In the face of the changes in Jing'er Lake at this moment, I knew that there must be something to show under the lake, and the empty stone coffin could not suppress it, and not long after we stood firm, there was a loud noise on the lake, and the water splashed like a crazy beast, and the stone coffin on the water was suddenly shaken out and fell on the shore. /class-9-1.html

"What's that!?" Lianniang looked at the lake in horror, she had always lived in a calm river basin, and she had never seen such a change.

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The water splashed like it was boiling, and the stone coffin that fell on the shore wanted to enter the lake again, but as soon as it touched the water, it was immediately pushed out again. I hurried through the gravel and hurried to the lake, and just as I reached the lake, I was able to make a splash of dead wood. As soon as the thing came out of the water, there seemed to be a bloody rain around it, and the ghost cried and howled.

I was so shocked by the strong breath that I wanted to retreat, as if I were facing a roaring sea. The dead wood-like thing swirled in mid-air, whistling, and in the blink of an eye it was in front of its face. It wasn't until then that I could see what it looked like a severed arm.

The stout severed arm, thicker than an ordinary person's legs, and wrapped in a layer of bone armor, had been left in the lake for I don't know how many years, but it was as if it had just been cut off, and the wound was still dripping with blood. Don't allow me to think about anything, the broken arm came to the front of the face, like a sharp blade out of the sheath, I reflexively blocked it, just received the blood of the fourth Dading, it was already a lot stronger, but in front of this amputated arm, the whole person was as light as a straw, and he was shocked and unsteady, and fell to the ground.

When I fell to the ground, the undulating water of the lake had already rushed to the shore, and the water was uncertain, and from between the turbid waters, I saw that the bottom of the lake seemed to be shining with a bright white light, and the water lines were intertwined, and gradually a huge word condensed on the surface of the lake. I didn't know that word, but I suddenly remembered the Xia seal script that I had seen with the big-headed Buddha in the river a long time ago. Although I don't know this word, I can tell that the word Jing'er Lake must also be Xia Seal script.

But there was no time to think about anything more, the severed arm was murderous, I was forced to struggle to get up and run, and in one breath from the lake through the gravel pile, the old man was very clever, and took Lianniang to hide in the big ding. The broken arm flew and followed all the way, and when it reached the side of Dading, it suddenly stopped. I believe that what Dading suppressed was this broken arm, which had been suppressed for so many years, and Dading had turned into mortal iron, but Yu Wei was still there, the broken arm hesitated, floated back and forth a few times, and suddenly flew away towards the west. The speed of the broken arm was very fast, and in the blink of an eye, there was no trace, I breathed a sigh of relief, turned my head to see, the shining Xia seal text on the surface of Jing'er Lake had dissipated, and I firmly remembered that word in my heart.

Dading is silent, and the stone coffins are also scattered on the shore, they may be useless, but dust to dust, dust to dust, dust to earth, from here, send them back here. I drove the cart and pulled the big ding to the lake, so heavy that it was difficult to move, but I gently stroked the ding, the big ding seemed to still have a trace of spirituality, and he rolled down from the cart and rolled all the way into the lake. When Dading entered the water, the stone coffins on the shore also fell into the water, and all of them sank, and the tumbling lake gradually fell silent.

"Finished?" Lao Fuba probed his brain, but he couldn't see anything anymore.

This is definitely not the end, the severed arm is obviously flying in the direction of the Holy Land, and it has lost the Great Ding, and the shining Xia Seal text under the surface of Jing'er Lake is also a very ominous omen.

"Let's go first." I wanted to try my best to get back to the big river beach as soon as possible, but there was a change here, and I couldn't stop it, so I had to go all out on the big river beach.

After walking for a while, I was afraid that the big car would be too dazzling, and I lost it halfway, and it was not easy for a few people to walk so far on foot, but fortunately I met herdsmen in the middle, all of whom were ordinary people, and we walked with them, and the other party was very enthusiastic and took care of us. Seven or eight people walked together for about two or three hundred miles, basically along the route of the upper reaches of the big river, this season the water and grass are vigorous, and you can often meet herdsmen along the way.

"Brother, tomorrow we have to turn around, we can't go together, but we can leave some things for you, from here to the east, after the gyro mountain in front of you, you will soon be able to meet people." An old herdsman talked to me after dinner and said that they would change the route tomorrow.

