The naughty ghost child among the trillions of children begins to grow when he touches the air. They grew heads, hands and feet, crawling out of cracks in her stomach. Head squeezing, hand to hand, tearing open her skin, gnawing at her flesh.

Yes, her children are eating her!

The woman's eyes were blood-red, and she looked at her surgeon with tears in her eyes. She opened her mouth with all her might: "Help me...... Help me......"

But under the pale and dazzling operating lamp, the doctor wearing a hat and mask, like a soulless puppet, looked at her numbly with a pair of eyes. His hands were shaking, but he didn't stitch up her wounds. He even stretched out his hand, bent down, and helped a "child" who was stuck in his mother's stomach because his head was too big, and slowly carried it out.

The operating room is clean and quiet, but the operating table is a mess.

The black water and red blood were constantly blending, and the pregnant woman with her hair was terrified and desperate.

And the doctor, dressed in a green hand gown, stood next to him with a black ghost child in his arms. At this moment, his old and silent eyes, like gods in oil paintings, examine life and death with a detached indifference.

Remorse, pain, despair, hatred, like a tsunami, overwhelmed her. A few ghost kids crawled into her ear, and they called her "Mommy". The woman broke down with fear, became delirious, and spoke incoherently: "No, go to your father, don't look for me, don't look for me." ”

The ghost children grinned and didn't listen, they came to her ear and bit off her earlobe.

"Ahh The woman screamed and rolled off the operating table. There were only her and the surgeon in the entire operating room, no anesthesiologists, no nurses, and no other doctors, just the two of them, as if they had expected today's situation a long time ago.

The smooth floor was overflowing with black water, and ghost children grew one after another.

The hungry ghosts flocked to her.

"Mom, I'm so hungry."

"Mom, I'm hungry."

They crawl on all fours, opening their mouths to speak, revealing their fine teeth.

There is an animal in nature called the desert dome spider. There is only one chance to reproduce in a lifetime, and there is only one year to live in a lifetime.

As soon as the mother spider grows her ovaries, her body begins to decompose; When it starts to give birth to baby spiders, its body will decompose even more. When the child is born, the organs of the mother spider are all liquefied. And these liquefied organs are the nourishment of the newborn child.

The children born will rush up, climb onto their mother's broken body, burrow into their abdomen, suck up organ fluids, and devour flesh.

Use your mother as food and eat it all.

She seems to be the female spider who gives herself now.

Black living water poured towards her in all directions, and ghost children climbed on her hands, on her feet, on her stomach, and on her head. They bit her hair, they bit her arms.

The teeth are small but very fine and sharp. They swarmed and enveloped her completely.

There was an unbearable pain all over my body, and water was still slowly leaking out of the cracks in my stomach, and the baby was crawling out. The skin is open and the flesh is open, and the hair is pulled.

She despaired, screamed, struggled, cried, cursed, and finally became unconscious. The body was gnawed clean, but the person was not dead, but the consciousness model was slowly emptied, and a pair of eyes looked at Liang Binhai.

This is the birth of life.

It was as if she was sacrificing everything. Sacrifice your own body, sacrifice your soul, sacrifice your life, and give these trillion children a new life.

That's ridiculous.

Qin's family said she had mental problems and was delirious.

She didn't think so before, but before she died, she felt as if she was crazy.

Because she sat on the ground with her hair dismantled, stretched out her bitten bloody hand, and touched the face of a child. All the resentment and pain in my heart were actually overshadowed by a strange tenderness.

This is her child.

This is the child she gave birth to.

What a great life is.

No poet or artist can sing the praises of a poet or artist who has spent his whole life learning.

The existence of human beings is the greatest thing in the world.

Before she died, she showed a gentle smile, closed her eyes, leaned down, and hugged a child in her arms. With long hair and a shawl, her eyebrows and eyes are compassionate, like the "Angel Mother" sung in the oil painting.

Rumble!

The black tide drowned the woman to the point where she could not see her human form at all.

Click, pop, puff, clatter

Liang Binhai stood on the side, his face covered by a mask, and his eyes couldn't tell whether he was sad or numb.

"My children ate me, and my death was exchanged for their lives."

"But they still love me, and my children don't have digestive organs and don't have fixed bodies. They are fluid, so every piece of flesh and blood, every cell, can be recombined to form a new me. ”

"How wonderful life is, life can still be a reincarnation." Hera pulled away from the memories and smiled softly.

"My child actually 'gave birth' to me again."

Forty years ago, on that bloody night, she was half-kneeling on the ground, smiling with tears in her eyes, embracing trillions of lives.

She sacrificed her body to a new life.

In a hell of red and black, a faint white light emerged around her.

Extreme hate, extreme love, extreme tenderness, extreme maternal love.

The ghost gate of Shengmen is closed, and she actually walked out of another way.

She gained supreme power, and she became the "ghost mother".

Trillions of ghost children have given her great power, but this power needs to be shared with Liang Binhai.

"Because they feel that it is the 'life' brought by Liang Binhai and me."

Hera smiled sarcastically.

"I can't go anywhere before Liang Binhai dies, I can only curl up in every inch of land under his feet."

Thankfully, he finally died three years ago. I came back to life at his grave. ”

Ye Sheng listened to the ghost mother's narration and thought of the story told by Liang Qingqing of the Luohu Mansion at the beginning.

