After over-consumption of 5t5, I became the mother of the nine signs of the cursed fetus

Spring is the season for the growth of fungi. Hardworking people will go to the mountains in twos and threes to pick fungi, wash them, peel them off, and dry them in the sun to add a little color to the three meals of their families.

"Human, if you eat mixed rice with mushrooms, you may become stronger." Fan Ye touched the head of the puffy face, and said to the middle-aged woman at the gate, "Please wait for me for a while."

As the "bride" of the purgatory family, she was invited to the spring fungus picking activity. In the spring morning, the weeds were covered with dew, and the shoes and skirts were wet. The spiders have not crawled off the web, and if they are not paying attention, they will jump headlong. When the grass or the humus layer is lifted, there will be all kinds of insects wriggling around. When opening the mushrooms, they will be frightened by dense insect eggs. One jump... What a meaningful fungus picking activity.

Fan Ye put on a gloomy face and changed into clothes that would make it easier for her to enter the forest. She definitely didn't want to go, but because of her personality, after all, she was a "widow who desperately wanted to be accepted by the housewives around her."

"Chijuro?"

"Do you want to go out?" Senshouro said, "You must come back before dark. The mountain at night...is very dangerous. Someone disappeared on the mountain a few years ago."

My father went to the mountain himself but did not find the ghost.

Although many years have passed, the ghost is no longer on the mountain.

Mrs. Ye is just an ordinary person, and Senjuro doesn't want to tell her about ghosts.

"Well, I see."

Lu Ye, carrying a bamboo basket, followed her.

"Ah, you want to take the child with you? This is not suitable, the mountain road is not easy to walk, and the child will fall down." The woman said.

"Ah Xiang, can you stay obediently?"

Mother didn't want her to follow.

Zhang Xiang immediately understood that his mother had a special plan that did not require him to participate, so Zhang Xiang could only watch his mother drift away worriedly.

A hand belonging to a young man pressed the top of Zhang Xiang's head and rubbed it, "Ah Xiang is really attached to my mother, how about learning swordsmanship with Brother Qianshoulang today?"

In the open space of the Purgatory House, Qianshoulang panted while holding the bamboo knife, half kneeling, holding the handle of the knife with both hands, "It's really amazing, Xiang."

The battle was just a few breaths at the beginning. At the beginning, Senjuro said, "Hit me as hard as you can, don't worry, you won't hurt me", but in the end he had to use all his strength to catch every move of the child, The speed was so fast that he was exhausted.

The moves that are not muddy at all, the sharp and crisp movements, and the anticipation of the opponent's next move, Senjuro is like when he was fighting with his brother, he was floating in the storm of the sea in a small boat. This child's swordsmanship is far superior to him.

Four years old, no, not yet four years old.

how can that be possible.

Qianshou Lang forced a smile, and praised Baoxiang, but Baoxiang saw that his words were insincere.

"Are you still fighting?"

I really don't know what my mother saw in this family.

Senshouro sat alone for a long time before he slowly stood up, went back to the house alone, and didn't deal with the bruises on his body, his father and brother didn't know where to go, and he was the only one at home.

It's good that no one sees such a bad side of him... Senshouro hugged his knees and burst into tears.

"I'm really useless."

And be jealous of geniuses.

After being knocked down by Ah Xiang, he couldn't help being jealous of that child. At such a young age, neither he nor his elder brother could hold a knife steadily at the age of four, but Ah Xiang——

Even as a brother...

Jealousy gnawed at his heart, even his elder brother's talent was not as good as Ah Xiang's.

Becoming Yanzhu's elder brother at a young age, and himself without any talent for swordsmanship... "Why me, why was I born in the purgatory family, if it wasn't me..." Such thoughts emerged in his mind.

If it was someone else, Nisan would have a better brother, and his father would not look at him that way.

Although his father has always claimed that swordsmen are rubbish and breathing techniques are rubbish, he understands that his father has always been proud of his brother, and he...

"Damn, damn!"

Purgatory Senjurou beat himself angrily, and Rashomon in the opposite room felt strong negative emotions, rolled out of the room, and went into Senjurou's room to greedily absorb the resentment.

"Gujiji~ Give me more~ Gujiji!!!"

At last he could speak, but no one could hear him.

Qian Shoulang shut himself up for a long time, until the light in the room dimmed, he realized that the sun was about to set, and Mrs. Ye hadn't come back yet.

Senshouro pulled himself together, he was a good boy after all.

On the way, he met women who came back from picking the fungus one after another, and asked if they had seen Mrs. Ye.

"Oh, is it the young lady of your family? I didn't see it."

I asked a few people and they said they didn't see it.

Maybe it's been back, maybe went to the store.

Qianshoulang slowed down until he saw the woman who left with Mrs. Ye. The woman's expression flickered, and Qianshoulang was even more flustered when he saw Qianshoulang.

Qianshou Lang saw that she had a problem at a glance, and forced to ask: "Where is Aye!"

"I, I don't know anything! We walked together at first, but then we separated! There are so many people in the forest, and it's impossible for me to be with her all the time, just..."

"Just what?"

"I think I heard her screaming."

Chijuro's expression changed.

Go back and find your eldest brother and father, no, they don't know where they went, he is no match for ghosts.

A person who can't even change the color of the sun wheel knife, worthless waste, not even the lowest level of swordsman.

