when i got pregnant with the last god cub

Song Cheng turned his head to look at the one in his family who still didn't change his face, and shouted in a low voice: "Old Zheng."

"Ah."

Zheng Yanxu immediately responded, and moved a little closer to the young man and gently squeezed his hand. Song Cheng pulled away a little embarrassed, and secretly glanced at the expressions of Hu Rong and Ming Xi'ao.

The former has a sour expression, while the latter is much calmer.

Zheng Yanxu asked Liu Chunye, "Does anyone raise chickens in the village?"

Ming Xi'ao was slightly taken aback when he heard this. Why didn't he think that poultry could cure diseases?

Especially this kind of thing that reproduces like a bug should be very afraid of being pecked by the sharp beak of a bird.

"Chicken raising?" Liu Chunye was taken aback for a moment, then excitedly said: "Yes, there are chicken raisers, Lin Dagen's family and Lin Xiao's family both raise chickens!"

Compared to the woman's joy, Hu Rong and Ming Xi'ao, who were standing aside, looked at each other with a somewhat strange expression.

Song Cheng looked at them and suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

"What's wrong? What happened."

Hu Rong coughed: "Then what, the neighbor Ming Xi'ao and I lived in raised a flock of chickens..."

"They all died in the middle of the night last night, and I don't know what bit them. There are chicken feathers and chicken blood all over the floor. It's terrible."

Although he and Ming Xi'ao came a day earlier, they didn't see any dirty things at all. Not only did his talisman not react at all, even the Gu in Ming Xi'ao's body remained motionless.

No ghosts, no Gu, how did this disease come from?

They immediately had some guesses, but before they had time to verify, the neighbor's chicken was attacked in the middle of the night.

Liu Chunye was stunned, "How could this happen? There are no weasels in our village. How could it be..."

Song Cheng also asked, "Didn't you hear anything at night?"

It stands to reason that once the chicken is bitten or caught, it will make a sound, especially when the two families are so close.

Ming Xi'ao frowned and paused for a while and said, "We heard the movement, but Hu Rong and I couldn't get up."

It was as if he had been nailed to the bed by something, his eyelids could not be opened, his whole body was enveloped in the cold air, and he was almost out of breath.

Song Cheng's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly remembered the dazed scene described by his aunt Ning Shu, which was actually similar to what Hu Rong and Ming Xi'ao experienced.

Lin Huan...what the hell is it?Where is Fade Chen now?

The more he thought about it, the more chaotic he became for a while, and he didn't know what to do for a while, and his unstable mood fell instantly.

The man standing beside him looked down at the wilting young man, and couldn't help but patted his head.

Filled with love and pity, he was about to tell the truth all at once.

"Cough, Mr. Zheng, can I ask why you want to catch chickens? If you can't, go to another house to see?" Hu Rong asked tentatively, and then shot a feint.

Zheng Yanxu glanced at him lightly, without showing any emotion, "It's late."

All the chickens in the village should have died.

Unwilling to give up, Liu Chunye put down the child and stood up quickly: "I'll go out and look for them, and there must be some alive. It's impossible for several chicken farmers to die. How could it be..."

Song Cheng didn't have time to call her, the woman rushed out of the door and ran to the back of the house. In a blink of an eye, there were only four of them left in the room, relatively speechless.

Seeing that the atmosphere was gradually solidifying, Hu Rong couldn't help but let out a soft smile: "Then what, maybe the aunt can find a living chicken—"

"There is one in the next door village." A cold voice sounded, and Zheng Yanxu said calmly.

Hu Rong patted his head in a daze, that's right, when they came, they knew that there was a large breeding farm in the next village, and the chickens, ducks, geese, and pigs were noisy and they heard the cries.

"Hey, I'll go. A distant relative is not as good as a close neighbor. Let's go and borrow a bunch of chickens first." Hu Rong tugged on Ming Xi'ao's sleeve. The man looked thin and had only bones left, but Hu Rong couldn't pull it. He half points.

Seeing the situation, Song Cheng had to divide the four into two groups. Hu Rong and Ming Xi'ao went to the next village to borrow chickens, while he and Zheng Yanxu went to visit the Fushen Temple in the village.

Liu Chunye had met Fade Chen. She happened to meet him when she was looking for her son in the temple.

She said that the man was worshiping God piously, affectionate and gentle, as if the opposite was not a cold and weird statue, but his lover.

Song Cheng was so surprised that he couldn't speak when he heard it, he could only ask her if she read it wrong.