"Three years ago, my grandfather passed away. ”】

"It was a cloudy day, and I always felt sad on the way back from the cemetery. Dad closed the car door, and I couldn't help but open the window and look back. I was startled by this look, and I saw something black pouring out of the bottom of my grandfather's tombstone. They are like snakes, like insects, like water. Condensed in front of the tombstone in the shape of a black 'person'. I yelled and tried to stop my dad, but he was so depressed that he didn't hear me. Soon drove the car out of the cemetery. ”】

No wonder the ghost mother has been in Huaicheng for so many years, and she has not been discovered by the Unnatural Bureau. It turned out that Liang Binhai had been suppressing her with his body, and used half of his strength to fight against her.

Hera tore the private hospital leaflet in half and said softly.

"But it's useless for Liang Binhai to die. I told the children that their father was Qin Wenrui and asked them to find him. But the vast majority of stupid children still think that Liang Binhai is their 'father'. I've always been half as powerful. ”

"I originally wanted to kill Liang Xu and his daughter directly, but the moderator found me later."

"He said, make a deal."

"He helped me with all my powers, and in return, I needed to play the hero of his story."

"This story is very interesting, there are murders in the city one after another, everyone is terrified, the dead are gouged out and their tongues are cut out, and finally the truth comes out, it turns out that the killer is a doctor, and the dead people deserve it."

""Urban Nightcrawler", Liang Xu is indeed the most suitable heartless person in the story, but unfortunately, I can't dig out his heart."

Hera's hand rested lightly on her chest, touching the beating heart. Her long pale blonde hair flowed like water, and she bent her eyes and smiled, and malice oozed from all four eyes, and she said strangely.

"He and I are now one, after all, children love to be with their parents." When the father and mother are together, they will be obedient. ”

Ye Sheng looked across the long table at the woman with blonde hair and white dress in the right seat. He kind of knew why the Ghost Mother was an A+ heretic.

The ghost mother said, "My story is finished, are you still satisfied?" ”

The ghost mother suddenly smiled, gently picked up a ghost child with both hands, and said, "If you are satisfied, you should give me an answer." ”

"Only tragedy can make a classic; Only regret can create perfection. Use your love to dye the city's nightcrawlers, the only stain in their lives. ”

When Ye Sheng sat here, he could clearly feel that the damp, sticky, and cold breath was getting heavier and heavier.

The floor, the walls, the ceiling, and even the table all looked as if liquid was oozing out. thought that the content of ghost children in Qin's house was already terrifying, but in the face of the ghost mother and knowing all the truth, he knew that the thousands of ghost children in Qin's house were completely small compared to the ghost mother's side.

The ghost mother told them stories and was not afraid to delay because she was already waiting for time. She and the other ghost children infiltrated the entire radio building.

Ye Sheng looked left and right, and said lightly: "If you dig your heart, won't you give us tools?" ”

The ghost mother looked at them with interest and said, "No, my child will help you remove the heart." You two just have to choose, who will die for love-" She licked her lower lip, "Give me a heart that will die for love." ”

Ye Sheng put his hand on the table, raised his eyes coldly, and after a long time, his thin lips opened his mouth and spit out a word: "I." ”

The Ghost Mother looked at them with pity: "You don't need to discuss it, do you?" ”

Ye Sheng pulled his lower lip indifferently: "No need to discuss." The undying love you want is always the only one I have. He didn't have any feelings for me, he was just playing on the spot. ”

The ghost mother raised her eyebrows: "Huh? ”

Ye Sheng lowered his eyes and stood up: "Let's go, I'll change places with you, don't let him see blood here." ”

Ning Weichen had been listening to the side, and finally couldn't help laughing when he heard this.

His movements were gentle and strong, his cold hand clasped Ye Sheng's wrist, and he raised his head with his chin propped up. Peach Blossom's eyes were full of playful smiles, and she said ambiguously like chatting with her lover: "Baby, you're really getting more and more fluent in lying now." ”

Ye Sheng: "......"

Ye Sheng looked at him expressionlessly, and his cold eyes were full of "don't make trouble for me".

Ning Weichen sighed: "Obviously, you abandoned your husband and children, and it was you who turned your face and didn't recognize people." Now you're beating me up and saying I don't have any feelings for you. ”

Ning Weichen took his hand, pulled Ye Sheng down, stood up and leaned down, his thin lips hooked, his eyes lingered with compassion, and he said softly: "How can I not love you." ”

"I'm willing to die a few times for you."

Chapter 94: Life and Death (4)

When the ghost mother saw this scene, her face was gloomy and her eyes were distorted.

This is not what she wants to see - what she wants to see is that these two people fight against each other for their lives, not really perform in front of her, like the sea, until death.

Ye Sheng was stunned for a few seconds by Ning Weichen's sentence "For you, I am willing to die several times", and a very strange emotion passed through his heart.

However, he is a person who can control himself very much, and he quickly recovered his expressionless face and held Ning Weichen's wrist instead.

Ye Sheng's eyes were clear, like a thin knife, he glanced at Ning Weichen, and said coldly: "Don't make trouble for me." ”

Their postures are ambiguous and clear, as if they are clinging to each other.

Ning Weichen curled her lips and smiled: "Brother, you acted so perfunctory." I can't even deceive myself, do you think the ghost mother will believe it? ”