What is wrong with raising snakes?

The shopkeeper shouted loudly again: "Closed! Go elsewhere!"

"Wait." Yan Fenglang interrupted him, "Are there any rooms in the store?"

The shopkeeper frowned and said, "Guest officer, it's not that I don't want to open the door for business. If I let people in today, I won't have to sleep at night in the future."

"I know this person."

The shopkeeper was taken aback, and after a moment of hesitation, he gave a compromised "Oh", muttered "Forget it, let me do a good deed", and got up to open the door.

Yan Fenglang turned around and carried Xuan Qingci back to the house, and went downstairs after he settled down.When he saw the man, he couldn't help being frightened, he stepped forward and said, "This... please call the midwife!"

The shopkeeper spread his hands together: "It's New Year's Eve, and it's night again, where can I find the midwife!"

Seeing Yan Fenglang's face, the woman hugged him tightly, grabbed his clothes tightly, raised her pale face, and said in a weak voice, "Help me...I know you can save me..."

Yan Fenglang was covered in blood by her, but he couldn't push her away. Thinking of her relationship with Xuan Qingci, he gritted his teeth and said, "Go find a room first."

The shopkeeper nodded again and again, thinking that this young man looked pure-hearted and ascetic, with an air of aloofness and no strangers to enter, so there was such a shameful thing.

Yan Fenglang hugged the woman horizontally, and comforted in a low voice: "Be patient, be patient."

The woman grabbed Yan Fenglang's collar, bit her lip and trembled all over.

The shopkeeper found a room facing east, and he put a brazier in it.

"Guest officer... this?"

The woman knew that Yan Fenglang didn't know how to do this, so she whispered to the shopkeeper, "Help me...get a basin of hot water..."

The shopkeeper complied.

The woman asked the shopkeeper to guard the door, leaving Yan Fenglang behind.

"I..." Yan Fenglang looked at her with her back straightened and her stomach protruding high, and she was at a loss with her hands stretched in midair.

The woman grabbed Yan Fenglang's hand with bloody hands, put his hand on her stomach, and said, "Help me..."

Yan Fenglang touched his belly as big as a pot, and his palm was wrapped in a numb feeling. He didn't even dare to move, for fear that he would accidentally hurt the woman.

"I won't." He answered honestly, and suddenly the faces of two people appeared in his mind, and he said, "Wait for me."

The woman was sweating profusely from the pain, but nodded obediently.

Yan Fenglang called out Xie Bian and Fan Wujiu, grabbed Xie Bian with one hand and held him in front of the woman, pointed at her and said, "Save her."

Xie Bi'an's eyes widened: "Yan Jun, you broke the precept!?"

Fan Wujiu took two steps forward, took a careful look, and said to Yan Fenglang: "Spirits cannot touch Yin blood, Yan Jun must know this truth."

Yan Fenglang quickly pulled Xie Bi'an back and said, "You tell me, I'll do it."

Xie Bi'an hugged Fuchen, and seemed very happy that he could command Yan Fenglang again. He raised his tone and said, "First of all, you have to take off her pants."

When Yan Fenglang heard this, he swiped his knife, but Xie Bi'an "hummed": "What are you looking at, let's go, otherwise how do you know whether it's a head or a foot?"

Yan Fenglang was at a loss for words, and slowly approached the woman. The woman saw him hesitating, not knowing where to start, so she simply started to do it herself.Yan Fenglang was taken aback, and hurried over to stop her, while tugging at her waistband, he said, "I'll do it, I'm offended."

The woman raised her head and yelled, trying to straighten her back to make Yan Fenglang's movements smoother.

Yan Fenglang turned his face away at the beginning, but when he realized that it was inconvenient, he faced the woman and took off the skirt pants in one go. Seeing that her crossed legs were covered with blood, he subconsciously wanted to take hot water. wipe.

"God..."

The woman stretched out her hand to hold Yan Fenglang's arm. Yan Fenglang thought she was about to say something, so he leaned over, but when she heard her suddenly shout, her ears "buzzed" immediately, but she still didn't push the woman away, letting her Fingernails dug into his arm.

Xie Bi'an's expression changed suddenly, he took a step forward and said, "No, I'm afraid the fetal position is not right."

Yan Fenglang didn't understand what this meant, but he guessed it was not a good thing after hearing this, and asked, "Then what should we do?"

The woman's other hand also suddenly grabbed Yan Fenglang, her eyes widened and she said with all her strength, "Leave me alone..." She stroked Dou Da's belly with a gentle expression, "As long as 'he' lives... "

Yan Fenglang stared at her face, and suddenly thought of Lianyi, wondering if she would be like this woman when she was pregnant with Qingci, no... Lianyi was not, she wanted Qingci to die.

"Ah! It hurts..."

Yan Fenglang watched the woman toss and turn in pain, but there was nothing he could do. He secretly wanted to use a burst of true energy to protect her, but was stopped by Xie Bian.

"Her own zhenqi is disordered, if Shangshen enters her zhenqi at this time, I'm afraid she will die suddenly."

Yan Fenglang stopped his hands at once, pulled his sleeves to wipe off the cold sweat on the woman's forehead, held the woman's hand behind his back, and comforted softly: "Hold on."

The woman stared at the top of the bed with tears in her eyes, her eyes began to loosen, and her strength was also much weaker.Yan Fenglang was shocked, turned his head to look at Xie Bi'an, his eyes were full of asking for help.

"No, if this continues, not only will she die, but the fetus in her womb will also be lost."

"How about that?"

Xie Bi'an stared at Yan Fenglang without speaking for a long time. The latter looked at him, and after a while he understood, and shouted loudly: "No!"

