Mythology

Chapter 4: Mother-child Ghost and Mother-child Dao

Yang He felt a chill down his spine, and he underestimated the strange world in the story of the ghost lotus.

"hiss."

A sharp pain in my right arm.

He raised his arm and saw a baby's purple-red palm print on his wrist, which showed that the scene in his spiritual vision was not an illusion.

"The main world is already so terrifying, with humans and ghosts separated by only a thin layer of window paper, but in the world of allusions, humans and ghosts coexist!"

“There’s not even any window paper!!”

In the world of allusions, there is no need for people to see ghosts, ghosts can directly attack when they see people.

"Lotus root? Who calls this thing a lotus root?"

Yang He's face turned red, but he did not retreat to the shore immediately.

In a moment, the consumed spiritual vision will be recovered, so let's die.

"Help!!"

Zhang Kai screamed continuously, yellow grease floated on the water, and the smell of blood was everywhere.

Because the lake water was as black as ink, it was impossible to see the opening clearly. All we could see was a large number of bubbles pouring out.

The scream stopped abruptly, and the heavy, desperate breathing was creepy.

[Spiritual Vision: 0.8 points]

The darkness in Yang He's eyes became clearer, and he found that Zhang Kai's body was covered with hair, and a baby was clinging to his arms in a unique way, eating flesh and blood with a cry for food.

"Yang He! Run!"

Xu Dabao didn't care about anything else. He broke the red rope and swam to the shore. The others did the same thing, fearing that they would die in the lake.

"I've only heard that the lotus roots in Qinghu are very spiritual. Can anyone tell me why the lotus roots eat people? Why do they eat people?!"

Xu Dabao turned his head to look at Yang He, only to see the latter staring into the deep water for a few breaths, then doing the opposite and swimming laboriously towards the opening.

"Go crazy!"

Yang He ignored Xu Dabao's reminder and pulled the red rope hard to move forward.

Zhang Kai thought Yang He came to rescue him, so he struggled even harder. As a result, fresh lotus leaves slowly grew out from his chest.

The lotus leaves are gorgeous in color and their texture is like layers of flesh and blood.

At the same time, the clear lake in Yang He's eyes became more and more strange.

[Spiritual Vision: 1 points]

The moonlight was hazy, the lake was sparkling, and many babies were soaking in the water.

Yang He's movements became stiff, and his skin was covered with a layer of white frost, but his eyes were fixed on the baby with its eyes open.

The baby is only concerned with absorbing nutrients, and his limbs have already taken root in his open internal organs.

"Even if I die, I have to bring back some souvenirs."

Yang He's eyes turned red. He grabbed the red rope and put it directly around the baby's right arm. Then he tightened it with all his strength, and the baby's crying became more and more intense.

Ripples spread across the water, and something even more terrifying was approaching.

Zhang Kai stopped struggling, and said with trembling lips: "Little brother, don't worry about me, it's coming..."

"Who?"

"Miss Sanshan."

Yang He's heart was startled, and a pair of slender hands were placed on his shoulders.

The woman murmured softly, "My dear."

Then came the second pair, the third pair, the fourth pair...

A dense array of arms gently caressed Yang He's chest and abdomen, the scent of rouge filled the air, a long and narrow neck circled Yang He's body three times, and a woman sighed softly in Yang He's ear.

"My dear, you are so cruel, please don't hurt our child~~"

Yang He's eyes were dazed, and then he felt a sharp pain in his abdomen. The Three Mountains Goddess stuffed lotus seeds into his internal organs, and the lotus leaves were about to sprout.

Seeing this, he no longer hesitated. He stepped on the lotus root baby's back with his right foot and pulled with all his strength. The pale lotus root arm fell into his hand.

Yang He grabbed Lian Gen's arm, and his behavior completely angered the Three Mountains Goddess.

"what!"

With his skin and flesh cut open, Yang He could feel the Three Mountains Goddess holding his heart in both hands, and an incomparable chill overwhelmed his consciousness.

His eyes went dark and he was out of the world of allusions as the world spun around him.

.........

The smoke from the cooking stove rose up and the firewood crackled.

Yang He's clothes were already soaked with sweat. When the cold wind of early spring blew, he couldn't help but lean against the wall and retched.

Old man Yang was busy in the kitchen and didn't notice the disheveled look of his child.

Yang He vomited out all the sour water in his stomach, sat down limply in the corner, his heartbeat began to slowly calm down, and then he called out the panel.

