Skull Fruit
The woman's expression immediately changed. "Did you find the answer you were looking for?"
She stood up, raised her head proudly, lowered her eyes, and looked down at them with contempt and coldness.
There was a rustling sound of loose soil coming from the ground beneath their feet. Just as their attention shifted to the ground, they were all attracted by the action of the woman pulling out her hairpin.
After all, the woman pulled out a hairpin that was as long as her forearm, and it was still covered with broken flesh and blood.
This hairpin is really inserted in her head!
The next second, several rotten monster hands broke out of the ground and grabbed their ankles tightly.
The rotten monster hand was very disgusting and had a foul smell. It looked very similar to the monster arm that Yuanli saw in the desert when she was using incense to ask about bones. It was also covered with raised pustules and had extremely sharp and long nails.
If they dared to move, the force of the excavator's hand would increase, and the sharp claws would dig into the skin, and if it pushed harder, it would dig into the flesh.
Since it wasn't life-threatening yet, they tacitly agreed not to act rashly, and they all wanted to see what would happen next.
From the depths of the white flowers and green vines in the corner of the wall, two children, a boy and a girl, suddenly jumped out. They were wearing long-sleeved trousers made of the same material and pattern as the women's robes. The cuffs and legs of their trousers were torn, and their bodies were covered in dirt and mud.
Their eyes had no whites, only black pupils, dull and lifeless. Their pale faces were covered with corpse spots, and their long nails were covered with dirt and grime.
Their feet were three inches off the ground as they floated to the woman's side, one on each side, holding her hands and calling her mother.
This voice was exactly the same as the two children in her "nightmare".
"What you mean by reuniting with the children is to transform them into ghost children?"
"What do you know? I have no other choice! The flesh and blood I carried for ten months, no matter if they are human, ghost or monster, they are all my children. As long as we can be together forever, nothing is wrong."
The woman returned to the house, took out two hoes, and began digging in the grass.
Only then did Yuanli see clearly her feet, which were occasionally exposed due to the large range of movement. Her ankles were also firmly restrained by the two broken hands.
Soon, the woman dug a deep pit.
Throwing away the hoe, the woman began to dig the soil with her hands. The tightly packed old soil kept pushing into the gaps between her fragile fingers, and her thin nails were soon broken beyond recognition.
Fortunately, she had been dead for so long that even if her skin and flesh were broken, she would not bleed, and her bloody mess would not be shocking.
As they dug, some white bones appeared.
Seeing this, the woman's next movements were obviously much gentler and more careful, especially when she dug up the dirt on the chest of the corpse. She used her fingers to wipe away the dirt covering it bit by bit.
The white skeleton is wrapped with intricate roots of green vines with flowers, which perfectly fill the gap of the skeleton without flesh and blood meridians connecting the bones. It is also miraculously accumulated thickly on the chest, so that the gleaming fruits under the chest are not squeezed by the dust.
As soon as her hand touched the roots on her chest, the tender, white and soft roots suddenly became stiff, and even quickly grew dense small thorns, which pierced her fingers and then grew rapidly again until they penetrated her fingertips.
She did not give up and continued to tear at the roots.
Every time a hole is torn, the fruit part that beats like a living heart can be seen, and the roots attached to other parts of the skeleton will quickly move over to fill the gap.
She didn't stop fighting the roots until one of her hands was completely broken.
After climbing out of the pit, the woman went back into the house and carried out a large sack.
After looking at the sack for a few seconds, the woman walked to the bushes of white flowers and green vines, bent down, and accurately picked up a gray-black severed hand.
The woman did something unknown, but the severed hand came alive in her hand, its fingers moving swiftly and fiercely, and its color faded, gradually turning the same green as the severed hand that was clamping their ankles.
Throwing the severed hand onto the sack, it used its sharp claws to dig a hole in the small corner of the bottom of the thick sack.
White flour leaked out of the hole. The severed hand quickly climbed onto the cloth bag and used its palm to block the hole where the flour was leaking.
The woman squatted on the ground, digging up soil to cover the white flour that had spilled onto the ground.
After making sure that the white flour was completely absorbed into the soil and disappeared, the woman stood up.
She picked up the sack with one hand and walked to the front door and stood there.
The moment the severed hand was slightly raised, white flour poured out, leaving a clear trail on the grass as the woman slowly moved forward.
With them as the center, the woman used white flour to draw a huge circle on the grass.
The hole in the palm of the severed hand was blocked with white flour again with sackcloth. The woman then walked to Yuanli and drew dense patterns on the grass with white flour, with her as the center.
It looks like a formation.
Until the last stroke was completed, a magic circle composed of the characters of the Spirit Butterfly Clan lit up, and all the petals of the white flowers fell off.
At the same time, all the doors and windows of the wooden house were blown open by the strong wind blowing out from inside the house.
The window frames of the rooms at the end of the second floor were shaken off. It seemed as if something invisible and transparent rushed out of the room, breaking them and shattering the wooden window frames into pieces.
