Become a winner in life after binding the childbearing system

"Woo woo woo, Dong Lang."

A young woman was kneeling in front of the inn, surrounded by a group of onlookers, who were pointing and talking at her.

When Shen Yao squeezed in, there was no seat available, so she could only pull an old lady over and ask what happened in front and why there was a woman crying.

"Oh, what a sin!"

The old lady slapped her thigh and said with great sorrow that the young couple had a conflict, the man was unwilling to go home, and the woman came to try to mediate every day.

"She lives in Osmanthus Alley, not far away," the old lady pointed behind her and whispered to Shen Yao about how this Dong lady's skill in making osmanthus wine was unmatched. "They were very close at first, but then, for some reason, he insisted on divorcing her."

Shen Yao covered her lips when she heard this, "Could it be that the man has a new love?"

New love or old love, of course the new love is more important.

Before the old lady finished speaking, someone else beside her couldn't help but take over the conversation, "No, Dong Cheng is not that kind of person. I heard that the Dong family is causing trouble."

"Horror! He wants to divorce his wife just because she caused a demonic disaster. Could it be that this demonic disaster is Madam Dong?"

"No, but it has something to do with Madam Dong. Otherwise, why would Dong Cheng not dare to return home? The inn costs a lot of money every day."

The chattering discussion allowed Shen Yao to quickly understand the cause and effect of the matter.

It's a love story between a human and a demon. Could it be that this is really a specialty of this world?

Shen Yao tilted her head and squeezed to the front while everyone was discussing and arguing.

The view in front was instantly opened up, and Shen Yao saw the young woman kneeling on the ground, covering her face and crying, calling Dong Lang over and over.

She was not very old, her hair was wrapped in a deep blue cloth, and she was wearing a simple but appropriate cloth dress.

Shen Yao sniffed and smelled a sweet sweet osmanthus fragrance coming from this Madam Dong. Thinking back to this time of year, sweet osmanthus flowers were indeed in full bloom.

What's more, Mrs. Dong and her family live in Osmanthus Alley, which is named after a century-old osmanthus tree in front of the alley.

"Wanniang, go back. We, our marriage ends here."

"Wuwuwu, Dong Lang, I don't want to be separated from you, why do you insist on divorcing me?"

Shen Yao raised her eyes and followed the direction where Wan Niang was speaking and saw the male protagonist standing inside the door of the inn.

He is a very young man with good looks. If it weren't for the dark circles at the corners of his eyes that showed that he had been having a bad time recently, the two of them would be quite a match based on their appearance.

One of them wanted to divorce his wife, while the other was unwilling to leave, and they were pulling each other.

As more and more people gathered around, the innkeeper had to step in to stop them, after all, this affected his business.

"Wanniang, I have left the divorce letter at home. Take it and leave immediately."

After Dong Cheng finished speaking, he covered his face and ran into the inn until his figure disappeared.

Seeing this, Wan Niang wanted to make peace with him with words, but she couldn't enter the inn, and couldn't find a chance to have a sincere talk with Dong Cheng. In the end, she could only leave crying.

Shen Yao looked at the man coldly, who was determined not to give up. Well, he would come again in a short time. The bustling scene in front of the inn would continue for a few days.

"Boss, if you have any special dishes, please bring them up for me to try."

Touching her stomach that was digesting food too quickly, Shen Yao ate without any burden. After all, her space was full of gold, silver and jewelry.

"Sir, please wait a moment."

The waiter brought the inn's acclaimed meals. As a building that combines food and accommodation, the inn not only provides accommodation business, but also meals during the day are the biggest part of the business.

Shen Yao happily finished the meal and planned to leave the inn and go somewhere else, but a middle-aged man who appeared at the door caught her attention.

He was wearing grey clothes, with a sword on his back and his hair tied in a bun at the back of his head.

The middle-aged man had a very strong smell of being exhausted, but what made Shen Yao even more puzzled was the extremely strong bloody evil aura that was stained on him.

嘶

This man must have killed many goblins!

Is he a Taoist priest? The monk is bald, and the middle-aged man with thick hair clearly doesn't look like one.

But are all Taoists so bloodthirsty? Why doesn't what the system says match?

"Host, is it possible that he is simply a villain who hunts and kills monsters?"

The system popped up and said that it would not take the blame. It was clearly not a good person.

Shen Yao could control her demonic aura freely and was not worried about being noticed at all, so when the middle-aged man looked at her, she looked back at him without any hesitation.

As a result of this eye contact, Shen Yao noticed a flash of desire in the middle-aged man's eyes.

Ok?

Interesting, he really is a villain!

Shen Yao withdrew her gaze as if nothing had happened, paid the bill, stood up and walked out.

