Gone?

This absurd statement made Zheng Xiaoyue find it difficult to understand. But she didn't find it funny. Especially when this happened to her husband.

"So, you want everyone to take a look at this picture?"

Zheng Xiaoyue began to understand Liu Tianming's thoughts: "Do you want to try, can you get inspiration from others?" ”

Liu Tianming nodded calmly: "The weather will not improve in a short time, I have enough time and patience to regain those memories." Let them come one by one, and take turns arranging for people to be in charge of guarding. I don't want to wait any longer. I have a very strong hunch: the danger that Qi Yuanchang said is directly related to each of us. ”

……

Time is fair for everyone. The process of the passage of this special energy is very delicate. Whether you, me, or him or her, they are all equal in front of time, and cannot be taken care of differently.

When the man rode on top of him, Song Caixia stabbed the knife into his abdomen from the side. The angle is very tricky, and the wrist force drives the knife to pull downward. The man's eyes were straight, his mouth was hoarse, and he got up from himself desperately, and before he could reach the door, he fell with a bang.

Song Caixia has learned how to become a beautiful woman. She found this to be an advantage. When the first man took the initiative to approach him and greet him with a smile, Song Caixia had already regarded the other party as a prey.

Stood up, walked over, lay down next to the dead man, gulped the blood, then tore open his belly, dug out the hot liver, and put it in his mouth to chew slowly.

Song Caixia doesn't understand why men light up when they see themselves?

It took her a long time to understand the difference between "pretty" and "ugly". Song Caixia didn't actually do anything, just walked on the road in very revealing clothes, and there would always be men who took the initiative to come up. The difference is that there are people with machetes and guns in their hands, coercing them into doing what they want. Others are smiling and offering to exchange for various things.

Song Caixia has been able to eat a lot recently. For more than ten days in a row, the abundant food made her feel happy. Flesh has grown on the shriveled parts of the body, and the bright red skin has begun to normalize. Every time she touched her plump breasts and buttocks, Song Caixia felt strange: she didn't understand why men were so sensitive to these places, like there were magnets embedded in them, which could suck them firmly.

She had become accustomed to using her body as bait to hunt those men.

As long as they show weakness and panic, they will let their guard down and pounce on them with a sinister face. Song Caixia found that when the men rode on her, their flesh and blood were also more delicious than usual. There's a taste of adrenaline in it, as well as hormones as a spice. Just like the oil and salt commonly used in the diet of ordinary people, as well as monosodium glutamate.

No one would have thought that a woman would stab herself in the back.

Song Caixia just did this.

This is a small town not far from Panzhihua.

Song Caixia really had no choice but to come here. According to the fixed consciousness in her mind, she originally planned to go to Chengdu. But there were too many murderous corpses on the road, and there were many men who wanted to use violent means to beat her idea. Song Caixia can only deal with one at a time, and there is no way to kill more. Of course, the corpse grabbed itself to eat meat, but the men were different. Song Caixia had a feeling that if ———— fell into the hands of those people, I am afraid that she would really be worse than dead.

There are only a few roads to come and go, and once there is an obstacle or danger in front of her, Song Caixia can only be forced to turn. In this way, inexplicably made a big circle and turned back a long distance towards the way it came. But Song Caixia had a very clear realization in her mind: this was only a temporary act, and the detour was to find a safer route. My goal is Chengdu, not here.

Stuffing a piece of soft and bloody meat into her mouth, as soon as the tip of her tongue made contact with the piece of meat, Song Caixia heard a dull loud sound of "boom" in the distance, and then felt that the floor under her feet was shaking.

She jumped up like a frightened cat, scrambled with her knife, cut a few pieces of meat from the man's corpse, stuffed them into her backpack, and ran out of the room in terror until she rushed out into the open space outside.

It is not far from Panzhihua, and you can even see the blurred outline of the building in the distance.

The shaking of the ground beneath our feet continued. It's like the thunder mixed with lightning rolling down in the sky before a rainstorm. They are so clear that they go straight through the soles of your shoes, down your legs and feet, all the way up your legs, and into your brain, creating a sensational picture on the mental level. You will be terrified by the roar of nature, trembling before its inviolable majesty, bending your legs honestly and falling to your knees.

Song Caixia didn't even delay for a second, turned around and ran towards the road.

There was another earthquake.

