Raising the coffin to make a fortune [travel]

"what happened?!"

When Jin Wenling saw Wan Baylor's face, she immediately reached out and grabbed his collar, without reservation of strength, and almost staggered his strong figure.

Theoretically speaking, Wan Baylor is almost invincible in the world, what kind of force value can hurt him like this.

"Qi'er, don't get excited, no one else did it."

Suddenly, another hand was placed on Qian Baylor's shoulder, snatching him away from the nearly enraged Jin Wenling.

"Master."

Without Wan Baylor's tall figure blocking his view, Jin Wenling could clearly see the person behind him, and Taifu Yu stared at him sternly.

"It was Yu Liangwan who didn't resist, that's why he got hurt."

"who is it!"

Jin Wenling looked at the scars all over Wan Baylor's body, and questioned with concealed anger, his restraints should not be touched by others, let alone the wounds that have become like this.

"Wen Ling, don't get excited. I originally planned to tell you after the matter subsides. I didn't expect to solve the case so soon..."

"You tell me now."

Jin Wenling almost wanted to hit him twice, but the injuries on his body really couldn't find a good place to hit him.

"Depending on who he is, I'm not afraid."

"Ah……"

Wan Belle gave a wry smile.

"I'm not worried that you're afraid, I'm worried...you feel bad."

"...?"

What kind of medicine are sold in the gourds of these two people, they usually choke when they meet, and they fight like black-eyed chickens, why this time it seems that they have made an appointment, they are so vague.

"Since Qi'er is here, you can take him there to have a look. Now that he has just vented his anger, there should be no danger. Speaking of this matter, you should bear it together."

Grand Tutor Yu spoke lightly, winking at Su Hang behind Jin Wenling.

The little goblin was very discerning, Pidianer Pidianer took care of the old man and went down the mountain, leaving them alone as a husband and wife in the snowy sky.

"Wen Ling, let me carry you up the mountain. We have a camping place on the mountain. The snow is getting bigger and bigger. Go up early, so you don't freeze."

Jin Wenling looked at Wan Baylor's injury, stretched out her hand to touch his waist and abdomen, and felt it, but fortunately there was no bone injury.

He climbed onto his back and put his arms around his neck, feeling wronged for him for no reason.

"Am I useless?"

"Wen Ling, why do you think so?"

Wan Baylor walked slowly on the mountain road with his back on his back. He didn't choose to cross the mountain, just like an ancient man who carried his wife back to his natal home, he walked honestly step by step and chatted with him.

Seeing that he didn't respond to him, Wan Baylor added something to himself: "Then why did you hide the silkworm from me before?"

"..., does this matter also have something to do with your past?"

"Hey, how should I put it, I'm so embarrassed about this, I really don't know what to say to you, but since you found out, you've helped me a lot."

Wan Baylor talked a lot, but Jin Wenling didn't catch a single point, but from his tone, it didn't seem like there was anything very difficult. He put his arms around his neck, feeling the bumps of the mountain road, and put his cheek against the Rubbed against the side of his neck.

"Well, if you have anything to tell me, I will help you if I can."

"Hey." Wan Baylor rubbed back at him twice intimately.

They walked for a long time before they climbed to a relatively sheltered valley on the mountainside. Jin Wenling's sharp eyes saw Wanbeile's campsite from a distance.

"Do you sleep here every night?"

"Well, I'm recording a show on location during the day and come back to sleep at night."

Jin Wenling climbed off his back and stepped into the tent. Inside were two sleeping bags that were far apart. It seemed that even if he and Taifu Yu had temporarily reached an agreement, Wan Baylor and him were still in the same room when they were in the same room.

The two bunks were tidy and tidy. On one of the sleeping bags, there was a quilt with sharp tofu cubes, which looked like Wan Baylor's masterpiece.

Jin Wenling sat down on his bed, and reached out to touch the things inside the sleeping bag.

"Parenting Encyclopedia", "Another Choice in the Second Child Era", "One Hundred Bedtime Stories"...

There are even diapers, rattles, and all kinds of illogical objects.

If she hadn't seen Wan Baylor's figure with her own eyes, Jin Wenling would have thought that the owner of this bunk was here to give birth.

"Wen Ling, I made you coffee on the stone stove outside..."

Wan Baylor was holding a steaming cup, and as soon as he came in, he saw Jin Wenling holding a copy of "The Age of Two Children" and reading it expressionlessly.

"Forehead……"

"what happened?"

His face was as heavy as water, and he couldn't see any emotion. He took the coffee from Qian Belle's hand and sipped lightly, shaking the book in his hand.