In fact, few outsiders came in to Lin Family Village, especially during this special period.

Everyone wanted to run away, away from this cursed village, so once an outsider came in, it was impossible for her to remember her face wrongly.

Liu Chunye said that except for that encounter in the temple, she had never seen this villager again.

Shen Feishen disappeared again.

Walking westward along the small dirt road in the village, when the small bungalows became less and less and the trees gradually increased, Song Cheng finally saw a corner of the Fushen Temple.

It has to be said that although the houses built by each household in Linjia Village are very ordinary, the temple built for the eyes is grand and magnificent.

When you look up in front of the open-air courtyard, you can see the stone-carved door plaque with the old-fashioned three characters "Fushen Temple" written on it.

Song Cheng noticed that this temple is slightly different from other temples in that the Fushen Temple is almost all made of stones. Compared with the temple, it looks simple and has a bit more gloomy atmosphere, especially the stone The color is dark and cool.

"It's so high." Song Cheng stepped across the threshold and looked into the temple. Two stone pillars stand upright to support the entire temple. People standing below have the illusion of being looked down upon.

"Old Zheng, do you feel anything is wrong?" Song Cheng couldn't help but get closer to the man, the temperature in the temple was so low.

Zheng Yanxu brought the young man to his side, and the chilling chill dissipated a little, "Look at the statue, Cheng Cheng."

Song Cheng raised his head when he heard the words, and a stone statue more than two meters high was erected on the foundation platform.

The drooping brows and lowered eyes could not conceal the beautiful eyes on the statue's face at all. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, revealing a look of smiling and crying, which aroused people's affection.

And under the stage were filled with joss sticks and all kinds of tributes, and the melons and fruits had already shriveled and had mildew spots.

Can a stone statue have such a vivid expression?

Song Cheng choked for breath, suddenly remembered something, and suddenly reached out to take out the man's trouser pocket.

Zheng Yanxu was caught by his small movements, his originally upright body shook slightly, and the faint expression on his face couldn't hold back anymore, revealing a helpless smile.

Song Cheng was a little baffled by his smile, couldn't find his left pocket, then went to his right pocket, and finally found his mobile phone.

He lowered his head and clicked a few times to find the photo sent by Ning Shu, but he didn't notice Zheng Yanxu's somewhat messy breathing.

"Look, the stone statue is changing according to Lin Huan's appearance!"

Song Cheng held up the phone for the man to see. It was Lin Huan's photo on it. His delicate and beautiful facial features were almost similar to the stone statue.

Why did the compound eyes turn into Lin Huan's appearance, or what did Lin Huan do to become compound eyes? Song Cheng's expression was complicated.

Zheng Yanxu nodded and said in a low voice, "They are merging with each other."

The face with multiple eyes is more and more like Lin Huan, but the eyes on its body have not decreased, and one after another is watching the surroundings.

"Mutual fusion?" Song Cheng was taken aback, "Then you mean... Lin Huan's self-awareness didn't disappear at the beginning?"

So even though it was thousands of miles away, Lin Huan still found Chen Feichen by instinct, and then his consciousness became weaker and weaker, and he fled back to Linjiacun when he was about to be replaced by his eyes.

Zheng Yanxu didn't speak, just frowned and stared at the stone bricks under his feet. Song Cheng didn't know why, so he was staring at him waiting for his answer.

As soon as the man looked up, he saw the confused eyes of the young man, his brows subconsciously relaxed, and he pulled his wife to his side with a smile on his face.

Then Zheng Yanxu squatted down, pointed to the floor tiles and said, "Look."

Song Cheng was confused, "?" What are you looking at? No matter how you look at Brick, can it bloom a flower? !

Before he had time to speak, the man's slender and powerful joints suddenly knocked on the stone brick. As soon as he touched the stone brick, it was like a broken mirror, splitting countless fine cracks in an instant.

Song Cheng was startled, and the words of emotion turned into a low cry as soon as they reached his lips, and he jumped up, his scalp tingling.

"That, that, that thing!" His voice trembled when he yelled these words.

Zheng Yanxu kicked the shattered stone bricks away a little bit, revealing countless pairs of rolling eyes underneath, the number of which made people sweat coldly.

Even for a person like him who doesn't have trypophobia, his legs softened when he saw it. Song couldn't bear it and his voice trembled: "No, I'm going out, out..."

After saying this, he didn't care about the man and ran out, panting for a long time before he calmed down the irritated energy, Zheng Yanxu came from behind and patted his back.

