Volume 1: Out of town and into the rivers and lakes.

In July, the sun should be scorching, flowing gold and stones.

Although the southern town of Wujiatun is remote, it is also beautiful.

But at this time, it was flying sand and rocks, and a gust of cold and biting wind blew, and the soul trembled.

An extremely obscene old man was holding a dry tobacco pouch in his mouth, squatting on the ground with a thin body, and only bowed his head and smoked. Coupled with a broken wooden bowl placed beside him, from a distance, tsk, it looked like a beggar begging for food.

Not far from the old man, there is an old woman with goosebumps. The old woman was on crutches, but her face was full of ferocity, and she glared at the old man viciously.

The strange thing is that this old woman actually has a big belly, round and round like a leather ball.

"Really don't give me a drop of blood?" After a stalemate for most of the day, the old woman was a little annoyed and angry, and her wrinkles on her face looked even more hideous.

The flying sand around her was filled with small pebbles, as if it would become a deadly weapon at any moment, and she looked at the old man smoking a dry tobacco pouch one after another.

Finally.

The old man put away the dry tobacco pouch, pinned the tobacco pouch and pot to his waist, and stood up slowly, "You are not worthy."

Just three words made the old woman angry in an instant.

"It's too much of a deception." Throwing away the crutches, the hands like chicken paws grabbed a ball from the air, rubbed it and rubbed it into a dark murder weapon, which approached the old man's life.

"Younger generations, I don't know whether I live or die, I really think I am the emperor when I call you Lafayette." The old man, who seemed to be old and old, picked up the broken bowl on the ground with agility at this time, and said "God is handsome and kills, does not avoid the strong, first kills the evil ghost, and then cuts the night light, what god does not ambush, what ghost dares to be, urgent as the law."

The white light in the broken bowl flashed and emitted a dazzling light, which not only blocked the black murder weapon that was about to approach, but the old woman who was still fierce and had a big belly just now was panicked at this time.

"Ghost killing spell, evil spirit altar, hell true fire, Wu Ming, you want the life of the child in my womb......" The old woman's white hair flew in the air, very weird.

"Child? It is against the way of heaven for your family to raise little ghosts, and your ninety-year-old woman lost her soul 24 years ago, just a walking corpse. You are not a human or a ghost, and the ghost thing you bred is worthy of being called a child? It's too late to stop now, help me get rid of the evil obstacles in your womb, and I can also protect your soul from reincarnation. After the old man recited the incantation, there was a lot of light in front of him.

"Hmph, this child can make my Wu family prosperous for generations. It took me 24 years to raise it. For 24 years, my old bones have endured the torment of being devoured day and night, how can you give up your efforts at a word? The old woman sneered.

I saw that the old woman immediately gathered a monstrous resentment and ghostly aura around her, and the air was frozen into ice picks, densely trying to break through the white light emitted by the bowl and poke the old man in front of her into a hornet's nest.

Seeing that this thing that is not human or ghost is so stubborn, the old man with a dignified expression staggered his hands and staggered the enchantment, which made the divine power of the broken bowl even higher.

The white light turned gold, and the light of rumors wrapped the old woman tightly. The old woman let out a strange cry, and was instantly ignited by the white light.

"I only needed three drops of blood, three drops of blood...... Wrapped in a ferocious aura, the child can be born. But why, why are you so stingy with even three drops of blood...... You damn ....... Vaguely, the old woman's voice changed from the original vicissitudes of chaos to a slightly immature child's voice. Either way, it sounds heart-rending and soul-breaking.

Following the ghost's prestige, in the raging firelight, the old woman who was originally still like a person showed her true appearance. And her round belly was rapidly drying up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The old woman's white hair was messy and flying in the firelight, her wrinkled face was bleeding yellow juice, her eyes were pupilless, her body was bloody, and her whole person was lifeless. It's just that there is one more "thing" next to this old woman in ...... firelight.

