My name is Wang Zhiqiu, and I adopted a flying-headed monster.

　　Since then, I have been in a bad mood and haven't opened my shop for a month, lying at home like a corpse.

　　I slept heavily and heard someone mourning beside me, miserably and plaintively.

　　"Oh my god, wake up and take a look, see if there's anything you haven't arranged..." The person even reached out to check my breath.

　　I slapped his hand away.

　　"Don't love me, it's pointless unless you can outlive me." Zhang Datou cried with joy, "I will outlive you, you wicked old woman." He said, "Madam, I thought you were going to sleep until I died." I said, "Don't worry, on that day, I will definitely wake up to see you off." Zhang Datou gritted his teeth, "The last demon hasn't been registered yet, dare you sleep?" I raised two fingers, "It's two." "You already adopted the flying-headed monster, leaving only the demon, right? Why is there still one demon?" "The Records of Strange Demons has 107 types of demons.

　　Liugong said he wanted to make it an even number and added another name with a stroke of his brush." "...Is he so casual?" "Yes, the old man doesn't follow the rules." "What is the name of the last demon?" "Lian Jiang." After saying this name, I felt a slight chill on my face.

　　Zhang Datou jumped up, "What, what! You're crying." I glared at him, "I'm not crying, I just have dry eyes." Zhang Datou unusually didn't expose me and sat next to me, "Madam, tell me the truth, are you Princess Zhongli Huan of the Yindu clan?" "Who told you?" "Guess." "You should read my notes less in the future and respect personal privacy." "...I don't read those things, how am I supposed to help you catch demons?" "That's true." Zhang Datou was an inquisitive person, "At that time, you were engaged to the high priest of the Yindu clan, Murong Zhao, but you fell for his disciple, Lian Jiang.

　　Then you and him had a secret affair, which led to Murong Zhao becoming cuckolded.

　　Out of anger, Murong threw Lian Jiang into the river to feed the fish, and Lian Jiang became a demon.

　　In order to still be able to see him, you've kept the Records of Strange Demons and lived until now..." I stopped him by choking his neck, "You talk too much." Since then, Zhang Datou has been like he's possessed, constantly coming up with imaginative stories in front of me.

　　One time, he even said, "Murong Zhao is not good enough, so you fell for Lian Jiang..." My face turned dark, "Have you been idle recently?" "Yes, the antique shop has no business, I just want to hear some gossip every day." "Do you want to know the romantic history of the flying-headed monster?" "Yes." He got excited and leaned closer to me, "What happened to that monster afterward?" I took him to the Nier Mirror platform and tuned it to the channel of pig monsters, then kicked him in.

　　Then I grabbed a handful of melon seeds and watched the drama through the mirror...

　　Ten-Li Apricot Blossom Village.

　　It is where Meng Nier was born.

　　The village used to be abandoned, and many years ago, it was inhabited by a group of man-eating monsters, the Luotou clan.

　　But it was just a rumor, after all, no one had seen it with their own eyes.

　　Apricot Blossom Village is a beautiful place, with green mountains, clear water, green fences, and a crooked-necked apricot tree at the entrance of the village.

　　Refugees fleeing from warfare happily settled here, including Nier's parents.

　　He is ten years old and has three sisters, all of whom are beautiful girls.

　　Although their family is poor, his parents and sisters love him very much and would rather go hungry themselves than let him go hungry.

　　He, being naturally good-looking and well-fed, has a healthy complexion and is the most handsome boy in the village.

　　The crooked-necked apricot tree at the village entrance is his favorite place to play.

　　One day, he noticed a barefoot little girl under the apricot tree.

　　The girl, about the same age as him, had rosy lips, white teeth, and a beautiful appearance.

　　The girl said her name was Aqiao and that she came from a village called Shanxia, which was very poor and had cannibalism.

　　Her parents had been eaten by people, and she had escaped on her own, not having eaten anything for a long time.

　　He brought her a piece of cake from home and watched as she devoured it.

　　He still couldn't believe it and said, "How could people eat people? I don't believe it." "It's true, when there are locusts in the fields and they eat up the crops, we have no choice but to eat the locusts.

　　Locust juice is green and very bitter.

　　We can't swallow it, and eating it caused a plague.

　　People started eating the dead.

　　Aqiao struggled to swallow the last bite of the cake and choked, saying, "The dead taste bad and spread disease.

　　So they turned to eating the living.

　　They started with children, eating their own children, and when there were no children left, they ate adults." He was stunned, unable to speak for a long time, and finally said, "Fortunately, we don't have locusts here." "That's not necessarily true," Aqiao squinted at him, with a smile in her eyes and a deeper meaning.

