At the moment when that little hand trembled out from the bloody flesh.

Everyone present who was in charge of delivering the baby, especially Situ Yong, suddenly had a drastic change in their heavy faces.

They all looked at the little white hand in disbelief.

The five fingers of the fat capital, the delicate fluff, in the sore-filled abdominal cavity of the ink man, are like a white lotus that comes out of the mud and is not stained, so clean that it makes people feel incredible.

Mo Xu, who had just screamed miserably, changed his face again, and his clear eyes were dyed pure black again. He tilted his head suddenly, grinning innocently.

A bare head came out, with unopened facial features, a fat little mouth, open and sucking on his fingers.

Mo Yi grinned, but the skin all over his body dried up at a terrifying speed visible to the naked eye, and lost its luster in the blink of an eye.

Situ Yong and Xi'er were both stunned, no one had ever seen such a strange "birth", let alone such a miserable "pregnant husband", Mo Yu seemed to be taken away, and his breath gradually weakened, but the smile on his face became more and more vigorous, looking at the pure black eyes of the "Yuan Baby" in his womb, faintly revealing a light called "love".

When Situ Yong and Xi'er were at a loss, Zheng Xiu stepped into the gap between Xi'er and Situ Yong with one arrow, holding the small head in one hand, pulling it out of Mo Xu's body with a "wave" and throwing it aside.

"Quick sewing."

Zheng Xiu seemed to have done a trivial thing, after losing Yuan Ying, Mo Xu's whole body was weak, and he fell to the ground, with more air out and less air in. Zheng Xiu pointed to Mo Xu's stomach and patted Xi'er, Xi'er sighed, suddenly came back to her senses, and looked at the flesh and blood mold lake's belly and scalp numb.

In the next second, Xi'er held the needle in both hands, and in the blink of an eye, a pair of skillful hands flew back and forth on Mo Xu's belly in a few breaths, and the shadow of the hand was heavy, and a photo made Mo Xu's belly "look" like it was sewn.

Zheng Xiu looked at the stitched wound and couldn't help but be stunned. Dark Dao Nyima, worthy of being a tailor, actually sewed a chrysanthemum-shaped embroidery on Mo Zhi's belly.

It's just that on the surface it is sewn up.

Black and red blood continued to gush out between the needles and threads.

The aura of the ink is getting weaker and weaker.

[Surprise Cage] rarely shook out the only big move that can cure everything, "Compassion and Mercy Rain", Xi'er and Situ Yong completed this difficult midwifery within the time limit that the skills had to be thrown out, and the Tang knife "Broken Moon" blade in Zheng Xiu's hand was covered with a layer of surging green light. I saw the young man smile slightly, and swung a knife into the air towards Mo Xu's belly, and sheathed it in a dashing manner.

Card.

"Mercy on the heavens."

Zheng Xiu closed his eyes, and the Tang knife dissipated in his hand.

The demonic purple halo in the sky disappeared, and a brilliant green rain of light fell on Lu Town like a miracle.

The boy slashed out a green light from the sky.

"Wow! So green! ”

Xi'er opens her mouth in an "O" shape.

The chrysanthemum wound on Mo Zhi's belly healed quickly under the infiltration of green light rain.

In the distance, the snake puffed up its chest and made a "oooh hiss" sound, with a face full of enjoyment.

Wounds...... Healed!

It's back! It's back! It's all back!

The snake burst into tears.

I can't wait to bear a little more moisture from the rain and dew.

After throwing out the ultimate move "Compassion for the Rain" in this way, Zheng Xiu stepped out in a few steps, looking for the "Yuan Baby" who had just been thrown out in the ruins.

The "Yuan Baby", who looks like a baby, has long since stopped moving.

"Died."

Situ Yong came behind the young man with a regretful face: "It's a pity! This is a once-in-a-lifetime rare 'case'. ”

Zheng Xiu raised his hand, his face hesitant, Yuan Ying looked similar to a human baby, which was difficult to start. Maybe dying on your own is the best ending, thinking of this, Zheng Xiu turned around.

Zheng Xiu's mind was not here, he solved the "Yuan Baby", and after saving Mo Yu with a move of "Compassion and Mercy Rain", he returned to the place where Xianggu and Bai Qiuyue disappeared, pacing back and forth, rubbing his forehead.

He still wonders why Candle has the ability to "incarnate", why it can move across distances, and why it can disappear into thin air right under his nose.

"Where the hell did he go?"

"It turns out that his previous way of moving was not limited to the 'crow keeper'?"

"In this way, it is really difficult to catch that guy."

"Why?"

"Why?"

"Why is everything about him so similar to the 'prisoner'?"

"Am I not the only 'prisoner' in heaven and earth?"

"No, the trick of the 'prisoner' is on me, I am Jiazi, the only 'Jiazi' in heaven and earth! No bullying! ”

"Neither prisoner, but also, something like that?"

"Yes, maybe it's the thaumaturgy of the ferryman Bai Qiuyue!"

Questions have sprung up.