At the moment when she passed by the middle-aged man, Shen Yao secretly cast a spell on him so that she could detect the other party's location at any time.

"System, keep a close eye on us. We might be opening a business this time when we enter the city."

System: ...Hmm?

Opening? What opening? What opening?

"Of course, it's to uphold justice and eliminate violence," Shen Yao said firmly, saying that it was an insult to her that such a criminal could still be alive and continue to do evil.

System: ...Isn’t it inconsistent with the host’s personality?

Shen Yao didn't care whether it matched or not. She asked the system to monitor the middle-aged man.

As expected, the middle-aged man found the man named Dong Cheng.

Through their conversation, we learned that the middle-aged man discovered that Dong Cheng's wife Wan Niang was a demon. After telling Dong Cheng, he wanted to capture Wan Niang.

Dong Cheng was worried about Wan Niang's personal safety, so he chose to divorce her and let her leave.

The middle-aged man came here to inquire about the whereabouts of Dong Cheng's wife Wan Niang, and used this as a threat to force Dong Cheng to cooperate with him in catching the monster.

Shen Yao:......

After listening to the conversation full of complaints, Shen Yao said, "...Wan Niang is not a demon, how can we catch her?"

The premise is wrong. Although Wan Niang has a strong osmanthus fragrance, it is only acquired from making osmanthus wine for a long time, and it is not emitted by herself.

"Host, this middle-aged man has ulterior motives. Although Dong Cheng has good intentions, he has done something wrong."

Taking the initiative to divorce one's wife, how could an ordinary woman in ancient times survive?

"Oh! I think his heart is not right either. How could he not know whether the person beside him is a demon?"

I just like deceiving myself.

It is said that demons will deceive in a relationship between humans and demons, but after a long time of getting along, no matter how much they deceive, their true colors will be exposed.

Unless someone really doesn't care, few people will fail to notice it.

This Dong Cheng was not very honest in his words, and the middle-aged man also had ulterior motives. Shen Yao raised her hand and touched her chin, and decided to go to Osmanthus Alley to see the osmanthus tree that had become a spirit and Wan Niang.

That's right, the real spirit is the osmanthus tree. Wan Niang has a demonic aura on her body due to her daily contact with it, but the demonic aura will not stay for long. It will slowly dissipate as long as she stays away from the osmanthus tree. The middle-aged man will not be unaware of this truth.

Knowing the truth but pretending not to know, what exactly does this middle-aged man want to do? Is he trying to use Wan Niang to fish?

Thinking this in her heart, Shen Yao walked into the Osmanthus Alley not far away.

In early August, the sweet-scented osmanthus alley was filled with fragrance. Before even entering, I was gently hit by the falling light yellow petals.

Shen Yao looked up at the osmanthus tree that almost blocked the entire alley entrance, and felt that it was not easy for plants and trees to become spirits.

Even though this osmanthus tree is a hundred years old, it is not yet old enough to become a spirit. The reason is simple: the osmanthus tree cannot leave the osmanthus alley.

Even if the rose spirit selling rouge was caught by Shen Yao, although she had no means of self-defense, she could still move around with her own body.

And what about the osmanthus tree? It is tied to the osmanthus alley. Once it is blocked, there is only one way to go.

"Host, this osmanthus tree has only recently become a spirit, and Wan Niang exudes a strong demonic aura. It's unlikely that there is a connection between the two."

This is a matter of common sense. The osmanthus tree, whose demonic aura is too weak, is not yet able to mark Wan Niang as part of its territory.

Where does the evil spirit in Wan Niang come from?

"We have to find Wan Niang first, or take a look at the place where Wan Niang usually lives." The owner of the evil spirit and Wan Niang must have frequent contact, or even a close relationship.

dong dong dong ——

"Who?"

"Hello, is this Wanniang?"

Wan Niang, the young woman who was crying at the door of the inn in the morning, opened the door and looked at Shen Yao with confused eyes, not understanding why she came to see her.

Shen Yao smiled and said, "I just want to talk about your husband Dong Cheng."

Dong Cheng?

Wan Niang's expression suddenly changed, her eyes full of vigilance, "Does Dong Lang have a history with you?"

Wan Niang was on high alert for the young, unfamiliar and extremely beautiful woman.

…………

"I'm leaving now. Take care."

"Thank you Miss Shen for the reminder. Wan Niang understands."

Shen Yao came out of Wan Niang's house and saw a middle-aged man standing at the entrance of Guihua Alley before she walked out of the alley.

Obviously, he also noticed Shen Yao. Although the desire in his eyes could not be concealed, he could still clearly distinguish the priorities. At least the other party's current energy was all focused on the osmanthus tree at the entrance of the alley.

slam-la-

Light yellow petals fluttered in the air, carrying with them the evil spirit.

