Chapter 5 As long as you are brave, Sadako will take maternity leave
Only then did Han Zhen realize that there were two strangers in the corner. He hurriedly wrapped his windbreaker tightly and wondered when did Jiang Yuan get to know two such noble people?
Jiang Yuan introduced: "This is my great-great-grandfather and his son."
Han Zhen looked at Duan Anluo in surprise, "Do you think I'm stupid? Your great-grandfather is even more handsome than my sister. If he were your great-grandfather, I'd do a handstand, splits, and spin around while peeing in front of the school gate!"
Duan Anluo's eyes lit up. Wear pants while spinning?
Jiang Yuan explained to Han Zhen that he didn't dare to say that Duan Anluo was his authentic ancestor, as that would be too scary. He only said that Duan Anluo was very senior in his sect, one, two, three, four... about eight generations higher than him.
To put it bluntly, this is his eighth generation ancestor, also known as the master.
Han Zhen was puzzled. "Didn't you say that there was no one left in your sect?"
Jiang Yuan scratched his head and said, "This, I will have it later."
Han Zhen's expression suddenly changed from dissatisfaction to flattery.
Although he was not from this circle, he had heard Jiang Yuan complain that the sects in the metaphysics circle were like trees in the green belt, with a large number of branches besides the main trunk.
Could this person be from a branch? Or is Jiang Yuan's lineage a branch of the sect, and they've finally found their roots?
He remembered Jiang Yuan also saying that if a young person is of a particularly high generation, no matter how capable he is, he should not be offended.
Because he must have extremely high talent, that's why he was accepted as a disciple by the old monsters.
Maybe if you beat the younger one, the older one will come. You must survive in the cracks and give in if you can.
Judging from Duan Anluo's age, he has this generation. Even if he can't do it, the people behind him will definitely be able to do it!
Han Zhen ran straight to Duan Anluo and said, "Hello, great grandfather. Jiang Yuan and I are half-brothers. Even if we take off our pants, we're still connected by our tendons. Please save me!"
Duan Anluo still remembered the previous sentence and was particularly curious, "Do you wear pants when you do a handstand, splits, and spin to pee?"
Han Zhen: “…”
Did this ancestor grow up in the mountains? Didn't he know this was a joke? He actually took it seriously.
It's no wonder Duan Anluo took it seriously. Although he had been awake for a month and still had some memories of his original body, he had only learned the lifestyle of modern people to make himself look less ancient.
Sometimes, he can't keep up with the pace of modern people, especially those Internet terms, which are updated too quickly and he can't understand them.
Han Zhen pondered the wording for a moment, "How should I put it? You can take it off or not. If I'm being rude, I'll just say no. Actually, when I said that just now, I meant to take it off. That way, when I peed, it would be more vivid, more shocking, and more embarrassing."
Duan Anluo didn't expect this kid to be so honest, favorability +5.
But I still want to see the kind where people do handstands, splits, spins, and pee without wearing underwear.
"Grandpa! It's not that I can't pee, I'm just afraid of stinging your eyes!" Han Zhen's greatest strength is his shamelessness. He squatted down and wanted to hug Duan Anluo's legs, but because his stomach was uncomfortable squatting, he could only half squat. "Please save me, my stomach hurts!"
Duan Anluo moved his legs in disdain, "Stand still and talk properly."
Han Zhen stood up obediently, held his stomach with both hands and placed it on the table, like a watermelon, which made him feel much more relaxed.
Duan Anluo was amused. He was sincere in heart, but tactful in his dealings. He didn't care about his reputation and even had a rare pure yang body. Jiang Yuan was a good friend.
He said to Mu Qingzhuo, "You go back first, I have to be busy."
Jiang Yuan had already opened his third eye and saw Mu Qingzhuo's dark forehead. "Master, he..."
Duan Anluo interrupted Jiang Yuan and waved to Mu Qingzhuo, "Let's go. Solve your own family affairs. If you encounter any problems that you can't solve, call me."
Mu Qingzhuo nodded solemnly, his heart already in turmoil when he left.
Jiang Yuan looked at the other person's back and whispered, "Master, he is possessed by bad luck. There will be a bloody disaster in the next two days."
"I know, raising a son is not like raising a girl. I will keep him alive, and the rest is up to him to solve."
Duan Anluo habitually picked up a stick of incense and was about to light it, but suddenly remembered that his guardian deity was gone. He put it down in dismay and said to Han Zhen, "In my line of work, I don't have many relatives, so even if they are friends and family, I still have to charge them. Otherwise, it would be bad for you."
"I understand. Jiang Yuan said that before." When he was in elementary school, he was playing around and fell into the river and almost drowned. After being rescued, he had a fever for several days.
