Chapter 329

Hearing what the man said, Zhang Xiaoqiang took a breath. Hearing what the man said, it seems that cannibalism in this area is not an individual, but a normal state. At this moment, Zhang Xiaoqiang has a crazy idea of finding out all the survivors on the ground and killing them all.

"You two watch them here. If they do anything, they will shoot them without warning. You, follow me."

Zhang Xiaoqiang ordered the two team members to stay to see the lame man and the man lying on the bed. He took the remaining one and turned to the kitchen. He wanted to see how sick these people were.

The lighting of the houses built under the rocks was not very good. Zhang Xiaoqiang walked along the dark corridor and looked at the rooms. The furnishings in these rooms were very simple. Except for a dark empty coffin in one room, the other rooms were empty.

There are always some pieces of bacon on the beam of the fire pool room in other places, but in the fire pool room of this house, there is nothing except a layer of black ash on the wall near the roof, which is higher than a large section of the wall. On the fire pool, there is a chain with a straight hook, which is blackened by smoke, It's a hook that farmers used to boil water in the 1970s and 1980s. Now it's almost extinct. I didn't expect to see it again here.

The kitchen is not very big. A waist high stove occupies one-third of the kitchen. The other one-third of the place near the stove fire is stacked with some firewood. Except for a small part of shrubs, most of these firewood are tree roots with different shapes. The root plate is a bit of root art.

A bluestone water tank was leaning against the kitchen door. Two heavy wooden buckets and a shoulder pole tied with brown hemp rope were leaning against the side of the tank. On the wall opposite the tank was a wooden cupboard embedded in the wall. The cupboard was opened, and there was nothing in it except a few large porcelain bowls and some plates with cracks.

From the outside, you can see the dark smoke rolling towards the sky, but there is no smoke in the room. Zhang Xiaoqiang opened the huge wooden lid on the big pot on the stage. The big pot is very big, but there is little content inside. At the bottom of the pot, there are some white meat slices stewed together with some things that don't know whether they are grass roots or leaves. Looking at it, it's about half the weight of a small bowl.

Seeing the meat slices, Zhang Xiaoqiang was looking for the victim's body in the kitchen, but the kitchen was so big that he didn't see it at all. Instead, he saw a dirty kitchen knife on the log cutting board on the stove, and there was some dark red blood on the edge of the knife.

Seeing the blood on the kitchen knife, Zhang Xiaoqiang looked to the ground. Sure enough, there was a pool of brown blood on the uneven ground, and some scattered blood was scattered in every corner of the kitchen, but it was the most scattered on the kitchen table, although these blood stains were scattered, But Zhang Xiaoqiang can find that most of them are evenly scattered on the ground in a linear shape.

Finally, a bloodstain extends to the door. Zhang Xiaoqiang uses a flashlight to search slowly along the bloodstain on the ground until···········

Zhang Xiaoqiang and his team members went back to the bedroom along the bloodstain. The bloodstain extended to the man's body. The man was still kowtowing, Repeat the previous words like chanting scriptures.

"Get up... Get up..."

With Zhang Xiaoqiang's command, the man gets up from the ground and looks at the trembling man standing in front of him. Zhang Xiaoqiang finds that he is very young. To be exact, he has not yet fully grown into a man or a boy. The boy is only sixteen or seven years old, A face of tender and at a loss.

His clothes are as ragged as a poor beggar. In the holes in his clothes, you can see his small body as thin as ribs. Of course, his cheeks are also thin, but he still looks like a person.

One of his thighs kept shaking when he was standing. He was wet by something on his black trousers in the middle of his thigh and stuck it on his thigh. Zhang Xiaoqiang drew out a saber, and the blade of the saber cut on his trousers.

There is blood on the withered yellow thigh. Where the blood drips, a rag with mottled color covers the wound on his leg. Looking at the boy's thigh, Zhang Xiaoqiang thinks of the meat slices constantly cooked in the big pot.

"Have you ever eaten anyone?"

With Zhang Xiaoqiang's inquiry, the boy shakes his head subconsciously.

Seeing the boy shaking his head, Zhang Xiaoqiang's mind suddenly relaxed. He had great admiration for the boy in front of him, not ordinary admiration. The boy cut off his own meat and cooked it for his sick mother when the food was exhausted. What courage and determination it took. Zhang Xiaoqiang admitted that he could not do it.

Not only Zhang Xiaoqiang can't do it, but most people in the world can't do it. It's the story of cutting stocks into medicine and lying on ice to beg for carp. It's in ancient times. Modern people have more contact with things and more complicated thoughts. All kinds of egoism are flooding this impetuous society. Maybe most people are filial, but they really let them cut their own meat for their hungry mothers, They absolutely shake their heads. They can't do it.The boy in front of him has done it. The boy who was born in the most difficult and barren environment has done it. He can't be called a boy any more. He is already a man. He has done something that even a man with iron bone can't do.

"You really haven't? As long as you tell the truth, I will treat your mother. I have medicine, all kinds of medicine, I have grain, countless grains. Your mother will not suffer any more hunger as long as you tell the truth. "

Zhang Xiaoqiang's tone is soft and slow, just like the snake that tempts Adam to eat the forbidden fruit. He constantly tempts the man in front of him with all the wonderful things in the future. He won't believe this man's one-sided words. The key is that his first words of begging for mercy to his mother are too suspicious, and Zhang Xiaoqiang can't be sure whether he has really eaten them, Zhang Xiaoqiang will kill him, give him a happy way to die, and take his mother back to the base to raise him.

"I haven't eaten it, really..."

After brushing the floor, Zhang Xiaoqiang pointed his large caliber pistol at his forehead, looked into his eyes and asked:

"Then why did you ask us not to arrest your mother in the first place? Did you know that we would eat people?"

"I... I thought you were them... They were... They had guns, the same guns as you

Zhang Xiaoqiang looked into the man's frightened eyes and put down the voice of desert: "who are they? How many people? How do you know them and how many guns they have

Zhang Xiaoqiang finally decided to believe what he said. A person who can kill and eat people will never disguise like him. One is that he is not yet an adult, and the other is that he has not had the opportunity to experience outside the complex society. In other words, the child has always been a rookie, Even being coaxed and frightened by Zhang Xiaoqiang, he didn't admit that he was cannibal, that is, he really didn't eat anyone