when i got pregnant with the last god cub

This strange disease started when a naughty child stoned a mangy dog ​​to death.

The child was the youngest son of Lin Shang's family who sold dog meat in the east, and the murder weapon was a gravel picked up from the side of the road, the size of which was no more than two knuckles.

The old dog's mangy fur was tangled together and it was disgustingly dirty. It stuck out its tongue and walked towards Lin Xiaoyou with a lackluster look.

The child was so disgusted that he picked up a rock from the ground and threw it at it without even thinking about it. Ordinary stray dogs would obediently stay away after being hit.

But this dog didn't, it was hit on the head, and the next second Lin Xiaoyou heard a slight "poof" sound, something ripe and cracked.

The old dog fell to the ground and did not move, and no blood flowed out.

Lin Xiaoyou couldn't hold back his curiosity and stepped forward to take a look, only to see that the old dog's dirty fur was directly smashed by a stone, revealing the white inside.

The inside of the white flower was not liquid or could not even flow, but the moment Lin Xiaoyou saw it clearly again, he howled in horror.

That afternoon, everyone in the village knew that Lin Shang's son, who killed the dog, had killed a dog, a mangy dog ​​with eyes all over its head.

This incident was so weird that two or three days after the incident, the old people in the village were still repeatedly mentioning it. Why is the dog's head like a soft capsule that can be broken with a poke?

And the densely packed eyeballs embedded in the flesh, one by one scrambling to get out makes people feel chills all over.

Lin Shang himself was the most affected by this incident. He dared not open the dog meat shop again. First, he was afraid that the villagers would gossip about it as retribution, and second, he always felt panicked for no reason.

It's like being stared at by something, especially at night, when I sleep and close my eyes, the picture of the dog being drawn away and filled with that thing is all there.

The second was Qiuyun, the daughter of Village Chief Lin, who was so frightened that day that she lost her voice.

Although this incident is somewhat terrifying, there are really not many people who really take it seriously.

It is normal to have never seen some intractable diseases or strange diseases, not to mention that now that technology is advanced, few people believe in ghosts and gods anymore.

The abandoned temple in Linjia Village has been deserted for decades, and the surrounding area is full of weeds and few people take care of it.

Until the first person infected with a strange disease appeared, the temple was filled with candles and temple incense overnight.

Even now, no one can figure out how the disease is transmitted. There are people of all ages, men and women who have this disease.

There is no particular pattern to be found.

Liu Chunye paused slightly when he said this, "When my man was still there, he often talked to me about the eyes. He said that this is the local god who guards the house, and also a thief who peeps in the dark."

Song Cheng has never heard of compound eyes. Generally speaking, each region has its own customs and culture. Although the gods worshiped have different names, their functions are similar, such as protecting the family and wealth and seeking safety.

The one in Linjiacun is also a similar family god, but it is not known whether it is a local god, an evil god, or a sneaky disguise.

Because the compound eyes have tens of thousands of peeping eyes, they have the ability to see everything and see all directions.

After being invited to the home, Fushen accepts the support of the patriarch and will protect the family's wealth, and if he is more clever, he will help the family take refuge and transfer.

Liu Chunye went on to say, "When the compound eyes are invited to the house, the idols usually only open one of their eyes, which means that the gods have opened their eyes. Then, after the family members worship one by one, the eyes on the arms of a few people will open. Opening a few of them symbolizes that one eye has been sheltered under it."

"After that, if there is a disaster or illness in the family, the corresponding eyes will be slightly closed and not completely closed. Once closed, it means that there is a natural disaster and someone will die."

Upon hearing this, Song Cheng asked, "If the compound eye is really so effective, why is its temple deserted?"

Generally speaking, enshrining gods must meet the special requirements of some local gods, such as the specific number of incense offerings and the types of tributes on the table.

Liu Chunye said that the eyes are the little thief who is watching, so the tribute it needs will never be like the God of Wealth at home, just put some desserts on it.

