How to capture the evil villain? I choose to be his mother!

Chapter 283: Transformation Master's Heavenly Master's Mother 3
However, although Zhu Wen is the biological mother of the villain Lu Jin, she is not the wife of the Shen family.

The current Mrs. Shen was married later.

Zhu Wen divorced her husband the year her child was born.

Not long after, he mysteriously disappeared in the vast crowd and there has been no news of him since.

She never appears in the entire book, and no name or information about her appears.

...Hmm, the familiar smell of cannon fodder.

"Wait, what time is it now? Why don't I have any memory of when I disappeared?"

Zhu Wen frowned and asked.

233 explained weakly:

[This part requires the host to explore it on his own. 】

Zhu Wen: ...

Well, she knew that this system was unreliable, and from now on she would have to figure it out on her own.

And now there is something she needs to deal with -

Gululu.

Zhu Wen touched his empty stomach and felt dizzy.

It's hypoglycemia again, most likely due to hunger.

Zhu Wen is already familiar with this situation.

She looked down and saw that she was wearing a red, cheap Xiuhe wedding dress, so she casually put the small wooden sword on her lower back.

Then she found a long branch nearby and limped out of the woods using it as a support.

The moon is bright, the stars are sparse, and the population is sparse.

Zhu Wen saw a house with scattered lights in the distance. He didn't know how much energy and time it took him to slowly move towards it.

Finally, she knocked on the door of a nearby house and asked in a trembling voice:
"Excuse me, is there anything to eat?"

The room was quiet.

Zhu Wen frowned and knocked on the door again:

"Hello? May I ask if there is any ..."

"Ahhhhh!!!!"

A shrill scream broke out in the house!
However, the scream did not last long before it was covered by someone's hand.

Zhu Wen curled his lips helplessly, and roughly guessed what was going on.

She had to take the initiative to explain:

"I am a human, not a ghost."

A few seconds passed in dead silence.

A female voice trembling with fear came from across the door:
"How can a ghost... admit that he is a ghost?"

Zhu Wen also felt that this made sense.

She simply did the opposite.

"Yes, I am the evil ghost. If you don't give me food, I will lie down at your doorstep tonight and won't leave!"

The threat really worked.

The window next to me creaked open.

Several large white steamed buns packed in plastic bags were thrown out.

boom!
Close the window quickly!
Then, the female voice from before sounded again with a crying tone:

"I've already given you the steamed buns, please leave quickly, wuwuwu!"

I hope you will accept what you hear and see.

She bent down to pick up the bag, said thank you politely, and left slowly.

The people in the house seemed a little confused.

Nowadays... even ghosts know how to be civilized and polite?
Zhu Wen found a large clean rock nearby and sat down.

I opened the plastic bag and found that the steamed buns I had just "begged" for were already half cool, as they must have been left for some time.

However, considering Zhu Wen's current situation, there was nothing to be dissatisfied about. The most important thing was to fill his stomach first.

She was afraid that she would be too hungry and vomit if she ate too quickly.

He used his hands, which were covered with dirt, to grab the steamed bun through the plastic bag and ate it in small bites. "…I should have asked for more water."

Zhu Wen almost choked and rolled his eyes.

She hadn't felt so embarrassed in a long time.

Even though she had lived in the end times and lost her memory, she was able to rely on her powerful martial arts to thrive and have no worries about food and drink.

It’s not like now that the world has changed. Not only are our lives getting worse, but our bodies have also become weak and powerless.

Tsk, I really miss the super strong body that was transformed by the dragon soul in the last world!

After eating two steamed buns, Zhu Wen rolled up the remaining two buns and put them close to his body.

She felt her strength recover a little, and the dizziness completely disappeared, so she stood up and checked the situation around her.

This should be a remote mountain village.

The grove that almost became her grave is right next to the small mountain village.

On the way here just now, although Zhu Wen was hungry, she did not randomly look for a way forward. Instead, she kept observing the traces of escape that extended all the way from the vicinity of the grave where she was buried.

Zhu Wen's observation ability is naturally excellent, so she was very sure that those people ran into the small mountain village in front of them.

"There should be three... four people? Two men and two women. Hmm, they would act together in the middle of the night. They are either family members or relatives. They should be easy to find."

Zhu Wen muttered to himself as he walked towards the village.

Suddenly, she saw a white cloth hanging on the door of a certain family.

Zhu Wen raised his eyebrows and decisively went up to knock on the door.

This time, she didn't have to wait too long, and the door in front of her was opened automatically.

Behind the door stood a tall and strong man with a shovel in his hand, and he rushed towards Zhu Wen!

"I'll beat you to death, you evil devil!"

clang!
Zhu Wen let out a light click of his tongue and looked at the small wooden sword in his hand with some surprise.

She didn't expect that this small wooden sword could actually withstand the shovel without losing the upper hand!
How can this be considered trash? It is clearly a treasure!
Zhu Wen kept praising in his heart, but his feet did not slow down at all.

She immediately kicked the man's most vulnerable crotch with a sharp and ruthless kick!
The man's face quickly turned from liver red to purple.

With a clang, the shovel in his hand fell to the ground, and he fell to the ground, holding his crotch. He was in so much pain that he couldn't even get up.

Zhu Wen slowly grabbed the man's hair and placed the small wooden sword on his fragile neck.

Then she raised her voice to the room:

"Aren't you going to come out? If you don't come out, your brothers might die in my hands."

Sure enough, a strong man rushed out of the room and rushed towards Zhu Wen without caring about anything:
"Let go of my brother!"

Zhu Wen said nothing and gently cut the man's neck.

Blood gushed out instantly.

The man in his hand cried out in pain.

The man opposite fell to his knees with a plop:
"Don't kill my brother! Please don't kill my brother! Every wrong has its perpetrator, if you have any problem, come to me!"

I wish you were satisfied with this:

"Wouldn't it be better if you could just talk to each other nicely earlier? Hey, get up."

She held the small wooden sword in one hand and grabbed the man's hair with the other, forcing him to stand up and walk into the house.

The man next to her crawled behind her.

They entered the yard one after the other.

Zhu Wen saw the coffin parked in the yard at a glance, which was obviously of the same style as the one where she had just lain.

She walked over and kicked open the coffin lid which was not yet sealed.

"Ouch, be gentle, be gentle!"

The two men begged.

Zhu Wen slapped the man on the head:

"Shut up! Be quiet!"

She took a look inside the coffin.

It was a young boy with a grayish-white face, and he was obviously dead.

What else doesn't Zhu Wen understand now?
"A ghost marriage."

Zhu Wen looked at this family with a cold look in his eyes.