"Is there any discomfort?" The man was a little worried about him.

Song Cheng's face turned pale with fright, but he still shook his head firmly, "I'm fine, I'm just a little disgusted."

As long as he thought of the place where he was standing just now, there were all those things under the stone bricks, he wanted to leave his feet off the ground, and he didn't even want the shoes he had worn.

The man's cool and slender hands pinched the young man's snow-white back of the neck, and his voice was gentle: "Well, I remember you were not afraid of these things before."

Not only is he not afraid, but he also has unprecedented curiosity about certain things.

Song Cheng was stunned when he heard this, did he mention this in front of men?

Probably because I mentioned it to Lin Zilou and the others before, and it happened to be heard by Zheng Yanxu.

Song Cheng didn't take this matter to heart, and looked back at the temple with lingering fear.

"This, this temple is not full of eyes, is it?" Even under the stone bricks, this is too scary.

"How did this happen, Old Zheng, you are..." How did you find out, Song Cheng couldn't say anything later, after all, it was all about privacy.

It's okay if a man doesn't want to talk about it, but if he wants to, he may not be ready to accept interspecies love.

Zheng Yanxu naturally noticed his slight pause, and suddenly smiled.

Looking up at the suddenly cloudy sky, he said in a low voice, "Yes, its desire to reproduce is being stimulated infinitely..."

What does it mean?

Song Cheng didn't understand, so he asked: "Is there any external factor that stimulated Lin Huan?"

And his cousin, where is Fade Chen?

Zheng Yanxu didn't answer this question directly, but just patted the young man on the head: "Let's go baby, the little celestial masters should be back."

The two returned the same way and hadn't reached Liu Chunye's house when they saw a large truck in the distance, dragging a compartment full of clucking and screaming artificially raised chickens, and stopped at the gate.

Hu Rong is holding up his small mobile phone, stepping on his feet to transfer money to the driver.

Ming Xi'ao had quickly pulled two big roosters out of the car and was about to carry them into the house. He happened to see Song Cheng and the two of them and stopped at the same place to wait.

Song Cheng and Zheng Yanxu hurried over. At this moment, the movement had attracted the attention of many villagers. There was the sound of trucks rumbling, and the noise of poultry. They were all standing at the door of their houses, old or young, watching.

But without exception, these people are wearing long-sleeved trousers in the hot summer, and even their necks are tightly wrapped in scarves so that only half of their faces are exposed, which looks a bit permeable at first glance.

Song Cheng glanced roughly, and knew that most of the villagers in this village were infected with strange diseases, and the constant death of people made them fall into despair, and at the same time they became numb.

And this kind of despair is often caused by poverty. If you have money to go to a big hospital in the city, how can you just sit and wait for death without even leaving the door.

"Song Cheng, are you back?" Hu Rong shouted happily.

Even Ming Xi'ao, who has always been quiet, couldn't help asking, "Did you find anything?"

Song Cheng nodded, Ming Xi'ao's eyes lit up instantly, and he looked around: "Aunt Liu hasn't come back yet, let's go in and wait."

"Okay." As soon as Song Cheng wanted to go in, Hu Rong hurried over and grabbed two chickens from the car, "Dick chicken!"

Song Cheng: "...You didn't borrow the chicken, but moved the chicken again?"

This truck, soaring up and shedding hair, is quite interesting.

Hu Rong smiled shyly and glanced back at someone, "Isn't it not enough?"

Song Cheng thought about it too, just as he was about to grab two of them, Zheng Yanxu was already one step ahead of him and caught him, "Let's go."

After entering the house, Hu Rong put the big rooster on the ground, weighed it and said regretfully: "Hey, this one weighs at least five or six catties, and it can be eaten several times when braised in soy sauce."

As he spoke, he drools and quickly swallowed, and he didn't forget to ask Song Cheng: "Then handsome Song, did you find anything when you went to the temple with Mr. Zheng? Yesterday I went to Xi'ao with you. There is no movement outside, and the statue is so abstract that Baidu can't find it."

Song Cheng raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard the words, "Really, then when we went, the statue was quite beautiful, like a beauty."

Hu Rong was taken aback, "Really?"

Song Cheng smiled, "Really, what did I do to lie to you."

"It's just under the stone bricks..." Speaking of this, Song Cheng deliberately paused for a moment, his face troubled: "It's hard to describe, why don't you go and see for yourself?"

That kind of rare scene in a century must be shared with good friends, and he secretly prodded it.

