The headache that has not come for a long time has hit like a mountain and a sea, Huang Doudou has communicated countless times, the woman in red is languishing, there is no vitality at all, the deep groove in her head is grayish and white, and the magic rune is so powerful, I don't know which god drew the talisman for the old lady. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Huang Doudou's whole body was soaked in the green and smelly thick pulp, the pain in her body made her unable to concentrate, in a trance, the old lady held a sarcophagus next to her, took out three incense and lit it, knelt in front of the sarcophagus to burn paper, and shouted over and over again, "Buffalo, go home, buffalo, go home!" ”

The old lady's voice was like a bell of prayer, and she tugged at Huang Doudou's nerves like a cocoon, so startled that Huang Doudou jumped up and bounced out of the wooden box, and wanted to run out of the gap in the grave in horror, but was bounced back by the enchantment, and there was a "buzzing" echo in the air.

"Haha, it's out, the soul is out, it seems that the bastard didn't lie to me, this method can really get the soul of the Lotus Lady out, Buffalo, it's saved now, grandma will change your soul." Grandma Feng took out a handful of black powder from her arms and sprinkled it into the air, and suddenly the soybeans became shiny, and the powder was mixed with a dominant powder.

"Ahh Huang Doudou screamed, but she didn't hear her own voice, and then she saw that her body was still soaked in green pulp, and sure enough, as she said, her soul was out of her body.

Who is the bastard in her mouth? Nether?

Huang Doudou stared at her body and wanted to pounce back, but the figurative talisman on her forehead was aroused by a bright light, pushing her far away.

"Don't be delusional, the talisman drawn by the Nether King is hard to find in the world, he said that the older the age, the better the effect, and he really didn't lie to me. Hey, my buffalo, come back to grandma. After the old lady burned the yellow paper, she pushed the lid of the sarcophagus hard, and Huang Doudou looked over in a panic, and there was a little boy lying in it.

The child in the sarcophagus was like falling asleep, a strong sense of familiarity arose, Huang Doudou couldn't take his eyes off, this is not a pill, but why does her soul feel pain?

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I'll wait for you with time, I won't be old if you don't come!

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The immortals in the fairy world who came and went to the holy water lake to get water, saw the lotus lady sitting under the tree sewing baby clothes, all of them turned their heads and whispered. But these days, the south wind is blowing in this garden, and every word they say blows into her ears without pulling a word.

"I heard that the Lotus Lady went out of the fairy world without permission to have a private meeting with the demon man of the lower heavens, and she will have a big belly."

"Oops, I didn't expect the Lotus Lady who was Bing Qing and Jade to be able to do such a thing. Now he must have been abandoned by the demon man, have any of you seen that man? ”

"That's right! Her belly has been pregnant for a long time, a full three years, the old men of the Nine Heavens said, maybe it is a freak, as long as he is born, he will immediately be thrown into Zhuxiantai. ”

"Oh, don't chew the root of your tongue, hurry up and fetch water and go back, this holy place, how can a disorderly fairy guard it, go, go, don't pollute the holy water of adults."

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Every day, the fairies who fetched water would bring in the rumors from outside the garden, and the Lotus Lady still did not move, sitting in front of the stone wall to make new clothes for the children who were about to be born.

She didn't know how the Nine Heavens calculated the time when the child was born.

On a moonless night, she gradually felt labor pains and was pulled into the prison by the heavenly soldiers in chains. The nine-layer heaven was in the way of face, so he didn't kill her, and sent a little fairy to accompany her to give birth.

The labor pains were like the tumbling clouds of the South Heavenly Gate, and waves of ferocity struck. The child stayed in the womb for too long, and in order to give birth smoothly, she insisted on practicing in the holy water lake every day to enhance her physical strength, but after a day and a night, the child still showed no signs of being born.

At midnight the next day, the little fairy who took care of her next to her was probably annoyed, and she never appeared again after throwing her a bowl of water, and in the gloomy and miserable prison, there was only her scream, and the straw under her body had already been soaked with her sweat, and finally she didn't even have the strength to scream, and lay there with a pale face.

