snake coffin

Chapter 487 Mental Preparation
When I listened to Mo Xiu's words, I felt everything in front of me shake.

Instinctively, he stretched out his hand to cover his lower abdomen, but found that at some point, his lower abdomen was no longer flat, and had swelled so much that his hands could feel it through his clothes.

Wei Wei took a step back, leaned against the wall and said, "What's wrong with Abao?"

What does it mean that I will have my own child, but A Bao won’t?

Moxiu looked at me, then turned his head away, lifted the quilt from A Bao's body, and went to take off A Bao's clothes.

On the contrary, He Jishen, who has been silent all the time, looked at me: "A Bao is the snake egg of Long Fuqian and then reborn, and it is a ghost fetus. You also know that the body in the white wooden coffin wanted to eat him, there must be something The reason. Once Zhang Hanzhu or Long Ling catalyzes something, I'm afraid it will be..."

"I know." I hurriedly interrupted He Ji, watching Mo Xiu on the bed slowly take off A Bao's clothes.

Ah Bao's skin seemed to have ichthyosis, it looked like chapped, and it looked like dander. The originally tender skin was full of thin scales.

But the fluffy fine hairs in the pores did not fall off, but actually grew a lot.

Now Ah Bao's body looks a bit weird, with half-hidden scales and fluffy long hair, just like...

He Shou took back his hand and glanced at Mo Xiu: "Shall we go out and talk?"

"Just say it here!" Looking at He Shou like that, I knew the situation was serious.

Otherwise, why did you talk to Mo Xiu behind my back?
He Shou stared at me: "Calm down first, He Yue, listen to the elder brother's advice, some people will leave, it's just a matter of time, what we can do is to let them go peacefully."

"I've lived for tens of thousands of years. How many people around me have I seen leave? Could it be that there are no important people left?" He Shou's voice slowly became old again.

Walking up to me, he patted me on the shoulder: "We all know that Ah Bao is very important to you. You escaped from Qingshui Town to save him, and you went to Jiufeng Mountain to save him. We all know that."

"But..." He Shoulian's eyes gradually became cloudy, and his voice was ethereal and heavy: "There are very strange things in the attic of Huilong Village, otherwise Long Qixu and his wife would not want to enter Huilong Village. Long Fu Qian was imprisoned there for thousands of years, and how many people were born, but the only snake egg that could hatch was Po. He Yue, you know what it means, right?"

He Shou patted me, then winked at Mo Xiu, and the two walked out.

I leaned against the wall and looked at Bao's little body on the bed.

If you just look at the thin fluff all over the body, it's actually quite cute, but under those fluff are scales...

Long Fuqian's dragging hair suddenly flashed before my eyes, and I couldn't help stroking my shoulder-length hair with my backhand.

Looking at A Bao's head, it turns out that the hair that was originally short is now long and black and shiny to the neck.

He Ji looked at me with a serious face: "Little sister, since you still admit the name Wenxin He Yue, she is also my junior sister of Wentianzong. Listen to the advice of the seniors, if you can't keep it, you won't be able to keep it after all."

"He shouldn't have been kept when he was just born. Once feelings arise, it will be difficult to deal with them." He Ji waved the whisk.

He whispered: "Do you know why gods and demons are ruthless? Why must we cruelly cut off He Gu's lover?"

He Gu, who had been sitting silently by the bed, straightened up instantly, then slowly stood up and walked out.

He Ji glanced at him and walked out, sighed softly, and then said in a deep voice: "Even ordinary people, in high positions, should be calm and self-restraining, and can't act emotionally. The power of gods and demons can easily determine the life and death of all things. Once there is If there is a personal relationship, it will inevitably be biased. How can it be fair to other living beings?"

"Awen mentioned to me at the beginning that the Jedi and the gods were separated from each other. It is possible that the gods and humans have been together for too long, and they have developed feelings for the human race, so that it is not fair to other races, so they passed away." He Ji pulled a piece of white flax from the fly whisk and handed it to me: "Break it when it's time to do it. Don't wait until disaster strikes. It will be difficult to break it again. In school, that Zhang Hanzhu is the best example!"

He twisted the white hemp, wrapped it around my wrist, opened the door and went out.

In the small room that was originally crowded with people, only Abao and I were left in an instant.

I flicked the white hemp on my wrist with my fingers, walked over, sat on the edge of the bed, and reached out to touch A Bao's face.

The scales that grew at the school gate have receded, but when the originally smooth and tender face was gently touched, rough scales immediately appeared under the skin.

The drowsy Abao's eyelids twitched, he pursed his lips, and murmured in a daze, "Mom..."

