C1 The Annihilation of Taiping Village

Recently, a strange thing happened in Taiping Village. Old Zhao's daughter-in-law was already pregnant for a year, but she did not give birth, which made people suspicious. This matter had made Old Zhao and Little Zhao anxious. They had been circling around their daughter-in-law everyday, and the midwives they had invited came in wave after wave, but none of them could say for sure. Old Zhao's family was a loyal and honest person, and he often helped his neighbors. But it was useless. When Old Zhao first heard that his daughter-in-law had a child, it gradually turned into panic. The Zhao Family's daughter-in-law even started to wash her face with tears as she felt that there was no change to her belly every day.

Deep into the night, Old Zhao's room light was still on. Old Zhao sat on the brick bed, smoking hard. The room was filled with smoke, and Old Zhao's face looked especially gloomy amidst the smoke.

"Is Genqin asleep!?" Old Zhao's voice sounded especially hollow.

"I've already fallen asleep! Father, are we really going to do this!? How can a guqin handle this!? " Little Zhao trembled when he heard his father's voice. He immediately stood up and asked in a low voice.

"Nonsense!" Would she be able to bear it now!? There were already rumors in the village that the guqin was a freak, an ominous thing, and that it was going to be delivered to town. If, after a while, the guqin was not born, what awaited our family would be a catastrophe, and the guqin and the baby in her stomach would be burned alive! Do you think this is fun! " Old Zhao's tone was excited, but he deliberately suppressed it. His expression turned uglier. He was angered by his son's insensibility, but he didn't know who to blame.

Seeing his son's frightened expression, Old Zhao relaxed his tone and continued, "Don't worry too much. It's not like we won't be able to see you again if you go. With the departure of the guqin, the matters in the village can slowly fade away. When the child is born, I can ask you to come back, but no one will be able to say anything. "Remember, go to the valley where I once brought you."

"Well, well, then. Father, when are we leaving? " Little Zhao struggled for a long time before finally making up his mind.

"The sooner the better. Tomorrow morning, just tell the outside world to send the guqin to the big city. Your uncle will take a look at it!" "You should go to bed early as well. There's still a lot of work to be done tomorrow." Old Zhao decided in a low voice.

Little Zhao acknowledged and then refused to leave.

"What else is there!?" Old Zhao asked when he saw that his son was unwilling to leave.

After a while, he seemed to have made up his mind. He stared at his father and asked in a trembling voice, "Dad, that night …"

"Shut up! If you still want your wife to live, then remember to completely forget about what happened that night. Even if you die, you can't bring it up again! Do you understand? " Without waiting for his son to finish his sentence, Old Zhao sternly interrupted his son's words with an unspeakable look of panic.

"Are you alright? If you're fine, then hurry up and go to sleep. You still have to hurry on your journey tomorrow." Looking at his son who still wanted to say something, Old Zhao impatiently chased him away.

After his son left, Old Zhao got off the brick bed and stared at the light, thinking back to that night two months ago.

Two months ago, the midwife checked on Old Zhao's daughter-in-law and confirmed with certainty that Old Zhao would soon be able to pick up a grandson. She also declared that if he was fast, it would only take two to three days and if he was slow, it would only take a week. When Old Zhao became excited, he gave the midwife a few kilograms of meat. The midwife was so happy that her wrinkles were all squeezed together.

At first, Old Zhao felt that it was his son's fault for not being steady enough, but when he saw the fear and panic on his son's face, he couldn't bear it anymore. In the end, he followed his son's advice and went to his wife's room.

Pushing the door open to take a look, Old Zhao was also shocked!

What did he see! In his wife's room, there was a room full of red fog that came from god knows where, and it even had a faint blood-red glow. A muffled sound could be heard, a bit like a heartbeat. Dong … "Boom …" The sound was like going from the human world to the underworld. Old Zhao immediately collapsed to the floor. Little Zhao panicked as he entered the room. When he saw that his old man could not be relied on, he collapsed to the floor. Who knew where he got the courage to charge into the room.

The extremely evil red fog didn't seem to have the intention of harming Little Zhao. However, when Little Zhao rushed into the room, it changed at the same time and began to slowly circle around a certain point.

Little Zhao rushed into the room and used the image to touch his wife's bed. His wife was faintly discernible in the red mist, as if she was fast asleep, and he could still hear her gentle breathing. Little Zhao Xuan was slightly relieved. However, the situation in front of him couldn't be considered normal. Little Zhao wanted to wake his wife up and leave this strange room with her, but he found out that although his wife seemed to be asleep, she couldn't wake up no matter what. This time, Little Zhao panicked. What could he do?

