Halfway through the way back, the firewood for lighting burned out, and the darkness brought endless panic. I fell to the ground as soon as I took a step, and the firewood scattered in all directions. I seemed to have lost so much.

Just like valuable things, I picked them up in a panic and eagerly. I finally picked them up under the weak starlight, and I didn't know if I missed anything.

My heart has always been concerned about my mother, and I always feel that her appearance is too illusory. I am afraid of losing her, especially at this time.

During the next journey, I dropped the firewood and picked it up again. Not long after I picked it up, I stumbled again. I fell countless times at such a short distance. It wasn’t until I saw the dimly flickering firelight by the lake in the distance that I finally realized

Slightly relieved.

I walked over with an arm full of wood. The fire was almost extinguished. When I got closer, I realized that what was burning inside was not firewood, but some fur and claws, emitting a pungent smell.

To prevent the fire from going out and to burn whatever is there, regardless of the consequences, this is really what a mother would do.

I took out those things with firewood and added a few more pieces of wood. I didn't look in my mother's direction. I kept looking at the gradually burning flames and whispered: "I have something to tell you...

…”

"What's up?"

"I eat people." I said in a very low voice. My mother was still by the lake, concentrating on processing the meat of the Zhenshan ape. She was about three meters away from me. I was afraid that she would hear it, and I had to say that at this moment

I just hope that a strong wind and sand will come and carry my voice thousands of miles away. It is best to blur my mother's hearing and let the incident pass by in a blur, but that is impossible.

I didn't want to make my mother angry, so I hurriedly explained: "I didn't mean it. I fell into the hands of a large group of humans. They wanted to take me to the ancient city. I couldn't go. I asked them to put me down, but they didn't listen! I thought.

I tried to escape, but the injuries I suffered along the way were too serious, so I was delayed. I finally waited for the opportunity in the sandy area. I had no choice. If I didn’t eat them, I would be dead. Don’t be angry..."

"Oh it's all right."

I have been afraid to look at my mother, afraid of seeing her sad expression, but she just said these few words without any hesitation.

I raised my head and looked at my mother. The mountain-suppressing ape had been taken care of. She cut off a large piece of meat and took it in her hand. Then she walked towards me step by step. I lowered my head again and only listened to the slowly approaching footsteps.

Stop in front of me.

My mother said, "You mean you're not hungry? I don't care about you, I'm starving."

After saying that, she sat next to me and started grilling meat.

I was stunned and couldn't figure out what she meant, but after hesitating for a moment, I stood up and shouted: "Who said I wasn't hungry? I would have starved to death a long time ago."

After saying that, he strode over to the prepared food, tore off a large piece, and then took a vicious bite.

Roasting meat is a method learned from humans. The meat produced in this way is more flavorful, but it is just a choice.

I chewed the piece of meat with big mouthfuls, but the more I ate, the more I felt something was wrong. The raw meat and traces of blood in my mouth were almost the same as human flesh. I felt nauseated instantly, squatted there and vomited, but couldn't vomit anything.

It's my nature to drink hair and drink blood. It's impossible for me to change my nature, and I'm not willing to change it. I waited for a long time, trying not to think about the taste of human flesh and the scene of cannibalism, and then I ate a large piece of meat in my hand.

After that, my stomach was still churning for a while, but I suppressed it. It looked like it would take a lot of time to get used to it in the future.

I returned to the fire and my mother handed over a piece of cooked meat. I paused and did not accept it. I would never touch other food before I got used to raw meat.

At this point I seem to understand a little bit, the reason why my mother did not allow me to eat people. After eating two people, I even forgot my nature. If I keep eating, what will I be if I continue to live? It is not the original me anyway.

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In this way, the "I" who is accustomed to eating cooked food is not necessarily me. "Sex" has long been slowly and invisibly changed.

"Mother, are you still you?"

My mother was eating with gusto and still didn't mean to stop after hearing my words. I was a little speechless and felt that the answer was right in front of me. But think about it, it is impossible no matter how you think about it, you can always maintain your original nature since you were born.

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But I want to give it a try.

I moved close to my mother, lying on her lap, feeling the heat of the fire. After a long time, she suddenly picked me up and held me in her arms, looking contented.

“So full~”

There was a piece of meat that was bigger than me, and there was no trace left. Of course she was full. I was really curious about how she could eat so much in her human form.

I broke away from her with some disgust. Of course I didn't hate my mother, but she just used too much force and was a little uncomfortable.

After breaking away, I hugged her back and looked at the sparkles in her eyes, tears welling up in my eyes.

"Mother, I cannibalize people..."

Compared to the last time, my voice was a little louder this time, and I didn't avoid her gaze.

The mother still did not hesitate, nodded and said: "Well, there can't be a next time."