She knew that no one in the fairy world wanted her to live, and the sanctimonious old men preferred to see the tragic scene of her death in childbirth, which should be the ending they were most looking forward to, without being contaminated with cause and effect, and they could protect their faces, thinking that there would be no cracks in the path of cultivation in this way.

The lips were bitten and tattered, the red blood flowed back into the mouth, the lotus lady could feel a trace of sweetness, she had no strength, three days and three nights, if she didn't bring the child to this world, I am afraid that there would be more than one luck, she wanted to replenish her energy, if she drank her own blood to give birth to strength, she was willing.

Time passed little by little in the torment, just when she was about to give up and leave with her unborn child, a clear spring flowed into her dry and burning mouth, sliding down the esophagus into the stomach, and the condition reacted, the lotus lady was reluctant to let the clear spring flow away again, sucking desperately.

"Lady, it's too late for your husband." In a trance, there was a low sigh in her ear, and she tried to open her eyes, and suddenly a pill with a faint fragrance was stuffed into her mouth.

The lotus lady whose candle flame of life has dimmed, after swallowing the pill, the power that has disappeared for a long time slowly returns, she knows that this pill is renewing her life, desperately giving birth to a little doll carved in pink and jade with the last trace of strength.

For a moment of sobriety, the Lotus Lady opened her eyes and looked at the weak little face in the swaddling clothes, and the maternal love in her heart was suddenly stimulated, "His name is Jin Chanzi, and he is our son." ”

A peerless bewitching face slowly appeared in front of him, the lotus lady looked at the man blankly, his voice was trembling, but his eyes were full of pity, his slender white and bony hands gently held her face, and the two warm lips pasted over, "Lady, I will definitely get you back, our son is called Jin Chanzi, I am Silver Soul, your husband." ”

The day she left the fairy world, the nine-layer sky was full of mandala flowers, which were lotus flowers that she had raised in the holy water lake for ten thousand years, and the white petals fell like snowflakes, falling in the eyes of those masters, but it was a piercing pain.

The nine-story sky was turned upside down by the feet of a man in white, and the petals fell on his silver hair, noble and holy. The doll in the crook of his arm slept soundly, unaware that his father and mother, including himself, had been condemned as the son of sin by the Nine Heavens.

She only had half a breath left, and when she was carried to Zhuxiantai, the flying mandala petals circled around her body for a long time, "Let her go, otherwise I don't mind the Nine Layers of Heaven becoming purgatory." ”

Until her body was thrown off Zhuxiantai, the man's heartbroken voice was still echoing in her ears, "I am Gintama, your husband, in this life and this life, I only love you." ”

Gintama! She tried her best to open her eyes, looking for the figure of the man in the illusory and ethereal sight, the endless sadness in the starry black eyes, the peerless independence standing above her, his loneliness, despair, reluctance, complex expression she couldn't see through.

The anger under Zhu Xiantai is the sharpest and most hypocritical knife in the world, the knife takes away her flesh and her blood, but it does not take away her soul. She was carried to the endless void by the raging killing intent.

When she opened her eyes again, the silver-haired man sitting next to her seemed to have calculated the time, "Hurry up, the water temperature is just right, you can take a comfortable bath, and then I will take you to pick flowers." ”

There was such a silver-haired man in the back of her mind, and he said that he had come back to her, but when she saw the man in front of her who kept sending her all kinds of rare things, she was confused again.

"Yu, you said I was your wife, but what about our children?" She had a baby, she remembers, a pink little doll.

Silver-haired, white-robed, and the same peerless face, asked his golden eyes, he looked away, "Tens of thousands of years looking for you in the void hurt your eyes." It's a pity, in her memory, those black eyes were a bright starry sky.

Until one day, he rushed in excitedly, "Lian'er, our child is back!" When the little doll saw her, her black grape-like eyes were full of fear and sorrow.

My son, my mother didn't see your eyes when she left you, and you looked at your mother so pitifully, and my mother was distressed. (To be continued.) )