I examined her first, and then suddenly I rounded the hammer and smashed the woman's kneecap, which instantly sank down. The woman wailed in pain, but it was all smothered in the stinking rag. Her screams of pain were nothing more than instinctive reactions, and the sharp pain from blunt instruments was usually slightly slower than the pain from sharp objects piercing my body, giving me time to put down my hammer and hold her firmly with both hands.
She began to tremble violently, fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, and her head shook sharply, as if she was not at all worried that her neck would break, and I had to ask her to take a dozen slaps to calm her down, and her eyes were full of begging, begging me to let her go.
"Please? Softened? Aren't you amazing? "I remembered her threatening words and slapped her in the face again. The stinky rag is such a good thing that she can't make a sound or bite her tongue off when it's in severe pain.
I pulled a handful of her hair and began to tear it hard, and slowly, her head was already bent to the limit, and I suddenly exerted force, and the hair was torn off a piece of her scalp.
The woman's mouth still made a "whine" sound, and I listened to it in my ears, and I felt very refreshed, it was an extremely pleasant sound, more beautiful than the sound of heaven, and it was a pleasure of revenge.
The man stood up, took a few steps back, and made a "haha" sound from his mouth, as if he was reluctant, but I preferred to believe that it was interested in my performance, because I didn't want to admit that I wasn't even as good as a brute.
With such a cheering audience, I naturally couldn't slack off, I squatted down, pressed the woman's broken kneecap, and there was a texture on my hand, as if I was touching a bag of biscuits, and the ridged bone stubble was like the edge of a biscuit. She writhed in pain, and this was when she felt the most pain, and the dull pain had spread. Just as I was immersed in the pleasure of abuse, a hot and moist liquid slipped onto my face, and I looked up and looked, ha! The woman is incontinent, and the smelly thick yellow liquid γγγγγγ the way a woman urinates, and I have never even seen it.
Ha! It's so exciting! I started kicking her thereγγγγγγ
Every time there has been a similar violent incident in my life, the people around me have attributed the cause to an "outburst of honest people", honest people? Those who don't like to talk are honest people? Even if it's right, but honest people are all cowards and easy to bully? What ignorance! People are all so self-righteous, thinking that they are wise and perceptive, groveling to the strong and showing their fangs to the weak. Who knows, taciturn does not mean that you are weak, and it does not mean that you can be bullied, they may have more connotation, there is a cognition that ordinary people do not have, just because they are introverted and quiet, they are classified as inferior, it is really superficial and despicable, people have to be like the vegetable market is a good character, on the superior? People who think this way must be ridiculous and ignorant, and their own quality is definitely not very good, these people label others as "good bullies", just ask, who will tolerate the bullying of others? Isn't bullying others dead? When one of these people is really dead, what kind of "honest people are stuffy and smelly, and dogs that can bite people don't bark", this is the last mockery of an honest person, the honest man and the "high-quality person" who did it were broken, obviously a victim, but became the scolded party, is the quiet character so spurned and disgusting? Honest people are really sad!
I don't know if I was born a demon or if I was forced to be like this by those people.
After venting my anger, I smiled at the woman and said, "Auntie, did you drink too much water today?" If you want to pee and say, how can you use other people's faces as urinals? This is uncivilized behavior~"
The woman kept shivering, I don't know if it was because of the cold, or the severe pain, or the fear, probably because of the severe pain, after all, I kicked her 108 times.
I want to give her more desperation, the more "condiments" she can cook the most delicious taste.
My cat bent down, starting from the woman's toes, just like nailing the table and chair, it didn't seem to use much force, its strength was concentrated to a point, and the force was not ordinary, this is "ingenuity". The sound of bones shattering continued, and finally her legs became small and small, hanging limply from the sink like noodles.
Although her mouth was gagged with a stinky rag, the sound in her throat was still shocking, and the muffled roar was hysterical. Her eyes were so wide open that they bulged out like ping-pong balls.
For a moment, I felt compassion for her.
"Aren't you an old widow? Before you die, let you feel the taste of being conquered by a man. I said.
I cut off her blouse. Her nudity is really unsightly, looking at her 50s, her face is ugly enough, and the fat on her body is like the face of a Shar Pei.
I saw a slack and gentle look in her eyes, alas! You'd love it, right? Are you willing to trade your life for an experience? In fact, *is more important than life, without *, life has no meaning, it is dead.
Fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, alternating between pain and enjoyment. Eventually, she fainted, not knowing if it was because of the pain in her leg or something else.
"You go and die."
I said and rounded the hammer and smashed her head one by one, her head burst open like a watermelon, splashed on my face, splashed on the mirror on the washstand, I stopped my hand and looked at myself in the mirror, it was not me, it was the demon who lived in my body.
"Shape man!"
I snapped my fingers.
The type man smelled the smell of blood, and the beast was furious, maybe it pitied the woman, but under the stimulation of the bloody gas, the woman became food.
"People die like lights go out, how can people die and not die? What happens after death and what is there to care about? People are animals, animals can be eaten and killed, so why shouldn't people? What is the end of life, it is just a set of rules set up by human beings for themselves, breaking through this set of rules is the realm, the high realm is to return to nature, there is killing in nature, there is blood, you will not feel timid and shocked when you see through it, you will lie down calmly, accept any way of death, and finally like a fallen leaf, you will become one with the earth. I guess that's why the sky burial exists, right? β
While the man was feasting on a woman's corpse, I was babbling on the sidelines, chewing on a piece of the woman's breasts that looked fairly clean.
I had a good time with the man, and I took away the rest of the corpse residue, in order to prevent the man from pulling it out, I chose to bury it in a meadow outside the park, after all, it is a human civilization society, and it is illegal to eat people.
Old Aunt Xu Yulan, goodbye, I stood at the edge of the meadow, waved goodbye to her inside, and then walked away in a dashing manner.