Plague Doctor

March 15th is Friday. After the last class in the evening, the first and second grade students of Mobei Senior High School have the weekend off.

However, Li Yuhao did not go home. He told his parents that he and several other classmates went to Wang Jiawei's house for a party and would spend the night there tonight.

Wang Jiawei's family is wealthy and lives in a villa. His parents, who are businessmen, are often away from home, and today is the day they are not at home. They had had many gatherings like this before, so Li Yuhao's parents didn't ask much, and neither did the parents of Sun Haoran, Huang Yiyang, He Ziyi, Tang Yi, and Zheng Meihan.

They weren't lying, it was just that.

"There is news on the Internet that the Ma'erwan District is evacuating the entire district!"

"Why?"

"It seems that it is predicted that there will be a huge sandstorm over there."

"Are you going to evacuate from the sandstorm?"

At this time, in the dining room of Wang Jiawei's house, one of the villas in this high-end villa community, these four boys, three girls, and seven high school students were sitting at the bright marble dining table. The crystal chandelier above illuminated their young faces. They were all a little reserved and nervous. .

A few girls were browsing on their mobile phones. However, Ma'erwan District is in the north of the city and is quite far away from here. The evacuation did not affect the people in the city.

"Stop talking." Li Yuhao stopped everyone, "Let's start. Don't eat if you're afraid."

But all seven people silently opened the seven stainless steel dinner covers on the table. Inside were seven ceramic dinner plates, with a ball of brown mud on each dinner plate.

There were gurgles in the throat, and these young people looked at the mud on the plate as if they were looking at a delicious seafood dinner. But it was just the most ordinary mud, mud just dug from the back garden of this villa. They all put down their mobile phones, silent, struggling...

"Isn't it normal for us to be like this?" Zheng Meihan said.

"I haven't checked it out, pica." Huang Yiyang muttered.

"If my parents find out, they may have to send me to Professor Yang for electroshock treatment." Wang Jiawei murmured.

"Pica...is actually not a particularly strange thing..." Tang Yi muttered.

Li Yuhao didn't say anything. This situation all started on Arbor Day, three days ago, when he quietly took away a ball of mud from the wasteland.

That night in the school dormitory, Li Yuhao tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. Finally, he couldn't help the urge in his heart that made him extremely tormented, and took a bite of the mud.

He checked on the Internet himself and found out that this is called pica, which involves eating mud, paper, cinders, hair... and other strange things. The causes of pica may be metabolic disorders, abnormal taste, psychological factors, etc., but the true cause and treatment methods are not yet clear.

Li Yuhao didn't know why he suddenly had such an impulse. It seemed that he first had such an idea when he saw those locust eggs.

After eating that mouthful of mud, Li Yuhao not only relieved the almost painful suffering, but also felt a great sense of satisfaction.

He had never felt this way about food, whether it was home-cooked, expensive ingredients, cooked by a chef or cooked by his mother.

At that time, Li Yuhao vaguely knew that he could not do without eating mud.

Also that night, his roommate Wang Jiawei caught him eating mud. Just when Li Yuhao was embarrassed and uneasy, Wang Jiawei said he wanted to eat some too, because he also had the desire to suffer like that. Sun Haoran and Huang Yiyang are their friends; He Ziyi is Wang Jiawei's girlfriend, and Tang Yi and Zheng Meihan are He Ziyi's best friends.

Finally, in the past few days, the seven people shared the mud. They all went to the wasteland to participate in activities on Arbor Day.

Apparently, there was a connection, and their appetite needs changed that day.

These teenagers feel strange, anxious and frightened, afraid of something happening or being known, but they also want to ask their parents or teachers for help, or call the Secret Bureau to ask... But they have that kind of thought in their minds. An idea, such a voice, a resistance.

Don't tell others, it's not the right time yet, you can't tell others.

Fast forward to now, and the seven of them have not told anyone else except each other.

