The green lion looked around and found that there was an empty throne in the deepest part of the hall. 、、

Only the most important Dao hall will have the main hall, and there will be a divine seat - that divine seat will always be empty, because it belongs to Haotian - that is the position of Haotian.

It walked up to Sangsang, carefully bit her garment, and gently carried her to the throne, then tore off a few veils and covered her to keep her warm.

Even the most devout believers would not think that she would be Haotian when they saw Sangsang, who was covered in blood at this time and was waiting to give birth, but Qingshi insisted that she was Haotian and that she was the only true Buddha.

For his persistence and loyalty, the green lion is very satisfied, thinking that the big black horse abandoned the master before, he was even more angry at his disloyalty, lamenting his incompetence, thinking that if there was a chance afterwards, he would have to bite it secretly.

Sang Sang lay exhausted and weak in the divine seat, with bursts of sharp pain in his abdomen, his face became more and more pale, and the beads of sweat on his cheeks became more and more, even without the strength to raise his hand.

The green lion looked at her appearance, very nervous, and uneasily circled around the throne, his tail brushing the wall from time to time, sweeping the solemn and sacred statues of the goddess of heaven on the mural into pieces.

Suddenly there was a commotion outside the hall again, I don't know if it was those escaped priests and deacons who gathered people to come and do something, the green lion stared at the temple door vigilantly, if there were still people who came to disturb the master to give birth, then it didn't care about waiting for any orders, and it was going to bite those guys to death.

Gotta get it, the sound of hooves is crisp!

The big black horse rushed into the hall, and on the back of the horse sat a somewhat obese middle-aged aunt, whose face was paler than that of Sang Sang. His hands clutched tightly in front of the saddle, as if he was about to pass out at any moment.

The middle-aged aunt is a stable woman.

She never thought that she would be kidnapped by a horse in her life, never thought that she would see a green lion half the height of the Dao Temple, and never thought that one day she would help give birth to a child in the Dao Temple, and she never expected that the woman who gave birth to the child would have a sword stuck in her abdomen, covered in blood, and looked like a devil.

In retrospect, she had delivered babies countless times in her life, and had seen countless bloody, deformed and ugly pictures. Otherwise, you will definitely pass out. Of course, she would have preferred to faint sooner.

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Sang Sang lay on the throne of the gods, and after taking a dose of medicinal powder, his spirit was slightly better. Keep your eyes open. Look at the middle-aged woman who was busy outside the veil. Weakness said, "When will it be born?"

At this time, it was twilight, and a long time had passed since the labor pains began, and the stable woman was hoarse in her throat when she shouted slogans beside Sangsang. But it still hasn't been born.

Sang Sang was covered in sweat, the curtain under his body was also wet, his hair was messy on his pale cheeks, and he looked very pitiful, but fortunately, his eyes did not have a tendency to slacken.

The middle-aged woman walked to the throne, looked at the blood sword on her abdomen, and said in a trembling voice: "It's like this for the first time, you can stay for a while and use some strength, maybe you will come out?"

Sang Sang heard the uncertainty in her tone, frowned slightly, a little displeased, and wanted to say something, but found that the strength was rapidly disappearing, so he had to close his eyes and continue to recuperate, preparing to exert himself next time.

Of course, the middle-aged woman wanted to leave, especially after judging that it was difficult for this woman to give birth smoothly, and it was very likely that she would have a difficult birth, and half an hour ago, she had tried to sneak through once, just looking at the majestic and huge green lion, after biting off the upper half of the three Templar Knights, she walked back very honestly.

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Still not born.

The middle-aged woman looked at the pale Sangsang, suddenly sympathized, came to her side and said, "I have to use some methods, in case it is really difficult to give birth, it will be one corpse and two lives." ”

Sang Sang looked at her and said weakly, "What way?"

The middle-aged woman's face showed a proud luster, and said, "Don't worry, my method, I don't know how many fat boys I have saved, there is absolutely no problem." ”

She untied her toolbox from the big black saddle, took out a round-tipped pliers, lifted the drape that covered Sangsang's body, and prepared to look between her legs.

Sang Sang said indifferently: "Don't look at it." ”

The middle-aged woman was slightly stunned, and said with a wry smile: "I said big sister, you haven't let me see it from the beginning until now...... It's all women, you're going to be a mother, what's the shame?"

Sang Sang looked at her and said calmly and unquestionably: "Don't look at it." ”

The middle-aged woman looked at the midwifery forceps in her hand, sighed and said, "If you want to say that this method is passed down from Chang'an City, but even if it is easy to use, you have to look at it." ”

"No need for that. ”

Sangsang's gaze shifted from the iron pincers in her hand to the sword in her abdomen.

Looking at the sword, she frowned slightly, was silent for a long time, her chest rose and fell slightly, and she accumulated all the remaining strength in her body until the last moment, and then reached out to hold the hilt of the sword.

The sword is a drunkard is a sword in a pot, washed with the strongest wine, clean and dust-free except for her own blood.

She grasped the hilt of her sword and pulled it down.

With a snort, the blade of the sword broke through the flesh, and the blood spread, like a river crossing a levee.

The middle-aged woman rolled her eyes and fainted.

Sang Sang's face was pale, and his voice was intermittent and weak, but he was extremely firm: "Don't faint!"