Yes, it's a ghost, the little ghost in the old woman's belly.

It stood like a human being, its red eyes wider than the brass bells, and its whole body glowed with blood, as if it had been skinned whole. The little devil's mouth was full of fangs, and he screamed "squealing", as if he had to bite something to finish the matter.

"Stinky old man, you have damaged my mother's body, and I will be born before the time comes. Jie Ji ...... Pay with your life. As he spoke, the little ghost rolled on the ground, ready to launch himself as a cannonball.

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Stinky old man? I say yes, but others say no. I was already confused and collapsed to the side, and I could no longer continue to paralyze on the ground to watch the excitement. I still struggled to my feet, and that damn little devil wasn't joking.

I also know the old man's ability, in fact, he is an old god stick, although he uses a broken bowl as an artifact, but if he can't get it, he has to put himself in it.

With a sense of it, I groped my way to stand in front of the old man.

"Old man, do you know what kind of illusion I had when the old lady of the Wu family looked at you with a big belly just now?" endured the physical and mental discomfort, but still did not forget to damage the old man.

He glared at me fiercely, as if he knew what I was going to say, and sure enough, it was my own father.

Although his eyes were very scary, I still couldn't help it, "It's like you enlarged the belly of this 90-year-old lady, and people are looking for you to ask for an explanation." Isn't it just three drops of blood? Tsk, you're too stingy. But you're a little too stumbling on that kid......"

Before I could finish my sentence, a sole of a shoe came to me.

One word, stinky.

"You know a bird, three drops of blood in the evil qi are enough to make this a big climate." As he spoke, the old man tried to keep me out.

But before we could tear up who was standing in front of us to meet the blow of this little ghost, the ghostly "cannonball" had already been fired, and the smoke-emitting ghost claws grabbed my neck so fiercely and steadily.

"Boom, boom, I sent it to the door. Just right, let me drink you dry. The little devil opened his big white teeth, bowed his head and rushed at my neck.

After having zero contact with this little ghost, I realized that this little ghost is the most different from other ghosts. This girl actually has a physical body, the kind that can be touched, not as ethereal as ordinary ghosts. It's just that it doesn't feel very good to the touch, it's a little sticky, and it smells pungent and fishy on this ghost child.

Nima, what the hell did the mayor's Lafayette give birth to? If this thing really exists, I don't know how many lives it will take.

Thinking of this, a wave of ruthlessness suddenly came up.

"Lao Tzu has to drag a cushion on his back before he dies, you little ghost, accompany Lao Tzu to hell together." I desperately shouted a sentence from my throat, and my originally drooping hands were fiercely aimed at the ghost head of this particularly stumbling-looking little ghost......

With the last bit of strength, consciousness blurred again.

Just when I thought I was going to go underground to report, the ancient beauty in tulle reappeared.

Although she wears a veil, she can't hide her natural appearance. The beauty waved the silk handkerchief in her hand so vigorously, and stood not far away and beckoned to me, with a trace of anxiety in her eyes.

I'm also drunk on this.

Are all children and boys as unwilling as I am? Before he died, he was still thinking about men and women.

Immediately after, a thunderous sound rang in my ears. "Boom", I seemed to hear the old man's rather noisy voice before I completely lost consciousness...... "Hey, hey, a little rabbit, you blew up someone's three-story building, you can save money for the rest of your life."

Nima, I risked my life to save me, but he wanted me to save money to pay for the building, this old man is too conscienceless.

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It stands to reason that it is a good thing for an old woman to have a child in her old age, but my grandfather and grandson joined forces to miscarry someone.

But you don't know, this old woman's ...... But the ghost fetus is still the battle tire in the ghost fetus - the stone fetus little ghost.

If you want to talk about my relationship with this stone-fetus little ghost, ah, bah, it's a bad fate, and I have to start with my upbringing and the mother and son who appeared inexplicably next to my paper shop a year ago.