Finally I heard an answer. Although it was short, this was my mother.

I fell asleep quickly after that, and it was the first time in the past ten days that I slept peacefully, and my sleep was extremely sweet.

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I slept like this for two days. When I woke up, my mother was walking from a distance carrying a lot of firewood.

There was cooked meat on the rock next to it. Without even thinking about it, I knew that my mother had prepared it in advance. I stood up, picked up the piece of meat and ate it.

Raw meat cannot be stored for a long time, so the nature that I was determined to persevere in was instantly shattered by this road, but this does not mean that I will give up. Thanks to the blessing of human flesh, the taste of human beings and raw meat has been engraved in my mind.

I can't forget it even if I want to.

Now that we have a lot of food and my mother has returned to me, this road should continue, but for some reason I hesitate to move forward.

There is another human who worries the beast...

My body is gradually recovering, and my mother is by my side again, but as a mere human being, her chances of crossing that windy sand are slim.

I looked at it from a distance, thought for a while, turned around and asked my mother: "Will humans die if they enter there?"

"People should be divided into those who are powerful and those who are not. When thinking about something, you can't put your own thoughts into it. They have so many methods. Even if they encounter something, they are likely to survive. Only a few people will be killed or injured. Besides, the human race is so treacherous.

, you can’t go looking for death by yourself, why do you ask?”

I couldn't wait to argue: "But her breath was very weak, and she gave me something to save her life. I always felt that something would happen to her."

Without a huge body and the ability to discern directions, I never thought she could survive, but even if it was a corpse, I wanted to take a look, but it was contrary to the direction we were going, and it would waste a lot of time to go there.

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In fact, I already had an idea in my heart, and asking my mother was just an excuse for myself.

My mother didn't respond, but I secretly made up my mind and continued: "It's too big inside, and the wind and sand are as sharp as a knife. Maybe there will be no trace of her body. The chance of finding her in human form is better than the chance of passing through this area with her body."

It's small, I remember her smell, so I thought... try it with the main body."

If it were my previous situation, I wouldn't be able to get better inside. But now my body has almost recovered and I am full of strength. This level of wind and sand should not have much impact. This is what I can do.

The only way to do it and satisfy my urgent needs.

Mother seemed to understand the meaning of my words and asked, "Do you want to go in?"

"Um."

"When everything is unknown, is it possible to face an unexpected outcome, just for a human being?"

"Um."

"Then go ahead. You are allowed to use your body once. Be careful not to be discovered by the human race."

"What about you?" I originally wanted to be with my mother.

"I'll wait for you here. I'll use the remaining skin of the ape to process the meat. It's too messy and inconvenient to carry around now. There's still a long way ahead."

"oh."

Now I understand a little bit why my mother would stop moving forward for a beast, a thing, or even a person.

Probably the same as what I'm thinking now, I'm looking forward to seeing that human again and saying a few words.

What is she looking forward to? I must ask the answer after I see that human being come back.

I took off my clothes and found a place that was open enough to reveal my entire body. With the most basic movements, large scabs fell on my body, and the comfortable feeling of moving bones spread throughout my body.

I looked down at my mother, stretched out my tongue and licked her, and then rushed into that area with all my strength.

Compared with the precarious human form before, this time it was almost like walking on flat ground. The wind and sand hit me, and even the wind and waves couldn't lift it.

I ran rampant inside, and after a while I reached the place where the previous group of humans were hiding. On a rock wall that I didn't touch, I smelled the faint smell of blood that belonged to her.

So many days have passed, and the wind and sand have continued to cover and disperse it, but there are still some traces left behind. She was injured here and bled a lot.

The only people who can take action against her here are her kind.

When she appeared in front of me before, I just thought she was weak and didn't think about it at all. In the end, I let her follow those despicable creatures. Why am I so useless?

I tried hard to distinguish the smell in the air, but it was really difficult to distinguish it here. The endless wind would blow everything away, and the only way was on the ground.

The covering of sand will not eliminate the smell. Although it is faint, you can still smell it if you try harder. I don't believe that the wind and sand will dig up the ground three feet everywhere it passes, and there will be some omissions. Every time I run a certain distance, I stop to look for the next one.

If the direction is interrupted, it will take more time to search the surrounding area of ​​tens or even hundreds of miles one by one.

As the days went by, the wind and sand became stronger and stronger, and the rocks swept across the sky moved irregularly and hit me countless times. This kind of attack has been able to cause harm to me. If it goes on for a long time, I am afraid I will make the same mistake again.

, deep into it.

I'm too anxious. I can't hold on with such a huge body. They will most likely bypass it from other places. Even if there is no possibility of bypassing, at least they will choose a place to hide. Wasn't that the case before?
To be continued...