There is a trick

Chapter 46: The Demonic Root
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"Dad... wuwuwu... I'm scared, Dad, come and save me..."

In the woodshed, the children cried sadly intermittently.

Suddenly, he heard a burst of frantic footsteps outside.

He quickly climbed up from the pile of firewood, and carefully approached the wooden door that already had many cracks, and looked out through the cracks in the wooden door -

It was pitch black outside, without any light at all, and the child couldn't see anything.

The little bit of hope that had just risen in the child's heart instantly turned into even heavier despair.

He pressed himself against the wooden door and began to cry again: "I want to go home, Dad, please save me and take me home, wuu ...

At this moment, he suddenly noticed that the indissoluble darkness behind the wooden door suddenly began to move - the indissoluble deep black was actually a woman's messy hair!

As her black hair danced, her terrifying pale face also came into the children's eyes!
She stretched out her bony arms and chopped a huge hole in the wooden door of the woodshed with one stroke!
Sawdust and wood chips fell on the child's head and face. The child froze in place, but forgot to cry or hide!

Fear rose from his heart like a tide, about to drown him completely!

At this moment, a hand wrapped with black iron wire suddenly stretched out from behind the long-haired woman's head.

The big hand covered the woman's horrible face and pushed her whole body backwards!

A tall and thin man in tattered shorts appeared in the hole in the wooden door. He looked at the child through the shaky wooden door with a pale face.

“Don’t look, kid.

It will be over in a moment." The man grinned.

His figure appeared in the hole behind the wooden door for a while, and then disappeared without a trace.

The sky outside the cave was pitch black, and the fear that was about to drown the child slowly faded away. He curled up in the corner of the woodshed and listened to the dull noise outside the woodshed for a while, and finally accompanied by a woman's sharp scream, everything came to an abrupt end.

……

Zhou Chang knelt on Li Xiamei's chest. He held Li Xiamei's chin with both hands, just like before.

Strands of iron threads flowed out from his fingertips, pierced through Li Xiamei's skin, and sewed around her eyes, ears, and nostrils in circles.

Until finally, after it let out a high-pitched howl, its mouth was sewn shut.

not far away.

The headless body of Li Xiamei had all the food aura burned off, but the head that was taken away by the mastiff Doji could not be found.

The headless body, which was burned black by the raging fire, and the head held in the mouth of the mastiff Doji, turned into green smoke and dissipated between heaven and earth.

Li Xiamei, whose eyes, ears, mouth and nose were sewn up by Zhou Chang, also turned into a puff of blue-gray smoke. The smoke drifted around Zhou Chang. Zhou Chang smelled the remaining thoughts in the smoke and saw some old and profound memories:
In front of the dim oil lamp.

The man with broad shoulders, broad back and square face was holding a clay pot. He used a spoon to scoop a spoonful of oily soup from the pot. A piece of human little finger was lying in the soup.

With a cold face, the man fed the spoonful of broth to the woman lying on the bamboo bed.

The woman's long hair fell softly behind her. She looked at the man's face with infinite tenderness in her eyes, as if she was completely unaware.

She carefully asked the man who was about to get up, "You don't have much money at home, right? Is it enough to buy the medicine for the 'Guizimu Prescription'?"

If I follow the prescription and take it for 49 days, but the baby still doesn't wake up...

What should I do then? "

“No.” The man stood up, his expression hard and cold, “You don’t have to worry about the money.

At worst, I can sell the donkey.

You take a rest first, I'll go feed the donkey."

"Okay." The woman with waist-length hair and an oval face hesitated to speak, and finally nodded in agreement.

She watched the man leave the house and closed her eyes to rest for a while. After eating the medicinal meat stewed according to the Guizimu prescription, she always felt a little sleepy.

The woman closed her eyes, half asleep, and seemed to hear the old donkey at home braying, which sounded like it was laughing:
“Uh—ah—hahaha—uh…”

In a trance, she seemed to see her husband throwing something bloody into the old donkey's trough in front of the straw shed.

The old donkey picked up the pieces of meat, chewed them slowly, and then laughed loudly.

When the dream reached this point, the woman was suddenly awakened by fright.

She wiped the cold sweat from her forehead and looked at the oil lamp on the table.

Nearly half of the oil in the lamp has been used up. Why hasn’t the husband who went to feed the donkey come back yet?

The woman felt a little worried.

Fortunately, her husband came back not long after.

He held a larger clay pot and sat down in front of the woman.

That face that never smiles now has a lively smile on it.

He raised his head and looked at the woman, a faint circle of blood surrounding his neck.

The woman looked at her husband's pale face and the large clay pot he brought up. She always felt something was wrong.

But before she could speak, she heard her husband say, "Come, come, the prescription is here... After taking this prescription, you and his child will definitely be resurrected from the dead—"

The lights flickered, reflecting the man's silhouette on the ground.

On the broad-shouldered and broad-backed shadow of the man was a donkey head with long ears.

He reached out his hand and took out the head of the woman's always serious husband from the large clay jar.

"eat."

The demon with a donkey's head held up the human head and spoke to the woman.

……

"what is this?"

Zhou Chang stood up and opened his left palm to Bai Xiu'e/Bai Ma who was approaching.

On the densely interwoven wire mesh in his left hand, a pair of pitch-black lips appeared.

The lips opened and closed, revealing a pair of sharp teeth covered with saliva.

Zhou Chang tried to retract his thoughts and get rid of the terrifying lips and teeth that appeared on the web of thoughts, but when he retracted his thoughts, the terrifying lips and teeth appeared on the left hand of the thought robe in his imagination.

He can't get rid of this horrible utterance now.

“This is the ‘root phase’ of Li Xiamei becoming a thinking demon.

In the secret realm, those great monks have the means to nurture this kind of "root aspect" and make it their own "guardian god".

If you don't have the ability, don't feed it rashly.

Otherwise, Li Xiamei might be fed back by you." Bai Ma looked at the horrible teeth in Zhou Chang's hand, his face serious, "When it finally dissipated, the remaining emotions must have included hatred for you...

That’s why it’s targeting you.”

"Then there is no possibility of it being revived in my place." Zhou Chang grinned.

Bai Ma was silent for a moment, but couldn't help but said to Zhou Chang: "You turned back just now, did you... feel the 'sign of your own death'?"

　Chapter 2 will be updated later today

　　
　
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