Zheng Xiu suddenly remembered the experience of the candle.

A thousand years ago, after a lot of hardship, he saw the "scorching sun".

"Hmm...... Could it be that the 'scorching sun' he saw a thousand years ago was...... I? ”

A ridiculous idea popped up.

Immediately afterwards, Zheng Xiu let out a "haha" laugh.

"Impossible."

Zheng Xiu shook his head vigorously, because this speculation was too ridiculous and bizarre, it was instantly denied by Zheng Xiu.

The candle is so mysterious, Zheng Xiu is now in Luzhen and finally catches the candle's little tail, and he really doesn't want to let the candle leave.

Or, the candle was hiding in the dark at the moment, observing Zheng Xiu's every move.

Zheng Xiu didn't want to believe it anyway, for the sake of "Yuan Ying", Candle incarnated as "Xianggu" in Luzhen, and laid out the layout for a whole year, and now the Disaster Prevention Bureau has no intention of disrupting the situation, and Candle will give up easily.

In this way, the incarnation of the candle "Xianggu", isn't it sold for nothing this year?

Thinking about it, Zheng Xiu felt sorry for the candle.

"Cat, you say, if he has similar abilities to me, why can't I go where he can go?"

Zheng Xiusi couldn't find a way to think about it, so he let the orange cat who was holding his hair pull on the top of his head, pinched the orange cat's shoulder, and asked in a low voice.

"Meow."

The orange cat whimpered lightly with an unknown meaning, turned his head away, and ignored Zheng Xiu.

The cat, who hadn't eaten fish cakes for a long time, had a pimple in his heart.

At this moment, the devastated Lu Zhen finally calmed down, and everyone chose a place to rest. The serpent rubbed her chest unfaithfully, and looked at the heavens with her eyes, longing for another rain to moisten her wounds and grow some more.

Ye looked at the strange behavior of the snake, and looked at the young man who was petting the cat in the distance with a strange expression.

"Hey, old doctor, how can I look at ......" The young man, whether he is a big horse or a pony, is the focus of everyone wherever he goes. Xi'er paid attention to Zheng Xiu from time to time, she noticed Zheng Xiu's strange behavior, and couldn't help but poke the old doctor with an embroidery needle, and asked in a low voice: "The little young master seems to be ...... Pleasing the cat pillar? ”

She finally came up with the inappropriate word for "please".

If it is more appropriate, the word "licking" should be used.

Situ Yong was looking at the "chrysanthemum" scar on Mozhi's belly that had healed, and in his opinion, the wound that was miraculously healed after bathing in green light and rain was undoubtedly a medical miracle across the era. What he couldn't figure out was what kind of path this young man had taken, and how he still understood the thaumaturgy of the [Healer]. He was thinking about whether to go back and let Mo Ji go to his medical hall so that he could study and study, and when he heard Xi'er's question, he didn't raise his head, and rolled his eyes: "What's wrong with flattering?" After all, the heart of a teenager is very normal. ”

The implication is: children, how can they understand the happiness of adults. Look at his old miracle doctor, he is studying chrysanthemum embroidery. Look at this stitching technique, how beautiful it is, it can be called art.

The teenager's interaction with the orange cat continues.

The orange cat ignores the teenager.

Zheng Xiu was helpless and took out the killer idea.

Mysteriously, he pulled out a piece of fried fishcake from his bosom.

"Whoosh!"

Zheng Xiu's eyes flickered, and the next second, the fried fish cake was already in the mouth of the orange cat.

"Meow meow!"

[It's very simple! 】

Unconsciously, Zheng Xiu's [Foreign Language] has improved rapidly, and he can already understand most of the cats' meows.

Sure enough, the shortcut to skill improvement is wool.

Accompanied by cats every day, Zheng Xiuxi mentioned [Foreign Language] Dacheng, which is gratifying.

"Say? Go back to the fishcake tube and have enough. ”

Zheng Xiu paints cakes for cats.

The orange cat bites the fried fish cake in its mouth, and the cake painted by Zheng Xiu is also a little more credible. It glanced up at Zheng Xiu and pointed at the air meowing.

"Your 'Bund' is an independent and incommunicable meow."

"But if it's you, you should be able to walk between the Bund."

Zheng Xiu was stunned: "The Bund? ”

"That's what you call the 'doorway'."

The orange cat continued to meow: "However, the 'Bund' is also in the 'middle of the cracks', and if you humans 'really' go in, you will probably die." ”

Zheng Xiu grinned: "I...... Not exactly. ”

Zheng Xiu's implication was that he was an incarnation, and if he died, he would die.

Saying that, Zheng Xiu shook his wings.

At this moment, he still hasn't canceled the demonic stance of the [Prison Sparrow].

"Good horn, meow~"

The orange cat jumped on top of Zheng Xiu's head, swallowed the fried fish cake with a bang, and stretched out the pink Xiaoshe and licked his lips. The orange cat stretched out eight fingers: "Eight horses? ”

Zheng Xiu took a while before remembering the stalk of "Eight Horses are Hard to Chase", and nodded vigorously: "Eight Horses!" ”

Orange cats always like to haggle in strange places.

