What It’s Like Being a Vampire

A few hours ago, Ye Zijun would never have thought that she would be in this kind of situation after saving half a year's salary and bonuses to take her parents on a trip to six countries in Southeast Asia.

Originally, they were wandering on the street after dinner. She had checked this place in advance and found that Montamila was the most fun, lively and safe area at night.

But before long, things started to go wrong.

First, groups of murderous people kept passing by. Something seemed to happen in the distance. The locals left one after another, and the tourists also dispersed. There were constant noises and noises everywhere - not the kind of happy noises. But the kind of noise that breaks out into conflict.

Soon, when she and other tourists were still a little confused and didn't know where to go, the whole city seemed to be in a frenzy, especially some local youths, who all looked fierce and evil, as if they had taken the wrong medicine. He was shouting something like crazy.

Ye Zijun protected his parents and moved to the side of the road. He originally thought it was a conflict between the locals and it would be fine if they stayed away.

But what I didn't expect was that those people seemed to be here for tourists, especially Chinese tourists.

Although they and the locals both have yellow skin, dark eyes and black hair, the differences in skin color and dress are obvious, and it is easy to tell that they are Chinese.

When five local young men with their faces covered with cloths rushed over with sticks, Ye Zijun's father was the first to react, grabbing his wife and daughter and running away.

But the three of them, one is a white-collar worker who works in an office all year round, and the two are old people who have received pensions. How could they outrun the five thugs? They were quickly surrounded.

In order to protect his wife and daughter, Ye's father was knocked down first, and then Ye's mother. The two thugs directly carried the young and beautiful Ye Zijun to the alley between the two buildings nearby. You can imagine what they were going to do.

Ye Zijun yelled and struggled desperately, but to no avail. She didn't know why this happened. He had never done anything bad in his life. He studied hard and worked hard. He has always been a good child. He was a good student in school and a good employee in the company. , she is also a good daughter in the eyes of her parents.

She worked hard to travel with her parents, why did this happen?

Does God have eyes? !

Just when she was extremely desperate, the thugs holding his feet and hands suddenly let go. She fell to the ground, and then immediately got up, yelling crazily and trying to run in the other direction.

But she immediately thought of her parents again,

So he stopped and turned around, and then he saw two masked thugs standing at the entrance of the alley, looking up at the sky.

She also raised her eyes, and then stared blankly at a huge giant with many arms walking on the road outside.

It should be three or four stories high. Every step caused the earth to shake. Every step was like stepping on her heart, making her heart beat subconsciously.

It was surrounded by a strange black mist, and the huge muscles covered under the black mist could be vaguely seen.

At the first moment, Ye Zijun felt as if he was in a dream, with a strong sense of unreality, but what followed was a fear that made his whole body tremble and become cold.

But compared to her, the two thugs who carried her into the alley were frightened and felt more fear.

Both of them collapsed on the ground, one buried his head deeply in his arms, and the other raised his head and muttered something.

After the giant walked by, Ye Zijun thought of her parents. She suppressed her fear and walked past the two thugs who were kneeling on the ground.

As she passed by, she noticed that the thug who was muttering something seemed to have peed his pants. She felt a little confused for a moment. Is it so scary?

Walking out of the alley, Ye Zijun saw Father Ye who was knocked to the ground with blood on his head, and his mother who was protecting Father Ye next to him, and ran over quickly.

Of the three thugs holding sticks, two were kneeling on the ground and one was standing blankly. They were all looking up into the sky in the distance. Judging from the movement trend just now, the giant with big arms should be heading towards that place now. As they walked forward, it was obvious that they had all seen it, and they were directly stepped over by the giant.

Ye Zijun mustered up his courage and rushed over to protect his parents, gritting his teeth and glaring at the three people.

The thug who was still standing suddenly realized something and turned back to look at her. Then, with fear in his eyes, he pointed at her and yelled something while running wildly.

The other two thugs who were kneeling on the ground also stood up, threw away the sticks in their hands, and stumbled away.

Ye Zijun doesn't understand Burmese, so he doesn't know what they shouted, but at least they were scared away, and that's a good thing.

Dad, how are you? Can you stand up? Ye Zijun quickly checked on his parents. Mom, what about you? Were you hit by them?

It's okay... I can get up... What about you? Xiaojun, they didn't do anything to you, right? Dad Ye covered the wound on his head and stood up with the support of his wife and daughter.

At this time, the two thugs who carried Ye Zijun into the alley also staggered out of the alley. One of them had a large amount of wet pants.

They glanced at Ye Zijun's family of three and did not come over. However, they did not yell like the previous person, but turned back and walked away in a daze.

