"You said you wanted to drink water, then drink it!"

"Drink it, I'm not stopping you!"

"If you're thirsty, drink up. It's useless for me to stop you. You have hands and a mouth all over your body!"

"Drink it quickly, drink it quickly~"

Xiao Su pinched Master Zhou's chin and began to stuff the can into his mouth. The sharp edge of the can quickly cut his skin, and blood mixed with clear water flowed down his esophagus.

Master Zhou offered no resistance at all. Of course, he couldn't. His limbs had long been cut off, and it was a miracle that he could still be alive after being whittled into a human stick.

"Drink, drink shit! It's a waste of water!"

Xiao Su tried for a long time but failed to get the water pitcher in, so he slapped Master Zhou on the head several times.

Master Zhou's body was like a rag doll, swaying left and right under Xiao Su's force, and finally fell face down on the ground.

"Are you drunk already? Boring!"

Xiao Su naturally assumed that Master Zhou was drunk, and after seeing him fall to the ground, he stopped paying attention to him and turned his attention back to Master Wu.

"Hey! Stop it! Master Wu, don't commit suicide!"

Xiao Su searched for a long time, but it seemed that the head had rolled into the fire in the chaos just now.

This unfortunate head had been burned, and the wrinkled wax-paper-colored skin could no longer bear it. It slowly slid down from the wound on the forehead.

Xiao Su raised the head to his eyes, and then tried to put the skin back in place. But the lifeless tissue was like a pile of loose sand, and no matter how hard he tried, the fragile skin would always droop as his fingers left.

He kept trying for a long time, until the bonfire was about to go out, when he came to his senses.

After refueling, he sat down, holding his head in his arms, feeling frustrated. He still remembered the moment he separated Master Wu from his food. He used a life axe and struggled to chop Master Wu off the food. From that day on, Master Wu became a different person, becoming as silent and taciturn as he is now.

"Master Wu, tell me, will your face grow back on its own?"

"Oh~ If you say so, then I feel relieved."

"Master Wu, do you think you're like this because you don't eat enough?"

"That won't do. The meat strips were given to me by Chef Zhou. If you want to eat them too... you have to exchange them for something!"

Xiao Su talked to his head for a while, as if he had vented his anger. He looked around, picked up an empty can from the campfire, and put it next to his head to compare.

He touched his chin and nodded, then took out a sharp scalpel from his waist bag - he found it in a first aid kit.

He carefully used a scalpel to peel the skin off the head, then cut the excess skin according to the size of the empty can. After a while, he used some electrical tape to fix the skin to the empty can.

When everything was done, he looked back at his creations and began to appreciate his craftsmanship.

This was the deal Master Wu had just told him, that he would trade his old head for a new one.

Of course, Master Wu's old head could be salvaged; it still had a few pieces of meat clinging to it. Although Xiao Su wasn't particularly interested in the meat, he kindly accepted the deal.

Xiao Su set up the grill again and placed the head, which was emitting a rotten and foul smell, on it. The flames immediately licked the head, and the sparse hair became bent due to the burning.

Some maggots crawled out of the rotten flesh, welcoming the purification of the flames.

Xiao Su propped up his head and stared at the ball in the flames.

This time the ball quickly turned black, and the smell of decay began to be replaced by a tarry smell.

He found that the fuel he added this time was not very durable. In just a short while, more than half of the fuel in the brazier had been consumed.

What happened? Xiao Su recalled Master Zhou's teaching.

"Fuel burns so violently that it easily overheats and burns too quickly. So, you see, just throw a piece of cloth in the basin and it can control the fire."

is that so?

Xiao Su looked at the bottom of the brazier. The piece of cloth that had been burning for several days was gone, leaving only some tiny charred residue. He scratched the scar on his chest, then looked at Master Zhou, who had been motionless beside him for a long time. He had thrown away his own clothes long ago. I don't know what he was thinking at the time. His body was covered in red liquid, which must smell delicious now!

It should be okay to ask Master Zhou to borrow a piece of clothing, right?

Xiao Su remembered that he also borrowed it from Master Wu at that time.

He squatted in front of Master Zhou and then used a scalpel to cut off the last piece of clothing on Master Zhou's body. He did not use too much force, but the scalpel was still too sharp, and the blade cut open the skin on Master Zhou's back, leaving a series of red scratches.

"Oops! I didn't mean to!" Xiao Su quickly realized his mistake and apologized repeatedly to Master Zhou. "Just bear with it, it will be fine soon! But why did you wrap the food with a piece of cloth? Is it to keep it fresh?"

He didn't stop moving his hands, and more liquid spread across his skin, gradually staining his clothes red. Xiao Su took a deep sniff at the red spots, a look of satisfaction on his face.

He had an urge to be one with these beautiful things right now. Unfortunately, his stomach wasn't cooperating; he wasn't hungry yet. Besides, there were snacks for the day on the grill. He didn't intend to waste food. As Master Zhou had said, wasting food was shameful.

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