Ruthless Daoist Master Forced Me to Give Birth[Transmigration Book]

Ling Yan was awakened by the bird's cry.

Chirping sparrows sang wildly beside his ears.He opened his eyes in a daze, and saw a fiery red bird standing on his shoulder, with its pointed beak nagging at his hair.

Seeing that he woke up, the little bird flapped its wings, rubbed its fluffy head against his face, then flew up, circling around him.

The little bird's feathers were shiny, and it looked very cute. It was a small bird, but it sang very loudly.Every time you flap your wings, you will shake off the beautiful sparks, but the sparks will not catch fire when they fall on your body, and will quickly dissipate.

Ling Yan sat up and found himself in a void.The entire field of vision is a piece of orange, which is not dazzling, but very peaceful and peaceful.

There are many fiery red feathers floating in the air, which are very similar to those on the birds.

He subconsciously called out "Master", but got no response.

Where is this place?

Ling Yan was a little dazed, he remembered that he and Zhan Yuan were releasing paper kites together, and then he seemed to faint from a stomachache.

It doesn't hurt now.

Ling Yan stood up on the ground, and the bird immediately flapped its wings and flew forward.

"Where are you taking me?" he asked softly.

The little bird uttered a crisp cry and answered his question.

Ling Yan was afraid of falling into a trap, so he didn't dare to follow it hastily.He stood on the spot and felt Ren Xuechuan's position through the blood contract, but the blood contract seemed to be malfunctioning, and he couldn't feel anything.

The bird returned to his shoulder, rubbed his face affectionately, and flew on.

There is no front, back, left, or right, no sun, moon, and stars, and Ling Yan doesn't know which direction to go, so he can only follow it.

"What kind of bird are you?" he asked.

The bird called twice, but he couldn't understand it either.

After walking for a long, long time, the light in front of him was shining brightly, and ten thousand hectares of skylight poured over his head. Ling Yan subconsciously covered his eyes. After the light faded, he opened his eyes again, and suddenly found himself in a wilderness.

Here, white clouds fall to the ground, green grass is like a rug, and the beauty is like a fairyland. The Milky Way flows down from the distant mountain tops and flows to the end of the sky.

Ling Yan squatted down, scooped up the river in front of him, scooped up the stars and quicksand that was full of hands.

He couldn't help playing for a while longer, but the little bird chirped twice, calling him to follow.

Ling Yan looked up, and suddenly saw his kite!

Did the paper kite with the love heart drawn on it, the paper kite that flew away from his hand, actually fly here?He immediately ran towards it, trying to drag it back.Running, he passed a forest of steles.

Those tombstones are all made of simple stones, without carving, only a lot of words are chiseled on the front.

It seems to be an ancient text, Ling Yan can't recognize it, and he doesn't know who is buried here.But he still stopped and bowed respectfully towards the forest of steles.

When he straightened up, he unexpectedly found that there was an extra person on the stele...or, it couldn't be called a person.

It was a beautiful man in a feather coat. He had a translucent body, and he sat on the monument in a lazy and comfortable posture. The flames of his clothes fluttered, and his face was covered by the brilliance, making it difficult to see his eyebrows and eyes clearly. , but with a faint smile on his face, he looked very kind.

"You...are you a god?" Ling Yan asked blankly.

"Traveler passing by," the other party did not answer his question, but said softly, "Can you tell me what the world looks like now?"

"Ah, this..." Ling Yan looked at the paper kite, it had already flown a long way!

If you don't go there, you won't be able to catch it!

But he could feel that this person seemed very lonely, and he would feel a little sorry if he left him.I don't know if he is a god or a ghost, but it seems that he is not aggressive. He seems to be trapped in this void.

Ling Yan couldn't bear it, so she sat down in front of the stele and said to him, "The world is pretty good now."

This question is too conscious, he doesn't know where to start, he can only talk about it from his own teacher.When it comes to Master, it is inevitable to mention Shizun. As soon as he mentioned Shizun, he opened up the chatterbox and talked a lot.I had held back a lot of words before and didn't know who to talk to, so I could just take this person as my confidant.

In the middle of the talk, he felt that this was not good, so he stopped quickly and told him about secular things.

He talked a lot, here and there, here and there, scattered and messy.By the time dusk fell, his saliva had dried up, and the paper kite had long since disappeared.