Song Cheng pretended to be so similar that Hu Rong and Ming Xi'ao looked at each other and believed them for the most part. Hu Rong couldn't help but said:

"Then Aunt Liu hasn't come back yet, why don't Xi'ao and I go and see?"

The young man said that the stone statue turned into a beauty, but he didn't know if it was true or not. They might find something after going to see it.

Song Cheng nodded and said calmly, "It's fine, anyway, the temple is very close. If you want to go, call Aunt Liu back together."

If Xiaodouzi was to be treated with chickens for strange diseases, the owner must be present.

Hu Rong nodded again and again, rubbing his hands impatiently and stepped out the door: "Okay, okay, we'll go and come back soon so we won't keep you waiting for long!"

After he finished speaking, he pulled Ming Xi'ao out the door one after the other. Song Chengyu couldn't bear his thoughtfulness, and almost called him back, just a little bit.

Zheng Yanxu looked at his daughter-in-law's thoughtfulness, and smiled helplessly, and happened to be seen by the young man and stared at him again.

The man stopped laughing immediately, and said solemnly: "Hey, I'm going to see the child."

Xiaodouzi was lying on the bed in the back room and hadn't woken up until now. Seeing that his face was yellow and his lips were bloodless, Song Cheng turned around and poured a glass of water, so that the child could have a sip when he woke up.

Zheng Yanxu rolled up his trouser legs, revealing his pimple-covered thighs. Sure enough, a few eyes appeared on them, staring at the surroundings, and there were three or four bulging pimples on his calves.

Song Cheng frowned, "This thing has started to grow on the calf."

Zheng Yanxu nodded, "They have a strong ability to reproduce. If they are fast, they will give birth to more than a dozen per minute, and if they are slow, there will be seven or eight."

Song Cheng was shocked when he heard this, "A dozen in one minute? Impossible!"

Even according to the slowest calculation, such a short time is enough for Xiaodouzi to lose a piece of intact skin, and the current situation seems to be far from as serious as the man described.

He felt that his family was talking nonsense.

Zheng Yanxu raised his eyes slightly, and said softly: "They just haven't had time to come out yet."

Hu Rong and Ming Xi'ao did the same as they said, they went quickly and came back quickly, and they came back in a mess in less than 10 minutes, followed by the panting elder sister Liu Chunye.

"Oh, you young people are walking too fast... almost ran to my death." Liu Chunye patted his chest.

"How is it? Have you found anything new?" Song Cheng asked sincerely.

Hu Rong froze as soon as he recalled the scene that happened not long ago, and wiped his face with his hands in despair: "I knocked... I stepped on it with my fucking foot."

Those things exploded on the spot, it was horrible.

"Stop talking!" The veins on Ming Xi'ao's forehead protruded, and his already white face became even whiter than paper, with an expression of about to vomit.

He never wanted to experience that kind of thing a second time in his life.

Hu Rong was scolded by him, his face showed grievance, and he looked at the culprit sadly: "Little handsome Song, you are so cruel!"

I don't know if the guy in the young man's family is a person, but he is a real dog.

Song Cheng smiled embarrassedly, with an innocent expression on his face.

Hu Rong recalled that time when they were sitting together watching TV, the young man's eyes were red from crying, and he had to swallow the words that reached his mouth.

He is so good-looking that he can't bear to scold him, so what else can he do?

"Aunt Liu, where have you been for so long and haven't come back? Are there any other living chickens in the village?" Song Cheng quickly changed the subject.

When Liu Chunye heard that his expression was not good, he shook his head and said, "They're all dead. It's really a ghost. I ran into several houses. Not only the chickens died, but all the live animals in the house died."

"I heard from them that they seemed to be bitten to death by some kind of animal. Those corpses are incomplete, and they must have been chewed." Liu Chunye clapped his hands and said worriedly:

"Damn it, damn it, why did this kind of thing happen in our village! There is also Qiuyun, the daughter of Village Chief Lin's family, who I saw a few days ago and was fine, why is the boss with a bulging stomach in a blink of an eye! Look! It looks like it's about to give birth, maybe it's the child of that kid Lin Huan..."

Song Cheng was stunned for a moment when he heard it, "What?"

Lin Huan?Is it Lin Huan who came back from the dead and merged with his eyes?

The author has something to say: Cheng Cheng: My cousin...has a cuckold so soon? (distressed.jpg)

Fade Chen: Big, big brother, listen to my explanation! (Erkang stays in hand.jpg)