childbirth
After Song Yan died, his mother could not bear the people's curses and committed suicide in Diaoyan Lake.
Later, bursts of crying were often heard from Diaoyan Lake.
Like a child, but also like a woman.
The crying was so eerie, and people often saw the faces of the children by the lake when passing by, so no one dared to remove Yanhu anymore.
In this way, Diaoyan Lake was abandoned for twenty years.
Standing at the gate of the Shen Mansion, Xu's shrill cries reached my ears first.
The moment I stepped into the East Courtyard, a strong smell of blood hit me in the face, making me feel sick.
The door was ajar, and sobbing sounds continued to come from inside.
A strong wind suddenly blew, making the window frames rattle.
Wanqi Si gripped the silver sword at his waist and kicked the door open.
The broken pieces of the overturned teacup were scattered all over the floor, and the tea was mixed with blood.
Mi Xiu fainted on the ground with a half-broken jade hairpin stuck in his shoulder, and Li Xia was also lying in a pool of blood.
The crying sound came from Xu who was lying on the couch.
There was a huge hole in her abdomen, and blood was flowing out, staining the bedding red.
The clay doll was lying in the middle of the room, and the two eyeballs on the clay looked particularly strange.
Wanqi Si cut the clay doll on the ground in half with one sword.
The clay doll split into two halves, and a round little ball rolled out of it.
Yu Heyi leaned over and saw that it was an eyeball.
"Save me! Save me!!" Xu Changjia's face was pale, tears were streaming, and his eyes were fixed on the two of them.
She first checked Mi Xiu and Li Xia's breath, and only felt relieved after confirming that they were only injured and unconscious, and still breathing.
Facing Xu Changjia, she remembered that in her dream, he pointed at Wanqi Si's nose and wrongly accused him of being a murderer.
Although she couldn't just stand by and watch her die, she deliberately used a little force, causing her to scream in pain.
After simply treating their wounds, she took a deep breath, took two steps back, and turned her hands over to cast the Spring Birth Spell.
The spiritual power released by the spell slowly healed the wounds on several people.
"He successfully reborn through another's womb and escaped from the Shen Mansion." Wanqi Si pulled out the jade hairpin from Mi Xiu's shoulder and stared at the bloodstains on the ground.
Almost all the blood on the ground came from Xu Changjia's stomach.
It must be that Song Yan burst her belly and came back to the world. Mi Xiu stopped him from leaving, but was hurt by him instead.
Song Yan is full of resentment, and he is also difficult to deal with because he was reborn through a surrogate mother.
Yu Heyi said anxiously: "We have to find him."
"I'll go after him, you wait here for Mi Xiu to wake up." He picked up his sword and walked out of the east courtyard, heading straight for Diaoyan Lake.
Song Yan's resentment comes from the fact that his mother killed him with her own hands. The first thing he will do after being reborn is to seek revenge on her.
His mother died in Diaoyan Lake, and he should have gone there too.
But he searched the entire lakeside and didn't see any children.
Diaoyan Lake was no different from when they first arrived.
"Old man, has anyone been here just now?" He stepped into the boat again and asked the old boatman who was dozing off inside.
"Who?" The old boatman was startled by the sudden voice.
"A child."
"No, no, don't disturb my sleep, go away."
He waved his hand impatiently, drove Wanqi Si away, and leaned against the wall of the boat with his eyes closed.
After he left, a figure arrived late.
East Courtyard of Shen Mansion.
After waking up, Mi Xiu cried and screamed, as much as Xu did.
"Second Brother, your stomach hasn't exploded yet, why are you crying?"
Yu Heyi looked at him helplessly. The second senior brother in front of him was crying like a newborn baby in the human world.
"If someone doesn't know you, they would think you are Xu's newborn child." Wanqi Si's voice suddenly rang out.
Mi Xiu was stunned for a moment, then cried even louder, her snot and tears trying to rub against him, but he pushed her away in disgust.
"You don't understand! Woohoo, you have no idea how terrifying the child that crawled out of her belly is. I didn't do anything, and he smiled at me. It was a creepy smile."
Yu Heyi laughed and said, "Isn't it good for him to smile at you? Maybe he likes you?"
"If he likes me, would he still prick me with a hairpin? Wuwuwu!"
His crying sounded in his ears, and Wanqi Si felt annoyed. He grabbed a piece of fruit from the table and stuffed it into his mouth.
"Don't make noise."
Lixia also woke up.
According to her, not long after they left, Xu started wailing, and even though her hands and feet were tied, she still made a lot of noise.
She and Mi Xiu quickly held her down, but they didn't expect that the purple blood vessels on Xu's abdomen were bulging under the skin.
Her stomach was about to burst.
Xu twitched violently, her fingertips dug deep into the edge of the bed, and blood oozed out from between her fingers.
But when it came to having a baby, Mi Xiu and Li Xia had no way of helping her.
Her abdomen was bulging high and heaving violently, as if there was a hand inside trying desperately to grab out.
The skin became thinner and thinner, and blood slowly flowed out along the fine lines of the skin.
shocking.
Until there was a "puff" sound, accompanied by Xu's scream, blood gushed out, and the pungent smell of blood filled the air.
A boy of six or seven years old was sticking his head out from her belly.
He raised his head, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing an innocent and lovely smile, which contrasted with the blood all over his body.
Then, he tilted his head and spoke to the dying woman on the bed in a childish voice, "Thank you."
Thank you for lending me your body so that I can appear in this world again.
Those who want me dead cannot fulfill your wish. Even if I die, I will find a way to return to the human world and take your life.
He crawled out of Xu's belly, leaving a long trail of blood behind him.
"What are you?!"
Feeling the resentment rising from him, Mi Xiu blocked his way at the door and prevented him from leaving.
