Chapter 3: One Corpse, Two Lives?

The so-called dual cultivation of yin and yang cannot appear in the human world. In the human world, if only the Dao cultivation talent is measured, then everyone will naturally be happy. But if other talents are measured, whether there is a Dao cultivation talent or not, it will be a great disaster. For babies who may become demons and monsters, Tianyiyuan often purifies them.

The so-called purification is to be illuminated by the light of purification in Tianyi Temple.

There are many people, even if the baby is full moon, they don't go to Tianyi Courtyard to test their talent, that's the reason. To put it nicely, being purified is actually returning to the embrace of the Dao Ancestor. Tiger poison does not eat children, and ordinary people will not take this risk, lest the child be illuminated by the light of purification.

However, the children of some big families often need to be tested, because they need a lot of Taoist cultivation to maintain the status and interests of the family.

There are also some people, in order to get ahead, soar to the sky, and use their money to be expensive, and they will also let their children take risks to take quizzes.

Wind Chime has decided that her child must not be allowed to go to Tianyi Courtyard to take a test.

On this day, seeing Liu Sen walking out, Feng Chime hurriedly said, "Can you stop working today, and can you help me invite Wen Po over?"

Liu Sen was overjoyed when he heard this, and waited for more than ten months, and finally waited for this day.

"There's a reaction, is it today?"

"Well, I feel like the kid is coming out. ”

Hearing this, Liu Sen ran out of the inner room without saying a word, and ran out of the courtyard like a gust of wind.

Not long after, Feng Chime saw Wen Po carrying a big red bag, followed Liu Sen, and rushed in.

Seeing the painful appearance of the wind chimes lying on the bed with her stomach up, Wen Po immediately judged that the child was about to be born.

Seeing that Liu Sen also came in, Wen Po hurriedly shouted: "What are you doing when a big man comes in, why don't you get out quickly?"

Wen Po pushed Liu Sen out of the inner room with a thud, and closed the wooden door with a bang, and carefully bolted the latch from the inside.

"Bang bang bang!"

Liu Sen knocked on the wooden door outside the door, and kept begging, "Can't I go in and accompany her?"

"Go, go, go...... It's unlucky for you to come in for this kind of thing!"

Wen Po's voice was far away, and it seemed that she had entered the inner room and gone to the side of the wind chime.

Liu Sen was like an ant on a hot pot, anxious outside the door, wanting to break in, but he was afraid of being scolded by Wen Po. The helpless Liu Sen could only pace back and forth outside the door, not knowing when his forehead was already covered with beads of sweat. His lips trembled with urgency, and his whole body trembled.

Liu Sen is in this mood at the moment.

Seeing that the matter was quite urgent, Wen Po hurriedly got busy and opened the big red bag behind her. Out of it came a bright pair of scissors, and then a small basin of gold. After putting some boiling water from the kettle in the inner room into the golden basin, he put the scissors into the boiling water in the basin, took out a small paper packet, added the medicinal powder from the small paper bag to the boiling water, and began to sterilize the scissors.

After sterilization, Wen Po took out the scissors, dried them with a red cloth, and set them aside for later use.

Wen Po changed the water in the basin again, took out a few more utensils from the baggage, including rags, hand towels, medicines, etc., and then began to tell the wind chimes how to use their strength.

"Take a deep breath!"

Wind Chime took a deep breath.

"Hold your breath!"

The wind chimes held his breath.

"Push harder. ”

With a poof, the wind chimes laughed directly.

"What are you laughing at?"

Wen Po has delivered babies for most of her life, and she hasn't found such a wind chime.

What a serious thing it is to have a child, how can she be so casual?

"How hard do you try? When I tried hard, it felt like I couldn't pull out the poop from constipation. ”

When Wen Po heard the wind chimes say this, she couldn't cry or laugh in her heart, thinking that giving birth to a child is the feeling that you can't pull out the poop, but you don't need to say it. However, it is clear that Flawless takes these feelings into account, and Wen Po knows that her main task is to deliver the child smoothly.

"That's what you call that feeling. You should think that you are constipated now, and pull the child out as a poop. ”

Liu was dizzy with the wind, thinking to himself what kind of old lady and what kind of stable woman I should have met, and I could have such a fierce conversation at this time.

Presumably, in addition to wind chimes, Liu Suifeng was the first person to anticipate the production time. I feel that the flowers are all thanked for waiting for this day, and Liu Suifeng can't wait to come out, breathe in the fresh air of this world, and see what the world is like. On top of that, he also had to see his parents with his own eyes.

But no matter how hard you try, you can't use half of your strength.

Liu Suifeng had to dispel the idea of coming out by himself and put all his hopes on the wind chime.

"It turns out that giving birth to a child is constipation, you said earlier, do I still need to be so troublesome?"

Feng Chime rolled his eyelids, glanced at Wen Po, and thought in his heart.

Dissatisfied is dissatisfied, and the wind chimes don't have time to stabilize their breath now. Hurry up and follow the "constipation and poop to give birth to a child" that Wen Po taught herself, take a deep breath and close it and work hard. But when he pressed downward, the wind chimes frowned, and then stopped moving.

"What's wrong?"

The wind chimes are not in a hurry, and now Wen Po is anxious for her.

Looking at the frowning brows of the wind chimes, Wen Po knew that something must have gone wrong again.

"You say that giving birth to a baby is like being constipated, but how do I know if I am using my strength on the birth canal or on the toilet road?"

