Fork demon master in the eyes of monsters

Chapter 58
The land was barren, and even the sky was dyed a desert yellow.

A gust of hot wind blew on the cracked earth, and also blew up yellow sand all over the sky, dyeing Chen Chuanwang a color.

Chen Chuanwang shrank his neck subconsciously, but never thought that he seemed to have no neck.

He cried out in surprise, but found that his voice sounded like a child's.

"Wow, wow..."

He didn't notice until now, he didn't notice that he was a dry baby in the arms of a thin woman.

Unable to take into account the surrounding desert, Chen Chuanwang's voice has already disturbed the woman.

The woman opened her cracked lips, she was so angry that she had no strength to speak.

Chen Chuanwang could only vaguely hear that vague murmur, a desperate lament.

goo goo goo...

Suddenly, the feeling of hunger filled Chen Chuanwang's whole body. As a baby, he was already so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back.

When the woman heard the child crying, a light flashed in her numb pupils. She put her black and rotten index finger into her mouth, and with just one bite, she tore off the unfinished blood scab.

Little drops of blood fell into Chen Chuanwang's mouth. The fishy sweetness in his mouth made Chen Chuanwang want to spit it out, but his instinct to survive made him swallow it.

The woman watched the child swallow, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly, but the next second her face became expressionless.

The cracks on the mouth can be broken with just a slight tug.

In this severe drought, in this barrenness, in this turmoil, a drop of blood is extremely precious, and maybe a drop of blood can make a child live longer.

The woman carried the child and continued walking until she was in front of a tree. The tree had lost its bark and leaves, and was killed by the passing victims.

Putting the child aside, the woman picked up a piece of gravel on the ground and began digging along the roots of the tree.

She was very fortunate that the people in front didn't completely bring down the tree, and didn't dig up all the roots.

The woman hadn't eaten for many days, she was exhausted and weak, but her desire to survive supported her to lift and drop the gravel.

Under the severe drought, the land has long lost moisture, and it looks thick, but it is actually a thin layer of dryness.

The sun had changed direction in the sky, and the woman finally dug out a small piece of wet tree roots.

At this moment, she didn't have the strength to break off the root of the tree, she directly discarded the stone in her hand, plunged into the soil, and bit it directly.

At this moment, a woman is like a hungry tiger, even if there is a stone in front of her, she can crush it.

With moist roots, it was chewed hard by the yellow teeth, chewing blood foam.

The woman covered her mouth with her hand, her eyes were wide open, and her face was so ferocious that she swallowed the tree root alive.

Her mouth was full of sawdust and her teeth were red with blood, like a ghost from hell.

rustling...

Hearing the movement, the woman suddenly raised her head, and saw two figures walking out of the world of Jiaojin Liushi.

There are two figures, one is an old man with gray hair, and the other is a slim girl with cardamom.

This is not a place that attracts women's attention. What really makes women feel incredible is that in this long-dry land, the faces of the two people in front of them are full of joy.

The woman didn't care too much, and crawled towards the two of them. She crawled to the girl's feet, her dark face already covered by loess.

She raised her hand, she raised her palm, and whispered in her mouth, the sound seemed silent.

"Does Master Huai have anything to eat?" The girl raised her head and looked at the old man beside her.

The old man with white hair and childlike face lowered his head and pointed at the woman: "Miss, this person's stomach is already filled with grass and rocks. Don't look at her mouth full of blood, it's actually gushing out of her stomach. She can't be saved anymore!"

The girl said: "Even if it is death, being a hungry ghost is better than a starving ghost."

When Chen Chuanwang heard the movement, he turned his head to look at the two of them. He wanted to make a sound, but he was so hungry that it seemed as if his internal organs had been drained dry, and he had no strength to move at all.

Under the girl's repeated pleas, the old man finally softened his heart. He did not know where to take out a roast chicken and a bowl of water, and put them in front of the woman.

"Eat, after eating, you can go with peace of mind."

The woman lay on the ground and kowtowed, and then she looked at the roasted chicken and Qingshui, but instead of eating it immediately, she turned around and came towards Chen Chuanwang.

She picked up the baby, chewed the hard-earned roast chicken into minced meat, and put it into the baby's mouth mouth to mouth.

Fearing that the child would not be able to swallow, she picked up a bowl containing clear water and carefully poured it into the child's mouth.

"Hey~"

"Hey!"

The old man and the girl sighed unceasingly when they saw this scene.

The young girl spoke quite maturely: "Everyone calls a loving mother, but I didn't see half a human being on this journey. I didn't expect it, and I saw it here."

She turned to look at the old man: "Master Huai, have you seen it?"

"There are loving mothers in the world, and wicked women in the world. I have seen many of them. Under this severe drought, I have also witnessed loving mothers doing evil. They stewed their parents and children, and devoured their flesh and bones to avoid being separated from others. , hold on to death."

The old man watched the woman feed all the roasted chicken and water to his child, and his expression was moved: "A loving mother is so...shocking, weeping ghosts and gods!"

After hearing what the two said, Chen Chuanwang thought he was saved at first, but he felt a chill in his heart after hearing it.

Chen Chuanwang looked at the loess-faced woman in horror, only to see that the loving mother bit the chicken bones into pieces and fed them to himself, leaving nothing for himself.

Why?

Why such a loving mother? !
Chen Chuanwang couldn't make any sound, he just felt that his empty stomach was filled to the brim, like a toad's belly was bulging.

The woman fed everything to the child, opened her bloody mouth, and began to sing nursery rhymes: "Little swallow, squeak, whisper to the owner..."

The girl's voice fell into Chen Chuanwang's ears: "Are you alive?"

The old man sighed: "I can't live, I really can't live!"

"You startled the world and wept the ghosts and gods, but the heavens and the earth ignored them, and the ghosts and gods were silent. Such a loving mother, but she couldn't live."

The old man lamented: "The heaven and the earth have no spirit, and the ghosts and gods in the world are just thoughts. The so-called shaking the world and weeping ghosts and gods is nothing but grief that cannot be described, and misery that cannot be written."

The two spoke words that Chen Chuanwang could not understand.

"Son~"

The woman hugged Chen Chuanwang tightly, as if she had regained her spirit.

"Hey~ I want her to live, even if it's not clear, it's not clear."

The young girl came forward, bent down, and took out a handkerchief to wipe the face of the dazed but spirited woman.

"Walk in the water, it's not like walking in a flood, it's like being tortured by a drought, it's like burning."

"Without water and food, you must not be able to survive, but luckily you met me..."

After the words fell, Chen Chuanwang only felt that the wind was not stopping, and the whole world was spinning.

When he opened his eyes again, the world was clear, and somehow the barked tree was reborn.

Soon after, a group of fleeing victims met a woman here.

The woman hugged the child and said, "Just stop here."

Seeing the luxuriant leaves behind the woman, the victims stayed behind.

(End of this chapter)