Mystery Hunter

Old Wei slumped on the ground, crying for a while, and then laughing again, as if he had gone crazy. His hands kept hitting the ground, looking distressed.

Yuan Jun stood next to the old Weitou and said to the old Weitou: "You have eaten what you want to eat, and you have made enough troubles. Can you talk properly now?"

The old Weitou ignored Yuan Jun, his snot and tears covered his clothes.

"What the **** happened to this old guy?" Yuan Jun said, looking at the distressed old Wei Tou.

Jiang He walked over to the coal stove, and he lowered his head and twisted a piece of meat with his hands. Jiang He put this piece of meat on his nose and smelled it, and said to Yuan Jun, "I think I know why he did this."

With that said, Jiang He handed the meat stick to Yuan Jun.

Yuan Jun also smelled it, it was just ordinary air-dried barbecue, there was no seasoning, and it didn't smell anything special.

"What kind of meat is this?" Yuan Jun almost took a bite.

"Don't eat it." Jiang He snatched it back from Yuan Jun's hand and said to Yuan Jun, "This is human flesh."

"Human flesh?" Yuan Jun shivered.

Jiang He nodded, put the meat stick on the stove, and said, "And it's internal organs. Old Weitou, ghouls don't exist at all. I already want to understand the story of that year, you look like this, I'm afraid I've figured it out too. Before, I only asked you where the little girl is, and now I want to ask you, where did you bury that person's body?"

Yuan Jun still didn't understand what was going on. He looked at Jiang He, who was talking eloquently, not knowing what he was talking about.

Old Wei Tou, who was rolling on the ground, heard Jiang He's words, and finally stopped all his actions. He just stared at Jiang He blankly. After a long while, he said to Jiang He, "Now that you understand, you can say it, you can say it, I can't say it."

Jiang He nodded. It would not be easy for Old Weitou to say these words himself. Jiang He understood that Old Wei Tou lived his whole life and was kept in the dark for the rest of his life. Seeing that it is already a dying year, but finally got the truth. Maybe this kind of truth is not what Old Wei Tou wants.

When Old Wei Tou was a child, all the people were poor, the people in the city were poor, and the people in the countryside were also poor. It was an era when people were dying everywhere, but for Old Wei Tou, having his own parents was enough. Moreover, at that time, her mother conceived a younger brother or a younger sister for her, and everyone in the family wanted a younger sister, so the family called the child in her womb a little sister.

Having a little sister is something to be happy about, but sadness ensues.

At that time, Lao Weitou's mother felt uncomfortable, but she didn't know the reason. Old Weitou's father invited the barefooted gentleman from the village, but the barefoot doctor didn't know what was going on. After a few days, he suggested taking Mrs.-in-law to the town's regular hospital for a look. I'm afraid it's not good for the mother and daughter.

Old Weitou's father borrowed a flat car from the villagers, laid bedding and quilts on the flat car, and wrapped Old Weitou's mother to the hospital in the town. The old Weitou, who was still a child, clamored to go, but was rejected by his father. It takes a whole day and a night to go out of the mountains to get to the town.

Old Weitou was at home alone. He sat at the gate of the courtyard, waiting from dawn to dusk, and from dusk to dawn. I don't know how many days passed, but my parents didn't come back. Old Weitou was very scared. It was an era when one could hear about people dying every day. Old Weitou was very afraid that his parents would never return.

Finally, in the early morning of one day, someone pushed open the door. Old Wei Tou, who was sleeping on the kang, was awakened by the sound of the door. The tall figure frightened Old Weitou, he hid under the quilt and did not dare to make a sound.

He squinted at the man in front of the house with his eyes, and it took a moment for his eyes to finally adjust to the dark environment. A man stood at the door, covered in blood, sweating profusely and panting heavily.

"Father!" Old Weitou finally saw this person clearly: "What the **** is wrong with you, where is my mother?"

That day, Old Weitou knew for the first time what a ghoul is. On that day, Old Weitou would never forget the ghoul. He remembered that it was the ghoul that killed his mother and his sister.

Old Weitou's father immediately called the beating people in the village and told a story that old Weitou would never forget in his life:

After seeing Lang Zhong in the town, Lang Zhong prescribed medicine for them. Old Weitou's father took his mother to the house, but the distance was far away, and the mountain road could not be seen clearly at night. Old Weitou's father found a flat stone, spread the quilt, and let his wife lie on it for the night.

Old Weitou's father started a fire, and silently wept as he fed his wife with wotou.