Encountering such an inexperienced woman who broke the sand pot and asked to the end, Wen Po obviously had a headache, but she was just a little stunned, and Wen Po argued: "If you want to use force, you can use force, why is there so much nonsense? I see if you haven't reached the point, otherwise you will be too late to hurt, where is there so much time to ask questions?"

Liu had a chill in the wind, and she looked forward to this superb mother.

Although he was outside the door, he kept an eye on the inside of the house, and when Liu Sen heard the conversation in the house, he wanted to laugh and be angry, and what he felt the most was that he was still anxious.

Can he not be in a hurry?

At this time, the most likely ones to have an accident are his wife and his children.

But no matter which one had an accident, it was enough for him Liu Sen to drink a pot.

When Feng Chime saw that Wen Po was so fierce, he didn't ask this or that anymore. Leaving aside the doubts in my heart, I thought that I should give birth to the child first.

Take a deep breath, hold your breath, and push down.

According to the method taught by Wen Po, the wind chime really makes constipation a poop.

But as soon as he tried hard, the wind chimes felt pain, and it hurt heartbreakingly.

"It hurts, right? How can you not have a child who doesn't hurt? You have suffered the pain of pregnancy in October, do you still care about the pain of childbirth this day? Hurry up and endure the pain, otherwise the longer the child drags on in the womb, the greater your risk will be. If you do this again, I'm afraid you'll die twice. ”

Wen Po was half encouraging and half intimidating, so scared that the wind chimes didn't dare to be afraid of pain anymore. What is pain, what is one's own fate? The most important thing is the child in the womb, and the child's father. The wind chimes didn't want to disappoint the children, let alone Liu Sen, so they used their strength.

Breathing hard again and again, the forehead of the wind chime was covered with fine beads of sweat. The muscles on his face twisted in pain, his brow furrowed tightly, and even two strings of tears flowed from the corners of his eyes. The wind chimes didn't make a single sound. She knew that after Liu Sen heard the cry of pain outside the door, he would be even more worried and anxious about her.

This is love, for the sake of the beloved Liu Sen, the wind chime can endure the pain of childbirth and not scream.

Seeing that the wind chime was not screaming, Wen Po took out a towel from the basin and stuffed it into the mouth of the wind chime, so that she would not bite it so that she would not bite off her tongue in too much pain.

Two hours passed, and not only Feng Chime and Liu Sen were anxious, but Wen Po was also anxious. It stands to reason that the wind chimes are so hard that the child should have come out a long time ago.

Wen Po was shocked, thinking that it would not be a difficult birth.

In general, if the fetal position is positive, the baby's head is facing downwards and is upside down on the mother's abdomen. When it comes to giving birth, the head comes out first, then the shoulders, and then the whole body. However, there are also some cases where the fetus is displaced, transverse to the birth canal, and the fetus is difficult to deliver, which is a difficult birth.

In the event of a difficult birth, it is a corpse with two lives, thinking of this possibility, Wen Po panicked.

Taking out the towel from the mouth of the wind chime, Wen Po glanced at the wind chime with pity, and asked helplessly: "The child is stuck, you are having a difficult birth." Do you want your child's life, or do you want your own life?"

Wind Chime's gaze was slightly glazed, and then tears spread even more, and a faint voice said almost inaudiblely: "Child, keep my child." Please, keep my baby. ”

The sound of the wind chime was too faint for Wen Po to hear, but Wen Po read the meaning of the wind chime from the shape of the wind chime's lips.

As soon as Liu Suifeng heard about the dystocia, he also began to be anxious. He didn't want to be born without a mother, but no matter how he moved, he just couldn't exert any strength. Liu began to move anxiously with the wind, but as soon as he moved, he could feel the wind chimes hurt and tremble more violently.

Helplessly stopping the restlessness, Liu waited for fate with the wind.

Due to his eagerness and pacing back and forth, Liu Sen did not hear the question and answer between Wen Po and Feng Chime, and thought that it would take so long for every mother to give birth.

Although Wen Po couldn't bear it, she had to stuff the towel back into the mouth of the wind chime, picked up the scissors, and quickly began to cut the wind chime's abdomen.

The pain of drilling the heart invaded from the body to the depths of the yang soul, and the wind chime couldn't bear it anymore and passed out directly.

Seeing that the wind chimes were unconscious, Wen Po sped up her movements. Now Wen Po thinks that as long as the child is rescued, even if the wind chime dies, she will win.

"Ling'er is in danger. ”

Feng Wuji, who was meditating in the depths of the Demon Realm, trembled in his heart, his cultivation had reached such a state, he had already sensed the danger of his relatives. Without thinking about it anymore, as soon as his body moved, Feng Wuji had disappeared in place. Not long after, he had already appeared beside the wind chime, and looking at the wind chime's dissected abdomen, the demon lord was angry.

"Who are you?"

Wen Po, who was delivering the baby, saw an old man flash in front of her, and couldn't help but be stunned and blurted out.

Feng Wuji waved his hand, and directly rolled up a strong wind, and left here with the wind chimes and the newborn willow with the wind.

Hearing Wen Po's exclamation and the sound in the house, the anxious Liu Sen didn't think about it, and slammed directly into the door, smashing the door in one fell swoop.

But when he saw the situation inside the house, Liu Sen had a feeling that life was worse than death.

There is a poem: I was about to be born and suffered a difficult birth, and I was confused and steady. As soon as the demon lord is angry, he will be destroyed, and he will be born without his mother.

(That's it, I've never had a baby, and I won't have a baby, so I don't know what it's like to have a baby.) I checked the Internet and heard that this is the case. Well, that's how it should be. ）