When she left Kunming, she had witnessed the destruction of the city in an earthquake. Countless high-rise buildings were broken and shattered, and various buildings collapsed into dust and dust. Just like a monster that treats the building as a mung bean cake and devours it piece by piece, it has finished the delicious meal of "Kunming", and now it is Panzhihua's turn.

The city silhouette is changing in the distance. The towering block-shaped buildings collapsed one after another, and the heavy and terrifying impact formed a wave-like circle of energy on the ground, spreading little by little, slowly spreading.

Song Caixia dared to bet with her head: the most terrible thing in the world is an earthquake.

She never thought to turn around and run towards the city that had been rapidly destroyed by the earthquake, to see for herself the horrific ruins of broken walls and reinforced concrete.

There is no point in doing that.

No matter how many corpses and survivors there were in that city, it was now meaningless.

They (they) will die. This fate will not change now or in the future.

I'm normal. I want to live a few more years.

Although I eat people and like fresh flesh and blood, I am indeed a normal person.

Song Caixia is very sure of this.

……

Guangyuan, a temporary camp for the team.

Liu Tianming's orders were resolutely carried out without discount. The photos were passed around in each person's hand in turn, and a pair of eyes released a different composition of gaze, and their different discussions were also mixed.

"It's this photo again, I saw it last time. A woman, a doll, and the former Captain Qi. No fuss. ”

"This woman is beautiful! What did you say? This is Captain Qi's wife? Which Qi captain? How did I not know? ”

"That was before. You weren't here then, you know a fart. Look at the photos honestly, and tell Captain Liu what you think. He is very concerned about this matter, keep your mouth shut, say whatever you want, and never try to show off or please. In front of Captain Liu, not a word can be lied. ”

"It's a very ordinary photo, anyway, I don't see anything weird......"

Liu Tianming walked from follower to follower, listening carefully to what they had to say about the photo. He always had a smile on his face, no matter whether the other party's words were good or bad, Liu Tianming would not show anger or scold him. He was already familiar with his role as a team leader and knew that a kind smile was the best antidote to the nervousness of his followers and encourage them to speak.

I was disappointed, and like the previous times, Liu Tianming didn't get any useful information from his followers.

The photo was rotated in everyone's hands, and when it was finally handed back to Liu Tianming, the corners had been pinched and wrinkled.

The night was getting deeper.

People start resting in their assigned rooms. Scrubbing your body with hot water is a very luxurious act and a rare happiness. Nobody takes the photo thing to heart. Especially after a long journey and a bloody battle with a huge group of corpses on the road, everyone needs to relax physically and mentally.

Heavy snow fell. The weather forecast was accurate, the temperature dropped suddenly within a few hours, and the ground was quickly covered with a thin layer of white. The snow is not expected to stop anytime soon, and when we wake up tomorrow, the ground will definitely be covered with a thick layer of snow.

Zheng Xiaoyue pushed open the door and came in from the outside, bringing a whistling cold wind and blowing in a lot of scattered snowflakes.

Liu Tianming sat cross-legged in front of a brick-made earthen stove, looked down at the photograph on his lap, and added a piece of wood furniture to the fire.

Zheng Xiaoyue moved a chair and sat next to him, and took out a set of tights from his duffel bag to change into. After doing all this, she put the teapot filled with cold water on the earthen stove, and rubbed Liu Tianming's cheek with her forehead affectionately: "What, are you still thinking about that thing?" ”

Liu Tianming smiled reluctantly and did not answer.

He thought it was strange———— memories that suddenly came to him disappeared without warning. It's like someone who witnessed a homicide and was hit by a car and had a concussion on the spot before they had time to call the police.

If it's a coincidence, I'm afraid no one will believe it.

If it was intentional, who did it? Who would have such a terrifying ability to act directly on their own brains and completely erase the thoughts they had just generated?

Yes, "erase".

Liu Tianming couldn't contain the fear that was spreading in his brain.

No one knows better than he does what happens. He prefers to believe that everything is fake, that it is all a nightmare of his own imagination. However, the existence of the mother and child of the infected body is so clear that it is the best circumstantial evidence for the clear disappearance of the memory.

Why?

At that time, what really happened?

"Tuk Tuk!"

There was a knock on the door outside.

Zheng Xiaoyue walked over and opened the door, revealing Yang Qingguo's familiar face.

"Boss, someone wants to see you."

(End of chapter)