Fork demon master in the eyes of monsters

Chapter 59

A small number of people gather together, and a village is built with the tree as the center.

During the drought years, everywhere was barren.

Resentment is rampant, and starvation is everywhere.

Under the irreversible natural disaster, morality and etiquette have long been left behind.

And in such a chaotic world, the village has been lined with trees for more than ten years, with flowing water and streams. Even if there are horrible and ferocious horse bandits coming, they will dismount with peace of mind, blend into the village with a smile, and become a simple farmer.

Looking at the changes in the village over the past ten years, Chen Chuanwang seems to have forgotten everything, and regards himself as a half-grown child, the king of children in the village.

boom--!
It was sunny just now, but suddenly there was a gust of wind. The woman with the bamboo basket on her back returned home and cooked a pot of oily mushroom stew for Chen Chuanwang.

Chen Chuanwang sat in front of his thatched hut with a hot bowl in his hand, listening to the rain dripping from the eaves.

This soup is so delicious!
After he took a few sips, he heard the sound of a horse's hoof stamping on the ground.

Curiously, he put down the bowl and poked his head out of the yard.

I saw a group of soldiers and horses in black jade light armor and Asura masks galloping forward.

Chen Chuanwang heard a sentence: "My lord, you see that tree grows really well, it's really big, the houses in this village look like houses, fertile fields and flowing water..."

The lieutenant, who immediately cut his sword, sensed something was wrong.

After many years of severe drought, the world has already collapsed, how could there be fertile land?How can there be running water? !
He snorted coldly, his eyes burning.

There are no houses like villages here, and there are fertile fields and flowing water.

It's just mass graves and bone marshes.

The captain was surprised, holding a long knife in his hand: "Draw out the knife!"

From then on, everyone understood the abnormality, and pulled out the long knife slung across the horse's back.

The captain shouted: "Tell me what you saw?"

One person pointed to the middle of the village: "The big green-leaved tree hugged by the two of you."

The captain looked, and there was a big tree with green leaves, but it was a dead wood whose leaves had been stripped off by the victims, the bark had been stripped, and the roots had been cut off.

Another person said: "One hundred acres of fertile land, lush and green."

In the boundless wasteland, not a single blade of grass grows.

"The gurgling water."

Flesh quagmire!
"Hundreds of villagers."

Mass graves!

"Children with red faces."

children?

The captain was stunned for a moment, followed the direction of the finger, but didn't see anything.

"What does that child look like?"

"Looks smart, young and mature."

While speaking, the school captain rode away and came to the direction of the finger, under the dead tree in the middle of the village.

At the same time, Chen Chuanwang also saw the vicious Shura, who was haunted by a ghost, stop in front of the house.

"Cut trees, dig graves!"

Hearing Shura's low growl, the ghosts and monsters behind him headed towards his house one by one.

In just a few moments, the uncles, aunts, grandparents, and neighbors in the village were killed one by one.

bass!
The two passed Chen Chuanwang, walked into the yard, raised their snow-white sharp knives, and chopped off the tree that saved their lives.

With a bang, the rain became heavier.

The beatings made Chen Chuanwang's whole body wet, and his hair and body were stained with muddy water.

"The child is still there!"

The two people who felled the tree walked behind Chen Chuanwang and shouted to Colonel Ma.

"Still?"

"Still!"

"It really is full of monsters, come, cut off his head."

The snow-white blade slashed across Chen Chuanwang's neck, but it didn't bring out any trace of blood.

Chen Chuanwang was so frightened that he sat on the ground paralyzed, leaning against the narrow door frame, curled up, trembling.

"Still."

"Still there?!" The captain tapped his fingers on the knife, wondering what he was thinking.

And at this moment, a woman with dry skin and a thin body came out of the room.

The two people behind Chen Chuanwang rushed out of the door and shouted to Colonel Ma: "My lord, there is someone, a woman."

"Don't shout, I've seen it."

The captain breathed heavily.

He could see the truth with his eyes, but unlike the woman he saw under his men, he saw a figure with a swollen belly in his eyes, vaguely, and through the long flowing hair, it could be vaguely seen that it was a woman.

The school lieutenant clenched the long knife in his hand, and immediately rode his horse down to chop, only to see the mummy walk to the door frame, leaning over, as if picking up something.

women, children...

The captain whispered: "Is she holding a child?"

"Yes, my lord."

"Little swallow, squeak, whisper to the owner..." The woman gently scratched Chen Chuanwang's lips with her withered and rotten fingers, humming the bedtime nursery rhyme.

At this moment, the people around the dead tree made a discovery.

"My lord, the bellies of the corpses in the grave are covered with mushrooms."

Saying that, one of them held up a colorful mushroom in front of the captain.

"My lord, the trunk is full of mushrooms."

"My lord, there are mushrooms here too!"

"grown ups……"

The captain looked at the mushroom in front of him, and the world in his eyes had already changed. He saw a woman with flesh and blood, and saw the villagers whose graves had been dug up, except that there were no children.

Even if he doesn't know much about the village, the captain understands at this moment that mushrooms are the key.

At this time, the person at the back shouted: "My lord, there is a disaster victim outside the village."

The captain suddenly turned his head to look.

I saw a ragged, pale-faced disaster victim walking into the village.

In the blink of an eye, the victim turned into a mummy.

The mummy was indifferent to these people, and went straight into an empty thatched hut, and then the captain heard it.

"My lord, there is an extra grave, there is an extra mushroom..."

"My lord, there is one more villager, one more mu of fertile land..."

........................

Chen Chuanwang was woken up by the alarm clock, and his memory instantly covered the illusory dream.

"Colorful clouds..."

Chen Chuanwang raised his finger and touched his lips.

In the dream, the school captain tore up the grave and burned the village, but failed to make the village disappear, until one person saw a bone protruding from under a dead tree.

After digging for a long time, it turned out to be a withered mummy with a round belly.

When the man touched it, the rotten belly shattered, and pieces of wood and stones flowed out of it.

In the arms of the mummy, they also found a huge mushroom covered in loess.

The snow-white blade cut off the root of the mushroom, and the village like a peach blossom garden was shattered like a mirror.

The woman's mummified corpse collapsed, and the downpour of rain was accompanied by the sound of whimpering.

"Shocking, weeping ghosts and gods!"

At the end before Chen Chuanwang woke up, he seemed to hear the girl's voice again.

"Life is not clear, not clear."

"It's much better than living insanely under this natural disaster and dying collapsed."

"After the clear wind and bright moon, you can see the colorful clouds shining on the world..."

(End of this chapter)