After the dead woman looked around the room for a while, she set her sights on the bed in the corner. She slowly walked towards the bed in the corner. When she walked, she seemed very laborious, probably because she was pregnant with
Because of the children.
Zhang Qiaosheng walked up to me, pointed at the dead woman and said, "Did you see that dead woman was looking for you just now? That's because she wanted someone to carry her, and her feet hurt when she walked.
And every time I take a step, my lower body will bleed."
I lowered my head and looked at the place where the woman had walked. It was really covered with blood marks. The bright red blood flowed down the woman's thighs, and then she was stepped on the ground by her feet, forming bloody foot prints.
.
"Master, what are you going to do?"
I asked Zhang Qiaosheng in a low voice.
"Boy, don't call me master. I haven't decided to accept you as my disciple yet."
Zhang Qiaosheng glanced at me disdainfully, looked at the dead woman quietly, and finally sighed and said: "What else can I do? Either kill this woman with the Five Thunder Talisman, or persuade her to leave.
.But this damn woman doesn’t seem willing to listen to me.”
Zhang Qiaosheng seemed to be deep in thought. I saw him calculating something with his fingers. There was a hint of joy in the corner of his mouth, and he said to himself: "Maybe this is the best way to deal with it."
I don't know why he is smiling. I always feel that this old bachelor is trying to play some trick. The smile on his face is a bit sinister. This is not consistent with the character shown by his face.
Is Uncle Zhang also possessed by something? Or does he have some ulterior secret?
I always feel that Uncle Zhang has a way to save this damn woman. If he wants to save this female ghost, it is just a matter of reciting a spell and performing a ritual. Even if he wants to kill her, I believe he has the ability.
But why did he make this matter so complicated?
I asked suspiciously.
At this moment, I heard Lian Xiaoru shouting: "Uncle Zhang, it's not good. It seems that that dead woman ran to your bed to give birth to a baby again."
Zhang Qiaosheng looked at Lian Xiaoru with some surprise, "Can you see this damn woman now?"
"Yeah!" Lian Xiaoru nodded and replied to Zhang Qiaosheng: "I didn't see those ghosts before, but this time, I did."
"It's over. It seems that this woman's resentment has become stronger again." Zhang Qiaosheng replied with some worry: "The Yin Qi on her body is heavier, and only those with low flames can easily see it. It seems that this damn woman is still alive."
It’s not that easy to deal with!”
As he said that, he looked at the time, raised his face and said to Lian Yusheng and Lian Xiaoru who were standing aside: "You guys go make lunch! Qiao Yang and I will stay here to guard this dead woman to prevent any accidents from happening.
"
"Hmph! Why was it me who went to get the food and not him?" Lian Xiaoru glanced at me with some disapproval.
"Because, his soul has been hidden by me and cannot leave my sight. If something happens, it will cost a human life." Zhang Qiaosheng replied.
After hearing this, Lian Xiaoru pursed her lips and followed her father to the earthen stove in the house, preparing to light a fire to cook.
At this time, the dead woman had already gotten into Zhang Qiaosheng's bed.
She lay down on her back and spread her legs naturally. It looked like she was going to reenact the scene when she gave birth to a baby on the train that day.
"Master, this damn woman is going to give birth to a baby in your bed," I said.
Zhang Qiaosheng's face darkened, he patted my shoulder and said: "Go over quickly and lie next to that dead woman. As long as there is someone on the bed, she will not be able to give birth to the child."
"But...but she is a ghost!"
Zhang Qiaosheng actually asked me, a living person, to compensate this dead woman for sleeping with her. What kind of thing is this?
I refused to go. I always felt like this was some kind of conspiracy by Uncle Zhang.
When Zhang Qiaosheng saw that I was unwilling to accompany the dead woman, he started to talk to me. He said that he was doing this for my own good, and then he forced me to do so.
He said, if I lie down next to that woman, it will increase the yang energy in the bed. Once the yang energy in the bed increases, the dead woman's child will not be born. If the dead woman's child cannot be born, the dead woman will not be born.
It can’t harm anyone. If the dead woman’s child comes out, I will be the first one in danger. If it doesn’t harm me, this dead woman will definitely not let it go.
Hearing these words made me feel anxious. For a moment I was thinking, go ahead! For a moment, I was afraid that if I went, I would die.
Just when I was hesitating, Zhang Qiaosheng pushed hard on my back. I staggered and rushed towards the bed where the dead woman was sitting.
"Ouch!" I fell down next to the dead woman. It was really unlucky that as soon as I fell down, the dead woman's body happened to turn over.
My body slid to the inside of the bed, and the dead woman slept outside me.
I don’t know if that dead woman saw me.
I saw the dead woman spreading her legs slightly, lifting up her skirt with her hands, frowning, looking very painful.
Damn, here we go again.