Sure enough, Liu Chunye clapped his hands and said, "Yes, you guessed right."

"The gods must be sent away within one year after the compound eyes are invited to the home. If they are not sent away for more than one year, the other eyes on the statue will quietly open."

After it is invited to the house with thousand eyes, there are only two or three eyes open, and only a dozen eyes can be opened, and most of the rest are closed, which cannot satisfy its desire to spy around. .

Song Cheng frowned slightly after hearing this. The eyes on the statue with compound eyes were specially carved by later generations for the image, and it is impossible to really reach the number of tens of millions of eyes.

Even when the eyes are not enough, it can't help but open the other eyes secretly. What if the eyes that are not engraved on it want to open?

Thinking of this, his eyes fell heavily on Xiaodouzi, and a cold sweating thought came out unexpectedly.

If the eyes of the deity are not enough to see, then use the eyes of the family who enshrined it to see.

A person has only two eyes, and the two eyes are of course far from enough to meet its needs, so in order to meet its already inflated desire, countless small bumps emerge from under the skin, turning into peeping eyes. Eye.

The worshipers became the tributes enjoyed by the compound eyes on the table, and this was the real price they had to pay.

"There are so many people in the village who are sick, and it's still... this similar disease!" Liu Chunye sighed, "Those pimples really look like the eyes on Fuyan's body, so it's inevitable that the older generation in the village think it's Fushen's eyes." The eyes are punishing them."

Song Cheng nodded. For those of the older generation who believed in these things, the appearance of such a miraculous phenomenon would only strengthen their own beliefs. No matter who came, they would not be able to persuade them.

At this time, Zheng Yanxu, who was standing silently by the side, suddenly said: "You worshiped it and invited it in, didn't you?"

Liu Chunye was taken aback for a moment, like a little girl whose thoughts had been pierced, with a look of shame on her face:

"This, we were really frightened at the beginning. Even the doctor we invited outside said that we had never seen it, so we were in a hurry..."

Her voice became softer and she didn't dare to say anything more, for fear that Zheng Yanxu would change her mind, so she quickly changed her words: "I didn't worship, neither Xiaodouzi nor I did! We died before we had time to worship, how dare we Goodbye."

"Dead?" Song Cheng didn't know why.

Liu Chunye smiled wryly, "Yes, at first this strange disease came suddenly and there was no cure, and many people in the village had already opened their eyes, so they were led by the old people at the temple to worship the gods, but the result was unexpected It really works, and the eyes on them are gone."

"At that time, I thought it was impossible. I would take the child to worship in the temple. Who knows—"

Before Liu Chunye finished speaking, there was a sudden mournful suona sound outside the door, followed by the sound of all kinds of music.

The sound is from far to near, I don't know which one is doing white things.

Song Chengyi and Zheng Yanxu exchanged glances, the man opened the door and looked outside.

The line in mourning clothes was very long, and the mournful cries of the family members following behind followed one after another.

Song Cheng poked his head at the door frame to see that someone was carrying a white wreath of papered villas and luxury cars for the funeral of the deceased.

Seeing that the team was moving slowly and was about to pass the door, Song Cheng noticed with sharp eyes that a tall and thin man, not wearing mourning clothes but wearing a white hat, was following behind the tail of the team, and one of them was looking around.

So that person was caught off guard and met Song Cheng's astonished eyes, and the hand holding the wreath paused slightly.

His companion also stopped when he saw this, and turned his head to look in the direction of his eyes in doubt.

So Song Cheng looked at the two people wearing white hats and yellow paper talismans painted with cinnabar on their foreheads, looking like cosplay zombies.

After the two sides were relatively silent, when the team had gone far away, the little man among them pulled his companion towards Song Cheng with a smile on his face.

"Hehe, Comrade Xiao Song, why are you here?"

