Missy is also looking for death in the magic world today

High-end hunters often appear as prey.

learnt.

This was the first thing Kiritani Mio realized after regaining consciousness.

She was wary of all the villagers except one poor child.Xiaojie.

But? Anything that can be solved with money is not a problem, so his motivation must be a problem that money cannot solve.

what is it then?Surrounded by a group of villagers, she didn't see Xiaojie's figure.

The bitter taste in the crude snack comes from drugs such as anesthesia, otherwise she wouldn't be lying on the cold stone altar with weakness in her hands and feet to be slaughtered.

The women in the village took off her clothes with an almost devout look, washed her body, wiped and massaged her with a special-smelling granular powder, and finally put on a linen dress.

She remembered the process of her junior brother making salt-baked chicken? The process was the same.

The villagers who came were almost all women, holding white candles in their hands, lighting the candles like will-o'-the-wisps, humming and singing disturbing tunes.If I had known that I would hear such a disgusting tune?, it would be better to ask Gojo Satoru to sing two more songs just now, after all, he sings very well.

Surrounded by blood-stained stones, the blood stains are of different shades, and it is not something of the same period at first glance.

She has accelerated the circulation of the spiritual power in her body, and expels the medicine in the blood as much as possible.

"Can I ask why? What?"

The weak voice was as thin as a mosquito, but it sounded like thunder to the ears of the villagers who were concentrating on the ceremony.

"You... how can you still talk?"

The hostess of the ceremony was the landlady's wife. It seemed that she was unable to deliver breakfast because she was busy preparing to cook for her.

Hehe, the dishes are actually my own.

The landlady walked up to her anxiously, pushed her limbs, found that the fish on her chopping board still couldn't resist, and calmed down the short-term panic.

"Mom, is this okay?"

Sonoko, who was wearing the same white sacrificial gown as the landlady, tugged at her sleeves. The concern was not out of humanitarian concerns, but simply because she was afraid that the quality of the food presented in the end would be poor.

"Maybe it's better this way."

Keep the sacrifice awake, a living sacrifice.

"Mrs. Wujo, you are a happy and lucky woman."

The landlady lowered her eyes, her hands that often do rough work enviously caressed Mio Kiritani's delicate skin,

"The women in this village are very pitiful. They are obviously doing hard work and doing housework, but it is difficult for them to have children for their husbands."

The landlady and her daughter Yuanzi looked ashamed, and across the rough linen clothes on her body, they circled with their fingertips enviously on the top of her lower abdomen,

"My mother is like this, and so is my daughter. All of this is because of the curse of the gods."

It was the landlady's last tenderness to let the sacrificial sacrifice die. She didn't need Mio Kiritani to ask, she just talked about it by herself.

"The ancestors in the village killed Ji Jun who was pregnant. The Heizang Shrine built to appease Ji Jun's anger has to be sacrificed every ten years. Otherwise, the women in the village will not be able to conceive a child for a period of time. ? The child’s will also be miscarried.”

No wonder, the women all looked so calm after the tire slipped. They thought it was an instruction from the gods.Presumably the ghost babies in the cave that night also came from these "women's stomachs".

"Isn't this very contradictory? Counting on? The enemy will protect you?"

There is a problem with this logic from the root, and she is very curious about how they are self-consistent.

"God is also a poor woman, she understands our feelings."

"She ran away from marriage in order to pursue her own happiness and was killed by you. You were enslaved by your husband to give birth. How could she understand what you think?"

"No, you don't understand."

Sonoko looked at her resentfully? She couldn't tell whether she was more jealous? Or more envious?

"In order to vacation with you in this remote mountain village, your husband spent a lot of money to have my mother renovate the house. All the daily necessities were re-purchased according to your preferences, and even some household appliances were selected from your usual brands in advance. By mail? Here... how can someone like you who is loved by your husband understand our feelings!"

This... can't? Rebuttal.

His intentions from other people's mouths are far more vivid than what she saw with her own eyes. She can imagine how he used that three-year-old character to direct the landlady around the screen.

Thankfully the medicine made her pale and unable to reflect her desire to blush.It turned out that without her knowing, he had done so much for her silently.

It was as if I had re-eaten the apple candy that burst into flames that night in my heart.Sweet and shy.

If she couldn't move, she must have covered her face.

Gojo Satoru probably wouldn't have imagined that his careful scheming would solve the case at this moment...

"Ahem, why every ten years?"

Out of the corner of her eye, she has already caught sight of the cleric who put on the bracelet showing a circular knife with a cold light? Let's continue to debate this issue with them. Envy and jealousy will make these? The woman sent her on the road directly .

"That's right, this is God's will. Every ten years, there will be a lucky wife like you who draws Teji lottery in the Heizang Shrine. We will dedicate the container that combines you and your husband to the gods. "

The one who came out to explain this time was the witch lady who helped them draw lots at that time, and her eyes showed sincere gratitude.

The container... is quite euphemistic.

"That's really embarrassing. My husband and I are in pure love and have no married life."

"what?"

Miss Miko was a little surprised? At a loss.

The landlady was very calm, with a smile on Yuanyuan's face, she was not affected at all, as if she was silently mocking her, only a ghost would believe it.