Jiang Yuan, who was as small as a bean, brought his soul back to him and took away his newly bought bicycle, even the training wheels.
His current condition is definitely worse than being scared out of his wits.
"What do you think of this electric scooter I'm riding? I bought it with my lucky money at the beginning of the year. It has four wheels and a carport. You don't need a license, anyone can drive it. Jiang Yuan has liked it for a long time."
Jiang Yuan happily grabbed the corner of Duan Anluo's clothes, "Master! I want it!"
He checked online and found out that he had received more than 4,000 yuan in government subsidies. He joined the Metaphysics Guild, went to school on weekdays, and went on missions on weekends. Due to his low ability, the guild only assigned him simple investigation tasks.
Sometimes, in order to make a living, I go out in the middle of the night to explore, do live broadcasts, and tell ghost stories.
This little car can travel 80 kilometers on a full charge and can carry one person! It has a canopy, so it's weatherproof! He no longer has to ride a bicycle everywhere, and he loves it!
Duan Anluo didn't know what to say. They should ask for some money to repair the roof because it leaks when it rains!
He will soon earn enough money to buy him a new car.
"Okay, stay if you like. Tell me, what god did you worship half a month ago?"
Han Zhen asked in surprise, "How do you know I worshipped God half a month ago?"
Jiang Yuan frowned and calculated the time, then pointed at Han Zhen in dissatisfaction: "Half a month ago, wasn't it just before the monthly exam? What god were you praying to before the exam? Were you praying to break through the passing line and get 80 points? You actually cheated on me! Bitch!"
Jiang Yuan felt like he was being backstabbed by his good brother. We agreed to be losers together, but you want to be more successful than me!
Han Zhen felt wronged. "I didn't make a wish. I just went in to take a look. Besides, didn't you ask the ancestors for blessings?"
Jiang Yuan looked at Duan Anluo guiltily and didn't dare to say anything. He often prayed. He used to pray in front of the tablet, but now he prayed secretly behind his master.
"That's enough," Duan Anluo said in disgust. "You dare to worship anything you see. If it weren't for your pure Yang body, your belly would have burst long ago."
The two of them then realized the seriousness of the situation and stopped arguing. They both looked at Han Zhen's belly, which looked like she was five or six months pregnant. They both had sullen faces, as if they were about to die or their good friend was about to die.
Jiang Yuan made a grimace and checked it. He was so frightened by the smell in Han Zhen's stomach that he didn't know what to do. "I told you before, don't worship everything you see, especially temples whose names you don't know, or pagodas whose offerings you don't know. If you make a wish to someone without knowing what they are offering, do you know what the price will be?"
Han Zhen smiled wryly and recalled, "I really didn't worship. I just followed my sister in. Half a month ago, my eldest sister and I were hiking in Xishan and came across a temple. My eldest sister wanted to have a child and was obsessed with it. I was worried, so I accompanied her in to take a look. After I came back, I felt sick to my stomach."
Jiang Yuan frowned, "Didn't your eldest brother-in-law pass away? Why does your sister want a child?"
Han Zhen became anxious when he mentioned this. "Yeah, a month ago, my sister and brother-in-law were traveling and came across some drowning children. My brother-in-law kindly tried to save them, but the children made it out, but he didn't... They had been trying to conceive during that time, and my sister was just hoping she could get pregnant; there was still hope."
Normally, in this situation, even if you get pregnant, you still have to consider whether to keep the child.
It's not that the mother is cruel, but life is so long, and raising a child alone is too difficult and too painful. Children born in a single-parent family are also prone to psychological problems. Whether for yourself or for your child, you must think carefully.
But Han Zhen's sister no longer cared about so much. When her husband was alive, he treated her like his life and would not let her suffer any grievances. Her parents-in-law even spoiled her like their own daughter. In the three years of marriage, she had never cooked, washed dishes, or swept the floor. Even her socks were washed and neatly arranged by her husband.
The sudden death of her husband was like the end of the world for her.
She wanted to have a child for the two of them, as a continuation of her husband's life and as her own salvation. She wanted to take care of her child and live her whole life in her husband's family.
"After my brother-in-law died, my sister's mental state became unstable. She was always suspicious and said that my brother-in-law had come back to see her. My parents thought she was going crazy. My mother and her mother-in-law both stopped working and took turns watching her, fearing that something might happen to her.
I took her to Xishan to relax her mind, but after returning from Xishan, my sister was indeed pregnant and in much better spirits.
Also, that night I had a dream. I dreamt of a Bodhisattva whose face I couldn't see clearly. She was wearing red clothes and sitting on a black lotus platform. She asked me if I wanted to have a child."
