Human beings have always had a mainstream value, including: morality, norms, laws, civilization, and a series of rules and regulations that are mutually inclusive and intersect to weave a net.

Zhao Zhu, a necrophilia, had only heard of it before, but he hadn't seen it, but he had really seen it as a "vampire fanatic", a foreign senior sister that Zhao Zhu had dated at the beginning, was a vampire fanatic, and even tried to persuade Zhao Zhu to join that group.

Of course Zhao Zhu refused, Zhao Dashao certainly likes to play, but he plays things with a bottom line, this kind of game, anyway, Zhao Zhu thinks it's too disgusting.

Zhao Zhu once learned some news about this group from the senior sister, such as they would hold regular parties, and someone would bring plasma to pour into the glass for everyone to drink, and sometimes, it would be more extreme, cutting each other's wrists and bleeding, drinking each other's blood, Zhao Zhu also found those strange wounds on her body after sleeping with that senior sister, and finally learned that she was involved in this kind of thing, and Zhao Zhu's thought at the time was this, will he be infected with those infectious diseases, is he also dangerous?

Of course, more extremely, one person in the organization will voluntarily become a victim and arrange his own funeral, that is, he will run away from home or say that he intends to leave the world, in short, he will leave something so that the police will not suspect his disappearance, and then, he will commit suicide in the meeting place, or watch his blood be pumped out and sucked by the crazy vampire lovers around him, until his blood runs dry and his life comes to an end.

Zhao Zhu has never liked to have too much contact with his former girlfriends, which can be seen from his attitude towards Zhu Wanqi, and that senior sister later updated a news on Facebook, it is said that she went on a desert adventure, and then. It's gone, her ending, Zhao Zhu doesn't want to think about it, it's her own choice. Something you love me.

For dinner, Zhao Zhu ate very little, saying that he had no appetite, and Lu Dai sighed and said that he was going to order something light tomorrow.

In the evening, Lu Dai also went back to her duty room to rest. Xiong Zhiqi came back, brought a big bag of barbecue, set up a table, and opened more than a dozen bottles of beer.

"Brother Zhao, let's go, let's have a skewer."

The two sat face to face, and Zhao Zhu, who had no appetite before and felt a little hungry at this time, also ate very happily at this time, and after feasting, Xiong Zhiqi patted his stomach, and then sniffed his nose. Asked:

"Brother Zhao, when I first came in, I found that there was a bit of blood here."

Xiong Zhiqi's nose is very smart, and the smell of blood he said is naturally not the smell of blood from stepping on a cockroach, but the smell of human blood.

Zhao Zhu shook his head, he was not interested in sharing with Xiong Zhiqi about the necrophiliac woman, after the incident in the chicken pot restaurant, Xiong Zhiqi had never eaten chicken pot again. I didn't plan to continue torturing him.

"By the way, where are you staying tonight?"

"Isn't that simple, there are so many empty beds here, just choose any one. The decoration configuration here is much better than that of star hotels. Xiong Zhiqi replied.

"Okay, let's get some rest early." Zhao Zhu issued an eviction order, he didn't need to be polite to Xiong Zhiqi, he was tired and said directly.

"Okay, Brother Zhao, you can rest. I'm in the room around the corner over there. ”

Xiong Zhiqi packed up his things and went out, Zhao Zhu walked to the bathroom and started to take a shower, rushing, Zhao Zhu suddenly heard a tactful tune, this is not an opera, but a song and lyrics, the two actually sound not very different in the ears of modern people, but opera pays more attention to singing skills, and lyrics and songs pay more attention to an artistic conception.

Zhao Zhu stopped taking a shower and turned off the sprinkler, this sound was not from his own room, but from Lu Dai's duty room, he was only affected a little bit and he was very sensitive in this regard, so he caught it.

"It's a familiar feeling."

Zhao Zhu suddenly had a feeling in his heart, remembering that in the spiritual memory created by the hosta, he seemed to often hear this kind of lyrics and songs, but unfortunately, now the hosta was still left in the clone body in the mission world, and he got rid of a big hidden danger, but he also lost a big dependence.

It's just that good things can't all fall on you, and you can only get if you give up.

Walking out of the bathroom, he wiped his body casually with a bath towel a few times, and then put on a hospital gown, Zhao Zhu originally planned to sleep, but after thinking about it, he pushed the door open again and stood at the door of the duty room again.

This Lu Dai has some meaning.

Now, the curtains in the duty room have not been closed, through the window, Zhao Zhu can see Lu Dai dancing and singing inside, very elegant and moving, if it weren't for the fact that she had only seen her bow and eat a person's hand before, it would be a good ambiguous object.

