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Text Chapter 178: The scalp is roasted until it becomes oily

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    When Ning's father escaped, he forgot to grab the steamed buns from Yumei's hand because of fear.  Yumei still held it and chewed it hard in her mouth.  Mo Lizheng and Mr. Long also looked at the night sky in horror, following the villagers as they moved along the official road, trying to find a place to hide.  However, surrounded by vast snowfields, they didn¡¯t know where to run because they didn¡¯t know what the coming disaster would be.  They walked nervously along the official road. Facing the god of death, everyone became nervous and tried their best to speed up, but it was much faster than usual.  When it was almost dawn, Mo Lizheng's eldest son Mo Mingzhi, who was walking in front, suddenly shouted loudly: "Look! It looks like a village!" Everyone looked around, and sure enough, there were several houses faintly visible at the end of the snowfield in the distance.  Everyone suddenly became happy. Hiding in the house can at least prevent hail from hitting their heads. After lighting a fire, they can also prevent extreme cold. They can still cope with the strong wind.  In this way, if you encounter a big disaster ahead, you can be basically safe just by hiding in the house.  With goals in mind, these people will move faster.  ¡°It looks close, but it¡¯s actually a long way away, especially in the vast snowfield, and for a group of hungry and cold escapees like them.  So, it was almost noon before we arrived at the village.  This village is at the foot of the mountain. There should be some people in the village, because their houses are still exposed in the snow, and the snow around the houses has been shoveled.  The other houses were basically submerged in the deep snow because no one took care of them.  They even saw smoke coming from some houses, so they hurried over and pushed the door open regardless of whether others allowed them to enter.  Mo Lizheng's family and Mr. Long's family entered the largest smoking house in the village. The yard was quite large, but only the middle road had been shoveled away from the snow. Both sides of the yard were piled with thick snow.  It's snowing.  As Mori hurriedly walked to the main room, he heard someone talking inside, who seemed to be an old man.  Pushing the door open and going in, sure enough, there were several people sitting in the room, some old and some young. In the middle of the room was a firewood stove, with a large iron pot on the fire, and the aroma of meat was floating in the pot.  I saw them rushing in.  Everyone in the room was startled and stood up nervously, saying: "You what are you going to do?" Mo Li said hurriedly: "Don't be afraid, we are just passers-by. Because of the cold weather, it's hard to see here.  There is smoke from the kitchen, so I want to take a break for a day. We can give you some money." A strong man said, "What's the money? Do you have anything to eat?" Mo Mingzhi stared at the white meat turning in the boiling water.  He swallowed hard and said, "You have all eaten meat, and you still want food from us?" The people in the room looked at each other, and the strong man said, "You can eat it if you want!" "Really?  Thank you very much!" Mo Mingzhi quickly took the spoon from the pot.  I scooped out a piece, didn't care if it was hot, stuffed it into my mouth, chewed the delicious food, and let out a long sigh of satisfaction.  Mrs. Long, Mo Lizheng and others really didn't say anything. Thinking that they had met a good person now, they hurried over one by one and started to pick up the meat and chew it wildly.  It has been a long time since Morizheng had tasted meat.  He let go of his cheeks and chewed hard, devouring a large piece of meat in a blink of an eye.  Ning¡¯s father also entered this courtyard. He now regards himself as belonging to a wealthy family, so naturally he wants to follow Mr. Long and other wealthy old families.  Although almost all the property of these so-called big families has now fallen into his own pocket, he feels somewhat lacking in confidence.  Now that he was safe, and hearing him talk about food, Father Ning remembered that he still had a steamed bun at Mrs. Long¡¯s concubine Yumei.  He quickly looked for her in private, but saw that she had already entered the back room with the help of Long Bao because there were too many people outside.  Father Ning hurriedly chased after him.  Just as he was about to reach out to grab Yumei, he suddenly heard Yumei scream, turned around with his face covered, and rushed out. He bumped into Ning's father. Ning's father was unsteady and fell backwards, setting the fire in the middle of the room.  The large pot of broth that was served knocked over, causing white ash to fly.  Ning¡¯s father screamed when he was burned. He scratched around with his hands and felt that he had caught something soft. When he took it out and took a look, he couldn¡¯t help but scream.  Everyone looked around and saw that what he was holding in his hand turned out to be a boiled human palm!  Some of the fingers have exposed the bones inside!  Longbao at the door of the inner room saw clearly that the thing in the inner room that caused Yumei to scream was a mutilated human skeleton!  The arms and both thighs had been cut off.  He is a person who has already begun to eat human flesh to survive. He is not afraid of this at first, but Yumei is different. She would rather starve to death than eat human flesh, and would not go to?Others eat human flesh, so I have never seen a corpse with its limbs cut off, so I was very scared now.  Only then did Mo Lizheng and Mrs. Long realize that what was cooked in the iron pot was human flesh!  