latent body

Chapter 4 The Thirsty Man
Zhong Jun sat motionless at the bar, his face looked ugly, he sighed patiently: "Can't you come in through the back door? The floor I just cleaned this morning was stained by you again."

Zhong Xiaowei didn't care about this, the high-heeled shoes made a crisp sound when they stepped on the floor, and her towering and plump breasts bounced up and down with her steps.Approaching the bar, she raised her head high, and her sexy and plump lips exhaled a scent that was both fragrant and bloody.

"These two guys are very valuable. As usual, their tongue and skin are mine, and the rest of the body is up to you."

Skin has many uses.

The high-heeled leather shoes that Zhong Xiaowei wore were made of real human skin.

After saying this, Zhong Xiaowei leaned her upper body forward, looked down at Zhong Jun condescendingly, her smile was full of joy and undisguised threat: "Remember, I am your sister."

Zhong Jun nodded honestly, and replied blankly and helplessly: "Okay!"

Ling Zihan stretched out his hand and tugged Liao Qiu who was sitting across from him, his voice was very low: "Don't look, just leave after eating."

Liao Qiu casually let out a "huh", and the focus of his eyes followed the ups and downs of Zhong Xiaowei's chest.

Seeing this, Ling Zihan could only shake his head, curling his lips thoughtfully to himself.

Although Zhong Xiaowei's face was slightly youthful, there was always a provocative look between her brows.She has a curvy body, which also reveals a mature temptation.In the eyes of a man like Liao Qiu, he was like a bright red cherry that he wanted to taste no matter what.

Ling Zihan is a normal man, his attitude towards women is not to take the initiative and refuse.

The problem is that although he knows a little about women, he can't judge Zhong Xiaowei's real age at all.

The relationship between Zhong Jun and Zhong Xiaowei is very strange.

Sometimes they are sisters, sometimes they are brother and sister.

Murder is very common in Yazi Town.

Generally speaking, those who were killed were outsiders, and they were homeless who violated the rules of the town.

……

After eating this free light meal, the two returned to their residence in the town.

This is a dilapidated small building.According to Ling Zihan's estimation of the original building volume, there should be at least four floors.The present remnants are only two floors, dilapidated and dusty, but barely habitable after cleaning.

After running back and forth for a long time, Liao Qiu was very tired, especially after eating a full stomach.He greeted Ling Zihan, walked directly into his room, lay on the bed piled up with hay and various soft fabrics, and soon snored rhythmically.

After making sure that Liao Qiu was asleep, Ling Zihan took out the rag from the garbage dump from his close-fitting pocket, and looked closely at it under the lamp.

Both the style and the fabric of the old coat were ordinary, but for some reason, Ling Zihan felt that this rag was a bit strange.

It... seemed to be a living thing.

In order to see every detail of the rag, Ling Zihan pulled the lamp closer.

Although it is summer now, because the entire sky is covered by darkness, it is still chilly even during the day.Fortunately, the use of geothermal heat in this era has reached a very high level, and people use special equipment to absorb heat energy directly from the ground.In addition to stationary heating systems inside dwellings, small units that can be carried around have also been developed.

Electrothermal lighting is also based on the same principle.

From the perspective of people who have lived underground for a long time, it is easier and safer than hunting sawtooth rats, whether it is burning light bulbs with local methods or recycling raw materials from various old-age garbage for secondary processing.

Ling Zihan took the piece of cloth in his hand and looked at it over and over, not letting go of any thread.

He was disappointed in the end and didn't find any suspicious parts.

However, things were so weird that Ling Zihan suddenly felt his mouth dry up, and had an extremely urgent urge to be infiltrated with liquid.

He stood up, opened the door and walked out of the bedroom to the spacious outside room.

This is the public area, and there is a simple fired earthenware water tank by the wall.This thing is huge, and Ling Zihan and Liao Qiu used it to store drinking water, and a round plaque of finely woven black thorn vine was covered directly above the mouth of the tank to prevent dust.

There is a dark river next to Yazi Town, which gushes out from the cliff more than one kilometer south of the town, forming a waterfall, and then enters the ground again to become a new river channel.

Although it is fresh water, it cannot be directly drunk.All residences in Yazi Town are equipped with similar water storage containers.There are two main methods of disinfection and sterilization: one is to directly place silver dollars or silver horns in the container, and the other is to heat at high temperature and boil the water before drinking.

Ling Zihan felt extremely thirsty, his tongue was like a half-dead loach in his mouth, and it was dying to release an extremely strong need to drink water.At this moment, he really couldn't care less, lifted the round plaque of the black thorn vine, and directly plunged his head deeply into the tank without using the water cup placed next to it, his whole face was completely submerged under the water surface, and he drank heavily with an indescribable wildness and joy.