After a few days, apart from the need for pica, they had no physical or mental problems.

But all the mud that Li Yuhao brought back from the wasteland had been eaten, not even a bit was left, and even the newspaper used to wrap the mud was eaten by them. They feel like they are addicted to drugs, and when the time comes and they don't eat puree, they will feel even worse.

"I'll eat first." Li Yuhao couldn't help it anymore. He was still thinking about playing with it just now, but now he directly grabbed the yellow mud on the dinner plate and stuffed it into his mouth.

However, when he took a bite, his brows furrowed, and he almost spat it out. He was shocked, anxious and panicked, "It doesn't taste like this, something is wrong, something is wrong..."

"What?" Wang Jiawei realized something and hurriedly grabbed his portion of mud and took a bite, but he reacted the same way and his face turned red.

"No!" He Ziyi and Sun Haoran were anxious. However, after the five people tasted the mud on the plate, they all panicked, "It's over, we're done." "What should we do? What should we do today!" "Li Yuhao, Do you still have that mud?”

This ordinary mud is no good, it doesn't taste right at all.

"You guys ate them all up..." Li Yuhao murmured anxiously, but his eyes brightened, "Let's go to the Arbor Day Wasteland, that's it! There's a lot of mud there, and it's just a wasteland with no fences. , no one cares, let’s go there!

"

Everyone agreed in surprise, as if they had grasped a life-saving straw.

They really couldn't stand it anymore, not because they were hungry.

It was that nightmare-like hunger that made them a little manic. No, they must eat that kind of mud, otherwise they will die, they will definitely die...

The seven young men and women immediately got up and walked away. There were multiple cars in the garage of Wang Jiawei's home, including a silver MPV car that could seat seven people. None of them have driver's licenses and have not yet reached the age to obtain one, but Wang Jiawei knows how to drive and has learned it privately.

They all got into the MPV and set off immediately, hoping not to be intercepted by the traffic police.

However, Mobei City is a sparsely populated place after all. They also checked the remote roads taken by the navigation system. Therefore, there were no obstacles on the way to the remote wasteland located to the north outside the city. When they arrived at the wasteland, The night grew darker.

There are no residential buildings and no guards. The place is so deserted that you can't even hear the sounds of insects.

So as soon as the car stopped on the side of the road, Li Yuhao, Wang Jiawei and others opened the door and rushed out of the car, heading towards the wasteland where some saplings were planted.

"This way, this way!" Li Yuhao knew the way and ran towards the place where the eggs were dug up that day, where he took away the mud.

"Didn't Captain Luo of the Forestry Bureau say that we should spray pesticides to control locust eggs that day? Will there be any impact?"

"If you're afraid, don't eat it!"

"I'm not afraid of pesticides. It'll be over if I can't eat it tonight..."

"Listen to me, I'm afraid that even the mud here is wrong!"

They were arguing anxiously, but suddenly they all stopped talking, stopped in their tracks, and looked doubtfully ahead at a sapling ten meters away, next to a sapling.

Through the dim moonlight, I could see a figure there, with his back to them, kneeling on the ground, grabbing mud with both hands and eating handful after handful, making a strange and seemingly fanatical swallowing sound. Next to the figure, a small pit has been dug, and the disappeared soil must have been eaten.

That figure looked a bit familiar to them.

"That seems to be..." He Ziyi stared slightly, and Li Yuhao, Tang Yi, Zheng Meihan and others were all a little confused.

But they were also swallowing, and the man's swallowing sound further aroused their desire to eat mud.

At the same time, the figure also heard the movement here, and turned around in surprise. The usually generous and kind-hearted middle-aged face had a very complicated expression at this time. His slightly open mouth was full of mud, and his cheeks and The chin and other areas were also stained with mud.

Before this, this person must have eaten a meal of mud like crazy.

They all recognized this person, Principal Cui, it was Principal Cui.

Love the Plague Doctor.