snake coffin

Chapter 594
I can feel Moxiu's recent changes, but I really don't have the heart to care about love now.

Shen looked at Mo Xiu and said with a low smile, "Does Lord Snake think the name is a good thing for me?"

Mo Xiu was stunned for a moment, then slowly loosened his hand holding my face, and said with a wry smile: "I was the one who thought wrong in the first place, I'm sorry."

When I woke up first, my name was Long Ling, but this name didn't mean anything to me. It just replaced Long Qixu's daughter.

But Long Qixu's daughter was named Long Ling because Mo Xiu believed that Long Ling's soul was reincarnated. He didn't know at the time that Long Ling's soul had no possibility of reincarnation.

Later Ah Wen named me He Yue. I thought it was really asking me to ask my heart He Yue, but in the end, it implied that my heart was not mine.

True or false, there are too many things in the past, and I have no time to care about them.

Touching his face to make sure the paper mask was on, he reached out to take Abao, hugged him and turned around, waving at Mrs. Fan.

She was holding the hot water bottle, ready to go back to her room to sleep, and smiled at me with difficulty.

I thought about it, then walked over with Abao in my arms, and said softly: "When we entered the house just now, we didn't see you. Where were you?"

Until now, Mrs. Fan and the others, like Aunt Liu, had no idea that she was a dead person.

And judging from the way they went downstairs just now, they seemed to be the same as puppets.

"I'm just taking a walk downstairs, but I can't go out." Mrs. Fan felt a little emotional and waved to me: "You should leave early and ignore what's going on here. It's too weird."

I turned my head and took a look at Moxiu, and went out the door with Ah Bao in my arms.

Just as the door was closing, I saw Mrs. Fan opening the closet door again...

She knew that the one in the closet was not Lao Fan, but she still wanted to take a closer look.

Thinking of this, I suddenly thought of one thing.

He and Moxiu returned to the assigned room, put Ah Bao on the sofa, and said in a deep voice, "The consciousness left behind by the body snake doesn't seem to want to see Long Ling..."

As soon as I said these words, my ears buzzed, and A Bao who was next to me suddenly said nervously: "Mom, your ears are bleeding."

A sudden thought came to my mind, thinking of the last time I was in Bashan, and I reached out to touch my ear holes.

Sure enough, blood gushed out of it, and it had already flowed out.

Mo Xiu frowned, took out a tissue and reached out to help me wipe the blood.

I instinctively wanted to avoid it, but Ah Bao got up, held my face in his hands, blinked his eyes, and said seriously: "Mom, I'm hurt, don't move. Be obedient..."

"Tch!" Mo Xiu sneered directly, with a joyful voice: "You might as well be as obedient as Ah Bao."

The hand that had paused stretched out directly.

Wiping the blood in my ears, he said: "I probably know what you are thinking, but your heart is different, and you have Long Ling's love snake. When these two are together, there may be some restrictions, so you have to control it and don't go." think."

I only felt a pain in my head, and said with a bitter smile: "They say He Gu is more important than me. These super big things have left something on me."

Mo Xiu chuckled, held my face together with Ah Bao, turned my head to the side, twisted the paper towel into strips, stuffed it into the ear canal to help me drain the blood inside.

Ah Bao was still kneeling on the sofa, patted his ear with his hollow palm, and comforted me in a childlike voice: "Mama doesn't hurt, doesn't it hurt?"

I reached out and touched his bulging belly: "It doesn't hurt."

"Don't talk." Mo Xiu twisted the tissue into strips and stuffed it into my ears. "Holding your breath will help the blood flow out."

When he was done, Abao looked at me, pursed his lips, and smiled.

I touched the long strip of paper protruding from my ear, and it was obvious that the shape was a bit funny.

He took out his phone and looked at the time, then put his arms around Abao: "It's time to sleep."

Abao's routine was normal, and when he said he was asleep, Xiaozui yawned.

But his eyes were still reluctant to look at me, and kept blinking: "I'm not sleepy yet."

This is for fear that he will fall asleep and lose sight of me again.

My heart felt sour, and I held A Bao in my arms: "Mom will put you to sleep, okay? Will I sleep with you tonight? Come together tomorrow morning, and you can see grandma."

"Not sleepy..." Ah Bao still blinked forcibly, and said persistently: "Ah Bao is not sleepy, stay with Mom."

"Okay, not sleepy." I hugged him, patted his arm lightly, and asked him softly what kind of spell Tianzong had learned.

He first tried to say some awkward spell names, but after a few words, his face rubbed against my arms, his eyes couldn't be opened, and he fell asleep after a while.

Mo Xiu just sat on the edge of the sofa and looked at us, his face was extremely soft.