After eating, Lao Weitou's mother slowly fell asleep. Old Weitou's father was on fire and kept watch at night, ready to wait until dawn before setting off. The night was silent, and unknowingly, Lao Weitou's father could not resist the drowsiness, and he fell asleep unknowingly. When he woke up, everything was fine.

His wife is still asleep.

He gently put his hand on his wife's forehead, but it didn't feel right. There was no temperature on his wife's forehead. Old Weitou's father saw a little blood along the bedding. When he opened the bedding, he saw a corpse with its internal organs hollowed out.

After that, it was time to do white things, and those who should be buried should be buried. At that time, it was poor and white, everything was simple, and the days passed.

After a while, Lao Weitou's father gave Lao Weitou a meat stick. That was the first time Old Weitou had eaten meat when he was seven or eight years old. In the past, they couldn't even get enough to eat, and they didn't eat the next meal, let alone meat. Old Weitou's father told himself that this was given to him by a big family in the town who heard what happened to him.

From then on, Lao Weitou and his father ate meat sticks for a full year.

Old Wei Tou firmly believed in the matter of digging ghouls, but now Old Wei Tou understood that there were no ghosts in the world.

The story is wonderful, but Old Wei Tou's father lied.

That day, Lao Weitou's father took his mother to see a doctor, and the doctor prescribed medicine, but there was no cure. The doctor told Old Weitou that his wife's time was running out, and even if she went back to recuperate, she would not be able to live for long. Fearing that the patient was emotional, the doctor only told the old Weitou's father about it.

Old Weitou's father took his mother home, all the way to the mountains. The wind whistled in the mountains and forests, and there was no one in front of the village or the store behind, and there was not a single person. At night, a fire was lit, and Old Wei Tou's father fell asleep watching his wife, who had just eaten the dry food.

This way, Old Weitou came here by eating wild vegetables on the roadside. He was too hungry. For the head of the family, as long as he had a little ration, he gave it to his son and wife. My wife didn't have a long time. People are always going to die, but I and my son still have to live.

Old Weitou's father thought about it in the middle of the night and finally decided to do it.

Even if she didn't do it herself, she wouldn't be able to live, and she could do anything without food.

"I have done what I can do." Old Weitou's father murmured: "As long as there is a way to survive, I will not do this. You have been married for ten years, and you know what I am like to you. My son still has to live, these days, I don’t know when I will starve to death, please forgive me, and in the next life, I will be the meat in your mouth.”

With that said, a knife had already pierced into the stomach of Old Wei Tou's mother.

That day, Lao Weitou's father was a ghoul.

Old Weitou's father roasted the meat with fire for one night and lived most of his life. Old Weitou actually ate meat for the first time, and the first time he ate meat, he ate human flesh. Old Wei Tou's father wept while eating.

All the internal organs were cut into strips, and Lao Weitou grilled the remaining strips and wrapped them tightly in the bag. He hurried back home at night and hid the package tightly, then pushed open the door, and there was a story behind it.

At that time, everyone could not get enough to eat, how could someone give a year-long meat stick to an anonymous rural person. This is a secret that will always be hidden in the heart of Old Weitou's father, and he does not want Old Weitou to know this secret in his life. He wanted to bear such a sin by himself, but he had brought up old Wei Tou.

If nothing else, Old Wei Tou would never know this secret in his life, but there are too many coincidences in the world. By chance, Old Wei Tou actually got the internal organs of the human body again. He roasted the innards on a coal stove, and after a while, strips of roast meat were made.

Old Wei Tou looked at these meat sticks, inexplicably remembered what happened decades ago. He remembered the most fragrant meat strips he had ever eaten in his life, which were better than any food now.

Finally, he put the meat stick in his mouth, he bit it gently, it turned out to be the taste of the year.

But at the same time, Old Weitou finally knew what happened back then. While he was eating meat sticks, he missed his mother and sister.

He searched all his life, wanting to know what he ate back then, and finally, he got his wish.

It's just that this kind of fulfillment is not what he hoped.

"Am I wrong?" Old Weitou Jiang He said.

After listening to the story, Yuan Jun stood silently by the side, not knowing what he was thinking.

Old Weitou said slowly: "My parents have been married for ten years, and the relationship between the two is very good. My mother is a very careful person, she may have known all this for a long time. In those days, my mother told me that she everyday It hurts so much that I can't sleep at night. But in order not to worry my father, she never shows it."

"How could my mother fall asleep in that situation that night?" Old Weitou burst into tears.

Perhaps, Lao Weitou's mother was lying on the slate that day and didn't fall asleep at all. She listened to her husband, and she knew that he loved her.

I love my husband and son, I can't live, but I hope you can.

Eat me, I love you.