Watch Out! Danger Ahead

Song Qingxiao still wanted to struggle, but the moment her hand touched Lady Zhang's belly, she felt a force in her belly and pressed her hand hard.

A strange feeling came to her mind, and she subconsciously let go of her movements and stopped struggling.

‘Boom, boom, boom...’

That group of power pressed her for a few times, and seemed to greet her through the mother's belly.

Song Qing's small pupils shrank, and her body instantly stiffened.

It wasn't because she was lost in contact with an unborn baby for the first time, but when the baby kicked her in the belly of the little lady, every contact with her seemed to be kicked into her soul.

She could feel that her originally imprisoned and sealed power was gradually awakened and moved with the kick of the fetus!

‘Boom! Boom! Boom! ’

After a few more kicks, every time the fetus hits, Song Qing's seal loosens.

Spiritual power is like a trickle, slowly oozing out of the flesh and blood, and flowing into the veins, awakening the dusty veins.

This sudden surprise made Song Qingxiao involuntarily place his hands on Zhang Xiaoniang's belly.

The more the fetus kicks, the more fierce it gets, and the spiritual power increases accordingly.

The seal's divine consciousness was awakening, and this long-lost familiar feeling made Song Qingxiao's heart that had been holding it finally returned to its original place.

She is not afraid of her strength being sealed off, she is not afraid of difficulties, as long as she can find a way to restore her strength, there will always be time to break through obstacles.

The fetus in Zhang Xiaoniang's womb is indeed a problem, no wonder it will attract the attention of the monks of the Tianmawei and Huguo Temple.

Since this fetus can revive her strength, she naturally has to make more contact with this little lady, and temporarily cannot let her fall into the hands of the Heavenly Demon Guard and Huguo Temple.

"What's going on today?"

Zhang Xiaoniang didn't think there was any weirdness in Song Qingxiao's gesture of covering her stomach with her hands, only when she was a little curious.

"The fetal movement is not so severe on weekdays. When you touched it today, you greeted you enthusiastically. I think I like you very much."

She asked for others, and was happy to get close to Song Qingxiao, letting the little girl touch her, and did not dodge.

Song Qingxiao held his breath, and felt that a little bit of spiritual power had recovered in his body, and his spiritual consciousness had gradually recovered.

Although these powers are very weak, they can see a ray of light, and when they leave the scene and return to the ghost temple in the future, they will not be completely helpless.

"Then can I touch him often?"

Song Qingxiao heard Zhang Xiaomao's words and asked her the opportunity.

The little lady was stunned, then smiled:

"Of course you can, if you like, you can come to my house as a guest anytime."

If it weren't for the restriction of identity, Father Song still had a secret, Song Qingxiao would almost want to live with her.

"If he is born in the future, you can still hug." Zhang Xiaoniang said with a smile.

The fetus has not yet been born, which has brought her a surprise.

If she was born, she might be able to recover her strength much faster.

She nodded, thinking about the timing of the child's birth.

Zhang Xiaoniang said that she had been pregnant for eight months, and counting the time, it was not long before delivery.

However, the child in the belly of this person is weird and may involve some secrets. In order to hide her identity, she is most likely to lie and conceal it from strangers on the date of this pregnancy.

She was still thinking about the way she wanted to tell the story of Little Lady Zhang, so she listened to the little lady asking:

"By the way, Qing Xiao, your father is in the office, have you heard anything about it?"

She tried her best to be calm, but there was a bit of anxiety in her eyes.

Song Qingxiao put her hands on her belly, and felt the child in her belly kicking her palm. Hearing this, she lowered her eyelids and covered the dark glow that flashed in her eyes. His face calmly replied to her:

"There is indeed something."

Zhang Xiaoniang's body tightened, and she almost bounced from the long bench to sit up.

Song Qingxiao sensed that she seemed to have used her whole body's self-control to force herself to sit down.

"what's up?"

She grasped the stool with her palms, her knuckles were a little white.

Song Qing pretended not to notice her care, and said:

"I heard that Zhu Shiling from the county has issued a task to find a baby boy who will be born in two months..."

She changed the original words of Song's father a little, combined with her own guess, and said it more concretely.

As soon as her voice fell, she saw the blood on Zhang Xiaoniang's face faded completely, as if she had heard the most terrifying thing in the world.

"I don't know where this child came from, but he attracted the attention of the monks from the Heavenly Demon Guard and Huguo Temple..."