Let's go, let's go back to the hotel first. Check the phone number of our consulate. Check the situation and call for help. Dad Ye regained his strength and stood up with the help of his daughter.

Ye Zijun quickly took out his mobile phone and looked at it, and said blankly: There is no signal...

Not only her mobile phone, but also her parents' mobile phones had no signal, and even after a few dials, they died.

They didn't dare to stay where they were. There were shouts and commotion everywhere. They quickly supported each other and walked along the roadside towards the hotel where they were staying.

…

Maung Qiang is a seventeen-year-old Burmese boy. He is very tall and looks very strong because he likes boxing and exercises regularly.

He is a tenth grade student, that is, a high school student in China. However, his grades have always been relatively poor and there is no hope of going to college, so he often skips classes during this period and goes out to hang out with a few brothers who grew up together.

Some of these brothers work in casinos, and some run errands for some local big brothers. Although they can't catch the eye of those top bosses and earn only pocket money, at least they look very majestic. , and there may be a chance to get ahead in the future. After all, a big shot like Wu Lun started from the same humble beginnings.

After nightfall today, he had just finished helping his family collect the fish stall when his brother Maung Ting called him out.

Maang Qiang discovered that there were three young people who also grew up in this area with Maang Ting, and each of them was holding a variety of weapons.

Maung Ting handed over a long stick with a sharpened metal tied to the front, then threw a half-torn tattered T-shirt over and said, Let's make a fortune tonight!

Mao Qiang was stunned for a moment: How do you get rich?

Just follow along. Maang Ting said as he covered his face with a rag, as did the other two companions.

Mao Qiang was confused and led by several brothers into the street with his face covered and weapons in hand.

They didn't go far, and they met up with a dozen young people dressed in the same way. Although these people all had their faces covered, Mao Qiang recognized most of them at once, and they all lived in the same place. People around here who work odd jobs or don’t have any serious jobs.

Soon, he knew what the big guys were getting together like this - there was a famous big boss whose only son was killed. He heard that it was the Chinese who did it, and now the culprits were captured by Montamira. The Chinese are hiding, and the big boss offers a huge reward to find the murderer of his son.

After gathering more than a dozen people, the leader first said that he wanted to go to a certain Chinese pharmacy.

As soon as a huge group of people, with their faces covered and armed with various long weapons, took to the street, the passers-by around them got out of the way in fear, while each of them strode forward, feeling majestic.

Maang Qiang felt something was wrong, and asked Maang Ting in a low voice: That pharmacy is on Qian Street. It's in such a good location with people coming and going. It can't possibly hide the murderer, right?

How can you tell if you have hidden it or not without searching? Maang Ting said matter-of-factly, and then added: That guy is a profiteer!

Mao Qiang was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered what Maang Ting said just now - let's make a fortune tonight.

He worried: If we do this...will they call the police?

Don't worry, the police won't take care of us tonight. Maang Ting said, and whispered: Brother Wu Lun and others are going to war with Guy Gui Hai.

Maang Qiang suddenly realized that he had heard some rumors about these things during the day. These things were spread everywhere in the vegetable market. He didn't expect that there would really be a fight at night?

He still felt that something was wrong. According to normal logic, if a big boss like that wanted to find the murderer of his son, even if he wanted to offer a reward, he shouldn't mobilize people all over the city to do it like this! It's like this group of people knows how to find the murderer? Who is the murderer? If things get big and mess up Montamila, no matter how powerful the boss is, he will be beaten to death by the officials.

But walking among more than ten people, he couldn't make up his mind to break away from the crowd for a while, and Maung Ting said again:

Many people are 'looking for the murderer' at night. With so many people, the police can't pursue them.

Yes, what is that sentence called? D?

Mao Qiang thought about the fat head and big ears of the drugstore owner, his big gold watch, and the fact that the relatives and friends around him thought the medicinal materials sold by him were expensive more than once, and he seemed to have found a reason for his behavior in his heart.

Along the way, many local young people joined us. Some of them didn't have time to find weapons, so they just took off their shirts, covered their faces and followed.

When they arrived at the Chinese-owned pharmacy, more than thirty people had gathered.

Of course they didn't come to find the murderer. Once they arrived, they rushed into the store without saying a word.

The fat boss didn't react and was pushed to the ground. After being beaten many times, his gold watch, jewelry, wallet, cell phone, and even leather shoes and belts were all stripped off.

What are you doing! A clear Burmese voice attracted the crowd's attention.

The thugs who rushed into the store found a petite girl with beautiful features standing in front of the small door of the room inside the pharmacy and yelling.

Maang Qiang recognized at a glance that she was the daughter of the drugstore owner. He and his wife had lived in Mentamila for more than 20 years. His wife was also a native of Mentamila. If he counted carefully, he and Maung Qiang’s family I can barely get some kinship.