　　"Locusts can fly, who knows if they'll come tomorrow." Her words turned out to be prophetic.

　　Locusts really flew to Apricot Blossom Village, covering the sky and darkening the sun, like a group of demons, eating up all the crops in the fields and leaving nothing but barren land.

　　They cried and shouted, but life had to go on.

　　They tightened their belts and ate whatever they could find.

　　Even the apricot tree at the village entrance couldn't escape, with its bark stripped and bare, like a skeleton.

　　Aqiao left, and when she left, she earnestly told him, "Zi, you have to be careful, soon people will start eating each other, and they will start with children." "You, you're talking nonsense!" "I'm not lying to you." Aqiao tilted her head, looking worried.

　　"You gave me a cake, so I kindly warned you.

　　Maybe your parents have already sharpened their knives and are ready to attack you." "You're talking nonsense! You're talking nonsense!" Zi fell into panic, and without looking back, he ran back home.

　　But when he reached the doorstep, his feet were already trembling, and he didn't dare to go in.

　　"Zi, what are you standing there for? Come in." His second sister, who looked pale and skinny, pulled him into the house.

　　On the simple table, there was a bowl of plain rice soup that cast shadows of figures.

　　His second sister told him, "Dad, Mom, and Big Sister went to the mountains to dig for wild vegetables.

　　Hopefully, we'll have vegetable porridge to eat tomorrow." Zi finished the rice soup and felt relieved.

　　The next day, he woke up to the aroma of meat and ran to the outdoor kitchen without even putting on his shoes.

　　On the table, he saw a pot of roasted meat.

　　His mother touched his head and said, "We didn't find any wild vegetables, but we hunted a deer."

　　"During that time, three meals a day, every meal had meat soup, every meal had roasted deer meat...

　　Zizzi reluctantly finished the meat soup, licked the bottom of the bowl, and placed it on the table.

　　However, Big Sister was gone, and Mom and Dad said they sent her to Mr.

　　Lin's house in the city to work as a maid.

　　Zizzi missed her.

　　After a while, the deer meat was gone, and the family fell into hunger again, drinking thin soup for a few days.

　　Mom and Dad took Second Sister to the mountains to hunt.

　　That night, they had meat to eat again, but Second Sister was gone.

　　Mom and Dad said they sent her to find Big Sister.

　　When Zizzi was full and satisfied, he ran to the apricot tree at the entrance of the village, lay down, and dozed off.

　　He dreamt of Aqiao.

　　Aqiao opened her mouth, looking panicked, and said, 'Zizzi, Zizzi, it will be your Third Sister next, and then it will be your turn.' Turn for what? To become a servant boy at Mr.

　　Lin's house? 'Zizzi, look back and see what happened to Apricot Blossom Village?' Zizzi woke up from his dream and looked back.

　　The small village with green fences and green creepers was gone.

　　It was all scorched earth, collapsed houses, and spreading wildfires.

　　Along the road, the villagers, thin and weak, gathered in groups, each of them watching him with a hungry look, swallowing deeply.

　　Zizzi panicked, quickly ran back home.

　　When he pushed open the door, he unexpectedly got splashed with blood on his face.

　　On the ground was Third Sister, staring with wide eyes, several blood holes on her body.

　　Dad was holding a knife.

　　Zizzi stood blankly for a few seconds, when Mom and Dad pulled him into the house howling, he felt like he had fallen into hell, completely soaked in hot oil.

　　Acting on impulse, losing consciousness and all reason, he snatched the knife from Dad and fiercely stabbed him.

　　Mom cried, killing Dad.

　　Zizzi turned around expressionlessly, step by step, walking towards Mom, ruthlessly swinging the knife.

　　'Zizzi, what are you doing! Zizzi...' Let's go to hell together, everyone go to hell together.

　　At the entrance of the village, under the apricot tree as dry as bones, stood a girl with a charming face, red lips and white teeth.

　　Turning her head, she saw Zizzi covered in blood, with a smile on her lips.

　　'Zizzi, look, apricot tree is sprouting again.' Zizzi looked up, blankly dropped the knife in his hand, and saw Aqiao looking up at the apricot tree, her figure soft and beautiful.

　　'Apricot Blossom Village was originally a place where people eat people.' Aqiao murmured, as if there was a magical power that made people involuntarily nod along.

　　Zizzi stood dazed under the apricot tree, gave her a miserable smile, 'Yes, it was originally a place where people eat people.'