I looked at them blankly, only to feel a chill in the back of my heart, but my head was still hot, and the fever was so bad that my consciousness was a little blurred.

"Who are you?" I subconsciously said, looking at them puzzled, in my memory, I didn't seem to have killed anyone.

But those people didn't speak, they just surrounded me in the middle, and seeing that the encirclement was getting smaller and smaller, the sense of oppression pressed down on me and made people breathless.

I wanted to raise my hand, but I felt that it was strange, like a dream, but it was not a dream. What about Ling'er? Where did Ling'er go?

I whispered Ling'er's name, and the voice was transmitted very clearly, but it echoed in the room, and the murals on the wall, as if they had become the best soundproofing, bounced and refused to disperse for a long time.

I can't understand more and more, is this entering another dimension? It's still Su Han's dream within a dream, why is the General Administration uneasy.

We were in such a stalemate, and after a while, a man on the other side suddenly cried, she stood in the dense crowd, she seemed so insignificant, and even half of her face was blocked by the person in front of her, but the voice came to my ears very clearly.

It's very regular and rhythmic, and I've never seen a man cry so softly, which makes people feel anxious, and I instinctively feel that there must be something strange in it. As if they were infected, the other ghosts began to grin and cry.

but they only hear their voices, and do not see their tears.

I wondered, I didn't understand what these ghosts were doing, I didn't know them, and I didn't want to hear them cry.

I was about to take a good look at the cause of their death with my golden eyes, when suddenly a strange sound sounded in my ears, I couldn't figure out what the sound was, but I felt my head sink more and more.

It's like being stuffed into lumps of cotton, and it's a dilemma for no reason.

So, I fell asleep in the midst of a group of ghosts.

When I opened my eyes again, those ghosts had disappeared, and at this time, Chenguang had quietly climbed up the window, and reddish burrowed into the room, making this already colorful room more and more vivid.

I stared at the velvet quilt on my body in a daze, and I felt as if I had entered a fairy tale, oh no, it was an oil painting, and invisibly, someone was manipulating us.

When I was thinking about it, the door was pushed open, and the long-lost air smoothness made me subconsciously sit up straight. Sucking is rare and clear.

Ling'er's figure suddenly appeared, carrying a bag in his hand, like a thief, probing his brain to look around the neighborhood before he walked in.

"Mother." He called me, and instead of sitting down, he wandered around the room, as if looking for something, and after a dozen turns, he finally stood in front of me with a few charms.

"What is this?"

I stared at the ghostly yellow rune paper, which looked like it had been burned, emitting black smoke, but strangely there was no trace of the ghost's claws.

"Well, I'm afraid you won't be able to sleep, so I specially pasted some rune paper for you, but I didn't expect it to come in handy."

"You mean someone has been here?"

The young man nodded, and his fingertips conjured black flames to burn all the strips of cloth, and then he spoke: "It's not a human, it's a group of ghosts, my mother should have seen it." ”

"I thought it was a dream." I moved my lips, I wanted to lift the quilt to get up, I touched the wetness in my hand, the seemingly thin cup turned out to be full of water, and what was even more embarrassing was that Ling'er reached out and picked up the cup, pinched it gently, and the yellow water slowly flowed down the corner.

Fortunately, there is no strange smell, otherwise I would have chosen to dig a pit and bury myself now, and I would have to erect an anonymous tombstone.

"Shangshu: Born in sorrow, died in shameless."

Well, that's it. Suddenly, I had already thought of the memorial text on the tombstone, and the expression on the face of Ling'er at my hand became more and more strange.

Suddenly, it touched my head, and the cold little hand had a hint of refreshing coolness, which made me want to get close for no reason.

Subconsciously leaned his head forward a little more, feeling the comfortable coolness spread from his forehead.

"Mother, go take a bath, you look like this..."

Ling'er said helplessly, and burned the cup that I had just covered with two hands. That's right, it's such a slap in the face, and it burned my face directly!

"I'll take a bath, you don't need to be so exaggerated, I don't have any infectious disease!"

As soon as Ling'er's hand was taken away, the coldness left me, and the burning sensation in my head returned, and I leaned on the bed, watching the young man work hard, throwing away most of the things in my room.

"Hmm, what's wrong?"

"Mother, didn't I say, can't you smell how bad your quilt is? Really, the son is not ugly, I know you have a fever and sweat, but this is too exaggerated! "The boy opened the window and let the wind in, and the sun hit my face with a hint of dryness.

I began to sweat again, obviously the thermometer in this room is only in his early 20s, and I only wear pajamas should be the right temperature, but now I have the illusion that I am going to evaporate from the world.

In the huge room, a natural steamer wrapped me in it, and the sunlight wafting from the outside was as if firewood had just been added to the steamer, and from time to time someone was increasing the firepower.

It's just that I didn't smell the slightest smell, everything was as usual, could it be that I had a delusion again?