"Yes……"

Before Wan Baylor finished speaking, suddenly the mountain under his feet began to shake again.

"How could this be? It's just coaxed!"

Wan Baylor showed a guarded look, and stretched out his hand to block Jin Wenling's body.

"Whose cry is it?"

Jin Wenling heard that sound again. Others said it was the echo of the wind blowing the mountains and mist, but it made him feel inexplicably sad.

"Can you hear it too?"

Wan Baylor looked back at him, his expression was mixed with tension and compassion, which made Jin Wenling feel distressed.

"Let's go, Wen Ling, I'll take you to see him."

Wan Baylor took his hand and led him out of the campsite.

The snow outside was getting bigger and bigger, the snowflakes hit his face, the horse was slippery and frosty, Jin Wenling and Wan Baylor supported each other to move forward, he didn't know where he was going to take him, but he was very nervous.

"It's here, it's here."

Wan Baylor set up an arbor with his hands, and pointed to the front.

Jin Wenling barely raised her eyes in the wind and snow, but there was nothing in front of her, just a smooth and abrupt snow peak.

"what?"

"Look carefully."

Wan Belle didn't say much, after he reminded, he put his arms around his shoulders.

With Jin Wenling in his arms, barely avoided most of the wind and snow, and stabilized his sight, he watched quietly for a while.

"...!"

The snow on the top of Xuefeng was blown off by the raging wind, revealing a texture of jade. In the translucent mountain peak, there is a faint shape of a fetus.

Due to the long-term inversion, Jin Wenling has a rough knowledge of the geography of mountains and rivers. Visually, the translucent snow peak lies in the middle of the canyon between the two peaks. This huge "fetus" is at least as tall as dozens of floors. With its head down and its limbs curled up, it is very consistent with the position of a human fetus in the mother's womb. It seems that it is about to give birth. The whole Erxue Peak looks like a huge piece wrapped in The amber of the corpse of the prehistoric giant shocked Jin Wenling's vision.

The wind and snow blew across the valley, wailing like a beast, and there was always a kind of crying mixed in, although it was low, it was so helpless.

"What is this... who is it? Is it crying?"

"Wen Ling, this is your child."

Wan Belle hugged him tightly from behind, his body was shaking, not because of the cold, nor because of fear, but a feeling of deep happiness and heartache intertwined.

"mine……?"

Jin Wenling wanted to ask Wan Baylor why he said that, but compared to knowing the reason, he felt very urgent and wanted to go to the Kunlun fetus, so he broke free from Wan Baylor's arms and walked towards him in the snowstorm. The snow peak ran with difficulty, and at the end even used lightness kung fu, and jumped into the relatively narrow mountain nest between the two peaks.

Wan Baylor followed closely behind, and finally took a step too late, Jin Wenling's hand had already touched the translucent snow peak.

"Wen Ling, be careful, the child's temperament is uncertain!"

The moment Wanbeile grabbed Jin Wenling's wrist, the sound of the baby crying disappeared.

In the valley, there is only the sound of the wind blowing the mountain mist, but it is not sad, it is just the sound of ordinary mountain wind.

"Why is it crying, it..."

Jin Wenling turned around, and only then remembered to ask Wan Baylor for other details. He just heard the cries of the Kunlun fetus, and couldn't control himself at all. His eyes started to turn red, and his heart was tangled together.

"Wen Ling."

Wan Baylor looked at the Kunlun fetus who had calmed down across the jade mountain.

"Do you remember? The night you just rescued me from the puppet world?"

"Well, what happened?"

Of course he remembered that when the lover who was coveted by others finally returned to him, they loved each other desperately, and all the memories were still so vivid throughout the night.

"At that time, I sealed a closed space with rocks, and we, many times, do you remember? That was the one time, I guess..."

Seeing that the fetus had stabilized, Wan Baylor finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the complexion on his face gradually turned rosy with the memories.

"Your dragon aura mixed into the rock I transformed from the dragon's veins to form it. It is our child."

Jin Wenling looked at him in disbelief, and then turned her head to look at the huge fetus that was frozen in the snow peak. Its head alone was more than ten meters high. The deep and terrifying sense of oppression that small human beings feel in front of huge things.

But what surprised Jin Wenling himself was that he wasn't afraid, and he wasn't even shocked. He looked at the very delicate eyebrows of the fetus, and really wanted to reach into the ice to touch it. touch its face.

"Isn't it cold? Sleep here."

"It is the child of the King of Ten Thousand Stones, and it doesn't care about the changing seasons in the world. But..."

Wan Baylor touched Jin Wenling's hand on the ice.

"It hurts now, that's why it's crying."