Jiang Yuan felt that this dream was problematic. What kind of Bodhisattva would dress like this? "What did you say then? You didn't agree, did you?"
"How is that possible? Am I that kind of person?" Han Zhen slapped his chest excitedly. "At that time, I told her that I'm a man and she should give birth! Isn't there an old saying that if you're brave enough, Sadako can take maternity leave? She was so angry that she wanted to beat me up. I woke up in shock."
Duan Anluo was speechless. This kid was such a tiger.
"This dream was so absurd that I didn't take it seriously. After waking up, I ate and drank as usual. My mother made a lot of delicious food to nourish my sister. If she couldn't eat it, she would give it to me. I always thought I was fat and my belly was big. Only yesterday did I realize something was wrong. No matter how much I eat, I can't grow this big in half a month!
The point is, my sister's belly hasn't changed at all. Did the Bodhisattva in the temple mishear and place the baby in the wrong place, instead placing it in my belly?"
Duan Anluo walked behind Han Zhen and said, "Take off your shirt."
Han Zhen first closed the door and locked it, making sure that no one saw him before running back and taking off his shirt.
Duan Anluo shook his head and thought that if he had used his cleverness in studying, he would have learned it well earlier.
Veins formed by ghost energy could already be seen on Han Zhen's back, extending from Yu Weiyan's belly to his back like a spider web.
Duan Anluo drew a talisman in the air and slapped Han Zhen on the back with his fingers. Han Zhen shivered in pain, and then he felt a heat rising from his back, getting hotter and hotter, as if a fire was lit in his stomach, spreading from his abdomen to his limbs, making his limbs, which had been cold and numb in the past few days, gradually warm up.
Jiang Yuan could see what was going on in his stomach and shrank back in fear. Yin energy, resentment, ghost energy, and other incomprehensible auras rushed back madly as if they were burning, and after being forced back into Han Zhen's stomach, they formed a black ghost face.
"Master, what is this?"
Duan Anluo said in a normal tone, "We're going to kill him anyway. There's no need to bother figuring out what it is or why it happened. There's no need to listen to his excuses or justifications. Just kill him."
"What if I killed the wrong person? It must have taken time for this to happen. Master said that the Xuanmen never kills innocent people. No matter if they are human, ghost or demon, they should be treated equally."
Duan Anluo wanted to dig out those prodigal sons and give them a good beating. These idiots had taught the disciples to be stupid. No wonder the Xuanmen sect could not be passed on.
"Look at its aura, it's shrouded in black energy and filled with murderous intent. From a karmic perspective, if it kills the person who killed it, it will settle the cause and effect and won't be tainted by this black energy and murderous intent. This only happens to people who have killed innocent people.
Judging from the color of the aura, this thing has killed many people.
You can sympathize with the other person, but you can't be soft-hearted, otherwise you will be sorry for the person who died in vain."
Jiang Yuan nodded, "Master, I understand."
Han Zhen felt his stomach ache and itch, and it was heaving. Why were these two still chatting? Did they think he was a cadaver teacher teaching on the spot?
He didn't want to disturb his good brother who was learning something, so he simply lowered his head to look at his stomach.
He was contaminated with Duan Anluo's spiritual energy, and his third eye was opened invisibly. It was no big deal when he saw this, but he was frightened by the clear ghost face on it and let out a cry.
My child!
What the hell!!
Jiang Yuan quickly covered Han Zhen's mouth and said, "Shut up! Master is most afraid of noise."
Duan Anluo tapped the ghost face on his belly and asked, "Do you want to come out by yourself, or should I invite you out?"
A gust of cold wind blew up from the living room, with Han Zhen as the center. The ghost face could not break free, becoming more and more ferocious. Its hoarse voice sounded like the sharp roar of some animal, "Fox spirit! I advise you to mind your own business!"
Duan Anluo's eyes widened as he was held captive for more than ten seconds.
They actually said he was a fox, a raccoon, and a spirit!
He hates vixens the most!
Especially those vixen who are showy, vicious, cruel, shameless, and who tease anyone they can!
He slapped Han Zhen's back with his palm, and the ghost face wrapped in spiritual energy was knocked out of his body. The moment he fell, Duan Anluo slapped him in the face.
You evil creature will die today!
The author has something to say:
Happy Dragon Boat Festival, my dears!
What kind of zongzi are you guys planning on having for lunch? I've bought a variety. I like the sweet ones, and the kids like the meat ones. I also saw some southerners online making fish and bullfrog zongzi; I wonder if they're any good.
Today is a festival, draw 66 more red envelopes~
Finally, the attacker will appear in about ten chapters.
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