The woman seemed to understand something, and stared at Yan Fenglang like a flash of light: "God, please save him..."

The oil lamp swayed in the room, suddenly emitting a dazzling light, Yan Fenglang looked at the oil lamp and found that it was about to burn out.

He squeezed the woman's hand tightly and nodded heavily.

"Okay, I promise you, save 'him'."

Xie Bi'an turned her head away, and the woman straightened her head contentedly, and gave birth to the fetus in her womb with the last of her strength. Yan Fenglang stretched out his hand to follow her strength, and finally saw two bright red feet exposed. , obeying Fan Wujiu's words, carefully pulled the fetus out.

It's a girl.

The woman panted heavily, staring at the bed curtain weakly, the color in her eyes gradually lost.

Yan Fenglang held the bloody child and looked at the woman in bewilderment, but she seemed to be silent.

"What's wrong with you...Look at..."

The child was very small and soft, so small that it was only the size of Yan Fenglang's two hands, so soft that it seemed that Yan Fenglang would leave marks on her body with just a slight pinch.

The woman turned her head, very slowly, looking at the fetus with a loving expression, she slowly stretched out her finger and poked the child's face, trying to make a smile, at this moment, the hand suddenly It hung down heavily.

"you……"

Yan Fenglang was stunned for a moment, his heart ached, and his nose was sore. He just witnessed the birth of a life, the passing of a life, right in front of his eyes, right in his hands.

"Wow!"

The child seemed to feel the death of his mother, and burst into tears at that moment. The crying sound was extremely penetrating, piercing straight into Yan Fenglang's heart, which shocked him all over.

The shopkeeper standing outside heard the cry of the child and asked happily: "Guest officer! How is it?"

Yan Fenglang looked down at the crying child in his hands, the blood of the child was all over his body, pure and sad.He wrapped the child lightly with the culottes that the woman had taken off, and covered the woman with the quilt with one hand.

"You said... she died, will Qing Ci blame me?"

Only then did Xie Bi'an notice another person in the room - Cang Yunbai.

"Yan Jun didn't kill her, how could Qingci blame Yan Jun?" Cang Yunbai replied.

Yan Fenglang breathed a sigh of relief and smiled: "That's good."

"Knock knock knock!"

"Guest officer, how is the lady?"

Yan Fenglang was taken aback for a moment, and the smile on his face stopped abruptly. After sighing, he held the child and opened the door for the shopkeeper.

As soon as the shopkeeper saw the child in his hand, he wanted to ask again, but was interrupted by Yan Fenglang.

"Find a straw mat."

The shopkeeper's eyes turned red instantly, and he nodded, "Hey, good..."

Yan Fenglang didn't ask the shopkeeper to move the woman's body, but wrapped the woman in a straw mat himself, and left for the cypress forest, leaving the child to the shopkeeper to take care of.

Cang Yunbai led Yan Fenglang to the woman's original place, which was a field of fiery red flowers.

Flowers bloom and leaves fall, never to be seen in a lifetime.

Yan Fenglang buried the woman in the middle of the flowers.

"She and Qingci have known each other for 40 years. On the day they became adults, they happened to meet Qingci." Cang Yunbai was speaking, gently stroking the petals with his palm.

"Do you know her name?" Yan Fenglang asked.

Cang Yunbai shook his head, and replied: "The flower demon doesn't have a name, and she said that an expert will take her name in the future."

After finishing speaking, Cang Yunbai looked at Yan Fenglang, and asked: "The flower demon is pregnant, and it must be a good relationship. Can Yan Jun have a way to call back her soul? In this way, I can know her name."

Yan Fenglang thought it was all right, and was about to summon the soul when he heard a soft voice behind him.

"Who?"

"it's me."

Yan Fenglang turned his head, and saw the soul of a woman appearing among the flowers, the ink-splashed blue silk fluttering in the wind, and the clothes on his body were not the bright moon white that night, but fiery red long veils.

She was still the same as when Yan Fenglang saw her for the first time.

"My name is... Manshu."

Yan Fenglang brought Manshu back to the hotel, but didn't immediately take her back to the ghost gate. When he promised Manshu to take one last look at the child, he secretly cursed himself for not knowing the rules of the ghost gate.But when he saw Manshu looking at the child tenderly, he felt that it was okay to break the precept.

Maybe he stayed in the human world for too long.

"She is like me, and she will definitely look better than me when she grows up." Manshu said with a smile, his face overflowing with pampering.

Yan Fenglang looked at this wrinkled little girl, she didn't look graceful or enchanting at all, he really couldn't see how she looked like Manshu, but after all she was delivered by him himself, so there was always an indescribable emotion about her.

"Have you thought of a name yet?"

Facing Yan Fenglang who spoke suddenly, the shopkeeper shook his hand holding the child, and replied, "Isn't this child the guest's?"

Yan Fenglang's face darkened, and the shopkeeper immediately closed his mouth, but Manshu laughed.

"Her father's surname is Sha...that's..." Manshu thought for a while, but couldn't come up with a reason, looked at Yan Fenglang, and said with a smile, "It's better to let the God of God take it. It’s been smooth sailing, which is great.”

Yan Fenglang remembered Xuan Qingci's name, stared at Manshu, and said, "Flowers bloom and heavy fires are born, and brocade comes from difficulties... so it's called... How about Chongjin?"

When Manshu heard it, he murmured: "Flowers bloom and fire grows, brocade comes from difficulties...Chongjin, Chongjin, Sha Chongjin, I like it."

When the shopkeeper heard the name, he felt that it was appropriate, and his eyebrows parted to both sides with a smile.

"If her mother knew, she would like it too."