She's really dancing, she's really singing, it's not that she's ghosted.

The dancing posture looks a little immature, and the singing voice is also a little flawed, but it has exceeded the boundaries of ordinary people, and it should be quite skilled.

Zhao Zhu hid himself in the shadows like this, watching this girl with a corpse gnawing habit sing and dance selflessly.

Actually, Zhao Zhu still has a lot of things to do, but he really decided to give himself a vacation, and it is also a good feeling to stand aside occasionally like this, take a look, and listen.

Looking at it, Zhao Zhu closed his eyes, but the picture in front of him continued to appear in his mind.

Lu Dai may have some problems in terms of spirit, otherwise he would not say that he was going to eat corpses.

When Zhao Zhu closed his eyes, everything around him, for Lu Dai, nothing had changed, but in fact, everything had changed.

The real woman was already lying on the bed and began to rest, but she herself felt that she was still dancing and singing.

In the dark, a young man wearing sky blue shorts and a white shirt walked over, Lu Dai couldn't see the man's face clearly, she didn't know who he was, but the man's voice made her feel very comfortable.

"You like to dance and you like to sing?"

Lu Dai stopped dancing and looked at the man.

"Yes."

After a while, Lu Dai replied.

"Why did you become a nurse?"

"At home."

"Do you want to sing and dance to your heart's content?"

"I really want to."

"Okay, I'll give you this opportunity, and you start to fantasize about the stage you want, the audience you want."

"Okay."

……

It was a stage space modeled after the Vienna Opera House, and Zhao Zhu stepped into it and sat down in an empty seat.

After a while, the prelude music sounded, and then Lu Dai, who was dressed in a gorgeous costume, walked out from behind the curtain, and the audience applauded, although the audience was full of them, everyone was not completely shocked by this scene, but because, except for Zhao Zhu, the others who were sitting here were all corpses and dead people.

On Zhao Zhu's left, there was a man with half his head gone, and on his right sat a boy about ten years old, his eyes were already empty, and his mouth was sewn up.

Here, it's all such people, all kinds of mutilated corpses.

This was not designed by Zhao Zhu, but by Lu Dai himself.

She enjoyed the feeling, the feeling of being full of corpses and singing and dancing to her heart's content.

The lyrics and songs are tactful, the dancing posture is manly, Zhao Zhu looked at the beautiful woman performing on stage, and there was a touch of contemplation in his eyes.

"It's not a disease, it's a nature." Zhao Zhu smiled, "This is what it is called, is it really taken for granted." ”

Sitting in the midst of a group of corpses, watching this performance, Zhao Zhu felt that he was enjoying it very much.

Tantric Buddhism teachings, compared with secular Buddhism, are more extreme and more prone to extremes, so to some extent they are rejected by the mainstream, and at this moment, from Lu Dai, Zhao Zhu finally understood this character of Tantra.

Zhao Zhu doesn't believe in Buddhism, but Buddha is a kind of energy and a means, just like many Taoist priests, in fact, they don't believe in Sanqing, but they can still use Taoism, and what he believes in is this kind of energy.

At this time, Zhao Zhu practiced several tantric exercises, but it was a kind of energy, and you had to understand it and identify with it in order to mobilize its power to the greatest extent.

Zhao Zhu now began to pursue the maximum development of a power, at this time, he hypnotized Lu Dai and gave Lu Dai an opportunity to dream of a stage, and he also gained insights from it, which can be said to be a win-win situation.

However, Zhao Zhu's eyes flashed with a touch of determination.

"This thought, this habit, yes, but for you, for your family, for your grandfather, this is not a good habit, nor is it a good habit, I am not willing to respect your thoughts, because I respect your grandfather and not you, so, I will provide you with a chance to dream, but now, I want to seal it, you still continue to live a normal life, human flesh, or don't eat it."

Zhao Zhu stood up and began to applaud, the sound was very loud, and in an instant, it shattered, and the entire stage, the entire theater, and everything around it turned into black nothingness.

"It's immeasurable, sealed!"

The blood talisman began to change, from the previous blood color, dyed with a golden light, a kind of Buddha-nature power, and in an instant, a huge net was weaved, completely sealing Lu Dai, who was still standing there.

No matter how powerful a psychiatrist is, he can't open the soul seal set by Zhao Zhu.

Lu Dai finished singing and dancing, raised her head, looked at this net, and Zhao Zhu outside the net, she was not angry or struggling, but lowered her head and said silently:

"Thank you." (To be continued.) )