"Mother, father is very powerful." Minghui writhed in Zitong's arms and sprinkled pride, "One day, my father will turn back into a powerful python demon." I want to be with my father and mother forever, mother, you must let your father choose me. ”

"Huh?" Zitong looked at him puzzled.

There seemed to be a pair of eyes in the center of the white mist looking up at Zitong: "Mother, I can trace the past and foresee the future, I will become a more powerful python demon than my father, guarding the Northern Demon Realm, so my mother must let my father choose me." ”

"What?"

Zitong still didn't understand, but the dream gradually blurred, along with Minghui's voice: "I must let my father choose me, and my mother ......"

Zitong hadn't fully woken up yet, and another string of voices sounded in her ears, a hazy feeling.

Zitong opened her eyes in a daze, and found that Canghai, who was sleeping next to her, was muttering in her sleep, "Be good...... Drank the ginger tea ......"

The sea when talking in his dreams is the most harmless sea, Zitong closed his eyes and continued to sleep.

Suddenly, his tone changed abruptly, hurried and excited: "Rose...... Rose...... Don't leave me......"

Zitong was excited, sleepless, and opened his eyes to look at him.

I saw that his face was sallow, his forehead was covered with sweat, and his hair was covered with sweat on his face one by one. The lips are like the sun-kissed earth, curled up with pieces of dead skin. The breath was puffing, and the breath was as hot as fire.

"Boss......" shouted softly.

He didn't answer Zitong, his brows tightened more and more, and his teeth clenched: "My rose...... They...... Kill My Rose...... Rose ......"

"Boss ......" Seeing that he was in a nightmare, Zitong stretched out his hand to shake him awake. The palm of his hand touched his shoulder, and he felt something strange, and hurriedly pulled his collar open, his mind went blank, and then his heart was pinched, and he was out of breath.

His shoulders were covered with a thick bandage, white but discolored by yellow pus and brown blood. Remembering the white clothes that were stained red with blood when he blocked the thunder for me that day, was it the injury he suffered at that time? It's already infected.

Zi Tong reached out and tested the temperature on his forehead, it was as hot as a stove, he was feverish.

Boss he ...... It's flesh and blood......

"The owner...... ...... owner"

Zitong wanted to wake him up, but he didn't react, and kept muttering: "Rose...... Rose...... Rose ......"

Zitong hurriedly ripped off the bandages wrapped around his hands and got out of bed to rummage through his medical bag.

Cutting his bandages was shocking, and it made people gasp. The left shoulder was fine, but the right shoulder could not find a good piece of flesh, and the yellow pus was flowing straight down. There was a significant depression on the shoulder, and I don't know if the bone was broken.

Zi Tong trembled and poured alcohol to rinse, but the pus had just been washed away, and the blood flowed out, and the bright red color pierced people's feet.

Zitong was scrambling to deal with it, he opened his eyes, and his eyes were covered with bloodshot from a high fever, and they were red.

"Do what?" His voice had changed its tone hoarsely.

"Clean your wounds, you're in a fever."

He reluctantly tugged at the corners of his mouth: "The bone is not broken, and a piece of flesh is scraped off." You're clumsy, and you're hurting me. He raised his hand to wipe away the tears on Zitong's face.

Zitong found out that she was crying, and while rinsing, she sobbed: "Just get it, just cry, I'm angry with you." Don't move. ”

"This body is Liu Qing's, don't worry. However, if she dies, she will not be able to find another body to possess for a while, which is very troublesome. ”

"Then you are still alive, we have enough people to toss, don't provoke others."

He blinked vigorously, and his breathing was as rough as a broken gong: "Listen to you, I'll do my best." ”

There are no sutures, covering it with a bandage will suppurate again, and after cleaning it, the wound can only be left to dry like this, Zitong picked up the syringe and wanted to inject him to reduce inflammation.

He raised his hand and pressed the back of Zitong's hand: "The war is in chaos, penicillin is very precious, you unconscious child is always injured, keep it." ”

Zi Tong pulled his hand away and pulled his belt: "Objection is invalid." ”

"Watch your hands, don't try hard, stupid." He refused, but raised his waist to let Zitong move.

After the injection, he coughed and advised: "Stay in the house and don't run around, wait for the person who answers." After saying that, he gradually fell into a coma.

Zitong looked out through the window lattice, and only saw the chaos that was so black that it couldn't be dissolved, and she couldn't even see the shadow of the tree. There was no sound except for the sound of the rain. The tung oil lamp on the table, like a bean, swayed from side to side, gurgling black smoke upwards, and occasionally bursting out a little sparkling.

She wanted to see where Mingyue was, and she couldn't rest assured that she was seriously ill. Thinking that Mingyue is a demon corpse, she should not encounter danger, and she has the advice of the sea. Patiently sat on the edge of the bed and wiped the sweat of Canghai.