Seeing that Abao fell asleep, he got up and went to the room where the wardrobe door was burned, and spread out the quilt that Feng's family had placed uniformly.

I patted Ah Bao's arm and coaxed him to sleep.

Across the door between the living room and the room, I watched Mo Xiu making the bed alone.

As expected, he has a high level of understanding, and he knows how to do this kind of thing without a teacher.

It's just that he only made a bed, and then quietly came out and took off the tissue strips I put in my ears to make sure there was no more bleeding.

Only then did he take a look at Ah Bao, who was not yet fully asleep, and whispered: "How do you feel now? When Ah Bao falls asleep, we will hug him and go to the green belt below to have a look. This place is too weird, you are alone Keep it for fear of accidents."

Thinking of the weirdness in the closet, I nodded to him.

Shen looked at Mo Xiu and lowered his voice: "There is something I haven't paid attention to before, so I just want to ask you."

When Mo Xiu saw that my face was straight, my face was also dark, and I sat upright with my hands and feet.

I hugged A Bao up. He was not sleeping too deeply. He immediately grabbed my clothes with his little hands and called out half asleep: "Mom."

"Go to sleep." I lowered my head and kissed him.

Seeing that his little hands holding the clothes loosened, he whispered to Mo Xiu: "The demon snake we saw in the snake cave is dead, but his spirit is still in the snake cave, right?"

Mo Xiu frowned, looked down, looked at me and said, "You want to ask where Mo Xiu's soul is?"

"There is also the body of the dragon spirit." I used to have the consciousness of an ordinary person, and I didn't think that these gods were any different from us.

But looking at it now, if the magic snake has been dead for thousands of years and the spirit still exists, what about Moxiu's spirit?

Feng Xi said that when the snake coffin was moved away from Bashan, Moxiu's soul went to the stone chamber of Feng's house, leaving behind the scroll of snake pattern classics and the wisp of consciousness.

Since he still has a soul, where does it go?
And his consciousness...

When I was wandering in Xuanming fugue in the master's stone room, he saw me through time and knew that I was He Yue.

Moreover, the divine consciousness left behind seems to be reserved for Long Ling, but it always appears in front of me every time.

Especially that time under the trapped Longjing, he obviously felt that Long Ling was coming, so he left in a hurry.

I used to think that he didn't want to face the dragon spirit because the dragon spirit killed him.

But now combined with the situation of Mrs. Fan and Lao Fan, I always feel that I have the first impression.

Just like what Yu Xinmei said, if I didn't know that He Gu had feelings for me and would not harm me, would I be so relieved that he would stay at Bashan while someone faced He Luo?

What if the original snake doesn't really love the dragon spirit?
Long Ling's body has the poison of primordial life, and there is Moxiu's child, so how did she kill herself?
Her body is not in Bashan, where is it?
When I thought of this, my heartbeat suddenly accelerated and my ears began to ring again.

Mo Xiu hurriedly stretched out his hands to cover my ears, looked at me deeply, his spiritual thoughts were intertwined with me, and whispered: "He Yue, He Yue..."

He is calling the soul, but my heartbeat can't stop at all.

Then it slowly became tight again, as if something was tightening around my heart little by little.

It felt like my heart was about to jump out of my throat, and it seemed like I was going to be strangled to death at any moment.

I was afraid that I really confessed directly.

He was so uncomfortable that he opened his mouth and panted, squinted at Mo Xiu, and said softly to him: "There is a person in the snake coffin..."

Moving the mountain into Motianling was the time when we opened the snake coffin the widest.

On the stairs made of snake bones, there was obviously a figure looking down at everything below.

It's like a high god...

Who is that?
Long Ling’s corpse?
Or is it Mo Xiu’s soul?
What if Mo Xiu was using the dragon spirit from the beginning?

Once this kind of thought comes out, the more you think about it, the faster your heartbeat will be, and the tighter the tight thing will be.

My eyes started to bleed again...

"He Yue, Shen Shen, don't think about it anymore." Mo Xiu looked at me with heavy eyes, and moved his lips to my lips.

He took a bite and murmured: "Yue'er, you are not a dragon spirit. Whether that snake loves it or not has nothing to do with you. Yue'er..."

He said and kissed me directly.

My lips and tongue were intertwined, and I only felt my eyes go dark, followed by a pitch-black snake slamming towards me.

But it didn't bite me, but rushed directly into my body.

Then I seemed to see a black snake in my body rising up, followed by two black snakes colliding with each other.

In the blink of an eye, my tightly wound heart loosened.

The vision suddenly opened up, but Mo Xiu's body softened and he fell directly to the ground, vomiting a mouthful of blood.

(End of this chapter)