There is a saying that rats cross the street and everyone shouts and beats, rats are timid by nature, but this group of rats can be said to be lawless, and they are walking towards me step by step, I take a step back, but I find myself in the middle of the rat tide, and I am surrounded by a group of rats.

The joke is not funny at all.

Ants bite elephants to death, and mice as big as cats can bite me to death if they come out with ten.

But they were just as erratic as the foxes, stopping less than a meter from me, their hind legs erect, their forelimbs covering their faces, and their tails curled up.

Then he brushed his beard with his forelimbs, brushed it up, and looked at it carefully, as if he was holding eight incense sticks.

I was shocked, it was my mom who told me about rat incense. Although the fox worships the moon, it is spread a lot, and some people even say that they have seen it with their own eyes. But rat burning incense is different, except for my mother who mentioned it to me once when I was a child, I haven't heard anyone say it.

I saw the rats brushing their beards back and forth nine times, bowing me nine times and then disappearing, as if they had disappeared from my eyes.

"The cycle of cause and effect, retribution is unpleasant, no one can escape fate, no one..."

The voice came, and I turned my head sharply and sat on the ground. The heart couldn't stand it, and almost scared to pee, and this person appeared completely out of nowhere, just like those rats that disappeared out of thin air.

The black robe wrapped around his whole body, without an inch of bare skin, revealing a strange aura all over his body. A white rope was tied to him, and behind him was a coffin as tall as a man.

The husky tone was as sharp and piercing as a fingernail scratching a blackboard.

If it was in the daytime, I would definitely think that he was pretending to be a ghost, what cause and effect, what reincarnation, what fate, just.

But this is a cemetery, a cemetery where foxes worship the moon and rats burn incense, and I am suddenly terrified, it can't be a cultist who sacrifices living people!

"He's waking up." Before I could ask, the black-robed man turned back to me abruptly.

"Mom!"

I crawled back neatly, this person has no face, really no face, not to mention the nose and eyes, I can't even see a hole, under the reflection of the blood moon, it is a tabula rasa. When the wind blew, it was as if I had fallen into an ice hole.

"What they say is all falsehood, and they are all true, don't believe it, don't believe it, you can only believe yourself..."

They? Who are they? No one told me the answer, and even the Faceling who said it disappeared as if it hadn't been.

Before I could react, the sky swirled, the blood moon disappeared, the tombstone graveyard was all gone, and I opened my eyes again to find that I was still in the same hut.

I slapped myself hard, and it hurt Nyima.

Was it just a dream? I don't believe it, dreams can be so real?

But how can we explain anything other than dreams? It's so mysterious!

"Baba! Baba! ”

My thoughts were interrupted by a few sudden calls, which grew clearer from far and near.

I was like a frightened bird, the hairs on my body exploded, and I immediately turned my head to find the source of the sound, only to find that the sound came from my stomach?

I don't want to admit it, but there's no one else in the room but me!

If the previous scene in the cemetery scared me silly, this sound can scare me into paralysis.

Hell yes!

"Poop?"

The voice appeared again, and when I listened carefully, I could already be sure that it was coming from my stomach, and I didn't know where to put my hand, and my face was white and bloodless.

"Who are you?" Fine sweat spilled from my forehead.

"I'm your son, you're my poop!" The innocent voice sounded again.

Son? I suddenly collapsed, even if I was pregnant, I was pregnant with a demon? Can you talk in your stomach? Even the legendary Nezha doesn't have this ability!

"Are you really my son? The one in my belly? I whispered tentatively.

"That's right! Baba! ”

It's still that cute tone, but my mother just can't be cute.

I'm reminded of a horror comic I once read, where a woman was pregnant with a baby that grew up in her womb and never could be born. It's strange not to scare yourself to death.

"Don't worry! I was woken up before I was born, so I spoke. ”

He's waking up, that's what the Facelings said, is this the guy who calls himself my son in his belly? This speculation is not far from ten.

And the foxes and rats in the cemetery, if I'm not mistaken, they don't worship me at all, but this freak in my belly.

"Baba, I'll sleep for a while, just call me by name if there's anything, my name is Song Qilin."

I fell on the bed in a daze, didn't think about anything, didn't dare to think about anything, could it be that what Ermao said was right? What am I getting dirty? But I always felt that it was not that simple.

The next morning, a ray of sunlight woke me up, I got up suddenly, looked at the messy room and the fetal pills on the floor, had a splitting headache, and shook my head vigorously.

Suddenly, I froze and asked softly, "Song Qilin?" ”

"Baba, I'm here."

I jumped out of bed, not a dream, really not a dream. I was pregnant with a son, and he spoke in my belly.

"Knock knock! Knock knock! ”

"Don't talk yet, don't talk if I don't let you speak, especially when there are people, you know?" I hurriedly told me that if someone found out, I might be arrested for research, but that would be unacceptable.

As for how to deal with it, I'll talk about it later.

"Got it, Baba!" Kirin said obediently.