Sitting and sitting, suddenly Canghai's mouth moved, and when he turned his ears to listen, he muttered softly: "Cold...... Cold ......"

Zitong touched the quilt and it was really thin, so he hurriedly put a few changes of clothes on him and went out to find the quilt.

She opened the door, but there wasn't even a light in the hallway, and she couldn't see her fingers. Fortunately, there was a faint sound of speech coming from the direction of the hall, mixed with the sound of staggering. Thinking that the proprietress might be in the hall, Zitong walked towards the hall in small steps.

It didn't take long for a light to appear in front of me. There were two tables of people sitting in the hall, one table was a few porters, and the other table was Mr. Qin's family. They are eating charcoal hot pot around two tables, the soup in the copper pot is gurgling and tumbling, and the big fish head is lying in the middle of the white bean curd steaming, and the green onion is floating on it, and the mouth is full of hunger.

Seeing Zitong, Mr. Qin beckoned: "Mrs. Ming, you have also moved in, and I said that I will look for you later." While saying kind words, he used chopsticks to pick up the fish. Before the fish had time to be put into the bowl, he stuffed it directly into his mouth, then chewed it, and said to Zitong with his hot red mouth, "This fish head hot pot is so fresh, Mrs. Ming, sit down and taste it." ”

The old mother next to her ignored Zitong, just took the fish and meat to eat, staring at the pot while eating, eager to stick her head into the pot.

Only Mrs. Qin covered her nose and looked aggrieved: "I'm so hungry like this bear, why do I vomit when I eat it." ”

"Hehe...... Mr. Qin laughed as he ate, "This is called no mouth." ”

"Where's the hostess?" Zitong asked.

Mrs. Qin was stunned: "Mrs. Ming, can you speak?" ”

Zitong didn't want to explain more, only said that she had a throat problem.

Then he said, "The quilt in the room is thin, and I asked the proprietress for a bed." ”

"Over there, I'll take you." Mrs. Qin stood up with her waist and swallowed her saliva, "Save yourself from being able to eat things and suffer from living crimes." ”

Zitong thanked her and helped each other into another corridor. The corridor is also very dark, except for a tung oil lamp lit on the wall at the corner. Turning the corner, I walked straight ahead for a while and saw a door that was hidden behind me. The lights were lit up, and a faint sour smell of hot water wafted out of the door, and the smell made me sick for a while.

Others are muttering: "He is a human body, why is he still eating and drinking?" The guy in the store said, "If you don't take a risk, you can take a bite and climb to bliss." ”

"Okay, you go, stomp your feet and go up in smoke." The hostess replied.

Zitong thought that this might be the kitchen, and the proprietress was cleaning up the fish. While pondering, she walked over and wanted to push the door, but as soon as her hand touched the door panel, her eyes glanced in, and this look made her feel a thrill all over her body.

In the room, the proprietress and the guy in the store had their backs to Zitong, squatting by the wooden basin to clean up things, just like cleaning up chickens, ducks and fish.

But through the diffuse steam, Zitong saw that the things they were packing up were heads.

Head.

A human head, male and female, old and young, is all complete. Some eyes were closed, some eyes were slightly open, and their skin was slightly red after being soaked in hot water, and the strange slightly sour smell of meat came out of it, which stimulated Zitong's stomach to churn.

Zi Tong stretched out her hand to cover Mrs. Qin's mouth that was open in horror, and was about to turn around, when she suddenly saw Mingyue lying straight in the corner, with some messy hair and broken skin on her body. Worried that they would not be good for Mingyue, Zi Tong forced herself to continue looking inside, wanting to see what those people wanted to do.

I saw that the proprietress and the guy were doing it quickly, tearing off the hair, eyebrows, and mustache on the head one by one. Then he rolled the hair of the human head into the water, and when he took it out, the human head became white, like a big white radish.

With a flick of his hand, he threw the "white radish" and fell into another wooden basin, and the human head turned into a chubby fish head in the blink of an eye.

"This battle will last another ten years," the proprietress picked up the floating hair in the basin and threw it on Mingyue not far away, "More than 500 fish heads are stewed in three days." ”

Zi Tong looked at her slender back, and only felt a tingling sensation on the top of her head.

"50,000 fish heads are not as good as a mouthful of fairy meat." The guy also picked up a handful of hair and threw it on Mingyue, "This thing can't be eaten or chopped, and it deserves to be called a big demon." ”

Standing up, the proprietress twisted her waist: "It's not that there is no way." will rely on our inn, which means that the person is not lightly injured, and he is also a burden. Eat something first and try your luck. ”

Zitong didn't dare to look any further. Turning around, Mrs. Qin, who was holding her legs straight, moved towards the hall, her mind was as messy as a ball.

As soon as he turned the corner, the wooden door behind him creaked, and a sound of footsteps came up.