The osmanthus tree sensed danger and was trying to intimidate the middle-aged man into leaving.

"Hmph! Pretending!"

The middle-aged man's hands were stained with the blood of countless goblins. The osmanthus tree in front of him was weak and didn't even have a decent means of attack. "Sooner or later, I will eradicate you completely."

Turning around, the middle-aged man left.

After all, his plan has not yet been completed. After determining the location of the target, all that remains is to proceed normally.

"Host, this man's eyes are wandering and his steps are unsteady. He must be harboring a lot of evil intentions."

Who knows, he might still be plotting against his own host. That lewd look on his face is really damnable!

The system was rarely angry and wanted to get rid of this man directly.

Shen Yao raised her eyebrows and thought that the system couldn't handle it anymore. What should she do if she encountered the same thing in the future?

The world is so big, and there are many people who are doing the same thing as the middle-aged man. Shen Yao is not the kind of person who likes to meddle in other people's business, but it is impossible for her to really ignore it if she encounters it.

To be more utilitarian, for every person/monster she helps, she will receive a reward from the world consciousness, which will also indirectly promote the completion of the main task.

After all, her original form is a demon, and the offspring she gave birth to are likely to be demons as well.

The individual goblins are powerful but they cannot withstand the ants that can kill an elephant.

If the living environment of the fairies can be improved and the conflicts between humans and fairies can be eased, it will also be beneficial to Shen Yao.

It's just a little difficult to achieve this goal. People are greedy, and the goblins are full of treasures. Just look at the middle-aged man and you will know that the reason why he keeps doing this and doesn't stop is that he earns too much.

'The first step in navigating the world is to deal with those who get in your way.'

Shen Yao raised her hand and clenched her fist, then left Guihua Alley with a relaxed look on her face.

It’s almost time to go out, fill your stomach and go home to rest.

The night in Qingping City is even more lively, with vendors setting up stalls and small shops everywhere.

Shen Yao's original body was a herbivore, but after becoming a human, she also preferred some vegetables and fruits.

Shen Yao ran to the end and walked back, holding the food she bought in her hands, and her whole body was filled with joy.

"Boss, how much are these wild fruits? Pack them all up for me to take away."

"Boss, your flowers are blooming beautifully. Just send them directly to the entrance of the alley ahead."

"Boss, we must be honest. You can't just use weeds to make up for the shortcomings."

"..."

Shen Yao has a good eye and only buys useful things, especially those fairies who come down the mountain to do business. She buys them all because of their good quality and low price.

The fairies are simple and enthusiastic. What they use to set up stalls are things they just picked up from the mountains. If you don’t identify them carefully, you won’t know the effect.

Shen Yao is knowledgeable and experienced, and will neither trick monsters nor be taken advantage of.

Just like that, when Shen Yao left the night market, not only did she have no free space in her hands, but even the doorway of her house was piled with things.

Shopping is addictive!

While silently telling himself that impulse is the devil and must not be tolerated, he put the things he bought into his space and took them out again when he needed them.

…………

"Host, Wanniang has gone out."

"Host, Wan Niang has made an appointment with Dong Cheng to meet outside the city. Isn't she afraid of something happening?"

"Host, that middle-aged man is so insidious, he actually sneaked into Osmanthus Alley!"

'Host……'

The system was like a little assistant that reported on time. Without waiting for Shen Yao to react, it told her what it had monitored.

Shen Yao supported her chin with one hand. It was drizzling outside today, and there was a hint of coldness in the air.

Looking outside through the window, Shen Yao picked up the teacup on the table with one hand, placed it to her lips and tasted it gently.

'Where is the middle-aged man?'

'Osmanthus Alley'

Swah——

Shen Yao opened the oil-paper umbrella beside her, opened the door and walked into the rain.

But in an instant, Shen Yao's figure disappeared in the front yard, leaving only the teacup on the table emitting mist.

The place where Shen Yao appeared again was under the osmanthus tree in Osmanthus Alley.

The osmanthus flowers that were originally hanging on the branches fell to the ground, mixing with the mud to reveal the bumpy water surface.

Bata, Bata

Shen Yao walked forward holding an oil-paper umbrella, and a middle-aged man was standing not far away.

The middle-aged man was obviously not surprised by Shen Yao's appearance. Even if Shen Yao's breath-concealing effect was excellent, they had met again and again. She was not a rookie, so how could the middle-aged man not notice the problem?

"evildoer!"

The middle-aged man took the initiative and shot out the long sword on his back. The sword floated in the air and was then held tightly by him.

"I am a monster, what are you? A scum?" He still has the nerve to say that to her. The sins he has committed may not be washed away even in hell.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense and a war was about to break out.