Brother, please pray to heaven and earth with the witch

Chapter 1 The fairy, the fairy, the east and the west

"Look, take a look, the freshly baked meat buns—" I squatted in the corner, and the owner of the bun shop next to me was hawking again, and a new day began again.

I took out a bun from my cloth pocket and stuffed it into my arms to warm it up.

In the distance, a Mr. Pian Pian came leisurely, with fluttering white clothes and a heroic figure. He seemed to be looking for the smell of meat and approached: "What kind of meat are you made of?"

"Hey, my son, did you come looking for the smell of this meat? This is the stuffed meat made of the newly hunted cashmere boar yesterday. The meat of the wild cashmere boar is fresh, tender, chewy, and thin. Fat boiled oil, among the few towns around here, the meat buns made by the small family are the most famous, you can find out if you inquire about it."

"Oh, is that so? I've packed all these meat buns."

"Okay, young master, you are so cheerful, eat well, don't forget to come back tomorrow! If the young master wants to eat something stuffed, tell the little one, and the little one will make some special preparations for the young master." He picked up the man. The silver handed over by the young master smiled flatteringly, looked at the gap, and gave me a wink. I understood what he meant, touched the cold meat bun in my arms, curled my lips, stood up, and shook my clothes Dust on and ready to go.

I have to admit that his meat buns are really delicious, but this store is really not a real person. Every time a customer buys a lot of buns, he will wink at me and let me, a little beggar, rush up and knock down others A few buns, and then let me pick them up, and secretly ran to the back door of his shop, wiped the buns clean, and then sold them as new ones. If you are lucky, if you meet a big local tyrant, naturally you won’t buy them for a few Baozi made things difficult for me, a dirty little beggar with little clothes, opened his eyes and opened his mouth, spit out a mouthful of swearing "bad luck" and left. But he often walks by the river without wet shoes. When he was unlucky, he was caught and beaten. After the beating was exhausted, the storekeeper came up to persuade him, and finally he opened his eyes and opened his mouth. , spit out a mouthful of phlegm and cursed "bad luck" and left, and then the store gave me a meat bun that fell to the ground to comfort me.

In short, no matter what, I will get a meat bun, but if I don’t hit people, I won’t have my meat bun, so in order to survive, I have to stand up, shake the dust off my clothes, and step back slightly with my right foot Half a step, ready to sprint.

However, when I was about to take a step, I instinctively sensed the danger, and immediately turned around and hid in an alley a hundred meters away.

The owner of the steamed stuffed bun shop hadn’t calmed down yet. He didn’t understand why my long-term partner, I, suddenly turned around and ran away. A black shadow flashed in front of my eyes, and then my neck was grabbed by a big furry hand. Turning his head to take a closer look, there is still the Mr. Pianpian in white clothes in front of him, there are a few pieces of broken white cloth on the ground, and the fat black man in front of him is obviously a monster in human form!
"Monster!" The people on the street ran away after hearing the news. I wanted to run away quickly, but when I ran into the alley, the meat bun in my arms fell out. Yesterday I was unlucky and got such a bun , It has been two days since I have eaten, and my eyes are black and my hands and feet are weak from hunger. Seeing a group of chubby meat buns thrown on the ground by the monster, I really can't move.

"This, this great immortal, please let the little one go! Whatever you want, as long as the little one can do it for you!"

"Really?" The monster's voice changed from gentle and jade-like to viscous and filthy, like pickles soaked in swill for a long time, making people sick to the stomach.Thanks to the store owner who has dealt with the cashmere boar for a long time, he was able to bear it head-on and kept smiling.

"Yes, yes, Daxian, you believe me, I will go through fire and water for you..." "Congratulations, you are right, this is exactly what I want."

"Varied……"

"You evil businessman, you slaughter my descendants every day and chop them into meat paste. Now I will also chop you into meat paste and make minced meat to comfort the dead!"

It turned out that this monster turned out to be the Rongshan pig spirit who came to avenge his descendants. I was so scared that I couldn't help touching my stomach. Maybe the flesh and blood of his descendants are still in my stomach.

"Ah——" I was still worried, when there was a scream from over there, I hurriedly looked up, the scream stopped abruptly before my eyes were fixed, and when I looked closely, the head of the bun shop owner The whole one was bitten off by the cashmere goat spirit with its sharp teeth full of stains, and swallowed into its stomach.

The blood gushed out from the neck of the owner of the bun shop, spraying the cashmere boar all over his body, but he was so happy that he tore the body of the owner of the bun shop into pieces with both hands and threw it into the sky, then opened his mouth to swallow, and then Wipe the blood on his face and lick it in front of his mouth.

This is... a monster!They kill without batting an eyelid, clamoring to avenge and eradicate evil for their descendants, and under the banner of justice, but their nature is bloodthirsty and violent, swearing the cruelty in the blood, taking pleasure in killing, and taking pleasure in sadism.

Watching the owner of the steamed stuffed bun shop who took me in and gave me food for the past few days was quickly and brutally killed by the monster as easily as tearing apart a steamed bun, I still couldn’t believe it. He yelled at me five times and gave me a meat bun. The boss caught me who stole his bun before the [-]th and beat me severely. The boss treats me like that monster is to him, so, that one What do monsters look like to me?

Is it because humans are dismissive of ants?
Or is the goshawk to the caterpillar, the joy of the teeth?
It seemed my fear had attracted the monster, and even though it was still addicted to the blood on its hands, at that moment, I definitely felt its cold gaze, no, it was hot.

Feeling the crisis, my whole body froze, and then quickly turned around and ran, not caring about the bun that fell to the ground, but it seemed that running at this time would be useless.

"Little girl, what are you running for? You are skinny and tender. If you fall down and scratch your skin, it won't taste good, hehehe." The monster appeared in front of me in an instant, blocked my way.

It grabbed my hair, lifted me up, and licked my face with its disgusting and foul-smelling tongue.

I gritted my teeth, closed my eyes, and waited for death to come.

Not not afraid, but powerless to resist.

Not willingly, but what am I going to do, what else can I do?I am a lonely orphan girl, and the owner of the steamed stuffed bun shop is gone, so what will I do to survive in the future? In this world where demons are rampant, even ordinary people have to work hard to survive. I am no special than others, so why should I survive?It's better to die at the mouth of this monster today, so as not to suffer in the future, it's over once and for all!
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