But the tree demon with high spiritual intelligence also knows one thing very well. If it sucks up the essence of these people on a large scale, it will not only cause panic, but also make these people flee far away, making it difficult to find them in the future. It will also catch fish by exhausting the pond... Although it doesn't know the phrase "fish by exhausting the pond", it understands the truth.
Therefore, it can neither make these humans doubt it, so they flee in panic, and want to get more energy faster. So what to do
The Dryad began to set his sights on those newborn children! Don't look at those children who are just born, but the human beings in this world are very strange. They don't need to practice, and they can have an extremely long lifespan. From the day they were born, the vast essence has already existed in their internal organs!
Therefore, the newly born child can also meet the needs of the tree demon.
In this way, the secret killing began.
At the beginning, he was very restrained, killing a newborn baby secretly in a year or two, but in the later stage, he became more and more unscrupulous and excessive. In the end, for every three babies born on average, this tree demon would take away one!
In Shuzu's memory picture, it can be clearly seen that the newly born baby is lying in the cradle with an innocent face, babbling, looking very healthy and normal. The baby's parents looked at their baby with joy. But between their brows, they could already clearly see a cloud of sadness.
Why
Because the newborn infant mortality rate is too high!
So high that it frightens them!
Even many people are unwilling to have children because of this! What parent in the world wants to see their newborn child suddenly die? Who can stand such a thing
Especially for mothers, it is so hard to conceive in October, and it is so easy to give birth to the child, but it will not be long before they have to bear the pain of bereavement.
This kind of pain, even people like Ye Qing and Chu Mo who have no children can feel it. Not to mention the child's biological parents.
In that picture, the baby's eyes were extremely pure and bright, but the moment the dryad extended the thin root into the room, the baby couldn't help crying, as if he had a premonition of death. Started crying loudly.
At this time, the child's mother picked up the child, fed the child, and coaxed the child with a worried face.
Then, the thin dryad's rhizome will retreat silently. The crying of the child will also temporarily stop.
However, this is only temporary!
In the dead of night, when everyone fell asleep, it reappeared...
The innocent baby didn't even have time to cry to remind the adults, it was already pierced into the body by the sharp rhizome!
Then, a large amount of essence was continuously injected into the tree demon's body along the roots. The dryad controlled it very well, it didn't suck all the baby's energy on the spot. It just stabbed the baby to death and sucked half of it away. After the baby is buried, its evil roots will strike again, completely sucking the baby into a skinny skeleton.
Too miserable.
too evil!
It's not bloody, but it makes people feel cold from the bottom of their hearts.
Ye Qing didn't dare to look at that scene anymore, she covered her eyes with her hands, she didn't dare to look at it, but tears flowed down her fingers.
That kind of picture is too worrying. Even Chu Mo couldn't bear to watch it.
He glanced at Ye Qing who covered his eyes with his hands, tears streaming down his fingers, and said lightly: "This is the tree god you believe in!"
"How did this happen? How did this happen?" Ye Qing wept weakly, this scene completely destroyed the last bit of fantasy in her heart, and made her feel like she was about to collapse.
Even the villagers in Xiaohe Village treated her like that before, at most, it only made her feel as if she had nothing to love, but it didn't hurt her heart like it is now!
There are many such scenes in the memory screen. The Buddha statue transformed by the true spirit of the ancestor tree kept chanting sutras with a face full of shame. It seems to be superseding the souls of the dead.
Chu Mo glanced at him coldly, and said coldly, "Did you not know about these things before?"
Shu Zu stopped chanting, and said bitterly: "Nirience is nothingness. How can we know what will happen after death? If the benefactor hadn't killed the tree demon today to awaken a little of the poor monk's true spirit, the poor monk would never know what happened. what."
"Then tell me, what should I do? To kill all your descendants?" Chu Mo looked at Shu Zu with a murderous look, not hiding the murderous intent in his heart.
"My little true spirit is far from enough to summon all the tree demons..." Shu Zu looked at Chu Mo sincerely: "So, the benefactor needs to kill ten more tree demons, collect ten points of my true spirit, and fuse them together." Only after we are together can we have the power of summoning. Then I will summon all the tree demons, and at that time, the benefactor can use fire to burn them to death. Please!"
At the end, Shuzu saluted Chu Mo earnestly, and then recited the Buddha's name: "Amitabha."
"I hope you don't play any tricks with me." The Hanyue Saber in Chu Mo's hand was flickering, showing the powerful anger in his heart.