After a long time, he finally pulled his head out of the water tank, and felt that the surrounding air seemed to have been soaked in water, and he felt a very comfortable moist feeling when breathing.

Panting heavily, he raised his left hand to wipe away the wet marks remaining at the corner of his mouth.When the electronic watch touched the skin of his face, he subconsciously glanced at the numbers displayed on the screen.

It's 21:[-] at night.

Ling Zihan was stunned.

He remembered clearly: it was [-]:[-] when he left the room to drink water outside.

Even if the tens of seconds between "15" and "[-]" are excluded, and counted directly from "[-]", the "drinking water" alone consumes up to [-] minutes.

He couldn't help trembling slightly in his heart, and quickly lowered his head to look down.

The water in the tank was reduced by half.

It was full before.

More importantly, the height of this water tank is about 1.3 meters, and the cylindrical tank bottom is the same size as the tank mouth, with a diameter of one meter.

How much water did I drink?

Why am I drinking so much water all at once?

As long as a simple calculation, the answer to the first question is not difficult.

The latter question, however, remains unanswered.

Her hair was wet, and water droplets flowed down Ling Zihan's smooth skin, soaking through the poorly made top.

Ling Zihan has a very clear understanding of the word "dangerous".

In this world shrouded in darkness everywhere, danger is like a predator lurking in the corner, which may unleash ferocity and cruelty at any time.

If you want to live long, you must be careful.

Ling Zihan didn't think he drank the water in the vat.The capacity of the human body is limited, and nearly half a cubic meter of water has disappeared, but the shape of the body has not changed, which does not make sense anyway.

Also, drinking... It's more like "soaking" than "drinking", and it takes too long.

He was holding the rim of the tank with both hands, and his feet stepped back in sequence. The floor under his feet was still dry, without any trace of water.

The lost water is not excreted from the body.

Ling Zihan didn't feel the urge to urinate.

He staggered back and forth, and when his back was leaning against the hard and cold wall, Ling Zihan raised his hands to protect his head, an extremely unreal feeling flooded his mind, and there were frames of memory playback.

He made sure again that he drank a lot of water.

Ling Zihan is also very sure that all the behaviors and experiences before that, that is, before leaving the tavern and going home, are all right.

He subconsciously turned his head and cast his eyes on the bedroom where the light was on.

To be precise, his eyes were firmly focused on the rag spread beside the bed.

What exactly is that?
Why does it make me feel so thirsty?
I stared in that direction for a full 2 ​​minutes in silence and fear.

The inexplicable anticipation and excitement reappeared.

Ling Zihan felt as if he was controlled by an invisible silk thread, pulling his legs, with fear and panic, mixed with a stronger desire than before... No, it should be a doubly strong possessive desire, and he walked towards the bedroom with great difficulty.

It was just a piece of unremarkable cloth, it was lying quietly in front of me, but why would I want to possess it?
This is not normal!

He grabbed the rags like crazy, turned the round button of the illuminator with his left hand, and the light intensity suddenly increased to the maximum, carefully watching every fiber with the terrifying eyes of a beast looking for prey.

If Ling Zihan looked in the mirror at this moment, he would find that his eyes were extremely bright red, and his pupils shrank to the point of a needle.

He chose the most stupid way, starting from the edge of the rag, that is, the torn sleeve, and using his fingertips to touch inward bit by bit, looking for it.

Half an hour passed and still nothing.

Ling Zihan has completely calmed down.He tugged at his hair vigorously, and turned his gaze to the outside of the rag.

Clothes are made of fabric, and the finished product has a finishing process.That's the way the fabric is folded and stitched with fine stitches, so the corners will be stiffer.

He picked up the scissors placed by the bed, aimed at the hard part of the sleeve, and cut it carefully.

After a few minutes, the corners of a complete garment have been cut, and the next step is the collar.

As soon as the tip of the knife penetrated into the left collar, Ling Zihan immediately felt an extremely clear sense of hindrance.

Obviously, the unknown target is hiding here.

He avoided obstacles, cut the outside of the collar with a sharp blade, and then turned the scissors inwards, and when he lifted off the thumb-sized drape, he finally saw the secret inside.

It was a small piece of dried meat about two knuckles long and only five millimeters wide.

Ling Zihan was sure that he couldn't be wrong.This thing is very thin and hard, with a thickness of no more than one millimeter. It is easy to be ignored when touched by a finger. No wonder it was not discovered before.

It has almost transparent muscle fibers, which appear attractive dark red under the lamp.

Ling Zihan brought the thin piece of jerky up to his nostrils and sniffed, but there was no smell.

An extremely strong desire erupted in my mind again.

I want to eat.

I must eat it.

It seems that this is not jerky at all, but a mysterious food with the words "eat me" written all over it.

Ling Zihan licked his lips, his hand holding the jerky trembled a little.

(End of this chapter)