A purple grape pattern black cloth curtain is horizontal in the middle of the house, blocking the back half of the hall, and I can faintly see the home furnishings standing behind the curtain, but I can't see what it is.

The witch stood behind the threshold with a wooden stick wrapped in white cloth.

When he arrived at the threshold, Wang Laoshi took off his shoes, did not cross the threshold, turned his head and said, "Little master, please come in." ”

He carried a flickering candle on his back, bright behind and dark in front, with a gloomy face.

The group looked at each other again, and finally at the Sunshine Boy.

The Sunshine Boy takes off his shoes and steps to the threshold.

Everyone also followed the example of the Sunshine Boy, took off their shoes, and was about to go in, but Wang Laoshi stopped them.

"You can only be outside, and only the little master can enter."

The witch in the house smiled and said, "Little master, you sit in the house first,"

The Sunshine Boy carefully stepped on the pomegranate-patterned carpet and sat on a chair.

The moment he touched the chair, the Sunshine Boy's face changed slightly.

Originally, it was a solid wood chair, but it was soft to sit on, like a sofa, and the back was even softer.

The armrests of the chairs on both sides are like two delicate beauty arms, smooth and tender, which makes people think about it and make people feel frightened.

The Sunshine Boy didn't say a word, secretly observing his surroundings.

The crowd stood barefoot outside the door, motionless.

Good luck showed a faint smile on his face, as if he was ready to watch a good show.

The purple grape pattern black curtain trembled slightly, as if it had become a water curtain, rippling with ripples.

In the center of the ripples, a pair of big white hands held watermelons and slowly sent them out.

The pair of large white hands were two feet long, with five knuckles, and their nails were flat and rounded.

The arm is as thick as an adult's thigh, weak and boneless, soft and white and tender, like a white python slowly extended, and the watermelon is placed in the middle of the carpet.

Everyone looked at it, and the yellow background and green lines, more than a foot high, were the watermelons that they had picked up from the melon field before.

It looks like it's just an ordinary watermelon, but for some reason, everyone's heart is heavy.

The Sunshine Boy stared at the watermelon and clearly heard the sound of a lapping coming from inside.

The witch fell on her knees and walked before the melon.

"My son......"

Behind the purple grape pattern black curtain, there was a weak and delicate voice, which seemed to be as soft as the flesh of her jade arm, making people involuntarily fall into it.

The sunshine boy sighed in his heart, got up and said, "The child has seen his mother. ”

At the moment of speaking, the Sunshine Boy felt an invisible force pouring into his body, and his whole body was cold and stiff, but he only sighed in his heart, he had expected it to be like this.

"My son, you have become like this, my mother almost does not recognize you. If you are about to enter this melon, it is like returning to your mother's belly, and your mother will endure the pain again and give birth to you once. ”

Without waiting for everyone to react, the long white arms and big hands hung in the air and lengthened, grabbing the Sunshine Boy.

The sunshine boy had goosebumps all over his body like popping beans, and he obviously wanted to struggle, but for some reason his whole body was weak, soft and soft, and let his big hands hold it on top of the watermelon.

Everyone outside was surprised to see that the closer the Sunshine Boy got to the watermelon, the smaller he became, and finally his clothes fell off, like a white and tender baby, only a little bigger than the watermelon.

The blood lotus in the baby's abdomen was still there, but the yellow spring cloud on the left arm seemed to be gone.

The Sunshine Boy was stunned, thinking that the strange baby was just a look, but he didn't expect to become a sunshine baby.

The witch held the watermelon in both hands, and the long white hand held the sunny baby in one hand, and patted him lightly on top of him with the other.

Burst......

The Sunshine Boy looked down with a helpless expression.

He was photographed into a watermelon, with only his limbs and head exposed, like a baby wearing watermelon skin clothes.

"My son, who would have thought that you would be so big that you can't fit a melon." The mother's voice was tinged with sadness.

Everyone's hearts trembled, do you want to take a new big melon?

Good luck knelt on the ground, kowtowed heavily, raised his head again, and whispered: "Master Qiqi, since you can't let it go, take off your limbs first, store it somewhere else, and keep only your head." ”

The night guards looked at the lucky student in horror, and even the captain's eyes flashed with anger.

The sunshine boy scolded in his heart for a good luck life, this grandson is really waiting for him, or good, the oath is broken!

"Not bad. Xiang Mama, cut off my son's arm, put it aside, and then cut the melon and took the seed. ”

The mother's voice was full of pity and tenderness, and the sunny boy scolded the good luck in his heart while guessing the reason.

The night guards looked at the good luck and moved their steps slightly.

The surroundings of good luck seem to form a vacuum.

The candlelight in the house shone on the face of the good luck student outside, and the smile was eerie.

"Yes."

I saw the witch appear to Mama's right hand the pig-killing knife dripping with black blood, the blade was pitch black, the blade was snow-white, grabbed the right hand of the sunny boy, and cut off the shoulder joint of the upper arm.

Burst!

The night guards' hearts thumped, and the Sunshine Boy's body trembled, and he was about to scream, huh? Why don't you feel it?

The sunny boy turned his head to see that his white and tender right arm was still there, and he added a bloody locust branch to his grandmother's hand.

The Sunshine Boy was stunned for a moment, then screamed, "It hurts...... It hurts...... Good luck, this is going to hurt me, good luck, you are so poisonous...... Mother, good luck is going to harm me......"

"My son, just bear with me, just bear with me. Whoever harms you, your mother will kill him first. Son, don't be afraid, don't be afraid......"

Good luck was full of disappointment.

Xiang Mama raised the knife and cut off four branches and put them on a tray.

The Sunshine Boy shouted for a while and then stopped, smiling as if he were smiling at Good Luck.

Good luck lowered his head, thinking that he would seize the opportunity to cut the sunshine boy into a stick and completely abolish it, but it was easily dissolved.

Good luck gave birth to his heart, but he didn't expect the substitute Mu Tong to be so powerful.

"Son, the last knife, bear with the last knife." The mother's voice trembled.

Xiang Mama raised the pig-killing knife, her eyes turned into a whirlpool, and she screamed: "Cut the melon!" Have a baby! The white fat boy has landed! ”

Aim the watermelon on the sunny boy's chest and chop it vertically.

Click!

Watermelon in two.

Yellow skin and green lines, white and white.

Under the watermelon, a thicker locust tree segment split in two, with blood gurgling in the middle.

The Sunshine Boy was covered in blood, and the pale yellow stripes in the blood were like small snakes, crawling all over his body.

I saw the pale yellow streaks slowly squirm and finally burrow into the baby's body.

The hair on the left sideburn of Good Luck suddenly turned a little white, and a handful of hair fell to the ground, some white and some black.

Every night guard lost a little hair in the back of his head, and most of them were lucky.

The Sunshine Boy felt that the sky was spinning, and it was dark in front of him, and suddenly, a big hand slapped his back, and he couldn't help crying.

"Wow...... Wow...... Wow wow......"

The screams of babies pierced the night sky and spread throughout the mountain villages.

Outside the Wu Niangniang Temple, the drums, suona, and musical instruments are suddenly high-pitched and harsh.

The villagers swirled around the campfire hand in hand, frantically shaking their heads, rolling their eyes, and foaming at the mouth.

Outside the hall of the Strange Mother, the night guards looked at the baby who was held in the air with big white hands, and their scalps were numb.

"Take my son and wash Momofu." The voice of the Mother of Tricks came from behind the black curtains, and it was different from before, much hoarse, much older, and with a thick exhaustion.