Zhang Xiaoniang's lips lost their blood color, and even if she clenched hard, they kept shaking.

The child in her womb might have noticed the mother's fear, and stopped making noise.

But Song Qingxiao found that even if he didn't move anymore, after she approached Zhang Xiaoniang, the spiritual power was still leaking out, but the speed was slower than before.

"I..." Zhang Xiaoniang's eyes trembled for a few times, as if she wanted to say something, but as soon as she spoke, she heard footsteps coming from outside.

On the mud wall outside, there was a tall shadow standing there. Father Song, who came back, seemed to hear the movement in the room and gave a soft cough as a reminder.

He was stimulated by Aunt Yang's previous words and deliberately avoided suspicion.

The little lady who was still about to speak before stopped vigilantly, and stood up in a ‘thunder’.

"I go back first."

She glanced at Song Qing Xiao, then she stopped talking, and finally said:

"Everyone is a neighbor. If you have time, you can come to my place to sit and talk with me."

Song Qing nodded slightly, then handed her the empty basket on the table, and saw her hurried out after taking it.

Father Song was standing outside the alley, and Zhang Xiaomao didn't dare to look at his face when she went out. She only saluted him slightly.

He carried a small basket of things into the house, saw the house that was almost packed, and asked:

"What is she doing?"

Song Qing Xiaozheng has some regrets.

After Zhang Xiaoniang left, the speed of spiritual recovery gradually stopped.

Fortunately, she has recovered some strength and found a way to break the seal, but she is not in a hurry.

Upon hearing Father Song’s question, he replied:

"Ms. Zhang heard the noise on our side and came over to apologize and helped me clean up the house by the way."

Father Song nodded, and had not yet connected the baby that Tianmawei and Huguo Temple were looking for with the pregnant Zhang Xiaoniang.

He just thought of what Aunt Yang had said, and he deliberately wanted to remind Song Qing a few words to let her stay close to this little lady.

But when the words came to my lips, somehow, I remembered the words from Song Qing's previous novels-her father is alive, but it is the same as not.

Think about the fact that since the birth of the daughter and the death of the mother, there is no woman close to her anymore. She has developed a cowardly and timid character who doesn't interact much with others.

Aunt Yang used to take care of her, but Aunt Yang's character is fierce and aggressive, and her daughter often suffers from her.

It's not that Song's father doesn't know these problems, but it's not easy to intervene to solve them.

Now it's hard to move in a new neighbor, get along with her, and can talk a few words, how can he stop it?

When Father Song thought about this, a sense of guilt surged in his heart, and he didn't feel embarrassed to speak out again.

Consider that Aunt Yang is just talking nonsense. He sits upright and is not afraid of being pointed.

Besides, the little lady is very young, not a few years older than Song Qing, half younger than him, and more than a daughter, she is beautiful, and she is pregnant. I think others will not talk nonsense. of.

Thinking about this, Father Song stopped making a sound.

After discovering that the child in Lady Zhang's belly was beneficial to her, Song Qingxiao naturally could not sever contact with her. Father Song didn't stop her now and saved her a thing.

From this day on, she often went to the next door, in the name of consulting Zhang Xiaoniang's embroiderer, but actually got along with her and regained her spiritual power.

The two quickly became acquainted with each other. Although Zhang Xiaozi was still on guard, she would also reveal some of her origins to Song Qingxiao in her spare time.

She is also considered a scholar by birth. Her father is a talented scholar, and her family is a little less productive. In addition to her parents, there is also a younger brother in the family.

When he was sixteen, he was married to his wife, and there was no movement in his stomach for several years after marriage.

"This child, I prayed to God to worship Buddha, and finally hoped to come."

Zhang Xiaoniang held an embroidery frame in her hand, her needle-piercing movement paused:

"Unfortunately, I expected it, but his father is not welcome."

When she said this, she lowered her head.

A few strands of hair on her cheeks fell, covering the side of her white and delicate cheeks, showing a bit of loneliness and frustration.

"why?"

Song Qing's eyes swept away from the embroidery frame in her hand and asked.

After half a month of getting along, the two have become very familiar with each other.

Song Qingxiao occasionally listened to some news about Heavenly Demon Guards and Huguo Temple from Father Song and told Lady Zhang so that she could make preparations in advance.

When she heard Song Qing's question, Zhang Xiaoniang glanced up at her, her big almond-like eyes were already covered with red blood, obviously because she had something on her mind recently and didn't sleep well.