Faced with his obstruction, Song Yan just frowned for a moment, smiled and returned to Xu, taking the jade hairpin on the bed.
Mi Xiu hesitated for a moment, leaned over cautiously, and tried to reason with the newborn child.
Song Yan smiled, raised the jade hairpin in her hand, and stabbed it hard into his heart.
He was a practitioner of sorcery and knew nothing about close combat, so he could only take a beating.
This hairpin hits his heart and he will die.
Fortunately, Li Xia was quick-witted and pushed him, causing the jade hairpin to deviate a lot, away from his heart, and pierce his shoulder fiercely.
Although Song Yan looks like a child, he has amazing strength.
He grabbed the corner of Mi Xiu's clothes with his left hand, grabbed Li Xia's wrist with his right hand, and slammed the two of them together.
He slowly stepped out of the East Courtyard and left the Shen Mansion.
The two people who tried to stop him had already fallen in a pool of blood and could not affect him.
"I just went to Diaoyan Lake, and he wasn't there."
Wanqi Si crossed his arms across his chest, a sinister arc rising from the corners of his eyes, his eyes full of impatience.
"He's not in Luoyan Lake? Then where would he go?"
"His mother drowned him in the Yanhu Lake, and then died there herself. After Song Yan was reborn, wasn't the first thing he did to get rid of Yanhu Lake?"
Yu Heyi suddenly asked, "Brother, what is the price of being reborn in someone else's womb?"
"Those reborn through a womb can only live for seven days. After seven days, their souls will scatter and their bodies will explode and die."
Mi Xiu took a bite of the fruit and said, "He will die in seven days. So we don't need to worry about him anymore, right?"
"Within seven days, he may injure or harm others. Don't leave him alone. When the seventh day arrives, he will explode and die, and the resentment within him will spread to mortals."
Lixia was stunned and didn't understand what they were talking about.
Someone stumbled into the east courtyard with a look of terror on his face.
"Oh no, oh no! Something happened in the east of the city!"
"Chen Yun? What happened?"
"In the east of the city... a few big men surrounded a boy. The boy looks familiar to me. I think he ran away from the east courtyard!"
When there was a big commotion in the East Courtyard, Chen Yun didn't dare to look openly, so she had to hide in the distance and watch for a few seconds.
When she saw a strange boy covered in blood, smiling and leaving the Shen Mansion, she covered her mouth in horror, not daring to make a sound.
How could someone be born looking like they were six or seven years old?!
"It's Song Yan!"
When the three of them arrived at the east of the city, Song Yan had disappeared.
The big man that Chen Yun mentioned was sitting on the ground, gasping for breath. The ground was covered with blood, and it was unclear whether it was from the big man or Song Yan.
Mi Xiu helped several big men up and asked, "Brother, what happened here?"
"Don't mention it, it's an unlucky thing!" One of the big men spat on the ground with a cruel tone.
In a shop, a child's crying was earth-shaking.
The women passing by lowered their voices to discuss, and several big men looked quite unhappy.
Yu Heyi took the opportunity to follow a woman and approached her curiously, "Aunt, what happened here? Can you tell me?"
The women pulled her aside, looked around, and then said:
"Girl, are you new here? You can't tell from the first glance that this group of thugs have been bullying the weak and fearing the strong for decades."
"Thug?"
"Those are the tyrants that young master just helped to rise up. They're always bullying people in the east of the city. Looking around, who among us hasn't been bullied by them? If you ask me, this is retribution."
"The boy crying in the shop is the son of one of the big men. He's a bully just like his father. Just now, he beat up a kid who was passing by."
"Who knew that kid was such a tough guy? He gouged his eyeballs out in one go. He started crying so hard that several big men surrounded him. We thought he was going to be beaten to death, but somehow he managed to slip away right under their noses! He was lucky, because he helped us all get rid of our anger."
The smile on her lips slowly faded.
Although that kid deserved to have his eyes gouged out, why did Song Yan come here if he didn't get rid of Yan Hu?
This group of thugs have been bullying the weak and fearing the strong for decades...
She suddenly had a bad feeling in her heart. The child shouldn't hit him for no reason, unless it was because...
He recognized Song Yan.
Perhaps the thug mentioned it, could this be where Song Yan lived before his death? And Song Yan came here, perhaps to find his mother.
Yu Heyi slapped his head.
Yes! It was some time after his death that his mother jumped into the lake and died.
So he had no idea that his mother died in Diaoyan Lake, so he came to his childhood home in the east of the city to look for her!
"Auntie, twenty years ago, was there a drowned child living here?"
"Really?" Several women looked at each other, seemingly unaware of the matter.
"You are talking about Song Yan, right?"
One of the women suddenly spoke. Yu Heyi looked up at her. There were a few strands of silver in the lady's hair, and she looked older than the others.
"Song Yan was a good kid, but it was a pity he was born into a family like that and was always bullied by street thugs. I knew him; he used to help me move things. Later, his mother stopped letting him go out, so I never saw him again. Then, I heard the news of his death."
Several women lamented, "What a pity, such a young child."
"Then do you know where Song Yan lived before?"
"I can't quite remember. It's been so long." The woman paused and pointed to a roof not far away. "Is that where it is?"
She thanked the woman, quickly explained the situation to Wanqi Si Mixiu and the others, and rushed in the direction the woman pointed.
The house is dilapidated and has not been lived in for a long time.
The threshold was littered with dead leaves and broken tiles, and a few mice were scurrying around in the debris, raising clouds of dust.
A child about six or seven years old stood under the eaves, his eyes empty, like a pool of stagnant water. He let the wind blow up his messy hair in front of his forehead without blinking.
——It was Song Yan.
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