With the happy laughter of the child, Meng Qingqiang slowly opened his eyes, got up and walked back to the back room, where his son and wife had already gotten up. Looking at his wife's busy and children's happy figures, he felt that his life at this moment was perfect.

After a night of speech, he can say that he has slept for a long time, no, it should be said that he has slept the most down-to-earth and relaxed sleep in the past two years, and he can't remember the last time it was so comfortable, it seems that it has been a long, long time.

The wife used the alcohol stove she found yesterday to cook a pot of instant noodles with a few poached eggs in it. This made the little fellow very happy, for he had not eaten hot food for days, and the food, which he had largely ignored, had given him an irresistible temptation this morning. When Meng Qingqiang walked in, the little guy was gobbling up, and his wife was smiling and persuading him to slow down.

Seeing his father walk in, the little guy put down the bowl, said hello sweetly and then continued to fight, Bai Ying also filled a bowl to Meng Qingqiang, looking at the noodles in his hand, Meng Qingqiang smiled and thanked him, and sat down next to his son to eat with him, Bai Ying looked at the two of them looking like starving ghosts, and couldn't help laughing. For a while, the picture is warm and comfortable, as if returning to the good past.

But what she didn't know was that in fact, Meng Qingqiang had lost all his sense of taste except meat, and this bowl was basically no different from eating a bunch of rope for him, but he still ate it very happily.

Because sometimes, it doesn't matter what you eat, it's where you eat and who you eat.

After the meal, the family of three happily cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, and Meng Qingqiang was about to start the day's work. Collect, clean, transform. A lot of things were waiting for him, the only "free man", and after Meng Qingqiang, who was fully clothed, lit a cigarette, he leisurely opened the anti-theft fence and roller shutter door from the inside.

The fresh air, the morning sun, everything can make people feel uplifting, but at this time, he widened his eyes, and there was a corpse standing outside the rolling shutter door, and Meng Qing, who opened the rolling shutter door, came face to face with it strongly, and it was only more than half a meter away from the top of the sky, which made him startled again.

A puff of the cigarette in his mouth, for the ghost of the corpse, Meng Qingqiang was already a little angry, more depressed, the good mood just now was swept away, he looked at it, and found that it was still an "acquaintance", the first figure he saw after coming to this world was this brother's, after leaving a few days ago, it never appeared again, but he didn't expect it to suddenly appear at the door at this time.

The "acquaintance" at the door looked at Meng Qingqiang directly, and a thoughtful expression appeared on his sluggish face, as if he also recognized him.

"We're really fated, I didn't expect to meet again, since I'm embarrassed not to express it, just take it as a good deed and send you relief."

Before the words were finished, the double axe in his hand had been split, and the first axe in his left hand cut off most of his neck, and his whole head was crooked on his shoulder, and he withdrew his left hand, and then his upper body turned back slightly, and the axe in his right hand suddenly with a sharp splitting sound, and his head split on his right shoulder from top to bottom. Meng Qingqiang's action was crisp, fast, and powerful, completely beyond the reaction of "acquaintances", and he had fallen to the ground in an instant.

Looking at the corpse that was still twitching slightly in the sun, Meng Qingqiang had an indescribable disgust, and when he saw the big neuron that was also slightly contracted, he finally couldn't help but stomp on it, like stepping on a rotten fruit, dark green juice splashed everywhere.

But when he retracted his foot, he unexpectedly found that there was a piece of yellow substance similar to transparent jelly in the fragmented tissue, which reflected a bright light slightly in the sun, Meng Qingqiang couldn't help but curiously use his fingers to pull out the "jelly" from the tissue, the substance was only the size of a fingernail, and the tough feel was similar to pectin gummies.

Meng Qingqiang wiped off the small amount of dark green substance that remained on its surface with his hand, and then pinched this piece of "pectin jelly" with his thumb and index finger to look at it in the sun.