The strong wind carried the fallen petals, revealing the shape of the wind. They came from all directions, swaying and winding, and finally gathered in the center of the formation drawn by the woman with white flour.
Yuanli's hair and dress were blown messy by the wind, and the dust raised made her unable to open her eyes.
Despite such a strong wind, the white flour on the ground was not affected at all and remained intact.
Countless severed hands crawled in along the courtyard wall, like a dense swarm of spiders covering the ground.
They leaped nimbly over every white surface, arrived in front of the two children's skeletons, and frantically tore at the white flowers and green vines gathered and wrapped around the chests of the skeletons.
With the joint efforts of about a dozen severed hands, the fruit on the skull's chest was picked by the severed hands.
The severed hand holding the fruit, not daring to move, was lifted up by the other severed hands and moved to the woman's feet.
The woman placed two fruits in the hands of the corresponding children. "Here, take them. Remember the countless times we played house?"
"Remember!"
"Remember! Feed the fruit to the new mother, and we can be mother's children again!"
The woman patted their heads and said, "Good boy, just remember. Come, let's play house one last time and feed our new mother some fruit."
The two children nodded in response and clapped their hands.
Taking them to Yuanli, the woman grabbed Yuanli's chin with great force, forcing her to open her mouth due to the pain.
Yuanli pushed the woman away in resistance. The broken hand at her ankle began to tighten as she resisted, and the pain made her stop struggling immediately.
The rotten smell from the two children rushed straight into Yuanli's face, and it was so smelly that she couldn't help but vomit.
Countless severed hands climbed over the wall and crawled into the yard, crawling all over the ground like spiders, crawling towards the center of the formation.
Seeing this, the others could hardly bear it any longer, fearing that something might really happen to Yuanli.
Seeing their thoughts, Yuanli quickly sent a telepathic message to them, "Don't be impatient yet. Let's see what she's going to do. Now that she's here, a god's body isn't that fragile. Wait until I can no longer withstand her."
Without waiting for their answer, the woman pinched her chin again, forcing Yuanli to open her mouth, and then stuffed the fruit she had taken out of the skeleton's chest into Yuanli's mouth.
The fruit was fragile, and the skin showed signs of deformation, as if it would break at any time. The woman's mind was on the fruit, and she squeezed it with much less strength.
The woman gave her two children a look, and they understood. They moved closer to Yuanli and helped their mother open her mouth.
This went much more smoothly. The woman easily fed the two fruits into Yuanli's mouth. She pinched Yuanli's nose tightly the moment the juice entered her mouth. Yuanli felt suffocated by the fruits and swallowed them into her stomach while breathing through her mouth.
The fruit was just the right size, not enough to choke Yuanli to death, but it still made her extremely uncomfortable. She pounded her chest to force the choking fruit to slide into her stomach faster.
Afterwards, the woman even considerately patted Yuanli's back to help her calm down, her eyes full of concern.
Feeling relieved, Yuanli shook her hand off in disgust, "Stop being so hypocritical! I'm choking to death. Isn't that just what you want? What on earth did you give me to eat?"
"Of all the people here, I'm the one who least wants you to die. Oh no, it's the ghost." The woman smiled sinisterly. "The food is naturally good. It's not for nothing. You can also pick up two children for free."
After saying that, severed hands were scattered all over the floor. Some piled up under the stool where Yuanli was sitting, while others held each other's hands tightly, locking them firmly on the stool, still using their sharp nails to poke their flesh to prevent them from moving and escaping.
At first, he clamped their severed hands, but then he relaxed and let go, burrowing back into the soil and disappearing without a trace.
Then, the broken hands dragged Yuanli and the stool off the ground.
"Let me see, which husband should I choose as the father of my child?"
As she walked to Heng Jin's side, the woman's smile widened.
"Although you may not be as handsome as a fox, you are still better in that you love your child's mother the most, and the child's mother loves you the most. Such a harmonious couple is wonderful!"
The woman became more and more excited as she spoke.
Without her words or actions, the other severed hands crawled under Heng Jin's stool and gathered together, lifting him up along with the stool.
The severed hands lifted Heng Jin and Yuan Li and headed towards the main entrance of the wooden house.
Passing by the woman, she raised her hand and touched Yuanli's face, saying joyfully, "You are so lucky to have so many...good husbands. Of course, I am also lucky."
Heng Jin and Yuan Li were carried into the first floor of the wooden house. Two ghost boys cleared away the white flowers and green vines on the far right side of the first floor, revealing the obscured door.
The woman opened the door and a familiar smell of old, gray mold hit her nose.
This room is almost identical to the fertility-preserving room that Cai Dai gave to Yuanli and Jiuwei, which had excellent feng shui.
The Broken Hands immediately carried them both into the room.
While the woman was lighting the candle, she took out a stick of incense as thick as her arm from the cabinet and lit it.
In an instant, a strong fragrance filled the entire room.
After hearing it, Yuanli and Hengjin felt dry mouth and weak body, and a warm impulse surged in their hearts.
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