I packed up my things, and the only one who came over so early was the landlord's grandmother, whose surname was Liu, a native of Jiangcheng.

It is said that he had a son, but when he went abroad, he usually rented a house to an outsider like me.

It's not that she lacks money, and the old man can't be idle. My grandmother was not like this, she was in her seventies and spent all day threshing pigweed on the ridges of the fields.

"Be enlightened! I boiled black chicken soup today and served you some. ”

I knew that since I moved in. The landlord and grandmother have to bring something for me to eat every day, which is a big supplement. It's either abalone porridge or carp soup, no matter how windy or rainy, you always have to get me some.

I didn't think much about it, I guess the old man was lonely and wanted to find someone to talk to. did not refuse the kindness of the landlord and grandmother, so as not to chill the hearts of the old people.

"Oh, slow down." I quickly opened the door and took the bowl.

The landlady's grandmother was holding on to the door frame, her head full of silver hair, and the years had carved many wrinkles on her face. When I see her, I always think of my grandmother.

"You! Drink it while it's hot! I have to go to work today, Monday! The landlady smiled with her toothless mouth open, her eyes narrowing into slits.

I slapped my head and almost forgot that it was Monday.

"You! Walk slowly, I'll bring you the bowl later. ”

"I'll come up and get it myself, go eat it, eat it, the black chicken can make up for it."

The place where I live is a small three-story old-fashioned apartment, away from the city, but the price is cheap, five hundred a month, and I can't find a lantern in Jiangcheng, and I picked up a big leak.

The landlord's grandmother not only promised to owe the rent first, but also did not have to pay a deposit.

I was on the second floor, the landlord grandmother lived on the first floor, and the room was just downstairs from me.

The landlady brought me one of those big porcelain bowls, the ones bigger than my head. I looked down and saw that the whole chicken was inside, the bowl was filled with oil and gas, and there were two red dates floating in it.

This old woman treats me like a grandson completely! No, it's closer than my grandson, and I feel a little embarrassed.

In the end, I still left a black chicken leg for the old lady, and as for the baby in my belly, I listened to me very much and did not quarrel.

I was about to knock on the landlord's grandmother's door, but I found that the door was unlocked, so I simply pushed it open.

Why do you cover the windows so tightly in broad daylight? There was no light in it except for a little bit of the doorway.

A face suddenly appeared in front of me in the darkness, almost sticking to my face.

"it!" I screamed, took a sharp step back, and kept beating my chest.

"Grandma Liu, you almost scared me to death."

Who is not the landlord's grandmother? I thought it was a ghost running out, I was really panicked just now. This old lady, don't you know that people are scary and scared to death?

"Why didn't you finish eating?"

I felt that there was a little more coldness in the voice of the landlady, and the back of the spine was suddenly cold, but I didn't care much, maybe the old lady saw that there was a surplus of black chicken that she kindly made, and she was angry!

"Well, I see that you brought it all to me, I'm embarrassed, so I left you a chicken leg." I scratched my head and said, "You're delicious!" It's really delicious! ”

The landlady's sunken eyes looked me up and down, took the bowl, frowned and reproached, "Don't do this in the future, I must finish what I give you." Otherwise, how can nutrition keep up? ”

"What?"

The landlady didn't pay any attention to me, and her back disappeared into the darkness.

On the way to work, I thought clearly, whether it is a blessing or a curse, and whether it is a disaster that cannot be avoided. I couldn't figure out what the hell the guy in my stomach called my child was, but I accepted it, at least for the time being.

On the contrary, he is very obedient, just like my son.

"Yo! I haven't seen you for two days and it's turned white again? Is it going to develop into a little white face? ”

"I'm a little white face, do you take care of me? Rich woman, I want to fight for twenty years less. ”

An Xiaoyu rolled her eyes, but she couldn't answer the words.

"Humph! You deserve to have a girlfriend for a straight man like you. ”

An Xiaoyu is an intern at the same time as me, belonging to the kind of small and exquisite, cute and playful girl, not bad, some self-familiar, righteous, look at this look completely unrecognizable, full of contrast.

As soon as he came, he hooked up with me and called me brother, and I thought that he would kill the rooster, drink blood wine, and kneel on the ground to worship.

"Cut, just meet such a puzzling guy! Oh he! It's an elm head. "The self-proclaimed saint next door to me has spoken.

I didn't say anything, maybe An Xiaoyu's girl really meant something to me, so I had to be qualified, right?

Now I'm precarious, I have a time bomb in my belly, and I'm in love? Isn't that bullshit?

Every Monday there is a mess to deal with. The basic salary of the editor is not high, and it completely depends on the sales of his handwriting.

The one next door to me is an old qualification who has been working for a year, more than 10,000 a month, and my eyes are hot to watch.

opened the backstage, fortunately, those guys didn't delay, and after a month, several of them reached the standard of the channel on the copywriting. It seems that some of you are busy today, but you are busy and happy, and there is hope!

Rubbing his dry eyes, there was no one else in the office but me.