Shu Zu glanced at Chu Mo, with a calm face: "If the poor monk knew that there is today, he would not have left a seed in this world. What a crime!"
"Okay, I'll trust you for the time being. You can come to my space first." Chu Mo said, and directly let go of the inner space of the Celestial Mirror. He wasn't afraid of any tricks played by the true ancestor tree spirit. In the world of the Divine Mirror of the Vault, it would be directly sealed. I can't even move!
"The Divine Mirror of the Vault of Heaven?" Shuzu's true spirit had a very high vision, and he recognized the Divine Mirror of the Vault of Heaven at a glance.
A killing intent flashed in Chu Mo's eyes, but he didn't say anything.
The tree ancestor true spirit didn't say anything else, just glanced at Chu Mo with a little deep meaning, and then flew directly into the heavenly mirror, and was sealed instantly.
Chu Mo glanced at Ye Qing who was squatting on the ground covering his face and crying: "Now do you believe it?"
Ye Qing didn't answer, still crying. After a long time, he choked up and said, "I... I want to see... my parents!"
Chu Mo understood, she wanted to see if her parents had really become what Shuzu remembered. In the end, this pure and kind, but extremely stubborn woman still finds it hard to believe that all this is true.
"you sure?"
When Chu Mo used Fengshui magical powers to deduce in Xiaohe Village before, he actually felt that something was wrong with the cemetery in Xiaohe Village. Full of death! That place is like a Jedi! There is no life at all!
Many people may think that a place like a cemetery should be like this, but it's not true. Generally speaking, the place where the cemetery is located is relatively cloudy. But it is alive! The so-called ancestors protect the descendants, if there is no life, how can they protect them
Ye Qing never mentioned the cemetery in Stone Village to Chu Mo, but Chu Mo already knew where it was. Because like the cemetery in Xiaohe Village, the cemetery in Stone Village is also full of death!
"Sure, I, I want to see them one last time!" Ye Qing cried, his eyes turned red, and he looked at Chu Mo firmly: "If the truth... is really like that, then, from now on, I will be by your side , wash and cook for the young master, serve the young master, and are willing to be the young master's servant!"
I didn't want to before the relationship... Chu Mo muttered something in his heart, looked at Ye Qing with some pity, and sighed softly: "Let's go, I'll take you to see it."
"You, do you know where it is?" Ye Qing looked at Chu Mo in surprise: "I haven't told you yet..."
"Heh..." Chu Mo let out a sad smile: "The cemetery in Shitou Village is the same as that in Xiaohe Village. There is no life at all. Do you need to tell me?" As he spoke, he took the lead and walked towards the cemetery in Shitou Village past.
An hour later, Ye Qing let out a scream, that voice was full of shrillness and despair, then wept bitterly, knelt down in front of his parents' grave, almost fainted from crying.
She saw, she saw everything! See clearly!
The two skinny skeletons wearing her parents' clothes made her extremely sad and sad to the extreme. The whole person collapsed directly.
The energy in the body of people in this world is too strong, so even if they die, they are still alive after many years of death. The flesh does not rot at all. Therefore, there is almost no such thing as a rotten skeleton.
Besides, the body that was drained by the dryad was not a skeleton at all, it was covered with a layer of human skin...
Even someone like Chu Mo, who is used to seeing life and death, would feel his scalp tingling at that scene. At the same time, the anger in my heart grew stronger.
"Let's go, let's kill the one in Xiaohe Village first!" Chu Mo looked at Ye Qing and said coldly.
At this point, he didn't care about the attitude of the villagers in Xiaohe Village, whether they understood or not. Scum, scum, and evil things like these tree demons should not exist in this world at all. Kill them all, and he won't even frown.
Ye Qing nodded decisively. At this time, she no longer thought about the cruelty and indifference of those people in Xiaohe Village to her. In contrast, she hoped that the young master could kill all the tree demons. clean!
To all those who died in vain, revenge, revenge!
But Chu Mo and Ye Qing don't know yet, right now, in Xiaohe Village, that tree demon has started a slaughter!
Those who bear the brunt are the old man and the ugly old woman, because they are the people with the highest combat power and the most energetic in the whole Xiaohe village!
And this time, the Dryad no longer hides it!
It directly used the roots to crucify this group of people, and then used billions of fibrous roots to form a huge cage, directly blocking Xiaohe Village.
The entire Xiaohe Village began to hear bursts of wailing in fear. In the crying, there was endless despair and regret.