"No, it smells bad!" I twitched my nose and raised my arm to sniff.

It's only been a long time, and there is no response.

Ling'er seemed to want to vomit, but Ka looked at my confused face and was suddenly stunned, walked over quickly, and directly pulled up my sleeve, and soon, the slender eyebrows were intertwined, and the sad face made the handsome face wrinkled.

"What's wrong?" I looked at him suspiciously, but didn't notice anything out of the ordinary.

The boy let go of my wrist and pinched my ears again, and the silver needles in his hands were rampant, I don't want to pierce them! looked at him with teary eyes, although he knew that silver needles cured diseases, but this was too ruthless!

After a while, he took out two black pills from his arms, which were bigger than my thumb, and they didn't look very tasty.

I was about to reach out to take it, but he rubbed the ball and put it on the tip of my nose.

"Take a suck!" The boy said solemnly.

I was stunned for a moment, understanding incompetence, is this kid stupid? When did the medicine smell when it was used! And I have a fever, and my nose is fine, unobstructed.

"Don't be stunned!" The young man said angrily.

I looked at him in a daze, stopped talking, and went straight up, twitching my nose carefully, but this thing didn't smell either.

"What does it smell like?"

"It's boring?"

"Really?"

"Nonsense, what am I lying to you for! Are you reliable or not, why did you prick me with so many needles, I don't see it at all! And pregnant..."

"That's right! It's pregnant! I understand! The boy slammed his head and took a few steps back, but I was startled, and the eyes that looked at him were more and more intertwined with scrutiny.

"What do you understand again, can we be normal?" As a very conscious patient, I whispered. I'm afraid that this little brother will be unhappy again.

"You're not normal!" The boy snorted angrily and patted me on the head.

Then with a flick of his hand, all kinds of soundproof formations and charms appeared, and those who didn't know thought he was opening a formation exhibition.

"Then you are..."Alas, the bear child is getting more and more difficult to manage when he gets older, look at this attitude! Bad review!

I rolled my eyes, not having a good breath.

Just now, I was still disgusted with me for being dirty and asked me to take a shower, but this will start to be crooked again, as if what I do is my fault.

"Tell me first, do you want this kid?"

"What?" I stared at him with wide eyes, looked at him in disbelief, and subconsciously stretched out my hand to block my stomach: "Gu Ling, aren't you, shouldn't you have been infected by Su Han, are you going to do something to your unborn brother or sister!" ”

"Ahh The boy gave me a disdainful look, and uncontrollably threw the two balls into the water cup beside him, and the transparent pure water immediately changed color, becoming a mess of coffee-colored sticky things, like mud dug out of the ground.

"Then what do you ask me for?" I was nervous and couldn't help but start thinking, "Is there something wrong?" Is it sick? But I haven't eaten anything bad lately, or I've been irradiated! ”

"The child is healthy." The young man pursed his lips and said after a while.

"Then why are you so serious!"

"I'm serious because I feel he's special, even more special than me!"

"What!"

"You explain to me what it means to be special!"

Ling'er glanced at me complicatedly, and carefully checked the formation she had just made, and confirmed that there was no problem a few times, and then said.

"It's literal, although I don't know why! But it also seems to have a very powerful special power, and that special power makes me feel a little palpitations and feel very dangerous. ”

"Is that an exaggeration?" I muttered.

"No, it's more exaggerated than that, haven't you even noticed that you don't have a sense of smell anymore?"

"Is it because I'm pregnant?" I was shocked, but I was quickly relieved, thinking that back then, when I was pregnant with him and Xiaoxue, I was in a similar state when I was pregnant with him, and I was constantly extracting my vitality by Ling'er, and now it's just a sense of smell, but it's still within the range I can bear.

"Yes, and this is just the beginning, no one knows what will happen later, and importantly, I have a hunch that his birth will be long."

"How long?"

The joy that arose was finally extinguished by these words.

It's not that I feel troubled with my stomach, but it's just that the final date is only more than 3 years away, and if this child is like Nezha, then it means that if I die, he will accompany me before he has time to see the world.

"It's too long you can't imagine."

"Nezha?" I asked cautiously, my heart already beating a drum.

"That's the fastest."

"The slowest!"

"Ten years or more!"

"Can't you advance? Can I have a C-section or something? I whispered.

"No, you'll all die in advance, although I don't know why."

"Are we all going to die?" I subconsciously touched my stomach, and suddenly felt that this little guy's life was quite pitiful, and he would die if I died. He is dead, I am going to die, Ling'er will die.

It's...

"That's why I'm just asking you now, whether you want to keep it, I can clearly feel that his strength is not very strong now, I can help you take the child away, but I also respect your choice."

"What do you mean?" My voice trembled.

"It's a miscarriage..."

As he spoke, the young man raised his hand and pointed to the bowl of black decoction next to him, and looked at me silently.

I...