The man nodded and sighed with a smile: "That's great."

"Yes," Ling Yan asked, "Are you trapped here? What is this place? Can you go out? Do you want to go with me to the outside world?"

"Good boy," the man said with a smile, "you have to tell me the story of nine nine and eighty-one days here before you can go out."

"What?!" Ling Yan jumped up immediately, "No, no, no! My master will worry about me!"

"It's useless to worry," the man played with the small fireball with his fingertips, his fingers were extremely nimble, and Ling Yan was dazzled by the sight, "It must be like this, so that you can wake up."

"I'm unconscious?" Ling Yan pinched his own face, it really didn't hurt.

"Why am I unconscious?" he asked, "Who are you?"

"See you tomorrow." The other party smiled at him, then turned and disappeared into the boundless night.

"Hey!" Ling Yan chased after two steps, "Don't leave me alone! It's so scary!"

But he couldn't catch up with the opponent at all.

There was no shelter in this wilderness, Ling Yan walked forward aimlessly, not long after, he accidentally saw the Burning Heaven Sword that Master gave him by the river!

With this sword, he felt more or less safe in his heart.

Holding the Burning Heaven Sword in his hand, Ling Yan rubbed a few balls of fire to illuminate, and walked in the wilderness.He walked for a long time without finding the exit, and then returned to the forest of steles.

He realized that he was really in a coma, and he could only listen to the man's words.

Holding the sword in his arms, he slept in the forest of steles all night.After waking up the next day, he saw the birdman who looked like a banished fairy again.

Birdman sat on the stele and said to him, "Hi."

"Hey what!" Ling Yan was extremely annoyed, "I want to go out, please let me go."

"It's not that I won't let you go out," Birdman spread his hands, "I can't help it, you just stay here obediently. What are you going to talk about today?"

Ling Yan had no choice but to continue telling him the story.

He no longer has abdominal pain here, but occasionally he feels flatulence in his stomach, and he still feels a little uncomfortable. Whenever this happens, Birdman will gently touch his stomach to help him breathe.

The passage of time here seems to be much faster, and often a day passes when the eyes are closed and opened.Later Ling Yan was a little confused, not knowing how long he stayed and how many stories he told.

On the last night, when he finished speaking, the man in the feather coat raised his hand, and a paper kite suddenly appeared in his hand.

He floated down from the monument, returned the paper kite to Ling Yan, and then touched his forehead.

In an instant, Ling Yan saw a lot of memories, the gathering of four spirits, the battle of the ancients, the roar of the green dragon, the weeping of the red bird... There were also corpses scattered all over the field, and blood flowed into rivers.Countless tragic scenes flooded into his mind, his eyes were moist and his whole body trembled.

"I wish you peace and joy."

A gentle wish sounded in the ear, and the light suddenly became brighter, and the man in the feather coat turned into a dazzling light, covering Ling Yan.

Ling Yan floated in the light and lost consciousness.

After an unknown amount of time, Ling Yan was woken up again by birdsong.

This time when he opened his eyes again, he found himself lying on the bed, his hand touched the sheet unconsciously, the touch was real, but the room was strange.

Ling Yan turned her head and saw the maple leaves like fire outside the window.

Thinking of his dream, did he realize that months had passed?

On his window sill, a row of birds crowded.They watched him from a distance, chirping non-stop, and there were birds outside trying to squeeze in, but they were pecked away by the birds inside.

What's going on here?Come to beg for food?

Ling Yan was so weak that he couldn't even move, nor could he get up.

"Go, go, go..." Someone came out of the window, drove the birds away softly, and then closed the window softly.Ling Yan recognized that it was Zhan Yuan's voice.

He saw Zhan Yuan's figure through the thin window paper, and... the birds didn't want to leave, they still wanted to fly to his window.

Zhan Yuan frantically drove away, and not long after, another voice sounded outside the window.

"Yan'er is about to wake up." It was Ning Weiyue.

She said softly: "You need to prepare a bit to comfort him. Don't let his mood fluctuate too much, or it will be bad for the fetus. I'll go back and dispense the medicine for him first, and I'll leave it to you here."

fetus?

fetus? ! !

Ling Yan violently touched his stomach

What the fuck? ! !