She looked at herself for a while, and when Song Qingxiao thought she might not answer this question, she saw a cold look in her eyes:

"He..." When she mentioned this ‘him’, her tone was very calm, as if she was not talking about the person next to her pillow:

"He was originally my father's student."

Zhang Xiaoniang did not answer Song Qingxiao's words, but instead brought up the past:

"My dad has a bad name in the local area, and he recruits one or two students every year."

She is the eldest daughter of the family, she was beautiful and charming. She also learned to read and calligraphy from her father, and her personality is also very knowledgeable and courteous. Before she was ready, many people already wanted to come and talk to each other.

However, her parents regarded her as a jewel in the palm, and wanted to pick a husband for her with a character, talent and appearance.

Influenced by her parents, Zhang Xiaoniang had also imagined what her future husband would look like.

Don't ask for family lintels, don't ask for wealthy business officials, just want to have a confidant, who can know each other forever.

At that time, her husband, under the recommendation of others, worshipped her father's door and met her by accident. Since then, he was shocked and vowed that she would not marry.

It was said that she was in love with her, which made her father furious, thinking that his daughter had a private relationship with the student.

In the end, as he wished, according to his parents' words, he married him as his wife.

"It was only after marriage that he had a concubine and children."

The in-laws did not like her because of her husband's obsession, and she hadn't gotten pregnant for several years after marriage, which made her look unpleasant in every way.

This marriage forced by her husband was doomed to tragedy from the beginning.

She looked down on her husband's despicable methods, and she didn't like the common room and concubine room around him. The relationship between husband and wife was cold, and she had only one son after marriage.

I originally thought that this child would be her comfort for the rest of her life, but she didn't know that she would have twists and turns.

Until now, Lady Zhang did not answer Song Qingxiao’s previous question:

"He listened to other people's slander and said... that the flesh and blood in my womb is a magic star and cannot be born in this world."

This is a temptation of Zhang Xiaoniang.

She could feel that Song Qingxiao might have guessed her origins, including deliberately telling her the movements of the Heavenly Demon Guard and the Master of Huguo Temple, etc., were all conscious actions.

The strength of the other party is too strong, she alone may not be able to protect the blood in her abdomen, she needs someone to help.

Although Song Qing was young, Zhang Xiaoniang found that she was cautious since she was dating.

In addition, she has a father who works as a public servant. It would be good for herself if she could listen to some news.

Although she didn't know why she would help herself, Zhang Xiaoniang was willing to release some news appropriately.

When she said this, she was still staring at Song Qing's small eyes tightly, and she couldn't help but faintly relieved to see that she didn't show any horror on her face because of this.

"Magic Star?"

Song Qing had guessed that something was wrong with the child in her womb. After all, it could be related to her own seal, and it was very likely to have something to do with the voice in the ghost temple. It could not be an ordinary child.

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"Yeah." Zhang Xiaoniang nodded and smiled bitterly:

"That's what he said."

She lowered her head and touched her belly:

"He has always been such a person who has no opinion. He listens to the nonsense of the warlock warlock and thinks that the child in my womb should not be born."

It may be that she was so excited that the child in her belly kicked her mother's feet.

Song Qingxiao stretched out her hand and happily sensed that the fetus was constantly moving. Every time she moved, she would overflow with spiritual energy, filling her veins.

"These arena warlocks, but the monks of the Heavenly Demon Guards and Huguo Temple?"

She took the initiative to puncture this layer of window paper, Zhang Xiaoniang bit her lip, hesitated for a while, nodded in response:

"They said that my child is a magic star and a key to the underworld. If he is born, it will bring disaster to the world and cut off the dynasty."

Zhang's willingness to work with Song Qing's novels is also desperate.

She fled to this remote county and town, moved into this poor and chaotic compound, and rarely went out on weekdays, just waiting for her child to be born with peace of mind.

But the power of those people was too great to infer that she was hiding in this county.

The monks from the Tianmawei and Huguo Temple also rushed over, which made her quite frightened.

She was alone and helpless. She could only listen to the fragments of news from the children of the neighbor next door.

Zhang Xiaoniang is smart, she can see that Song Qingxiao is not as weak and deceptive as the surface.

She always felt that she might have seen her secrets, but she couldn't bear it and didn't report herself.

This makes Zhang Xiaozi willing to tell her something so that she can help herself.