Otherworldly Merchant

Chapter 3 Sub-Mother Meat Stamps

Li Mazi's move came from a barrel of water underneath the well, which surprised me. Why did he hit the water in the middle of the night?

Then he poured all the well water into a large pot and started adding firewood.

Although his movements are unnatural, it can be seen that he is very skilled at this. I really don't understand what this guy is doing.

Then, Li Mazi turned to the well, howling and crying. After crying, he started laughing again. How scary the scene must be.

I took a deep breath and decided to wake up Li Mazi first.

However, as soon as I leaned up, Li Mazi covered his stomach and started rolling in pain.

His expression was painful, as if he was going through a life and death ordeal. Oddly enough, his mouth was wide open and he clearly wanted to scream, but his throat didn't make a sound.

I was frightened by Li Mazi. I couldn't help but take two steps back.

Li Mazi struggled under the moonlight for a while, then climbed up with a towel, stained the boiling water in the pan, then covered his crotch and gently wiped it.

He was all over his body, concentrating all his strength on his lower body. After a long effort, he suddenly relaxed all over himself and gasped heavily on the floor, as if he had just completed a difficult exercise.

And I was staring, because I finally figured out what he was doing, and he was delivering himself!

Yes, the delivery, that was the series of actions just now, obviously during the delivery of the pregnant woman.

Now that delivery is complete, Li Mazi is naturally powerless.

Seeing this, my brain suddenly flashed, and I seemed to know what that embroidered shoe was.

Could it be the legendary 'child's mother's mark'?

Now that you know where the embroidered shoes come from, you don't have to let Lee Ma Zi keep torturing you, because Lee Ma Zi has already touched the scissors and is ready to ‘scissor the umbilical cord' for herself.

I immediately ran into the house and removed Lee Mazi's salad oil and poured it all over his head and the embroidered shoes.

Because Grandpa once told me that the mother's mark is actually the resentment of a pregnant woman. Those pregnant women who conceived in October died because they were unable to give birth to their children, and it was difficult to dissipate a grievance before they died and were often absorbed into the clothing shoes that accompanied them.

These grudgingly stained clothes are called: the child's mother's mark.

But anyone who touches a child's mother's mark suffers from a strange sleepwalking disorder that repeats what happened to the pregnant woman before she was born. Dishwashing, laundry, having kids, etc.

Though not harmful to human life, it can often lead to schizophrenia.

It is not difficult to cure the mother seal of the child. The thing that scares me the most is oil. Once you add a basin of oil, the sleepwalker will wake up immediately.

When I finished all this, Li Mazi was definitely awake. She climbed up from the ground in tears and even rolled away from the well.

I rushed to catch up and stopped Li Mazi: "Li Mazi, be quiet, it's okay! ”

Li Mazi didn't panic so much. He grabbed my arm and said, “Brother Zhang, you must know what to do with these shoes, right? Shit, I just felt like a pregnant woman in labor...”

I said to Li Mazi seriously: “Li Mazi, listen to me, this thing you touch is called a mother's mark, it's a very evil pussy. I'm not sure yet. Go get me some breast milk and olive oil, no more, just 30 ml of 50 ml. Now, I'm afraid I won't be able to make it any later. ”

Li Mazi immediately looked at me and said, "You can buy it at the olive oil supermarket, but where do you want me to get breast milk? I can't squeeze it out. ”

I'm in a hurry like an ant on a hot pot, but this Lee has time to joke with me. I got angry immediately. If I can't find it, don't look for it. I don't want to worry about it yet.

Remember, if you can't find it in half an hour, even if my grandfather comes himself, you can't fix it.

Li Mazi looked at my face and understood the importance of things. He ran away without turning his head.

I hurried into the house. Li Mazi's son was awake and looked at me with fear.

I did not hesitate to untie him, saying, "Go somewhere crowded and don't go home tonight. If you don't see me and your father tomorrow, don't look, we'll be back. ”

Li Mazi's son also knew the strange things that had happened over the past few days. Look at my face, he was also frightened, shaking his head constantly.

After sending Li Mazi's son away, I quickly found another barrel of colored oil in the house, cut my mouth wide, and threw the embroidered shoe into the oil barrel.

I looked closely at the embroidered shoes and found that the red on the embroidered shoes faded slightly, while the golden salad grease gradually turned red.

I take a sip of cool air and if this shoe is really a mother's mark, I may not be able to clean it.

I've been squatting and watching embroidered shoes, embroidered shoes soaking in cooking oil, not moving. I can even hear my own heartbeat when it's quiet and scary around.

Ten minutes have passed, twenty minutes have passed, twenty-five minutes have passed, and there is still no sound of Li Mazi in the courtyard.

I am in a hurry, the first half hour should be fine, but in another half hour, this barrel of oil may not cure embroidered shoes!

I scolded Li Mazi's ancestors for 18 generations. His eyes were almost half-hour away, and in the last three minutes, Li Mazi finally returned. He was tired, and as soon as he came in, he handed me a bottle of drinks and a pot of olive oil, and he said, "Fuck, I'm exhausted. Is it too late? ”

Where do I get to take care of Li Mazi? Immediately pour olive oil and human milk into a basin, simply stir it up, and place the embroidered shoes inside to soak.

Strangely enough, the moment the embroidered shoes were thrown into the basin, the liquid in the basin boiled and bubbled.

The embroidered shoe, rolling up and down in boiling liquid, just doesn't sink.

Li Mazi looked silly and stared: “What the fuck is going on here? ”

My palms were sweating and I couldn't look out of the basin for a moment.

Until the end, the liquid stopped boiling and the embroidered shoe finally sank, so I was relieved. He squatted his ass on the floor and wiped a cold sweat on his forehead: "Yes. ”

Li Mazi was relieved: “That's good, that's good. ”

“What a fart.” I glanced at Li Mazi: “This method can only be pressed for a moment, but not for a lifetime! In less than ten days and a half months, these embroidered shoes will have to be messed up again, and you won't even be able to move. ”

Li Mazi's eyes are so stupid, he hastily asked what to do next?

I took a deep breath and said, "Let's see if this is a child's mother's mark! ”