pappabearbooks Chapter 282 The development of the destiny heroine 2
Chapter 282 The development of the destiny heroine 2
"...He just had something to say."
Looking at the man who died shortly after he appeared, the main system rarely said anything else.
"I know." Moyou looked around to see if there was any place where he could hide anything. "I didn't let him talk on purpose."
"You can't eat it if you say something to others."
Bai Rumeng:! ! !
"What is she doing! No, she must be sick!" Bai Rumeng really wanted to rush to Mo You and open her mind to see what she was thinking.
"My hero just appeared and he died! She even wanted to eat him!"
System 3333 was silent. This host seemed different from anything it had ever seen.
Moyou found a haystack in the field and hid the body in it. She clapped her hands, picked up the pitchfork and walked to the village not far away.
In fact, she had just come to this world and didn't even know her identity.
And listening to that one person's conversation, it turns out that their body was fabricated by them.
"Oh, I won't be an orphan." Moyou took the fork and pricked everything he saw.
"It's unlikely. In order not to be rejected by the world's consciousness, I should have arranged an identity for you to integrate into the world."
The main system answered while investigating the source of the energy it had just captured.
He paused for a while before continuing, "Aren't you sad?"
"Sad? Why should I be sad?" Moyou grabbed his hair and squeezed out the muddy water, then strode into the village.
"Are you talking about the last mission? It's all over and I don't feel it anymore."
Humans are really strange creatures, and the main system thought of his human friend.
Why do they choose to suppress their bad emotions and pretend nothing happened when they can't handle them?
The main system does not have an emotion module, but it also understands a truth.
Bad things will rot and stink if accumulated for a long time.
Several children were playing under the tree and saw Mo You gathering together curiously.
After a while, the bigger one picked up a stone and threw it at him, "Weird! Get out of here!"
"Ouch!" Mo You rubbed the forehead that was hit, grabbed the pitchfork and rushed over, "Hey, little naughty boy, take a hit from me."
The children were frightened and scattered, shouting "Daddy, Mommy" as they ran.
The adults who had been enjoying the cool air in the house or working around the area all came over with things to do, and then looked at each other in confusion with Moyou, who was so bored that he planted a tree.
"Isn't this...the child of the Mo family?"
An aunt came up to her and struggled to identify it. After seeing clearly, she slapped her thigh.
"Oh, it's true, girl, why are you covered in mud?"
Moyou looked at the fake smiling face, narrowed his eyes, and answered truthfully, "I rolled around by the lake."
She saw the eyes of the adults around her fall on the fork in her hand, or to be precise, the blood on the fork head.
The aunt continued to ask, "What about the cow? Where did the cow go?"
Why do you feel happy when you see blood?How interesting!
Moyou curled up his lips and made up a random reason, "Ox, I'll stab you to death when you have nothing to do."
"How can you stab him to death? Do you know how much money this cow has cost the village?" The aunt subconsciously reached out to hit Moyou, but she stopped her hand.
She seemed to be afraid of Moyou, but she was not willing to let the cow die.
He immediately took Mo You's arm and ran in one direction, "Let's go! I have to talk to Lao Mo."
The crowd dispersed automatically, and Mo You vaguely heard words behind him such as "Why aren't you dead yet?" "Isn't it the end of the day?"
But as soon as she turned her head, people stopped talking and looked at her with a forced smile.
Before Mo You could figure out the reason, her aunt stopped and arrived at a small, dilapidated courtyard.
The woman who was watering the yard subconsciously wanted to go back inside and close the door when she saw her aunt.
As soon as she turned around, her aunt was behind her, holding her shoulders and forcefully pushing her into the room.
Mo You walked in curiously. It was a small place with several dilapidated houses. On the left was a vegetable patch and on the right were some chickens.
She squatted down to the vegetable patch that the woman had watered before, and kept pulling at the seedlings inside.
"They are poor," the main system said.
The implication is don't pull it out.
"I don't like her." Moyou looked straight at the door.
The door opened a small crack at some point, revealing a pair of dark eyes.
"The way she looked at me just now was like how I looked at things in this field." Moyou stood up and threw away the seedling in his hand.
"It's all rubbish."
The door closed quietly again.
An argument broke out inside, but the aunt's voice could still be heard taking over.
The door opened, and the woman came out dejectedly. When she saw that half of the seedlings she had planted so hard had been pulled out, she immediately threw herself over and wailed.
"My food, you have no conscience, you tortured your own mother to death and then you torture me, your stepmother!"
Although the woman was cursing, she seemed to be used to Mo You's behavior.
"When fabricating your identity, you should refer to your original personality." The main system explained.
Moyou threw the fork and stuck it in front of the woman. The woman seemed to have her throat choked and she didn't say a word.
"Go and boil some water, I want to take a bath."
The woman wiped away her tears, glared at her, and went away obediently.
Auntie had no intention of quarreling with Moyou. She didn't look good and left the place in a hurry.
Moyou walked around the room and took out a basket with straw and a sickle. Then after thinking for a while, he picked up a sheet that was drying in the yard and threw it into the basket.
After doing this, she planned to return to the previous place.
On the road, I met a few people who were deliberately wandering by the roadside. Seeing her going out, they hurriedly asked, "Where is Mo Yatou going?"
Mo You shook his backpack and replied calmly, "Mow the grass."
Even so, they were not at ease and followed Moyou while chatting with him.
But after a while, they all stopped and stopped moving forward after seeing that the direction she was going was towards the lake.
Their reactions naturally fell into Mo You's eyes. She remained calm and cut a few random places where there was a lot of grass.
While cutting, he moved closer to the place where the body was previously hidden.
After confirming again that no one was in sight, Moyou put down his backpack and took out the sickle inside.
He stepped on the fish's tail with one foot, pulled the man's seaweed-like hair with one hand, and put the sickle against his waist and abdomen, cutting the human and fish parts apart like cutting vegetables.
The weather suddenly changed and the lake kept surging.
From a distance, Mo You heard the people who were looking at her yelling about something and getting angry, and running away screaming.
When there was no one around, Mo Youke lazily carried the man's upper body and went out.
The lake was furious when she saw her coming, and the water splashed heavily on the shore.
"Stingy guy." Mo You said with a smile, and threw half of his body into the lake with all his strength.
"You can't eat this part, so I'll give it back to you."
As the body fell into the water, the lake stagnated for a moment, and then rose crazily.
Moyou quickly went back and wrapped the half of the fish body, put it in the basket, carried it and ran back.
She didn't see that the water in the lake didn't always rise. It rose and fell several times and then receded again.
A seaweed-like head appeared on the lake, staring in the direction she left.