Good, this can't be eaten

The nephew made preparations in advance and prepared for it for two full days.

On the third night, around eleven o'clock, several people met in the living room. No, it was three people and one ghost. The rest of the ghost servants were sent to other places, and they were not allowed to appear for the time being. , so as not to cause other problems.

In the middle of the living room was placed a large table that looked like an operating table, covered with a white cloth, Meng Shu lay on it nervously: "Is it really possible? Will there be no accidents?"

The nephew was made a little impatient by him: "Don't panic, even if it fails, there will be no side effects. At most, it will become more vigilant. What are you worried about?"

"It's not that you're pregnant." Meng Shu said aggrievedly.

The nephew was not annoyed either, and calmly rolled up his sleeves: "I don't have that blessing."

Meng Shu rolled her eyes angrily, what kind of blessing is this?This is clearly evil.

"It's almost time, stop bickering." Xie Chi said flatly, the ball of black mist writhed happily on her body, it seemed that as long as she got close to Xie Chi, she would become much happier than usual. At this time When her nephew comes to touch her, she won't hide on purpose.

The time they were waiting for was 12 o'clock in the middle of the night. At this time, the yin energy is the heaviest. It is the time when the yin and yang meet. Hundred ghosts travel at night, and all the things prepared by the nephew have been brought over. Among them, the one that needs the longest preparation time is a The paper figurine was specially made by someone, with Meng Shu's birth date inside.

The paper figurine is very well made, and it looks lifelike at a glance. It was made by a well-known veteran craftsman in this industry that my nephew specially found, and it took two days to make it.

He put a stone basin in front of the table like an operating table, threw some paper money into it and counted it first, so as to warn the ghosts and gods passing by, so as not to let them make trouble.

Meng Shu was already lying on the table, with no shirt on, revealing his increasingly round belly. In just two days, his belly has grown bigger again, and his wrinkled and thin skin will be stretched out like stretch marks. Textures, let alone a few days of effort, the stomach is stretched.

Meng Shu's belly was stretched slightly transparent, and there were slight scar-like lines on the surface, which looked a little scary.

He lay there nervously, afraid that the method this time would not work, but at this time he had no other choice, he could only bite the bullet and wait for the result.

Xie Chi didn't know much about these things, so he was only responsible for helping out. After the nephew burned the paper, he put the paper figurine beside Meng Shu, covered the paper figurine's waist with a red cloth, and then began to mutter.

Xie Chi picked her ears and felt drowsy. She hated memorizing those incantations the most. If you want to cast incantations, it is very important. This is a special language that people use to communicate with ghosts, but Xie Chi There is really no talent in this area. Once I open the book and read two articles, I am about to fall asleep.

Before her master passed away, there were still people who forced her to recite the spell well. When her master passed away, there would be no one who could control Xie Chi.

After the master nephew finished reciting the mantra, he quickly stuffed a pill into Meng Shu's mouth and let him press it under his tongue. Meng Shu closed his eyes, his face gradually turned pale, his breath became weaker and weaker, and finally he was almost Yu Wu.

He lay there looking like a corpse.

The nephew moved quickly, with a red thread in his mouth, one end was tied to the wrist of the paper figurine, and the other end was quickly wrapped around Meng Shu's hand.

After doing all this, Meng Shu's stomach suddenly moved, poof, a small palm print protruded from under the belly, and within a few seconds, the shape of her feet bulged out again, which looked like There is a baby under the belly, patting Meng Shu's belly with hands and feet.

Meng Shu's pale, dead face wrinkled in pain, but he clenched his teeth tightly and remained motionless. He absolutely couldn't open his mouth at a time like this, as he lost his breath when he opened his mouth.

The contents of the stomach were noisy for at least 10 minutes, and the whole belly suddenly deflated, not shrinking back to the size of a normal person in an instant, but slowly shrinking to the size of a watermelon, and the skin is still wrinkled, like an old man A wrinkled face that looks a little...

At the same time, the waist and abdomen of the paper figurine next to him, which was covered with a red cloth, suddenly swelled up slowly.

"Is this all right?" Xie Chi stretched out his hand to touch Meng Shu's belly. It was cold and his body temperature was like that of a dead person. The nephew shook his head, and then said, "The remnant soul has come out, and the ghost fetus is still inside. It's easier to imagine."

"Then next..." Xie Chi hesitated for a moment, staring at Meng Shu's stomach with a complicated expression, lying on it like a dead man, Meng Shu sat up in a dying state of shock, and spit out a biscuit when he went in. Pills that have shrunk by half.

He acted swiftly, not like a pregnant (not) person, jumped up, ran to the dining table, poured a glass of water, and swished his mouth several times: "The taste of this medicine is too embarrassing." It's like putting chickens that are about to rotten for more than ten days in summer and then thrown into a cesspit to soak for a night, and the smell is nothing but fishy, ​​it's really not something people eat."