Suddenly, I don't know what the reason is, this piece of material emitted a strange aroma, Meng Qingqiang, who smelled the smell, was in a trance, and when he came back to his senses, he had already put this thing in his mouth and chewed it, and when he realized what he had done, he couldn't help but feel nauseous in his heart, but then the wonderful taste that burst out of his mouth made him unable to stop at all. After chewing and swallowing uncontrollably, he felt like he had been stimulated, and every cell seemed to come alive. Then he "heard" a strange murmur.

The voice came into his brain in an incomprehensible way, sometimes high and sometimes low, irregular, he couldn't understand the content at all, but with the whispering of the whisper, an inexplicable desire slowly emerged in his heart, and when his wife heard the sound of the fight and quieted down and came out to check, Meng Qingqiang understood what this desire was, it was an incomparable desire for fresh flesh and blood.

His wife's shout made Meng Qingqiang wake up violently, and the whispering disappeared with it, and his desire subsided. After reacting, a huge fear arose in his heart, and he no longer felt hot or cold, and at this time, he seemed to feel a piercing chill soaking his whole body.

He narrowed his eyes and calmed down instantly, after all, disguise had become his instinct, I don't know if it was the fragrance or the reason for the whispering, a few violent roars suddenly came from nearby, and dozens of corpses quickly appeared in the field of vision. Meng Qingqiang used the excuse to ask his wife to hurry back and lock the fence.

Dozens of corpses seemed to be looking for something, and more than a dozen surrounded Meng Qingqiang. The corpse man is actually as territorial as an animal, and the vicinity of the hardware store is, in a sense, already Meng Qingqiang's territory, except for the "acquaintance" who has just been freed, there are no corpse people approaching, so this situation is very abnormal now.

And Meng Qingqiang, who had just experienced an inexplicable encounter and great fear, was also in a state of inner irritability and expectation to vent at this time, and the approach of the corpse man was in his arms, and he rushed towards the corpse man in a few steps, the axe shadows flew one after another, and the piercing sound of splitting the air continued to sound.

In the face of Meng Qingqiang, the corpses lost their brutality in the face of humans, at this time they were as fragile as lambs to be slaughtered, as if facing the same as the higher ones, after hacking most of the corpses, the remaining corpses fled, they couldn't wait to disappear in Meng Qingqiang's field of vision, and Meng Qingqiang, who had finished venting, did not pursue.

There are two reasons for him, one is that he has slowly calmed down after venting, the anger generated by fear has subsided, and more importantly, he wants to see if he can find that yellow substance again, but unfortunately after searching the heads of dozens of corpses, he has never found the same substance again.

Looking at the mess nearby, he frowned, and then kept lifting the corpse with both hands and throwing it into the distance, for him now, it is not a problem at all to pick up an adult with one hand and throw it twenty or thirty meters away, and those distant corpses don't have to care, I believe that they will be "wiped out" soon.

Meng Qingqiang, who returned to the house, seemed to inadvertently ask his wife if he heard a strange sound like babbling. Bai Ying said that after not hearing it, she was more concerned about whether there was something wrong with his body. Just like covering up his illness back then, Meng Qingqiang concealed his situation, and although Bai Ying was still a little uneasy, she didn't say anything, but secretly determined to slowly channel her husband's heart, she felt that it might be that her husband didn't adapt to it after becoming a monster and had psychological problems, this situation is very common, and many people in normal society who have undergone major changes in their lives will have various psychological problems to a greater or lesser extent. What's more, Meng Qingqiang's current situation is beyond the understanding of normal people. Although she is not a professional psychiatrist, she has a slight understanding of the situation.

After explaining what had just happened, Meng Qingqiang pretended to be casual and continued to prepare to complete the work that was stranded halfway, but when he walked into the bright morning light, he realized that his perfect life, like his current figure, had been cast a small piece of darkness.

After waving his hand to his wife and children standing in the door, he turned around and walked towards the truck, and at the same time secretly ruthless in his heart, if he really can't control the desires in his body one day and wants to hurt his family, then he will burn himself to ashes with his own hands!

"It's not the first time anyway...