[Spiritual Vision: 4.5 points] Just by coming into contact with the Three Mountain Goddesses, one's spiritual vision skyrocketed, which shows how evil it is.

[Your character "The Lotus Root Picker" has died, and the story is over.]

[Obtain "Half-section of Ghost Lotus Root"]

[Obtain "Twenty taels of silver"]

[Obtain the "Red Rope of Resentment"]

The shadows of three objects floated in front of Yang He's eyes.

Yang He can choose to bring it to the main world for free, or directly exchange it for spiritual vision.

[Twenty taels of silver can be exchanged for 0.1 point of spiritual vision]

“Exchange to the main world.”

Yang He's mind moved, and a purse filled with small change fell into his hand.

The broken silver inside is not a complete silver ingot and has no official inscriptions, but that does not prevent it from being used in the main world. Twenty taels is already very considerable.

[The red rope stained with resentment can be exchanged for 0.8 points of spiritual vision]

The red rope smelled of blood and was only half a meter long.

[Red rope stained with resentment]

[The inferior genitals derived from soaking in ghost blood cannot be used to fight ghosts, but can affect living people. Tightening blood vessels can block yang energy. ]

"0.8 points of clairvoyance is not very useful, it's better to keep it for self-defense."

Yang He nodded with satisfaction and stuffed the slightly cool red rope into his arms.

There is a thin layer of window paper separating humans and ghosts in the main world. Although hungry ghosts are imminent at present, living people should not be underestimated either.

"As for the ghost lotus root..."

The ghost lotus root is the strangest. It looks like a baby's arm, but the broken end shows the structure of a lotus root and blood slowly oozes out.

【Half a section of ghost lotus root】

[The Yin objects derived from the ghost's limbs can be refined through the "Child-Mother Dao" and are one of the Yin objects required for the Child-Mother Ghost to be promoted to an evil ghost. ]

[Half a section of ghost lotus root can be exchanged for 2.1 points of spiritual vision]

"Mother and child ghost."

Yang He recalled a ghost book he had read in his previous life, which described a mother and child ghost.

Rumor has it that a pregnant woman who died of miscarriage was still obsessed with having children after she turned into a ghost. She would give birth to a thousand ghosts in the early morning and devour all of them in the evening.

The Qinghu mother and son ghosts in the allusion are slightly different, and for some reason they involve lotus roots.

"exchange."

[Spiritual Vision: 6.6 points]

Yang He currently has no way to deal with evil objects. Keeping the ghost lotus root in his hands will definitely be a disaster. If there are mother and child ghosts in Peibai, it is likely to bring unexpected disasters.

He must be careful, this world is really dangerous.

"Besides, ordinary people can't touch Yin objects for a long time."

Yang He held the red rope for a moment, and his arms felt numb. He thought the ghost lotus root was like a hot potato, and keeping it would be courting death.

“I wonder if there is a way to practice the [Child-Mother Way] in the main world.”

"If there is market demand, with the number of devils in Qinghu, I'm afraid we can make a fortune."

Yang He just thought about it, the hungry ghosts are warriors, and the style of the mother-child path cannot be normal.

"Ahe."

Old Man Yang opened the kitchen door and said helplessly, "Dinner may have to wait a while. I'll go to the next door to get a bucket of well water."

"Dad, what's wrong?" Yang He frowned slightly.

"There must be cats and dogs that died in the well, causing the water to stink. Fortunately, it's running water, so it should be fine in a few days."

Old man Yang picked up the wooden barrel and turned to leave the yard.

Yang He's pupils shrank slightly, and he looked towards the well instinctively. With a spiritual vision of up to 6 points, he could already see every detail of the surroundings.

The wellhead was wet.

It is the mucus unique to hungry ghosts, and it is fresher than the mucus on the top of the eaves.

Like it just came out?
"Hungry, hungry..."

Yang He felt like he was facing a formidable enemy, and a ferocious head poked out of the well.

The hungry ghost's upper and lower jaws were wide open, his head was covered with wounds, his tongue was half broken, and he stared at Yang He greedily.

It looked up at the sky, then bent down and dived back into the well.

[I'm going to a banquet, so I might as well post it in advance. I'll start posting it at 8pm tomorrow night.]

　[Thanks to Tianji Weiba Miao and Dalatili Baie for being the leaders, thanks to Qingluan Huaxiang for being the leader, thanks to book friends 20190501083802996, I am the little match selling boys, Shuba, LELTSKING, and Dada Dadaguai for their rewards. ]

　　
　
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