Before Little Zhao could think of a way out, he saw the red fog change, and it began to circulate around his wife, becoming faster and faster, forming a small whirlpool, the tip of the whirlpool was right on his wife's stomach, or more accurately, it went through her navel and entered her big belly. Little Zhao was extremely anxious. That was his own seed! Unable to care too much, Little Zhao reached out his hand to cover his wife's stomach, but the red mist was like air, as if it had no obstructions. No matter how it moved, no matter how it moved, no matter how it drilled, no matter how it drilled, and it was increasing its speed. Little Zhao was so anxious that he started sweating. He used both hands to cover his daughter-in-law's navel. No, he could not block her with his head!

Old Zhao, who had been paralyzed at the door, regained his senses. His old legs suddenly exploded with shocking power. He jumped up from the ground and rushed to the bed with his son to block the blood-red fog. What the two of them didn't realize was that the blood-red fog didn't seem to be affected by them at all. In fact, when it passed by them, there would always be a few that entered. They didn't know if it was good or bad.

Very quickly, the red mist entered the woman's body, and the room returned to normal, the candles still burning. The sweating father and son looked at each other. Both of them could see the fear in each other's eyes. What was going on? Glancing at the woman sleeping peacefully on the bed, the father and son both simultaneously stood up, their movements slow and stiff as if they were rusted.

"Hm ~ Hah ~" After a long deep sleep, the woman lying on the bed slowly opened her eyes. When her hazy eyes saw the blurry figure beside the bed, they instantly opened as if she was frightened.

The Zhao father and son were also startled by the woman who suddenly woke up. They really did not expect to wake up so suddenly. The father and son looked at each other, and in the end, Little Zhao lost to Old Zhao. He carefully looked at his wife without saying anything for a long time.

"You're courting death! "Look at me like that." The woman was scared out of her wits by Little Zhao's peculiar gaze. She reacted with a roar, not noticing that her father-in-law was still standing beside the bed. Hearing his wife's shout, Little Zhao shrunk his neck.

"Genqin, you …" You don't feel uncomfortable! " Old Zhao looked at his son's useless appearance and was filled with anger. However, he could not say anything to his son at this moment, so he asked his wife.

The woman lying on the bed finally noticed the existence of her father-in-law. She blushed, but in her heart, she kept blaming her man, thinking that after her father-in-law left, she would teach him a lesson. Even though the question was a bit strange, he didn't forget to reply to his father-in-law.

"Very good, there's nothing uncomfortable about it. It's just that my stomach is a little …"

"What's wrong with your stomach?" the two men standing by the bed instantly tensed up and asked in unison.

The woman lying on the bed looked at the two men by the bed with a strange look.

Seeing that the woman did not say anything, Little Zhao was anxious. He finally could not help but shout at the woman: "I'm asking you a question, what's wrong with your stomach? Say it! "

This was probably the first time she was yelled at by her man. The woman lying on the bed was stunned for a moment, as if she had suddenly realized something. Her eyes turned red, and tears fell from her eyes, proving once again that women were made of water. The woman pursed her lips and allowed her tears to flow, not opening her mouth again.

At this moment, the two men beside the bed were dumbfounded! Old Zhao reacted rather quickly and his face immediately tensed up. He shouted at Little Zhao, "You prodigal thing, is there anyone who would ask such a question? Genqin doesn't mind our poor family, nor your stupidity. Marrying you would be a blessing in disguise for the rest of your life. Now that I'm giving you a baby, can't you talk properly, ah!? "Scram to the side."

What could Little Zhao do? Lowering his head, Old Man Ren spat on his body and head, not daring to make another sound. When Old Man Ren ordered him to "scram to the side", he immediately left the bed, but he didn't leave. Instead, he squatted by the door, listening attentively to the movements in the room.

Turning around, Old Zhao suppressed the anxiety and fear in his heart and asked his wife, "Guqin, don't worry about him! On the other hand, he was worried about the child in your womb, so he was nervous. Genqin, what do you think happened to your stomach? Is it unwell? "

Seeing that he was openly insulting his man, the guqin lying on the bed felt a little unhappy, but she couldn't say anything. When her father-in-law asked this question, her wife found it hard to not answer, so she could only speak in a petty manner.

"No, it's so warm inside. It feels so good!"

Hearing this, Old Zhao and Little Zhao, who was by the side of the door, relaxed. Actually, Old Zhao really wanted to lie on his wife's stomach and listen for any movements, but that wasn't appropriate. Old Zhao forcefully restrained his impulse and comforted his wife a few times before leaving. Before he left, he pulled Little Zhao out as well, causing the woman on the bed to silently complain.