Why...why is your belly big?Still this big? !It's as big as a fucking football!

Ling Yan was like five thunderclaps, and he was instantly dumbfounded.

what happened?

He stared at his big belly for a quarter of an hour, still in disbelief.

"Zhanyuan!" He yelled, got off the bed immediately, stumbled and ran out, halfway through the run, he felt that he couldn't see anyone like this!So he turned back quickly, accidentally bumped into the table, and fell instantly.

"Ling Yan!" Zhan Yuan rushed in when he heard the voice, and when he saw that he fell, he immediately turned pale with fright, quickly helped him up, helped him back to the bed, and asked anxiously, "Does your stomach hurt?"

"What's the situation? I... I..." Ling Yan looked at his stomach, and then pulled up the quilt to cover it embarrassingly. He grabbed Zhan Yuan's arm and said with red eyes, "Tell me, you guys Did you drink a lot of beer while I was unconscious, which made me develop a beer belly?"

"You! Don't be afraid!" Zhan Yuan hurriedly recited the previously prepared speech, "It's not uncommon for a man to become pregnant! There are many pregnant men in the world! Don't feel shameful! This is perfectly normal! You have to use the usual Treat with heart!"

Ling Yan was about to cry, how could she be normal? !

His man!pregnant!All this big? !

It's so big!

"Did you make a mistake?" He looked at Zhan Yuan with the last hope, "Is the diagnosis wrong? Maybe I have a tumor?"

"Tumor? What kind of tumor? Calm down, calm down," Zhan Yuan took his hand and let him put it on his stomach, "You, feel it...it's really a baby."

Ling Yan put his hand on his stomach, as if his mind was connected, he instantly felt that it was indeed a life.

"what!"

Ling Yan screamed in fright, and hastily withdrew his hand.

He couldn't believe it, he was pregnant and had a baby!

"Where is my master..." Ling Yan asked in a panic, "Where did he go?"

"I'm going to get you some food," Zhan Yuan said, "You've consumed too much and need nourishment, and ordinary food can't replenish it. He has to go out and hunt for you."

Ling Yan sniffed: "When will he come back?"

"It's coming soon." Zhan Yuan sat down beside him, "Don't panic, don't panic, I'm here to accompany you."

"You go out first," Ling Yan said in a low voice, "You...you let me calm down."

"Okay," Zhan Yuan patted him on the shoulder lightly, "I'm right outside, you can call me anytime."

He pulled up the quilt and covered Ling Yan, then left the room and closed the door.

Ling Yan lifted the quilt again, unbuttoned his clothes, and looked at his stomach.The originally flat lower abdomen was bulging, it was almost impossible to see!

What the hell is this? !

He couldn't bear the huge impact, and hurriedly covered his stomach again.

But covering it doesn't mean it doesn't exist!

And whose child is it? ?

Ling Yan sat on the bed, thinking back in a daze, what happened to the master before he fell into a coma.But he immediately ruled out the master, because the master practiced the ruthless way. In Ling Yan's view, the ruthless way is equal to infertility.So it is absolutely impossible for the child to belong to the master!

Then it can only be that someone bullied me when I was unconscious!

Thinking of this, Ling Yan wanted to die.

He couldn't accept that this happened to him, and he had that bastard's child! !

Ling Yan fell into extreme confusion and didn't know what to do. He wished he could die, but he also felt that it would be too aggrieved to die like this without severely punishing the bastard.But it is impossible for him to give birth to this child!Besides, he didn't know how he was going to live!

Just when he was at a loss, he suddenly sensed that Master had returned.

"Master!"

Ling Yan got out of bed in a hurry, and hurried out barefoot.

Ren Xuechuan just pushed the door open and entered the yard.

Wronged and disgusted in his heart, Ling Yan threw himself into Master's arms, and burst into tears: "Master! I... I was bullied, I... my stomach... woo... there is a bastard ...You, help me find... find the father of the child, kill him! Kill him!"

Ren Xuechuan: "..."

Ren Xuechuan hugged his apprentice, stroked his back, and said in a warm voice: "A teacher is the father of the child."

The author has something to say: Emma, ​​I have finally written the plot of the copy, I am exhausted.

I'm too busy at the end of the year, and I want to spend more time after the Chinese New Year!

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