Quickening his pace and running into the hall, Zitong breathed heavily.

The two copper pots were still gurgling, and where the fish heads were boiling in the center of the pot, it was clearly two heads. The skin had been boiled off, the eyes were four black holes, and the flesh on the face was mutilated, stained with white crushed beans.

The diners were all lying on the table, seemingly unconscious.

Zi Tong wanted to speed up her steps and run back to her room, but Mrs. Qin's eyes widened next to her, and her whole body was as stiff as wood. I don't know if I was stupid or crazy, and I couldn't drag a step. Hearing the footsteps behind him getting closer and closer, Zi Tong pushed Mrs. Qin behind the swarthy wine barrel behind the counter, and shrank into it herself.

Then the proprietress and the man entered the hall.

Zi Tong only felt that the sweat on her forehead gushed out, and she tightly covered Mrs. Qin's mouth without saying a word.

Walking up to the group of porters, the proprietress reached out and pressed the back of one of them on the neck, and said to the man with a smile: "The bones are all melted, it must be delicious." After saying that, a long translucent tube with the thickness of a big finger and a thumb suddenly stretched out of her mouth, □□ straight to the man's neck, and then a stream of red, red, yellow and yellow stuff poured down the tube into her throat.

Seeing that the victim's body deflated, it didn't take long for it to deflate into a skin, like a milk bag that had been sucked up, and only the head was left on the table.

"Fairy meat is more delicious." The guy muttered, and a tube came out of his mouth and plunged into the other man's neck.

I didn't dare to move, I didn't dare to breathe, and I watched the proprietress and the guy suck seven or eight people, and walked up to Mr. Qin and the old mother. At this time, the people around him suddenly stood up, raised the barrel and rushed out.

By the time Zitong realized that something was wrong, it was too late. Madame Qin roared loudly: "Dead monsters are not allowed to touch my husband!" He rushed to the table with a barrel in high and threw it at the head of the proprietress and the ladies in a frightening manner.

Taking advantage of this effort, Mrs. Qin carried Mr. Qin on her shoulders and ran away.

I don't know where the strength came from, Zitong jumped up and smashed a wine jar on the guy, I don't know if it hit anyone. I couldn't care so much, so I pulled my legs and ran after Mrs. Qin. It didn't take long for him to get dizzy and turn back to his room.

At this time, a small and broken sound sounded not far away.

Zi Tong hurriedly opened the door and beckoned Mrs. Qin in front: "This way." ”

Madam Qin stopped her feet suddenly, turned her head and rushed into the room with Zitong.

Locked the door, quickly ran to the side of the bed and shook the sea: "Boss! Monster! ”

"Hmm......" Canghai's body was soaked in sweat, and his face was sallow. Didn't wake up, just frowned in pain.

Whew......

There was the sound of claws scratching the door on the door panel.

"He didn't know it, a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity." Outside the door there is a humane, beaming tone, it's man.

"Providence." The voice of the proprietress was also full of joy.

Panicking all of a sudden, Zitong forced himself to scan the surroundings with the calmest gaze and saw the saber "Muramasa" in the sea.

She rushed over and grabbed the heavy knife and pulled it out, the blade came out of its sheath, and a pressing chill suddenly dispersed, and she couldn't help but shiver.

He heard two terrible screams outside the door, like the sound of a wild beast when it was wounded. Then the small fragments of the sound faded away quickly, and at last there was no more noise.

Sticking the scabbard into the deadbolt, Zi Tong sat on the edge of the bed with the knife in his grip and rested. With the evil aura of this demon knife guarding, those two monsters should not dare to come in.

Seeing that the danger had temporarily receded, Mrs. Qin put Mr. Qin on the ground, sat on the ground and cried loudly: "Oh, I'm dripping the sky...... The ...... of the house Wake up......"

Mr. Qin was lying beside her, and he didn't look unusual from the outside, but as soon as Mrs. Qin pushed, his body flicked weirdly, like a hot water bottle filled with water.

Mrs. Qin is five months pregnant, and when she saw that Mr. Qin was in trouble just now, she was able to carry Mr. Qin, a big fat man, with a big belly. Zitong was full of admiration for her and comforted: "Mrs. Qin, please mourn, the ground is cold, you get up first, the child is important." ”

"What a festival!" Crying red eyes glanced at Zitong hatefully, "My husband is still angry, don't curse him." ”

Hearing her say this, Zi Tong walked over, squatted down and pointed to Mr. Qin's nose to test it, and sure enough, he was still angry. I had the courage to pinch his palm, which was soft and fluffy, as if there were no bones.

Could it be that those people were still angry when they were sucked just now, and the bones of their bodies were melted, and their bodies were sucked dry alive, what was it like? Thinking of this, the cold hairs all over his body stood up, and he hurriedly returned to the bedside to hold Canghai's hand, praying that Canghai would come soon. (To be continued.) )