Because Mo Lizheng kept the twenty kilograms of fried rice that Gu Yezhou asked him to transfer to Ning's father, he has not eaten human flesh. Just now because he was too hungry and hadn't eaten human flesh for a long time, he ate one  It was a big piece. Only now did I realize that what I was eating was human flesh. Suddenly, my face turned pale and my stomach was full of butterflies. I didn't even have time to turn around, and it spurted out with a loud sound.  The filth from this mouth was all poured on the face of Father Ning who was still sitting on the ground.  Mr. Long and the villagers who had already begun to eat human flesh to save their lives did not care about this at all. Before, they could not find firewood along the way, so they ate human flesh raw. Now, when they saw cooked food, it was no different from delicacies, and they swarmed  He rushed up, grabbed the cooked human flesh on the ground, and started chewing it. The room was in chaos for a while.  After Yumei ate the steamed bun, she already had some strength. She staggered out in fear and fled to the yard. She threw herself on the snow and cried weakly.  Longbao also chased her out and helped her up. Yumei leaned on Longbao and kept sobbing.  Longbao hugged her. This was the moment he had been most looking forward to for a long time. At this moment, his father was picking up cooked human flesh on the ground and chewing it, and he was afraid that he couldn't pay attention to them.  Longbao felt that Yumei's waist was so soft. The hunger these days did not seem to reduce her charm, but instead made her more charming.  Longbao hugged her tighter and wanted to reach out to touch her "shuxiong" but didn't dare. He slowly stretched forward with trembling hands.  He felt that he was too nervous, his whole body was hot, sweat was rolling on his forehead, and the jacket he was wearing made his whole body feel like a steamer.  At this time, Yumei also began to "shen" weakly, reaching out to unbutton her own buttons, revealing a large piece of "shuxiong".  Sweat was already dripping on his forehead, and Long Bao's eyes were straightened when he saw it.  Longbao looked back at his father, Mrs. Long, who was still snatching human flesh from the ground with others in the room. He swallowed hard, grabbed Yumei, and pulled her out.  Yumei staggered and followed him out of the courtyard. Longbao felt that his whole body was hot, so he also tore off his clothes. He felt the cool breeze was very refreshing, but his scalp was a little hot. When he looked up, he found that the sun was like fire.  , roasted to the point where people¡¯s scalp becomes oily.  He was so obsessed with the sun that he just dragged Yumei around to find a place to do things.  But most of the families in this village had already fled to their deaths, and their houses had been buried under heavy snow. It was impossible to dig through the snow and get in for a while.  As for the houses that were still occupied by other people, their villagers had entered, and the loud voices inside could be heard from a long distance.  Finally, he saw a house built on a higher ground than its surroundings. Half of the roof was exposed. The doors and windows had been sealed. It was obvious that no one was inside.  His heart began to beat wildly, and he pulled her to the window, kicked the window open with his feet, and got in first. Inside the window was an earthen kang, which was already covered by a small amount of white snow that poured in with the broken window.  The bedding was ready, and he quickly waved to Yumei to come in.  Yumei still cried and stepped back.  He became anxious, climbed out again, took her hand, pulled her to the window, pushed her forcefully and let her get in, and then followed her in.  There is nothing left in this room except the earthen bed.  All Longbao needed was such a secluded place. He felt that the air around him was on fire. He hugged Yumei and kissed her, but Yumei dodged and refused to let him kiss her. She murmured weakly: "  Don't, don't do this, Second Young Master, I, I am your aunt" "I don't care, I want you! I want to come into your mouth today!"  He was talking nonsense, and raised his hand to grab her breasts, but found that her hands were already clasped in front of her chest, making it impossible to touch them.  He was so anxious that he quickly reached out to untie her belt, but found that her belt could not be untied. He was so anxious that he almost went crazy.  So he let go of Yumei and began to unbutton his clothes.  Yumei took off his embrace, climbed onto the earthen bed, and was about to get out of the window, but Longbao grabbed one of her legs and pulled her back.  She lay on the Tukang and cried, her hands still protecting her chest.  Longbao only took off his shirt, fearing that Yumei would run out again while he was taking off his clothes, so he pressed her down and caressed her body, coaxing her all the time.  But Yumei kept crying, saying, "I am your aunt" Longbao's movements became bigger and bigger. He turned Yumei over with all his strength, and wanted to pull her belt. He just wanted to pull her pants.  If she takes it off, she won'tHe managed to escape.  But Yumei still held on to the belt of her pants and refused to let go. He opened this hand and grabbed the other hand again, whimpering.  The two fought for a long time, but Longbao still failed to succeed. Instead, he was panting from exhaustion. He felt like his whole body was smoking, sweat rolled on his forehead, and his back was soaked.  He was a little confused. Isn¡¯t this Yumei already dying of hunger?  Why do you still have so much strength to resist?  It's really crazy.  He held Yumei down, panting and wanting to rest for a while.
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