He pulled off the white hat and took off the silly talisman, only to reveal his fair and delicate face, it was the little celestial master Hu Rong whom he hadn't seen for a few days.

Song Cheng smiled and said: "This is exactly what I want to ask you."

Hu Rong's smile froze, and his eyes flickered back and forth between Zheng Yanxu, who was next to the young man, and the young man, "Ahem, I'm here to make money, how about you? Didn't you go on your honeymoon?"

"What?" Song Cheng was taken aback, "What honeymoon?"

Hu Rong smiled and winked at him, "Then what, it's not Xiao Biesheng—" Newly married, indirectly equals honeymoon.

Before he finished speaking, he was frightened by someone's half-smile with cold eyes, Hu Rong's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly covered his mouth to silence.

Song Cheng looked at the tall and thin man next to Hu Rong. He was young, his skin was pale and almost bloodless, and because of his protruding facial contours, he looked a little thinner than ordinary people.

Under Song Cheng's curious gaze, he showed a faint smile neither humble nor overbearing, "Hello, Ming Xi'ao, the third-generation great-great-grandson of the Ming family in Beicheng."

As soon as Song Cheng heard it, he knew that this person was probably engaged in the metaphysics profession like Hu Rong, and he could calmly report himself as a family when he came up, so he must be the best among them.

It's just a pity that Song Cheng didn't understand these things, and Ming Xi'ao mistakenly thought that he knew Hu Rong, and regarded him as a Taoist.

Song Cheng looked outside and opened the door: "Let's talk first."

Liu Chunye was still holding Xiaodouzi who had fallen into a coma, waiting for them in fear.

After entering the house, the two parties talked about the situation, and Song Cheng knew that other people in the village approached Hu Rong through various relationship channels and asked him to exorcise ghosts.

Although Hu Rong is not serious at ordinary times, he never dared to be sloppy when it comes to matters related to human life. He couldn't help frowning when he heard the man's description.

Such unimaginable things as having pimples all over the body and even having eyes, don't sound like haunted, but rather like... being bewitched.

So he found his former partner, Ming Xi'ao, who was born in the Wan Gu family, and took the order together. Although the two arrived a day earlier than Song Cheng and the others, they knew about the same situation.

"The family I and Western Australia took over invited the statue, but they didn't have time to worship it. When I went to see the statue the next morning, my eyes were all open, as if I had seen a ghost." Hu Rong rubbed his arms.

Ming Xi'ao also followed up and said: "What we know so far is that you can't ask for compound eyes, and you can't go to the temple to pray. If you worship, you will die."

Song Cheng's heart moved, and he asked: "Then... the family who just did the funeral also worshiped God?"

Hu Rong and Ming Xi'ao quietly used the paper talisman to reduce their sense of presence and followed the team. Are they planning to find some other clues?

Hu Rong nodded, "He died after only four days of worship. I heard that he ate well at home, so he threw his whole body on the dining table."

"Then the head split open, and it was full of that stuff." The more Hu Rong spoke, the more he couldn't bear it, and rubbed the goose bumps on his arms again.

The hot weather made him feel cold all over.

Song Cheng was slightly taken aback when he heard it. It turned out that the eyes of those people who Liu Chunye said miraculously disappeared after worshiping the gods, but the reason why they were still dead was that those things had grown into their brains.

Same way as that dog died, why?

Just because he has worshiped the gods, does it mean that he took the initiative to enshrine himself to Fu Yanyan? Song Cheng couldn't figure it out.

At this moment, Liu Chunye, who was sitting on the ground holding his son, suddenly cried to Zheng Yanxu who was standing silently behind Song Cheng: "Master, Master, didn't you say you can save my son?! I, my son I can't hold it any longer!"

Song Cheng subconsciously looked at Xiaodouzi, his heart skipped a beat.

The child's pimple-covered thighs only worked for a while, and then opened three or four eyes, turning quietly and watching the surroundings.