The singing continued, and the priest holding the knife respectfully put the knife on the landlady's hands, and at the same time someone took a handkerchief to stop her mouth.The landlady took the knife and stared at her stomach, gesturing where the knife should be cut. According to them, she probably wanted to dig out her uterus and let her die of pain to complete the sacrifice.

She has already recovered part of her bodily functions, she has been motionless and just pretended to be dead, staring at the shining tip of the knife in the landlady's hand, she couldn't tell whether she was waiting for the best moment to fight back or something else.

The strange tone in the mouth of the women? It is getting louder and louder, and the landlady seems to be infected by this rhythm, her eyes are getting crazy, and her hands are shaking.It can be seen that this is the first time she has done such a thing, and she is still breaking free from the shackles of killing the same kind of ethics.

Right now, she curled her fingers slightly.

"It's really exciting, there are a lot of soul materials~ Xiaojie is awesome~"

How could it be him? !

Kiritani Mio opened her eyes wide.

The landlady's movements froze. She held up the knife in astonishment. Her rapidly distorted facial features were severely out of balance, and they were frozen on her face like a monster.Yuanzi beside her was covering her mouth in disbelief. She took a few steps back and tried to escape from the terrifying mother, but in the end, she couldn't escape the same fate as her.

Almost instantly, all the women present threw away the white candles in their hands one after another, before they even had time to shout, they all turned into curse spirits that looked like tourists in the cave that night.

"Is Ms. Kiritani waiting for Gojo Satoru? He can't come for the time being~"

The few burning candles on the ground made the cave even darker. The real person who came out of the darkness hugged? Xiaojie's shoulder affectionately. Behind them was a woman walking stiffly——Xiaojie's mother.

"Look, this is the power of the curse."

Like a clerk enthusiastically introducing products, the real person showed Xiaojie the unrecognizable magic spirit, but just now, they were a group of real people.

"I want this power."

My mother was a beauty before she got sick, so she must not like the way she drools.

Xiaojie took his mother's hand, and the dim candlelight reflected his gloomy eyes.

These? Women are bullying and mocking? The mother who escaped marriage all the time.They spread rumors every day, weaving unfounded charges and disgusting stories.Embarrassing her, ridiculing her, refusing to sell her things, preventing her from farming well, making her have to choose to exchange her body for food with the men in the village...

A bunch of unworthy trash.

"Enlightenment is great, I can transform you into what you want! Hey, Miss Kiritani, do you have anything to say?"

Masato walked briskly to the side of the altar, and took the handkerchief stuffed in Kiritani Mio's mouth.

"Xiaojie, is this your choice?"

Kiritani Mio didn't criticize, just looked at him calmly.

Xiaojie was shaken in this natural tone as if asking him "Do you want fried eggs for breakfast", his mother squeezed his hand and gave him the first response since he was seriously ill, a sudden surprise Let him nod firmly,

"Sister, I don't regret it."

"I understand."

After turning her gaze away, she didn't show any disappointment, gently pushed aside the knife hanging above her abdomen, sat up slowly, looked straight into the real person's eyes, and smiled.

"kill you."

She chooses for the child.Even if he has hatred, the hatred will be carried by her.

"Miss Kiritani's expression is really nice, but I can't do it~"

Comparing hands with each other? The real person in the shape of a photo frame showed a regretful expression,

"Miss Kiritani also has spell power now? Oh~"

Oops, careless.

After all, the effect of the medicine slowed down her seal gesture, and the blood-smeared stones around the altar suddenly released a strong suppressive force. These? Stones are not decorations for villagers' sacrifices, but curse objects!

Unable to move, Kiritani Mio was put back on the altar by the real person. He took the sword from the landlady who had become a curse spirit, and said to her with a smile,

"Yeah, just stay angry~"

A cold light flashed in her eyes, and the sharp blade cut her wrist.The real person suppressed the extreme longing in his eyes, pulled her wrist up, and let her blood keep falling to the ground.

At the moment when the smell of blood filled the air, the curse spirits who were originally still became irritable. They rushed towards the altar quickly, scrambling to lick the blood dripping from the ground.

The skyrocketing spell power? Scrambling around in their bodies, changing their shapes, the spell spirit that got the blood first rose to the special level in a blink of an eye.

"It's such a beautiful scene!"

Zhenzhen praised the hellish scene in front of him with an exaggerated aria, and finally he himself couldn't bear the temptation of blood, and moved closer to her wrist.

"It's almost time to go. Gojo Satoru won't be in such a good mood to let you go after going through the 'Boundless Space' again."

His head was gently blocked by someone. The man who spoke had a low and hoarse voice. He pulled down her wrist and twitched his nose slightly. After sniffing, he smiled mockingly,

"I didn't expect Gojo Satoru to be so useless. He hasn't broken himself after sleeping for several nights."

He bent down and carefully looked at Mio Kiritani's face, the corners of his mouth raised a nice arc, and the long and narrow fox eyes had meaningful probing eyes,

"Oh, I suddenly want to try it myself."

The author has something to say: Kiritani Mio: Ha, pretending to overturn the car.

Gojo Satoru (entangled fingers with Leohu): Wife, wait, you still have me! ! !

Leu Hu (entangled with Gojo Satoru's ten fingers): Oh, I can't catch love.