"The 'gap' they opened just now is still meowing."

The orange cat guided Zheng Xiu to the direction where Bai Qiuyue and Xianggu disappeared just now, and his nose fluttered: "Sure enough, it's still meowing." The orange cat unceremoniously patted the top of Zheng Xiu's head with its soft cat's paws: "Meow! Meditate on your 'Bund'! Imagine your 'Bund' overlapping with your 'gap' and you're ready to go! ”

The orange cat meows something that seems to be an easy task.

Zheng Xiu was stunned and didn't understand at all: "Can you speak human words?" ”

The orange cat rolled her eyes: "No." ”

"I mean, can you make that clear?"

"Just swoop open! Whoosh in and meow! The point is to breathe! ”

Saying that, the orange cat's left paw and right paw made a slow-motion gesture, and the trajectory of the cat's paw faintly showed a looming gray mirror, which was gone in the blink of an eye.

Zheng Xiu tried to meditate on the "doorway", but as soon as he sank his mind, he would easily return to the prison of his heart, almost causing the avatar to cancel his fugue.

Open your eyes and close your eyes, open your eyes and close your eyes, it didn't work out.

"Just human." The orange cat jumped off the top of Zheng Xiu's head impatiently, watching Zheng Xiu go back and forth without success, only to see the orange cat's tail wrapped around Zheng Xiu's neck, supporting it in front of Zheng Xiu.

The orange cat lowered his head and hesitated, meowing to himself, and then nodded vigorously: "Well, for the sake of the fried fish cakes." ”

It opened its mouth and gnawed at Zheng Xiu's face.

In a flash.

Zheng Xiu's eyes turned pure black.

The whites of the eyes disappear.

Like a puppet, he stretched out his hand in front of the empty space.

Poof!

Zheng Xiu felt that he was in a strange state.

It was as if something was manipulating his incarnation, but his senses were incomparably clear, his vision became black and white, and a layer of white fireworks burned on the surface of everything, either light or dark.

This is a deeper vision than "spiritual vision".

A more delicate angle than "reconnaissance".

Even the bite of the kitten on his face just now gave Zheng Xiu an incomparably long illusion, as if the orange cat was gnawing back and forth on his face.

It's slow, it's slow, it's slow.

But it's incredibly intuitive and clear.

It's like ...... He is looking directly at the nature of the world.

Zheng Xiu subconsciously stretched out his hand, and there was a faint "crack" there. Zheng Xiu put his hand in, his fingers didn't sink into the ripples, and there was a cold and sticky touch from inside, as if he was immersed in seawater.

One hand is not enough.

Zheng Xiu grabbed both sides of the rift with his two hands.

Pull hard.

"Whoosh!"

A strange "sound effect" came to his ears.

The second before entering the rift, a ridiculous thought appeared in Zheng Xiu's mind: it was really as Mao Mao said, it was just "whoosh" to open and swoop in, so simple.

……

"The 'child' born of Mo Zhi ......"

Ye watched the snake strangely straighten its chest back and forth in place, wondering in his heart, but he didn't bother, looked at the motionless "baby corpse" from a distance, and said to the others: "What should we do?" ”

Situ Yong was still studying the wound on Mo Zhi's belly, and when he heard this, he finally raised his head and said tentatively: "Take it back?" ”

He wanted to say that such a precious case should be brought back for study.

Xi'er immediately shook her head: "Don't be, after all, he was born, it's weird and cruel." ”

Ye nodded: "It's better for us to find a secluded place, bury him, and let him rest in peace." ”

Situ Yong sighed: "That's fine." ”

Xi'er said: "It's better to let the little young master decide, didn't you say it earlier, now we are doing it outside, everything is up to the little master, how he says it...... "Since everyone can't see that Pony Zheng Xiu is the king of the Red King, Xi'er doesn't plan to break it, and it's good to have more fun." But just as she was halfway through her words and was about to ask the opinion of the little pony Red King, Xi'er was stunned: "What about the master?" ”

Ye frowned: "What master?" ”

Situ Yong: "Which master?" ”

Xi'er's scalp was numb in an instant, and she walked to the place where Zheng Xiu and the orange cat were just now: "Master, no, I mean the little young master!" He was still here! In the blink of an eye, there are no people! ”

Situ Yong waved his hand indifferently: "Don't be nervous, the little young master has always been elusive and playful, maybe he will go to the next street to demolish the house again." If you want to ask him what to do with the baby's corpse, don't worry......"

"Uh...... Brothers and sisters, please interject a sentence below. Jun Bu, who had been standing in the corner changing his mask and playing, was silently lifting the scissors at this moment, and the scissors pointed to the distance: "I think that how to dispose of the corpse can be slowed down." ”

Jun Buxiao instantly changed into a "heavy" mask: "We may ...... There's trouble. ”

The "dead" "Yuan Baby" stood up silently.

A surging "umbilical cord" grows from the baby's navel and connects into the void.