Both Jiang Ying and Yan Zhuo were prepared to kill.
Jiang Ying even questioned why the helpers Yan Zhuo had called for hadn't arrived yet...
As a result, after the two approached the house cautiously, they found that the surroundings were extremely quiet. It was not the kind of weird and abnormal quiet, but... tranquility.
It is deserted and sparsely populated, with a tranquility that is completely in keeping with the environment.
It was as if someone had cast a barrier outside the house, isolating it from the world and making it feel like it was out of reach.
This made Jiang Ying frown even more. "If something is out of the ordinary, it must be something evil. Be careful."
Yan Zhuo nodded and said, "Let Cai Cai check and see if my son is in there."
Jiang Ying, "No need to probe. Mother and child are connected by heart. I can sense him, but we can't be impatient. The more impatient we are, the easier it is to fall into the enemy's trap. Death is not a big deal, but Zhizhi is still waiting for us to save him."
She didn't tell Yan Zhuo that the feeling Zhizhi gave her was very scary.
An adult soul trapped in a baby's body, now not only the soul is not free, but even the body has become unfree.
Unable to cry, unable to laugh, unable to move hands and feet, only the eyes can barely observe the environment within a certain range. This kind of belief would make anyone very devastated.
Like a conscious vegetative person.
But there is no doubt that Zhizhi is indeed in the house. Jiang Ying dares to bet his life on this!
But no one knows what the situation is inside unless they go in.
"Okay." Yan Zhuo made up his mind immediately after hearing this, "Then step back. I'm going to open the door. Remember to hide behind me. I don't want to..."
With a "bang", Jiang Ying kicked the door open.
She said lightly, "Yan Zhuo, remember, I am your partner who will face danger head-on, not a delicate flower who will only hide behind you when you encounter problems."
If you like delicate flowers, you shouldn’t look for her!
Yan Zhuo, "..."
Helplessly, the little woman had already stepped into the house.
What I see in front of me is a house made entirely of wood, with a mortise and tenon structure and not a single trace of nails.
It’s very big, with very high beams.
It is open and free of clutter.
Only a lot of flowing white gauze hung down from the beams, piece by piece, entwined and intertwined, giving an extremely ghostly feeling.
On the yellow wooden floor, a vermilion Bagua formation is painted.
Jiang Ying's gaze involuntarily turned to the center of the formation, and sure enough, he saw his son's familiar swaddling clothes. In an instant, all the fear came to his heart. He no longer cared about anything else and ran to his son.
Yan Zhuo's brows were solemn, and no one knew what he was thinking. Seeing this, he quickly used his body's instinct to move forward to protect the mother and child.
"Zhizhi, mother is here, don't be afraid!" The moment Jiang Ying rushed over and hugged her son tightly, she felt like she was alive again.
After kissing the child's abnormally pale face, Jiang Ying immediately put the child down and began to examine his body.
After checking three times, there were no external injuries, but Jiang Ying was not happy. He even stubbornly continued to check over and over again!
Yan Zhuo held her hand in a deep voice, "Ying'er, stop looking. The child is fine, there are no external injuries."
Jiang Ying raised his eyes, his pupils were horribly dark, "Yan Zhuo, no, my son must have been injured, but I didn't find him. It's impossible that he wasn't injured, really..."
He was not injured, but according to his usual talkative nature, he would have been complaining a lot.
But he is now in a daze, with his eyes half open, as if he is awake, but also as if he is not. Most importantly, he has not said a word. How can Jiang Ying believe that the child is normal?
However, Yan Zhuo didn't know this. He was not a doctor and had never had the experience of listening to his son's inner thoughts.
At first glance, I think there is nothing wrong with my son. As for his poor spirits, maybe he is just hungry?
"Ying'er, listen to me, my eyesight is no worse than yours. The child is really fine. Don't be too nervous and anxious." After Yan Zhuo's persuasion again, Jiang Ying's gaze turned red as he glared at him.
This frightened Yan Zhuo, and he immediately hugged the mother and child together, "Ying'er, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me."
It was this embrace with a touch of warmth that slightly relaxed Jiang Ying's nerves, which were so tense that they were almost broken, and his possessed state was also alleviated.
With his chin resting on Yan Zhuo's shoulder, he said weakly, "Yan Zhuo, let's go... There's something strange going on here!"
No matter she or her son, after entering this Bagua formation, they seemed to have their souls peeled away bit by bit and became dull.
Just now, she was so focused on her son that she didn't notice. If it weren't for Yan Zhuo's hug, the consequences would have been disastrous!
"Okay!" Although Yan Zhuo didn't know why, he was obedient. He immediately used his strength to carry the mother and child out of the house at once.
After an incense stick of time, Jiang Ying gradually recovered.
The helpers Yan Zhuo called for, the fifty Demon Guards, have arrived!
He was wearing a neat silver outfit, boots and a hood, and his figure was thin at the ends and thick in the middle, like a bullet. Jiang Ying couldn't help but take a few more glances.
"Okay, that's it for now, you guys go ahead."
After Yan Zhuo instructed the Mo Ji Guards to investigate the surroundings and search for the murderer who brought little Yan Zhi up, he noticed that Jiang Ying had woken up. He immediately walked forward excitedly and squatted on one knee, "Ying'er!"
Jiang Ying propped himself up and said, "I'm fine. How's the baby?"
As she was speaking, she found that the child was also lying on the grass not far from her, so she struggled to go over and take a look.
It didn't matter that he took a look, his expression suddenly changed.
At this moment, Yan Zhuo would no longer be so stupid as to say that the child was fine, just hungry, as he did just now in the house.
Because during the entire time Jiang Ying was dizzy, he had been holding the child. The fear and helplessness of him trying his best to inject his internal energy into the child, but still unable to warm the child's small body, made Yan Zhuo realize that perhaps, Ying'er was not overthinking...
"Yes, the child is not doing well." Yan Zhuo said with difficulty.
I really want to ask Jiang Ying, is there any hope? Why did this happen? What on earth happened?
But I couldn't ask a single question.
As a father, he had no idea about these problems and even had the audacity to ask the child's mother. He is such a negligent father!
So he sent 48 Demon Guards out and left only 2 on the mountain for protection.
I believe that it won’t take long for him to calm down and he will soon know the answer.
But the child's mother, after pulling off the bellyband on the child's belly and sniffing at his navel, suddenly burst into a cold laugh. "Great! What a great trick! My son, Jiang Ying, is only half a year old, yet he had someone plant white moth eggs in him. Such a heartless thing! If I catch him one day, I will definitely give him a taste of his own medicine!"
Angry! So angry!
Jiang Ying subconsciously bit his tongue hard to not forget the pain.
Even if she has a way to treat this white moth egg, but...
When the little woman looked at him with an almost resentful and sad look, Yan Zhuo felt a chill in his heart and couldn't describe the feeling.
His hand subconsciously reached out and rested on her brow, gently smoothing out the wrinkle.
"Don't be afraid. No matter what happens, I will be with you and your mother."
"All I want in this life is for mother and child to be safe."
Love her and the kids, nothing else.
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