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Yang Qunmei was so scared by what I said that he started to shiver in the corner, "What I don't want to do, I don't want to do it either."

I ignored her. Human and beast were actually just a thought.

Once a person lost his rationality, he would be no different from a beast. Eating people was something that could be done easily.

He opened the door to the third floor with the key in his hand. The moment he opened the door, he could smell a rotten smell coming from the room.

Yang Qunmei's husband was sitting on the ground, holding onto a huge piece of meat and eating it in big bites, his face was filled with satisfaction.

I quietly locked the door and retreated to the second floor.

This confirmed my thoughts. He ate an entire chicken at noon, but only a little at dinner. The rat's fresh flesh could only sober him up, not satisfy him.

The ones upstairs in the fridge were probably his dad's dead body, or those who came to invite the master, or something like that.

It was just like what Tian Tian said about a Gu, to a certain extent, only something that was close to being powerful would make the Gu have desires.

And only people who ate human flesh would have the desire to do so. This was also why his father would eat his mother in the end.

In the living room on the second floor, Yang Qunmei hugged a pillow as she quietly looked at me. Her face was completely calm, but compared to her worries during the day, she was currently extremely calm.

"Eating raw meat can prevent us from feeling that kind of scratching our lungs at night, as though chewing soft meat into our mouths. That kind of comfortable feeling, will make us forget about the uneasiness in our hearts, so — I —" Yang Qunmei's face carried an indifferent expression, without any sense of guilt.

I reached out to put Lil 'White, who had been wiped clean, on my body. I tried to control my fear and sat beside her. "Do you know what you were doing when I opened the door?"

"Didn't I just pounce on you?" Yang Qunmei was a little surprised at this moment.

I thought maybe she didn't know she was going to bite her daughter, just like her husband didn't know he was going to bite her at night.

He pointed to the room and said, "You can go check on your son and daughter. If they have your bite marks, their saliva probably hasn't dried yet."

"Me!" Yang Qunmei stood up abruptly, looked at me, and then glanced at the room.

Despair slowly appeared on his previously calm face. In the end, he still cared about something.

"Is there any way?" After her despair passed, she felt endless helplessness.

"You should know that other than your husband, the other children of your parents-in-law have probably been eaten as well. Twenty years ago, even if the child died, as long as the family did not call the police, they would not be able to find out. I quietly looked at her and said with a bit of sympathy, "This is probably the reason why the villagers are afraid of your family. The reason is because the villagers can roughly guess that you guys aren't normal."

Yang Qunmei covered his face, and sobbed with a low voice. It was not the Howling Equipment, but the soundless sobs, despair, fear, and helplessness.

I have a friend coming tomorrow. I suspect that you are a kind of curse that will affect the entire clan. You will find a way to deal with it!" "Looking at her, my heart felt a little heavy, and I tried to make things as easy as possible.

"Thank you!" Yang Qunmei raised his head, his eyes red and swollen.

When she was done crying, she told me the truth, that her husband had been mad and had started when he came back from the police station with the body of his father-in-law, who had died in his fifties before he was thirty.

That night, her husband was on guard duty. She woke up in the middle of the night to see him standing next to the coffin, laughing, but his hand was holding onto a piece of meat that was badly mutilated, his mouth was full of blood. She screamed in fear and pushed her husband, but he didn't wake up.

The children were awakened from their stupor and began to cry loudly.

The houses of others in the village were very far away from them, and no one could hear their screams, or even hear them. This kind of family was already famous in the village.

After her husband finished eating the meat, it was like he was sitting in the afternoon. It was as if he had left the meat empty, but when he woke up, he was completely at a loss.

Then she noticed that there were several large refrigerators on the third floor, all empty and devoid of electricity.

She started to ask for people to help with the burial. Someone from her family also came. After sending off those people, she was horrified to find out that her husband would secretly run out at night and return covered in dirt.

Until one day she tried to turn off the electricity in the third floor refrigerator and found it full of meat.

She knew the meat because one of the bags had been packed by the police and taken out of the refrigerator in her kitchen. Her father-in-law had frozen it in the fridge — her mother-in-law's meat.

The fear had rushed through her, but when she realized she was salivating, she almost went crazy.

She wanted to run, but when she turned around, her husband handed her a piece of bloody meat and smiled at her.

It was the first time she had eaten raw meat. It tasted good, soft, fragrant, and sweet in her mouth.

But she knew it wasn't right, and she couldn't suppress her desire for raw meat. She didn't want to give us something to eat when she killed the chicken today, she wanted to eat it herself.

However, she was afraid that Bai He would notice that her cousin would be a guest without even a chicken, so it wouldn't be nice to tell her.

She clearly said it to her husband, but he couldn't hold it back and caused such a huge ruckus. But she endured it, at least this way Bai He would only think that her husband was crazy and she wasn't crazy. That way her parents wouldn't worry about her so much.

This matter is even weirder, but I'm sure it's against a family. What I don't understand is, why would there be one left unaffected? Could it be to let this kind of madness to stay with us?

That night, Yang Qunmei didn't sleep at all. She was afraid that if she slept, she would eat her own child, just like her parents-in-law back then.

I sat with her for the night and didn't ask any more questions. She was from our city and her husband had grown up in Zhejiang. Neither of them knew much.

The morning of the second day, husband Yang Qunmei was refreshed and smiled at us. He obviously did not remember the incident of him crazily eating our blood relatives' corpses last night.

However, I did not plan to let him forget about it. During breakfast, I looked at the light dishes in the bowl, and when the girl went back to school, I directly asked him: Yang Qunmei bit your daughter last night, and the matter became more serious. What do you plan to do? To continue the destiny of the previous generation? You are resigned to your fate just like that? "

Yang Qunmei's expression changed, she never thought that I would speak up so straightforwardly, and when she thought about what I mentioned, her face paled.

The fate of the previous generation was for them to eat all the children other than the eldest son and then eat each other up. Whether the last two could survive until they were thirty years old was unknown, as if they were heading upwards at this time.

Her husband was silent for a long time before he slowly opened his mouth and said, "I have no other choice, but …"

"Think about it clearly. If you want to solve the problem, then tell me everything you know." I quietly stared into his eyes and replied with a smile, "Since you know about stealing my parents' corpses and what the refrigerator on the third floor is for, you should know how my parents lead their lives." He knew how they made him live to be in his fifties, right? You should also go in that direction! "

"I didn't!" He stood up abruptly and shouted at me, "I won't be like them. I won't, I won't become like them."

He said he wouldn't, but when he went downstairs, he asked Yang Qunmei for the key to the third floor.

Firstly, he didn't want me to see those things, as he didn't know that I saw them last night. Secondly, he was controlling himself so that he wouldn't have to eat the meat that was the easiest for him to satisfy during the day. He wanted to use that meat to eat for a longer period of time, so that he wouldn't harm his own family.

"You — you —" As husband Yang Qunmei spoke, he began to pant heavily, his gaze slowly becoming fierce. The corners of his mouth slightly curled up: "Your family members don't know that you're here, right? Even if he knew, he wouldn't have come here. So what if he did? I have a history of this disease in my family, so even if we can't find it out, it doesn't matter. "

With that, he suddenly turned around and closed the restaurant's door. He reached out with a kitchen knife and walked towards me.