No, maybe just a sprained foot.

The little owl's heavy steps suddenly quickened, and he ran quickly up the mountain, faster and faster...

·

An hour ago

On the mountain

After parting from that noisy and rude woman, Fan Ye walked into the depths of the forest with a basket on her shoulders.

Purgatory's house is indeed a safe place, counting from the time she met Tanjiro, it won't take long before Wu Mi can't take care of herself, all she has to deal with is her brain.

Even if the strength is not enough, you can enter Rashomon and survive in the endless hell.

It's okay to pay homage to Aizen's bandage temptation.

But, why did she want to drag out an ignoble existence!hateful!

Why does she have to be hunted down by Brainblown as a prey all the time and be threatened by "monster warning" at any time!

She doesn't want to die now, and she doesn't want to live in hiding, so she can only fight——

There are ghosts here, right?

There was no one around, so Wang Ye took out a knife and cut his arm.

Blood dripped down.

She prepared this plan early in the morning. The first plan was to use used sanitary napkins... But that was a bit too shameful, and she couldn't do it.

Had to hurt myself.

The moment the flesh was cut open, she was so painful that she burst into tears instantly, and she threw the magic tool to isolate the pain into the Rashomon. She was not sure if there was a warlock following it.

The instant pain made her eyes go black, and tears flowed down her face.

She regrets it!

I didn't expect it to be so painful!

Damn, the dimensions are different, so the pain should be adjusted to the lowest level!

As the blood continued to flow out, the atmosphere of the forest suddenly changed. She deliberately stood in a place where the sun was shining. The light in the opposite forest was very dim, and even at noon the sun was blocked a lot.

Wang Ye squinted his eyes and stared at the forest. As expected, there was an abnormally rapid running sound in the lush weeds, but it stopped abruptly at the junction where the light and dark were separated. The means of hunting are not comparable to real beasts.

Fan Ye still had time to criticize, she glanced at the sun, and estimated that there was still an hour before the sun set.

As long as she stays here, nothing will happen.

As the saying goes, if you don't work, you won't die.

Naturally, she would not leave immediately, but asked loudly towards the place where the grass sounded, "Is anyone there?"

The wound was still bleeding on its own, and Fan Ye cheered up and continued to ask repeatedly, "I heard footsteps, is anyone there?"

After shouting several times in a row, the grass was pulled away, revealing the face of a man in his 20s.

He looks a bit like Master Maitreya.

A single woman and a sneaky man are still in the dangerous forest, Wang Ye suddenly became 'nervous', "Who are you! Why are you hiding there!"

The man stared at Wang Ye, with a smile on his pale face, "I smell... I saw you bleeding, and I want to ask if you need help. Don't be afraid, I won't go there."

The man sat under the shade of a tree as if to prove that he was harmless, and said while spreading his hands.

But his eyes always flicked to the bleeding arm of Zhu Ye.

A mere miscellaneous ghost, he can act quite well.

And the appearance is no different from that of a human being, and it can still maintain a human appearance after being infected by Wu Mi.

Seeing that the man was motionless, the beautiful widow was a little relieved. After all, she was alone in the forest, and if she ran into a bad guy, the consequences would be disastrous.

"Why are you alone in the forest?" The man's voice was also very confusing, gentle and nice.

"I was a neighbor picking mushrooms together, and I got lost accidentally."

Pick mushrooms, get lost...

It's not that far from the main road, and it's a fool to get lost... good woman.

There will also be takeout.

Although the man is a ghost, he is very picky eater and not very courageous. Since he became a ghost, he has been living in the mountains and has never gone to a human city at night, and he knows that there are swordsmen from the Ghost Killing Squad in the town below.

Counting the time, he hasn't eaten people for several years...

This woman looks delicious.

To trick her over.

Delusion Ye: To use him to contact Wu Mi.

The man claimed to be Tentoyo Ichiro, and he was a charcoal burner in the mountains... I have to say that this character set really surprised Wang Ye.

"Ah, there's been too much rain this year, and it's not easy to burn charcoal. Hey, maybe you bought the charcoal from me too."

Does this ghost lie without considering logic?

How can a housewife not know her own supplier?

"Really, I just moved here not long ago, and I haven't bought charcoal yet."

"Oh, that's right, then why don't you go to my house to have a look? My house is not far from here, and it's all good charcoal."

He put on a look that he really wanted to sell charcoal fire.

"Is that so? I do need to buy charcoal. What I use now is left over from the previous owner of the house, but I am not at ease. Don't get me wrong. I just pay too much attention to safety."

"That's what it should be. I was the one to be abrupt. Why don't I take you back to the main road? Aren't you lost? The way down the mountain is here. Can you come here?"

"Thank you very much." Fan Ye stood up, blood stained his sleeves, making the ghost call it a waste.

A normal good person would not stand still when seeing a person who has lost too much blood, but first consider how to stop the bleeding.

She was still wearing light-colored clothes, and anyone who wasn't blind could see such a large bloodstain.

How could a ghost be so stupid!

"I haven't said my name yet, my name is Fanye."

False leaves——

False leaves——

Tentoyo Ichiro's eyeballs popped in an instant. The name seemed to be a key search term. As soon as it appeared, it touched Oni's internal network, and it was retrieved by Oni Wutsuji.

Wu Mi, who was far away in Kyoto, finally found that woman!