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The cry of a baby sounded in the hall, one after another, not very pleasant, and a little noisy.

For Sangsang, it's like this, and for the big dark horse and the green lion, it's also like this, her attention, at this time, is mainly on her abdominal wound, and the attention of the big dark horse and the green lion is on her.

As for the middle-aged stable woman, after taking out the baby from the bloody wound and carrying out a simple cleansing with an extremely strong will, she finally could not bear the madness of life and fainted.

Sangsang wanted to repair the wound in her abdomen, but found that the remaining strength was too weak to do so, so she first stitched it with a needle, and then wiped it with the last bit of fire-like light in the palm of her hand, and in the whole process, she passed out several times, woke up and continued. The pain was extreme, but his face was still expressionless.

The terrible wound was stitched up, and the last bit of clear light played a decisive role, and when the blood was wiped clean, only the traces of needles and threads could be seen, but the appearance of the wound could not be seen.

Sangsang was very tired, somewhat satisfied, and felt that he had a very good appearance.

Of course, it's good to be a human being.

Suddenly, she remembered a very small incident from many years ago.

At that time, before going from Weicheng to Chang'an City. She felt that her female popularity was not good. At least it can't be compared with those little ladies in Chang'an City, Ning Que seems to think the same way.

He couldn't say that, she thought.

I thought about some small things and old things, and distracted my mind for a while. Relieves pain and exhaustion. She just remembered. He seemed to have forgotten something, and when he looked to the side, he frowned.

She seemed a little bored or displeased. Actually, it's a bit confusing.

Right next to her, very close, lay two babies.

The two babies had their eyes closed, very clean, and the pink carvings could not be described.

The question is, how can it be two?

She is the omniscient Haotian, how could she not know that she was pregnant with twins?

Ning Que asked her in the snowy wooden house, whether it was a man or a woman, and she said she didn't know, she really didn't know, because she was very resistant to the fact that she was pregnant, so she never felt it.

Giving birth to a child, this matter has made her sad enough, and she gave birth to two at once, even more so.

What's next?

Her face was a little pale, and her eyes were a little flustered.

She looked under the throne and found that the middle-aged stable woman had already fainted, or had fallen asleep, and was still snoring at this time, and her heart was really big.

She lifted the legs of the two babies and looked at them to confirm that one was a boy and one was a girl.

Her movements were a little clumsy, even rude.

The green lion lowered his head, embarrassed to look, and the big black horse reluctantly stepped on his front hooves, tore off a piece of drape with his mouth, put it on the throne, and covered the two babies.

After the fat aunt gave birth to a child that year, she did wrap the baby very tightly, maybe she was afraid of cold when she was just born?

Sang Sang struggled to sit up and wrapped the two babies with a curtain, but the wrapping was very messy, not like a child, more like a bag, such as a fat powder box or something.

She held the child in her arms one by one, and her posture inevitably looked a little awkward.

At this moment, the baby boy suddenly opened his mouth and cried loudly, as if he was infected, and the baby girl she was holding in her right hand also began to cry, just like at the beginning, one after another.

She frowned slightly, a little displeased, a little irritated.

"Don't cry. ”

She looked at the two babies in her arms and said with a blank face.

She doesn't have any divine power now, and when she talks and describes, she is still as powerful as the sea and extremely solemn.

But where can a newborn baby feel any majesty?

Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, and the children just born to Haotian are naturally fearless.

The sound of a baby crying resounded in the hall.

Sang Sang was a little annoyed and a little panicked.

She closed her eyes suddenly, her thin brows furrowed tightly, very tightly, very hard, very hard, trying to figure out this way guò remembered some memories from a long time ago.

Eventually, she managed to remember.

At that time, it finally rained in Hebei Province, and she was still a baby, lying quietly in the crook of Ning Que's arm, at that time, his arm was still very thin, but it was very comfortable to lie in.

Recalling the way Ning Que hugged herself back then, her arms gradually became less stiff, became much softer, and bent slightly, the two babies obviously felt a lot more comfortable, and their cries gradually decreased.

There is still something to be done.

She remembered that at that time, Ning Que got rice cereal out of nowhere and fed it to herself one bite at a time.

Babies are going to eat rice cereal, and if they don't have rice cereal, then they have to be fed, or vice versa.

She opened her eyes, untied her blood-stained clothes, and began to breastfeed her baby.

The big black horse and the green lion have long avoided and quietly guarded the temple gate.

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(In today's report, there are four things, one more than usual.)

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Second, the day before yesterday in the sea of flowers to watch the main chapter, the direction numbers are 1989, 0309, that's a little hobby of their own, you know, just like today's chapter, it's also my hobby, in fact, I've been thinking about it two months ago, whether to write this chapter, but then I think it's best to write it, it's really the best, it's good, born a pair, not only refers to her giving birth to a pair, but also refers to her and Ning Que, I always think, they are born a pair, Ning Que didn't appear in this chapter? No, he is the hero of this scene, whether it is his bloodline or the memories of that old year, I give myself a compliment.

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Fourth, the last thing that everyone likes to see the most...... It's a pity, there will be something tomorrow, it won't break out, and it may even be broken, this will be said in advance, but the day after tomorrow, there will be a lot, good night. (To be continued......)