I almost cried. Thinking that not only did I have to sleep with this damn woman, but I also had to watch her give birth next to her. This was simply a torture!
No, I have to get out.
Just when I was thinking this, I saw Zhang Qiaosheng constantly making gestures towards me. From the way his mouth matched the gestures, I roughly understood what he meant.
He told me that I couldn't leave. If I left, I would be dead.
I have no choice but to listen to this old bachelor.
I lay on the bed, my heart beating wildly.
I saw the dead woman spreading her legs and lifting up her skirt. It was about to repeat the scene on the train that day.
My heart was in my throat. At this moment, the dead woman's foot intentionally stretched out towards me and pressed on my stomach. At that time, I was very nervous and thought, this dead woman will not
You want to kill me!
But I didn't dare to touch that damn woman, so I was kept being pressed by the damn woman. What was terrible was that the damn woman's legs were not heavy at all, and I was almost breathless under the pressure.
I suddenly remembered that Zhang Qiaosheng said that he hid my soul and this damn woman couldn't see me. If that's the case, then I have nothing to be afraid of.
I took a deep breath and tried to lift up my body and shake the dead woman's legs off.
It's really amazing, this damn woman didn't even notice.
The dead woman looked in my direction and retracted her feet. She really couldn't see me.
Since I couldn't see it, I could let it go and play. I decided to lie down and have a good sleep.
She was giving birth to her baby, and I just had to sleep. When I woke up, the food would be ready, so I got up in time to eat.
Anyway, life or death is no longer my decision. Instead of being frightened, I might as well just sleep through it.
Thinking of this, I really closed my eyes and lay down on the bed.
I closed my eyes and fell asleep after a while.
I don’t know how long I slept, but in my daze, I heard a woman’s scream, and someone shouted loudly from the side: “Hurry! Press hard, it’s about to come out.”
In a daze, I felt someone trying to squeeze me in.
Damn it, this woman can’t really give birth again!
I woke up from my stupor, my heart tightened, and I immediately opened my eyes. When I looked at it, I couldn't help but be shocked. I saw that the room was dark at this time, and a tung oil lamp was lit on the bedside table.
Under the illumination of a tung oil lamp, an old lady with white hair sat.
The old lady held a pair of scissors in her hand and placed it on the flame of the tung oil lamp, burning it back and forth. After a while, the scissors in the old lady's hand burned red, which was very scary.
"Okay! If you work harder, the baby will be born."
The old lady lowered her head and whispered to the dead woman lying on the bed.
I turned around and glanced at the dead woman, and saw that she was already sweating profusely, with messy hair sticking to her face. She looked very tired and weak, but she was not scary at all, but rather...
A little bit of feminine beauty.
This time I saw clearly that there was no blood on this dead woman's body, her hands were white and clean, and apart from the sweat on her face, the rest was beautiful.
"Harder! Harder! It's coming out soon."
Suddenly I saw that damn woman, with her legs spread wide apart and her entire lower abdomen slightly raised, as if she had exhausted all her strength.
"Come out, come out!"
Suddenly I heard the old lady shouting loudly, and immediately after, I heard a burst of children crying.
At some point, a chubby, pink and tender baby emerged from between the dead woman's legs. The baby was kicking its hands and feet indiscriminately.
The old lady burst into laughter, reached out and pulled up the baby's little butt, looked at the baby with a kind face, and shouted happily: "It's born, it's born! It's a baby!"
After saying that, he saw the old lady again. She took the red-hot scissors in her hand and cut off the umbilical cord connecting the dead woman and the baby. Then she muttered: "Cut it with the red-hot scissors."
Cut it off to end the hatred in this life."
This scene made me completely confused. I was wondering if this damn woman was actually the damn woman on the train!
"Okay, put the charm on it, give her a ride, and ask her if she has anything else to say."
Suddenly I heard a familiar voice coming from my ears.
I looked up and saw that it was Zhang Qiaosheng approaching the bed.
The old lady rolled her eyes at Zhang Qiaosheng angrily, "Okay, leave this to me! Why are you, a grown man, coming to see a woman when she has a baby? The father of the baby is here, so why are you anxious."
After saying that, she took out a piece of talisman paper dotted with cinnabar from her pocket, put it against the dead woman's forehead, and prepared to stick it on it.
The dead woman looked sideways at the son in her arms, then blinked her eyes, and two crystal tears rolled down from under her long eyelashes. She struggled and shouted: "Wait! Let me feed the child and then
Let’s go!”
The voice was so sad that it made me want to cry.
The dead woman untied her clothes with her hands, lay down and hugged the baby, feeding her with tears flowing down her cheeks.
Suddenly she turned her face and put her hand on my face.
I was startled and wanted to get out of the way.
But she smiled bitterly, bit her lip and said, "Dad! Just take this baby alive!"
The child’s father?
Suddenly, I felt that the sky was getting dark, and I cried in my heart: When did I get involved with this damn woman?