The pharmacy owner struggled hard and shouted in a mixture of Burmese and Mandarin: Go in! Go in quickly! Close the door! Call the police!

But some thugs who were close already rushed over with strange screams and blocked the crack of the door with their weapons, preventing the girl from closing the door.

Maung Ting also pulled Mao Qiang and wanted to go with him.

But Maang Qiang felt that something was wrong more and more, and he subconsciously shook off his companion's hand. Maang Ting ignored him, and screamed and squeezed past, trying to squeeze into the room with a group of people.

At this moment, there was a loud bang on the road outside the house, followed by the sound of broken glass, and then the continuous sound of car sirens.

The lights in the pharmacy also began to flicker. Everyone was startled, and involuntarily stopped what they were doing, and walked out of the pharmacy to see the situation. Even the thugs who pressed down on the pharmacy owner and squeezed into the room where the boss's daughter was. It was because of an inexplicable heart palpitation that I subconsciously walked out.

Because he always had an instinctive hesitation about what he was doing, Mao Qiang was closest to the door of the pharmacy, so when he heard the movement, he was the first to step out to check.

As soon as he walked out of the pharmacy door, he was stunned. More than ten meters away, an extremely huge foot was slowly falling, and then it made a big hole in the road with a bang. The huge vibration and sound made the surrounding roadside Parked electric vehicles, motorcycles, and bicycles fell to the ground one after another, and cars blared sirens.

His eyes followed the big foot upwards, and he saw the calves and thighs as thick as towers, and then the huge body and countless arms.

This is a terrifying existence as huge as a mountain, ten meters high? Twenty meters? No, it might be higher than this, Mao Qiang couldn’t see its head at all!

The upper part of its body seemed to be integrated with the dark night, enveloping the entire night sky, bringing an extremely huge sense of oppression.

The giant walked on the road outside the pharmacy step by step. When Mao Qiang reacted, he found that he had already kneeled on the ground with his head raised. Others around him were even more unbearable. Some were kneeling on the ground, shivering. , some were screaming and running on the street, while others were crouching in the corner, mumbling to themselves.

His brother Maung Ting, who grew up with him, was sitting slumped in front of the drugstore at this time, his eyes full of horror, and he seemed to be petrified.

Not only them, there were many people around them who came out of the house, sat down on the ground, or knelt down to pray.

Even the daughter of the drugstore owner was standing at the door of the drugstore, staring blankly into the distance.

Maang Qiang stood up and found that the giant seemed to have disappeared after walking over. He stood on the side of the road and looked at it for a while, but he didn't see where he was going.

It stands to reason that such a huge body could not be missed if it had just passed by. There were no such tall buildings around it.

Mao Qiang turned around and found that all the huge footprints left by the giants when they passed by had disappeared, and the ground on the road was intact without any traces.

The shattered glass nearby, the fallen motorcycles and electric vehicles have all returned to their original state, and even the sound of the car alarm that kept sounding has disappeared.

Hallucination?

That giant was an illusion?

Although Mao Qiang was thinking this in his heart, his awe and fear did not diminish at all. Not only him, but also the dozens of other young people who came together all lost their thoughts on dealing with the Chinese drugstore owner, and scattered away in despair. open.

Maang Qiang began to walk toward home in a daze, with various images flashing through his mind.

He recalled that when he was bullied by other children when he was a child, his father ignored the stall and rushed over to him while he was selling fish. He recalled that once when he came back from school, he accidentally saw his father being bullied by bullies in the market and extorting money. Although he was unwilling to do so, he still He had to give in and pay, reluctantly smiling; he remembered his father's words every time he handed him cash with a strong smell of fish and asked him to buy study materials and stationery, saying that he must live up to his expectations; I remembered his words. My father looked envious when he saw his cousin admitted to college.

He suddenly became frightened, and he realized that just now he had almost destroyed the thing he was most afraid of losing, almost destroyed himself and his family.

Mao Qiang hit his head hard with his fist several times. Suddenly he heard several shouts in Chinese. He looked up and saw a young woman and two old people, a man and a woman, on the corner of the street. They were stopped by two young men with their faces covered. , pulling and struggling.

Stop! Maang Qiang roared and rushed over.

The two young Burmese were startled and subconsciously turned around and ran away.

Although there were two of them, and one of them was holding a long stick, the handsome man was twice bigger than them. At this time, he rushed over with great momentum, like a tiger descending from the mountain, and shouted in Burmese. What's the background? They were not really ruthless people in the first place, and had no courage to fight, so they were immediately scared away.