The two men were talking, and suddenly there was a camel bell on the camel's neck not far away, camels rarely run, but at this moment the camel bell was unsteady and hurried, obviously being driven away. There was a bonfire burning in the place where we were camping, which was a very striking target in the dark night, and the camel riders immediately spotted the bonfire and ran for their lives.

"Save Lives, Save Lives"

Several of us stood up and discerned each other's figures. Sure enough, a man bridged the camel and ran desperately in this direction, shouting loudly as he ran. When he got closer, he could tell from his clothes and accent that he might be an ordinary herdsman nearby. The old shepherd who was with us was warm-hearted, and greeted him as soon as he heard that something was wrong.

"Help her, save her" The running herdsman may have been a little dizzy, and as soon as he ran to his face, he didn't say anything, and fell to his knees at the feet of the old herdsman, pointing to the camel behind him, and stammering speechless. He was about thirty years old, and he looked like an honest man.

Following the direction of his finger, I saw a man on the camel, a pregnant woman, holding her stomach and moaning. The old shepherd comforted him and told him to calm down first. The man slowed down and explained the matter in a whisper. He is indeed a herdsman in this neighborhood, his wife is pregnant and about to give birth, but she may have encountered problems, such as difficult childbirth, this person has no experience, and it is far from here to the nearest town clinic, so he took his wife to rush there overnight.

"We can't help with this." The old shepherd was worried, but they were all herding men, who could take care of this? The only way is to continue on the road, find the village, and maybe meet Wen Po, who has experience in delivering babies.

However, the woman on the camel did not know if she could hold on, and she could not delay for a moment. The man was in a hurry, and at the last sight he saw the lotus lady beside Lao Fuba, so he rushed over and knelt down to beg.

"Come on!" Lao Fuba pulled Lianniang: "Help!" ”

He didn't know how to do any medical skills, but he had been following Saihuatuo for so long, and he also knew some common sense when he chatted every day. The herdsmen who were with us hurriedly vacated their tents, and someone boiled hot water on the campfire outside. It was inconvenient for others to go in, so they were waiting outside.

"This is my first child, my first child" The pregnant woman's husband was so anxious that he kept walking around outside the tent, unable to spare a moment, and tried to rush in several times to see, but was pulled back.

Lao Fuba took Lianniang to work in the tent for a while, and suddenly, a baby's cry came from the tent, and everyone outside was excited.

"I'll just say, it's going to be fine, relax, relax."

The baby's cry was clear and powerful, sounding healthy, and the pregnant woman's husband was finally at ease. Just as he was looking into the tent, Lao Fuba lifted the curtain and walked out, his hands were covered with blood, and his expression was a little embarrassed. I felt unsteady in my heart, so I asked him, and sure enough, the newborn child was thin, but the adults were no longer saved, and now they haven't lost their breath, but they can't last long.

"The child is fine, the child is fine" Lao Fuba took the child from Lianniang's hand and showed it to the pregnant woman's husband, wanting to give him some comfort, but the adults were gone, and no one could bear the blow, and the pregnant woman's husband howled and rushed into the tent. The old shepherd shook his head and said, "Let him cry, so that he will not suffocate his body." ”

Several people felt sorry that the newborn child was white and fat, but there was no mother. A few people surrounded, shielding the child from the wind, before and after a while, I felt that the child was a little different, except for the time when he was born, he cried for a while, and stopped crying as soon as he went out, opened his eyes, and looked at the people around him one by one. I was pondering when the old man quietly pulled me aside and whispered, "This doll is a little wrong." ”

"What? Will there be anything" I think it's good for a child to cry when he is born, so it's not right not to cry.

"No, no, no." Lao Fuba shook his head and said, "When this doll was born, it was holding something in its hand, and its little fists were clenched so tightly that it couldn't be broken. ”

Lao Fuba had doubts in his heart when he delivered the baby, but when he encountered such a tragic event, he didn't have a chance to say it. When the two of us were muttering, the herdsman over there also found the abnormality of the child, leaned over to see, the newborn should be a baby girl, the right hand was tightly grasped, the old herdsman reached out and gently wanted to break it open, but the child did not let go, babbling and struggling, as if to say not to let people touch.

The moment I approached the crowd, the child's bright eyes looked at me, and he slowly waved his clenched right hand, and my heart moved, and I took two steps closer.

I don't know if it was a coincidence or some other reason, but as I approached, the child's right hand, which had been clenched tightly, suddenly released. In the palm of her hand, she held something.

"It's weird" Lao Fuba looked down at the things in the child's palm, his body shook, and he couldn't help but shiver excitedly.