Lu Luo went to see Bai Xi's house, and when he came back, he felt a little strange in his heart.

This is mostly a matter of pity.

Lu Luo also felt that he was ridiculous, that was Ning Mogu, he was a warlock who was close to a god, what qualifications did he have to pity him?

The emotions were affected, and Lu Luo dreamed again that night.

She dreamed that she had vomited, and it was vaguely the night after that pork dumpling.

She thought it was the meat that was broken.

"What's wrong, Luoluo?" Ning Mogu's voice was full of nervousness, he picked her up in distress and wanted to take her to the doctor.

In the middle of the night, the grassland was covered with snow, and there was no end of it.

The slaves at the gateway of the Ningmo Valley were set up in bullock carts, which had no roof and thick blankets, but they were cold.

"It's okay, I'll take you to the doctor." Ning Mogu wrapped Luo Luo tightly with a large coat.

The cashmere lining was warm and soft, and Lu Luo was trapped in it, snuggling him tightly, and there was no chill in his heart, nor was he afraid.

There were no landmarks, and it was snowing all over the ground, and the grassland couldn't see the road clearly, and Lu Luo soon lost his direction in his arms.

The ox cart is still very clearly going in one direction.

Later, when they arrived at the doctor's felt bag, Ning Mogu gently hugged her.

After the doctor diagnosed, he told Ning Mogu that Lu Luo couldn't understand what he said.

Ning Mogu was overjoyed, his face was full of smiles, and his smile was extraordinarily bright.

His eyebrows fluttered and he said something to the doctor, and Lu Luo heard "two sheep".

He was going to send two sheep to the doctor.

Ningmo Valley's words. Lu Luo can occasionally understand a few words, his accent is still different from the locals, he also taught Lu Luo to speak Mongolian, but Lu Luo can't learn it.

There are many sheep in Ningmo Valley, and there are also gate slaves, he is very rich on the grassland, and even the leader is respectful to him.

When he is pleased, he will reward others with a few sheep.

"What's wrong?" Luoluo asked blankly.

Ning Mogu turned around at this time, he kissed the back of her hand, and whispered to her, "It's Ximai." Fall. ”

Luo Luo came back to his senses. There was a stirring in his heart, and a warm current flowed down the back of the hand he had kissed, into his heart, and then spread all over his limbs.

The corners of her lips couldn't help but turn up. Joy spilled over from the brow.

"Senior brother" Luoluo wanted to say something. But last night's dumplings haven't been spit out yet. She bent down again and exhaled vigorously.

The doctor brought water to rinse her mouth.

Both of them were happy, and as the days passed, they looked forward to it more and more.

Four or five months passed. Luoluo's belly is big. Later, Luoluo was unhappy, and she was sad all day long.

She even cried behind her back, she cried and called her brother.

Lu Luo thought that it was Ning Mogu who left her. But soon, Ning Mogu returned, and Luoluo put away his sadness and forced a smile.

She cried strangely.

In the dream, I don't know what happened, I walked a long way in an ox cart, and it seemed that I went from one tribe to another.

She came to a felt bag.

The felt bag is very broken, and you can smell the strong odor from a distance. The smell was so strong that it made her want to throw up.

She hesitated before she got into the felt bag.

The felt bag was full of strange smells, piled up with a lot of messy things, and packed to the brim.

Luoluo covered his mouth and nose with his sleeve, and it took a while to get used to it.

An oily shaman, with a mess of dyes on his face, could tell that he was not young, and his hands were trembling.

"How are you going to get my revenge?" Luoluo asked the shaman, "Why do you want to help me again?" ”

"Brother Ningmogu, they were all my son's gateway slaves. They killed him and salted him, which is the greatest disrespect to a shaman.

Now, their brothers are killing each other, my brother is dead, only Ning Mogu is left, of course I want to kill him. However, his magic is so good that I can't get close to him, only you. The old shaman's voice was weak, with a little trembling, and he said to Lu Luo.

"I can't kill him." Tears flowed, "I hate him to death, he killed my husband, also"

Her hand rested on her already bulging lower abdomen, and all thoughts were lost.

She hated Ning Mogu, even the children in her womb, she hated them.

"Silly boy, of course you can't kill him, but you're not alone now." The old shaman pointed to his falling belly.

I was puzzled.

"Kid!" The old shaman said mysteriously and strangely.

Luoluo shook his head: "When the child grows up, it will take at least ten years, it's too late, I can't wait that long, I must avenge my husband!" ”

The old shaman smiled.

His laughter, weak and short, squeaked, like stepping on an old plank.

"No one who is alive can kill Ningmo Valley. But there is something heavier in this world than his smugness--" The old shaman's cloudy eyes, hidden behind the oily paint, glowed with an irrepressible essence.

"What?" Luoluo's heart trembled.

"Dead Baby!" The old shaman's voice was lowered, as if he was sighing in a tomb, with a strange and deathly aura, "The dead baby who has not yet seen the light of day has been concocted into a powerful ghost, and it is the heaviest qi"

Lu Luo woke up suddenly, and she sat up in shock.

She was drenched in sweat.

It was already morning light, the thin light came in through the window, and Lu Luo's eyes only saw the familiar top of the tent for a long time, embroidered with tangled peonies, and the flowers bloomed one by one in the gloom.

She was covered in sweat and her hair was soaked with sweat.

Lu Luo couldn't sleep anymore, as soon as she closed her eyes, her eyes were full of terror.

She went down to the ground to pour water to drink, and Biyun, the maid on duty at night, slept peacefully on the couch next to her, and Lu Luo tried not to disturb her.

She stood in front of the window lattice with a teacup, unable to calm the panic in her heart for a long time.

"She's pregnant, pregnancy has changed her own magnetic field, she remembers the past that was erased by Ning Mo Valley" Lu Luo slowly drank his saliva.

Lu Luo has never been a mother, but she can empathize with that girl's happiness.

Undoubtedly, she must have used her own child to make a trick and wanted to kill Ning Mogu.

He didn't kill it, but he angered Ning Mogu, and he killed him instead.

Lu Luo's temples jumped vigorously, and the pain made her head twitch.

What a tragic memory.

"That's not me, it's nothing to do with me!" Lu Luo told himself, "I won't do such a brainless thing, I'm a Xuannu"

She struggled to convince herself to get out of the painful emotion.

Lu Luo still can't believe why she was so weak and brainless in her previous life.

At breakfast, Lu Luo was so preoccupied that she couldn't eat half a mouthful.

What she couldn't let go of in her heart was whether Luoluo had made a deal with the shaman.

Did she really make her own child a dead baby?

Lu Luo still couldn't believe it.

Lu Luo's head began to hurt, and the pain was cracking.

At this time, the maid on the second door came in to tell that the people of the Fu family were coming.

The people who came were Mrs. Fu and Fu Meiqing.

"Sister Lu, our pond has been filled, my father invites you." Fu Meiqing said with a smile

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