After Mao Qiang drove away the two thugs, he saw the Chinese woman with black cheeks and the two old men who were also scarred and stained with blood. He felt very uncomfortable when he saw the frightened eyes in their eyes when they looked at him.

He pulled off the rags of the T-shirt on his face, pointed at himself, and said in the fragmented Chinese he had learned before: I, Monta Mira, okay. Then he pointed in the direction of the two thugs who ran away: The bad one is not Monta Mira!”

The ones who were rescued were Ye Zijun and her parents. She looked at the tall Burmese young man who had driven away the two thugs, and was stunned for a moment when she heard his Chinese with a strong accent popping out like bricks. Then he said gratefully: Thank you! Thank you!

Mao Qiang looked up at both sides of the street again. After thinking for a while, he realized that the Chinese vocabulary library was exhausted, so he had to use loose English: WHER, YOU, GO? I CAN...uh...AND...YOU!

Although the English he spoke was quite loose, Ye Zijun still understood what he meant and said happily: THNAK YOU! WE ARE GOING TO THE HOTEL.

Then he told Maang Qiang the name and location of the hotel where they were staying, and then the young Burmese boy protected the three of Ye Zijun and his family as they headed to the hotel.

…

When Mao Qiang was being carried away by dozens of companions to storm the drug store, and when Ye Zijun's family of three were attacked by thugs, another tourist from China, Jiang Chun, was wandering alone on the streets of Mentamila.

Jiang Chun is 41 years old. He quit his job six months ago and started traveling around with only tens of thousands of dollars in savings.

However, he is not the kind of person who suddenly bursts with artistic sense and travels whenever he wants. He has just been diagnosed with some kind of terminal illness. He knows that treatment is useless and he doesn't have much time left to live. He doesn't want to spend money to live there. After going to the hospital and taking medicine, I simply took all the money to see a world I had never seen before.

Anyway, his parents have passed away long ago, and his wife divorced him a few years ago. He has no children, no house, and is alone with no worries.

When he arrived in Montamira, he had almost spent all his money, and he felt that this was a good place for him to return to the West.

But even abroad, he didn't want to die in a way that would affect others, or make the Burmese have a bad opinion of the Chinese because of his death, so he had been thinking of a way to end his life quietly without being discovered. Methods.

No one would be looking for him anyway.

While he was walking on the street, thinking about how he would die, riots suddenly broke out in Montamila, and there were many attacks against Chinese people and Chinese tourists.

Seeing those groups of thugs with their faces covered and armed with weapons, Jiang Chun's first reaction was fear, and then he began to run away and avoid. After all, he was just an ordinary cram school teacher before.

But then, he found a good way to die - he had to fight these thugs.

So he rushed towards several thugs who were attacking Chinese shops, shouted to stop them, and picked up stones on the ground to throw them.

Just as the thugs rushed toward him, the surrounding street lights began to flash, and a huge figure descended on the street and began to move slowly.

The terrifying and shocking sight attracted everyone's attention, and everyone was shocked by the strong sense of oppression and stopped all movements.

Jiang Chun raised his head and looked at the monster that seemed to come out of the abyss. Following its huge body, he saw more than one pair of eyes on the head above the peak.

The pair of eyes at the bottom seemed to glance at him slightly, but they didn't seem to see him, as if the creatures on the ground were just ants, and even if they caught a glimpse, they wouldn't attract attention.

Jiang Chun was trembling and his legs were weak, but he still suppressed the fear in his heart, ran over as hard as he could, knelt down in the middle of the road, then lay back, stretched out his arms, and closed his eyes.

According to the trend, the monster's big foot will land here next, and he will be trampled into meat patties and shattered into pieces.

Just die like this...

It should be natural for such a monster to come to the world and trample an insignificant person like him to death.

He was scared to death, but he felt inexplicably relaxed.

But death did not come. After an unknown amount of time, when he opened his eyes, he found that there was no trace of the huge monster.

He was lying alone on the road, with no footprints before or after him, as if everything he had just seen was an illusion.

Thousands of feelings flooded into his heart. Jiang Chun, who was kneeling on the ground, covered his face with his hands and suddenly burst into tears.

This was the first time he cried after learning that he was terminally ill.

As he cried, he laughed again.

He read aloud a sentence from Lu Xun's Tombstone Essays which he had loved very much when he was young:

In the midst of the enthusiasm of Hao Ge, I got cold; I saw the abyss in the sky. I saw nothing in all eyes; I was saved in the hopelessness!

He stood up from the ground and strode away. His fear did not disappear, but he knew what he was really afraid of, and he also knew what he wanted to do most.

…

That night, the vision of the eight-armed and eight-eyed giant that appeared in Montamira became larger and larger in the eyes of different people as time went by.

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