"By the way, Aunt Li, what about your husband, I only heard that you still have two daughters in Yangshi, what about your husband?"

Hearing Li Xueqin mention his own affairs, Liang Shan asked the doubts in his heart.

"Don't mention that bastard, I'm mad when I mention it. I set him to be a baby kiss, no feelings, in the early years he didn't study well, went out with his fellow villagers to engage in drugs, and finally resisted arrest and was killed by the police, earlier than I left..."

Li Xueqin didn't seem to want to think of this past trip, so she didn't say anything halfway through the conversation, and she didn't even want to mention the other party's name. When I looked up again, my eyes were full of mist.

Liang Shan also felt a little empathy, and heard that Li Xueqin died of leukemia. To a large extent, this disease is caused by malnutrition and damage to the kidneys. Thinking about it, I also know how much she has suffered to raise her two daughters alone, and she naturally hates the husband who started it.

"Aunt Li, do you still have any wishes•••••

"Shhhh ”

It seemed that Liang Shan was a little noisy, Li Xueqin muttered softly. Then he moved the head of Zhen to Liang Shan's arms. Liang Shan instinctively felt that something was wrong, but after thinking about it, this might be the last time in Aunt Li's life, so he should try to follow her as much as possible. However, it is not good to focus on Li Xueqin.

He raised his head, and the mountain peaks in the distance were undulating, and the setting sun had draped the emerald green mountains in a pink gauze robe, which was a bit charming. Just as he was paying attention to the distant scenery, there was a sudden sound of clothes rubbing against his ears, and he looked down in shock, but what came into his eyes was a dazzling snow-white ••••••

Two days later, Liang Shan came out of the Yin Division, and he looked back at the hall behind him, and a hint of melancholy flashed in his eyes. Different from Uncle Lin's silence, Li Xueqin was lively like a girl along the way, like a little girl traveling with her parents, chattering in Liang Shan's ear non-stop. It wasn't until she left that she asked Liang Shan to have the opportunity to take care of her children.

Liang Shan retracted his gaze and looked at the two notes in his hand, on which were the addresses of their children left by Uncle Lin and Aunt Li. As the saying goes, the grace of a drop of water should be reciprocated by a spring, not to mention that he is an immortal. Liang Shan secretly made a vow in his heart that he would definitely help their children when he had the opportunity.

After the matter here was over, Liang Shan had no worries in the underworld, and he thought that it was time to exchange for the holy fetus. Ordinary people have wandering spirits and ghosts in their bodies, which are commonly known as yin spirits and seven spirits, but there are no ghosts in the holy womb. The ghosts are easy to rejoice, and the ghosts are irritable. Mortals think that joy, anger, sorrow and happiness are psychological phenomena, but in the eyes of cultivators like Liang Shan, these are essentially physiological phenomena.

Parents with children know that children are not funny within 49 days of birth. All because it takes 7749 days for the ghost to be formed at this time, and there is no difference between crying and laughing if the ghost is not completed. Mortal cultivation is mainly based on soul refining and soul control, but Liang Shan's freak does the opposite. The yin soul awakened the primordial spirit before it went, and the ghost disappeared before the god was refined. For thousands of years, there has only been this one outlier.

Liang Shan's current situation is a little weird, although his cultivation is extremely high, and the Yuan Shen has manifested. But because it was a wild road, the ghost was still there. The dominant consciousness is still the consciousness of the gods, who are regarded as the first of all evils in the two schools of Taoism and Buddhism. But there are no ghosts in the holy womb that will be possessed.

stayed alone for two nights in the courtyard left by Uncle Lin, and went to Huairen City to meet Zhu Shuzhen. After reviewing the bits and pieces of this time, Liang Shan finally decided to reincarnate as a human being.

Because he didn't know how much movement would be caused by the fusion of the Holy Fetus, in order to hide people's eyes, Liang Shan chose Longhua Mountain in the southwest suburbs as the venue for his fusion of the Holy Fetus. What's more, because the Holy Fetus and the Yuan Shen are the most yang things, it is taboo to approach the yin object when they are fused, so Liang Shan instructed Chen Zheng and others to guard at the foot of the mountain to prevent all lonely souls and spirits from approaching

The child is the time when the aura of heaven and earth is the strongest, and it is also the time when yin and yang are sympathetic. Liang Shan sat on the ground in a cave in the shade of Longhua Mountain. At this time, it was raining heavily outside, listening to the ticking sound of the raindrops, Liang Shan's mind was calm, and the immortal body turned into a streamer and escaped into the Haotian world. As Haotian's majestic voice of "Holy Fetus Appearing" sounded, a shining male body appeared in the sky.

Liang Shan looked up and saw that this holy fetus was tall and extraordinary. On the firm chest, the muscles are streamlined, making it appear strong but not bloated. The appearance carved by the knife and axe is eight points similar to Liang Shan's before his death, but there are changes in his eyebrows and eyes, and he is even more tough and handsome than before.

Liang Shan was known as the school grass when he went to school, and the improved appearance of this holy fetus can be imagined. Just when Liang Shan was satisfied with his new body, he suddenly felt that his mind had become blurred, and his consciousness seemed to be stripped away from his body in the air

Perhaps it was the will of God, at the moment when Liang Shan's consciousness disappeared, the four men drove a pair of crying young men into the cave while scolding and shouting.

"Cry what are you crying, cry again, Lao Tzu will kill you. ”

The one who spoke was a bald head, who looked to be twenty-seven or eighteen years old. A scar on his face stretched from behind his ear to his chin. With his heavy drinking, he was beating on his face like a centipede, and Shen was terrifying.

As soon as his words fell, the man who was sobbing on the other side stopped crying instantly, but looked at him with frightened and inexplicable eyes. And the woman was suffocated at first, and then she seemed to be scared stupid, and tears couldn't stop flowing, but she only dared to hold her breath and didn't dare to make a loud sound, and for a while the choked sound sounded like a leaky sandbag.

"Damn, dare to cry. ”

The bald head was a violent temper, and he couldn't stand it when he heard the woman sobbing all the time, so he gasped out of the man in front of him, and pulled out his gun to aim at the girl in the back.

"Second brother, you really don't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, such a beautiful girl can do it. ”

But the thin man at the end of the line stopped the bald head when he saw this, and then took the woman in his arms. While reaching out and groping on the girl's delicate body, he pretended to persuade gently.