Xie Chi, Martial Nephew: Ugh...

"Don't describe it as disgusting, it's as if you've tasted the metaphor."

Meng Shu was extremely aggrieved: "Didn't I just want to describe my feelings? By the way, what's next? Why is my stomach still bulging."

"The remnant soul is an invisible thing, and it has been transferred to the double for you. The ghost fetus is a physical body, so you have to take it out." The nephew said tactfully, "Do you want to go to the hospital for a caesarean section?"

Meng Shu: ...

His expression looked broken: "I don't want to be on social news..."

If I went to the hospital to have a caesarean section tonight, the headline would probably be "XX, a young man who is pregnant with Liujia, came to the hospital for an abortion operation. Is it a loss of morality or a distortion of human nature?"

He sobbed loudly, then looked at his nephew and Xie Chi resentfully: "If I were to be on social news tomorrow, I would definitely tell the reporter that the child belongs to you two."

Xie Chi looked up at the sky, and his nephew immediately took on all the pressure. He covered his mouth with his fist and coughed, and said, "Then it will happen?"

Meng Shu continued to look at his nephew resentfully.

Martial nephew turned to look at Xie Chi disheartenedly: "Then I will trouble my uncle."

In fact, it wasn't Xie Chi who was in trouble, it was Xie Chi's cloudy air. Xie Chi patted the cutie at home, and the ball formed by the black mist froze for a moment, a little reluctantly, but slowly climbed onto Meng Shu.

She raised a tentacle made of mist and stabbed it at Meng Shu's belly. From the visual effect, she was still horrified. The black tentacles went in and the black tentacles came out, and the tentacles stirred back and forth in his stomach. Spoon stirs coffee.

About four or five minutes later, Meng Shu jumped up suddenly: "Where is the toilet!"

He rushed into the toilet screaming and didn't come out for a long time.

The black mist floated back to Xie Chi, she looked like a black octopus now, with many tentacles pitifully rubbing against Xie Chi, but as long as Xie Chi touched him, her tentacles would feel shy curled up.

"Well done." Xie Chi praised her, and stroked all the black mist from top to bottom like a cat, turning the dumpling into a soft mud.

The nephew couldn't bear to look straight at it, probably because he thought it was the first time he had seen a ghost raised into a cat, and with so many tentacles, it looked too ghostly, a bit irritating to the eyes.

Meng Shu stayed in the toilet for a long time, and when he came out of the toilet, he felt a sense of exhaustion, as if his body had been hollowed out.

His stomach has deflated, but it is still a little wrinkled, like an orange that has been stored for a long time. It will take a while to get back to normal.

There was still a bit of horror on his pale face, and his legs moved limply beside Xie Chi and the others. After all, no one can calm down if they spit out a puddle of blood and mince their flesh.

As for which part is used to discharge it...

Xie Chi thought, it's better to save him a little face and stop asking. She was afraid that Meng Shu would be too ashamed and angry, and would kill him to silence him, so she could only pat Meng Shu on the shoulder: "Boys are away from home, so protect yourself."

Meng Shu wanted to cry but had no tears: "I will never play dead again..."

This time he was definitely not an innocent disaster, who made him so confident that he wanted to come out to practice on his own, but he didn't compare his strength with the ghosts at all, so he ended up like this.

How tragic is it that an innocent boy lost his body overnight.

On the other side, the nephew has already lifted the red cloth and pasted several talisman papers on the paper man's stomach. The remnant soul in the paper man's stomach has already realized that he has been tricked, and is struggling desperately at this moment, trying to It got out from inside, how could the nephew give it this chance, and put a seal on it as insurance.

The method they used before was just to let Meng Shu pretend to be dead, and transfer all the anger in him to the paper man with his horoscope on it. Gao, it's normal to be cheated, so he foolishly got into the belly of the paper man.

But it's easy to come in and hard to get out. There is no way for such remnants to be reincarnated. To put it bluntly, they are just a trace of obsession left by those unborn babies, and they are polluted by filth. A bunch of things, saying it's a remnant soul is just to save face.

Only the female ghost who is obsessed with having a child, both during life and after death, will really treat it as a baby spirit, and try to make it a human being.

Xie Chi brought back the black air dumpling that was drooling at the paper figurine and wanted to walk over to steal it: "I don't think I will be needed for the next thing, so I'll go to sleep first."

That paper figurine is easy to deal with, just set it on fire. The nephew originally wanted to hand it over to Meng Shu so that he could breathe a sigh of relief. Just as he was about to speak, Meng Shu was already chasing Xie Chi away with a doggy face. He said: "Boss? Boss! Don't leave yet! Let's talk about other things!"

Nephew: ...

I really want to go to the toilet and clean up the pile of minced meat on his face, and then tell him: Take your son and leave my uncle!

The author has something to say: Today is still there, this is yesterday’s errand