I also had snake scales on my neck, which hurt when I touched them. I didn't dare to touch them again, fearing that Ah Bao would be hurt again, so I hurriedly withdrew my hands.

But just when I retracted my hand, Abao's shiny black hair on his neck tangled around my fingers.

Soon, like a snake dormant in the dark, it popped out instantly.

I hurriedly turned my hands to avoid it, but as soon as I moved, I felt a sharp pain coming from my little finger.

I saw another strand of hair piercing the side of my hand like a thin needle. The black hair visibly poured into the flesh, and the blood next to it instantly gathered towards the black hair.

I hurriedly took out the stone knife with my left hand, and was about to cut it, but when I thought of the sharp pain when my hair was cut off, and then glanced at Abao's sleeping face, I felt a little heartbroken.

But he still turned his right hand to grab the strand of hair, and cut it off with the stone knife.

Ah Bao on the bed screamed in pain, jumped up from the bed and sat up, crying loudly.

Seeing me, she threw herself into my arms directly: "Grandma, grandma..."

Mo Xiu and He Shou heard the sound and came: "What's wrong?"

I held A Bao with one hand and handed the broken hair in my right hand to He Shou. He looked at the black hair stuck into my skin and glanced at A Bao in my arms.

I turned my head and glanced at Mo Xiu, then came over and pressed my right hand.

This kind of hair is drilled into the body when it enters the body, and it will not come out easily.

In the past, Moxiu used spells to force me out, but now that Mo Xiu has no mana, He Shou forced my hand, and I don't know what kind of technique was used to force it out bit by bit with broken hair.

Mo Xiu stood aside and watched, with a bitter look on his face. His eyes glittered as he watched He Shou forcefully squeeze out the broken hair bit by bit, and actually took a step back, planning to leave.

"Mo Xiu!" I quickly called him.

But he didn't know what to say, so he opened his mouth for a while, feeling a little embarrassed.

Mo Xiu turned his head to look at me, the bitterness on his face disappeared, and he looked at me with a smile on his face: "I'll go clean up, and we'll move to the hotel together. Don't worry, He Shou and I have discussed a temporary control plan." Method."

After he finished speaking, he glanced at He Shou and closed the door directly.

I looked at the closed door, and then at Abao in my arms, and felt a little tight in my chest for a moment.

This will force some broken hair out of my palm, and fall to the ground like a thin snake, but I want to escape instantly.

He Shou rolled his ten fingers together to draw the fire to burn. These black hairs didn't seem to be afraid of the fire, but crawled through the fire.

He Shou was clearly prepared. With a wave of his hands, golden lights flashed, and he didn't know what kind of magic technique trapped all these broken hairs.

Then he took out a jade porcelain bottle from his bosom, and put all the broken hair into it.

Then he turned to look at me and said, "Mo Xiu has a big psychological gap. People regretted their marriage because of you."

"Although you used to be..." He Shou snorted: "Hey, there are more schemes. But now we are all in the same boat, and his feelings for you are also true, so you can comfort him well. "

He said and pointed to A Bao at me: "Give it to me, I will take him from now on."

Seeing that I didn't let go, He Shou immediately came to hug Abao.

Abao had just suffered the pain of a broken hair. The feeling was similar to that of a broken finger. It was exactly when he needed comfort.

Who was willing to let He Shou hug me? He hugged my neck tightly with both hands: "Mom, it hurts!"

This time when he spoke, it was the kind of childish voice, not like the paragraphs at the school gate.

He Shou wanted to take him away forcibly, but Ah Bao hugged him even tighter with both hands, even those hairs began to surge, and he grabbed my shoulder tightly.

He Shou quickly stopped his hand and pointed at the black hair at me.

After coaxing me for a while, I finally coaxed A Bao down.

He Shou also grimaced at the side, uttered strange noises, and ordered a lot of snacks before hugging him.

But as soon as his hands touched those fine fluffs on A Bao's body, those fluffs began to burrow into He Shou's hands.

However, his skin is thick, and the fluff is not as hard as hair, so he didn't get in.

He Shou moved his hand, looked at me deeply and said, "These things are not controlled by reason, but subconscious. He doesn't want me to hug them, so these..."

He flicked the fluff that was still standing up with his fingers: "I want to pierce me. Do you understand? This is nature...he can't control it at all."

"Little junior sister, the ugly words are the first. I have a thick skin and a hard shell, so I am not afraid of these. But Abao's weirdness is probably more than that. You have seen what Long Fuqian looks like. If you can't control it in the end..." He Shou held A Bao in his arms.

Covering his ears, he whispered to me: "You have to be mentally prepared."

(End of this chapter)