The girl's words brought the memory of the old lady Bai back to fifteen years ago.

It was one of the most terrifying memories of Old Taijun Bai's life.

After the death of her husband and son, Mrs. Bai no longer believed in the gods, and she was completely disappointed in her own unfairness to God. Just single-mindedly raising grandchildren.

It was the night that everyone in the house was most excited about. The eldest grandson Zhu Hao's wife was pregnant for a full month, and the child was about to be born for a whole day.

It was late at night, but Mrs. Bai was still anxiously staying outside the delivery room, listening to the movement of the façade anxiously, her grandson was not at home because of business, this was Mrs. Bai's first great-grandson in the real sense, and it was also the hope of the entire British government.

All the subordinates knelt under the eaves and chanted the Buddha, and the buzzing voices were endless.

Time passed little by little, and suddenly there was a baby's loud cry in the house, and the white old lady's cloudy old eyes lit up, and her wrinkled face showed a smile, and before the smile reached the corner of her eyes, the screams of the midwife suddenly came from the house!

"What the hell!"

As soon as the words fell, the closed door of the delivery room was slammed open, and the bloody breath came to her face, and the midwife with her hands covered with blood rushed out of it, her face full of horror.

The already tense air in the entire courtyard was instantly pushed to the brink of collapse, and all the servants panicked, overwhelmed by the sudden intrusion.

Mrs. Bai was shocked, her hand on crutches tightened, she settled down, and walked into the delivery room step by step.

She didn't believe that God would be so unfair to her, taking away her husband, her son, and now her great-grandson.

But Heaven seems to take pleasure in torturing her.

Mrs. Bai will step into the delivery room, and when she falls down, there is a sticky touch under her feet, and when she looks down, her pupils shrink.

Blood, a lot of blood, dripped from the bed like water, and flowed into a scarlet stream on the ground, winding like a snake from the front, like life, flowing to the feet of the white old lady.

Mrs. Bai closed her eyes, knowing that her granddaughter-in-law would not be able to keep it.

No woman could survive such a massive blood collapse.

And when she opened her eyes again and looked in the direction of her granddaughter-in-law, she saw a hideous and terrifying black baby lying between the pools of blood.

Old Lady Bai's wrinkled face suddenly left tears.

How far does God want to torture this family?

Hemorrhage, ugly as a ghost, the British Gong Zhu, who had been passed down for three generations, was passed on to the fourth generation, and actually gave birth to a ghost fetus.

In folklore, only the family whose ancestors are full of evil will be punished and give birth to such a taboo baby.

The granddaughter-in-law on the bed let out a faint moan, and Mrs. Bai looked at it fixedly, only to find that there was actually a black fetus wrestling between her granddaughter-in-law's legs!

This ghost fetus is actually a twin.

Another ghost fetus came out of the ground, although it looked terrifying, but its cry was unusually loud.

"Oh my God!" Mrs. Chen came in behind Mrs. Bai and saw the scene in the house, and she trembled with fright.

The baby's cry and Mrs. Chen's exclamation aroused the reason of the old lady Bai, she couldn't fall, if this was God's punishment, then she would have to fight it to the end.

"Old lady, this ......" Mrs. Chen asked with a stammer, her teeth trembling.

"Go and pick up the other child," Mrs. Bai gritted her teeth, "I believe, I have always believed in the old Chen family." ”

She repeated it twice, as if convincing herself.

"I believe that there is no end to the heavens."

Mrs. Bai has always believed it. This belief seems to have become her only support.

Ghost fetuses are drowned when they are born among the people. But she insisted on leaving the two children, claiming that her granddaughter-in-law was bleeding from childbirth, and the children were not saved.

She didn't even tell her grandson about the child's existence when she returned home. When the grandson returned home, he attended the funeral of his wife and children.

Then she built this secret room in the west courtyard and hid the two children underground.

She secretly visited famous doctors from all walks of life, hoping to change the constitution of her two children.

Originally, she planned to let these two children grow up healthy. Ten years ago, however, his grandson died in an accident again, leaving no other heirs.

This pair of ghost fetuses because she couldn't bear to leave behind actually became the only remaining bloodline of the British government.

Invisible bloodline.

No one knows the lineage of its existence.

Her only hope and last thoughts.

Ten years ago, she learned that the abbot of Xiliang Fanyin Temple, Guanhai, had superb medical skills, like a fairy, and legend had it that he could even bring the dead back to life. She carried her two children all the way to Yumen Snow Mountain, and climbed up the mountain step by step, praying for the abbot of Guanhai to save her.

The abbot of Guanhai saw her.

Countless famous doctors before said that the two children were poisoned when they were in the mother's body, and finally came into being, and the old lady Bai knelt down and prayed to the abbot of Guanhai to detoxify the two children.

"Donor, this is not poison." The old monk looked at him with compassion and shook his head slightly.

"It's a Gu," he said.

This is a kind of Gu.

So far, only one person has said this to her, and she is alone carrying her child up the mountain, and no one else has heard it.

In addition to the world's divine doctor Guanhai monk.

And she didn't expect that ten years later, she would hear again this word that had tormented her for ten years from the mouth of a little girl who was about to turn fifteen, her great-granddaughter.

"How do you know this is Gu? Who said it to you! Old Lady Bai stood firm and asked eagerly.

The old man gasped for breath, his face flushed abnormally.

"It doesn't really matter how I know," Zhu Luan looked at Old Lady Bai quietly, "Doesn't Great-Grandmother care about how to solve this Gu?" ”

She!

"What do you mean?" Mrs. Bai's eyes widened, and she didn't believe what she was hearing.

She had been longing for fifteen years, but all she had waited for was disappointment, and she was already on the verge of giving up hope, and she didn't even dare to ask what she longed for.

"I mean, this Gu can be solved, doesn't great-grandmother want to solve it?" The girl's voice remained calm.

"It can't be!" Old Taijun Bai blurted out and repeated again, "This is impossible. ”

"Nine girls, you don't have to pretend to be mysterious, we have looked at this poison for so many years, and all the famous doctors in the world have searched for it, and finally found the abbot Guanhai, the great master of Xiliang, and the abbot of Guanhai also said that this is Gu, and the diagnosis is clear and clear." Old Lady Fang said lightly, and paused, "There is no one in this world whose medical skills can surpass that of the abbot of Guanhai. ”

"Abbot Guanhai said, this Gu can't be solved."

Old Lady Bai sighed.

"Unless Princess Yingluan comes back to life."