snake coffin

Chapter 495 Tormented
When Mo Xiu heard me asking who gave birth to these egg sheaths, his eyes dimmed.

But he avoided my question and just said in a deep voice: "There is something under the wallpaper, do you want to see it?"

This set of two bedrooms and one living room has been redecorated, and the wallpaper has also been re-pasted.

Mo Xiu pulled me carefully to avoid these egg sheaths and pulled apart the newly posted wallpaper.

Under the wallpaper, it should have been painted with white Shuangfei powder and wall paint.

But under the wallpaper, there were scratches all over, and bright red blood stained the lime around the scratches.

The scratches were all full of blood, and some scratched almost all the plaster on the wall, and the bricks underneath could be seen.

Mo Xiu pulled the wallpaper away bit by bit, and the exposed areas were full of scratch marks.

In some scratches, there are small pieces of dried and sticky stuff, forming black knots and clinging to the gaps.

This room is like being imprisoned in a ferocious wild cat, scratching everywhere, causing skin wounds, bleeding, broken fingers and flesh, and still struggling.

I walked over slowly and reached out to touch a scratch that was facing me, exactly the width of a human fingernail...

But Mo Xiu still changed his hand, held a piece of wallpaper, and slowly tore it open again.

With the sound of tearing off the wallpaper, the four walls were slowly revealed.

There are scratches like this all around the house, under the wallpaper, and in some places there are traces of collisions, and large pieces of blood stained like splashes of ink.

I reached out to the wall and pulled out a small piece of solidified material.

There is a small piece of translucent nail sandwiched in the black dry flesh, and the edge is dry and waxy skin...

It may be that when scratching, too hard, the nail reversed and broke, piercing the scraped flesh!

The scratches all over the house, the trapped one, how painful and desperate it would be...

Suddenly, Long Fuqian's resentment-filled appearance flashed before his eyes, which made people fearful.

Long Fuqian was trapped in the attic for thousands of years, his limbs degenerated, and when he came out, he couldn't even speak, and his whole body turned into a worm with a long abdomen.

What about the one that's trapped now?

I squeezed the solidified and dried flesh, slowly let go, and turned to look at the two opposite doors.

Suddenly I felt dizzy, my legs were weak, and I just wanted to walk out.

But when he lifted his foot, it seemed as if he had stepped on something and slipped, and his ankle seemed to be twisted, and his body swayed violently from side to side.

Mo Xiu sighed softly, reached out to support me, walked to the door, and closed the door behind his back.

Then he took out his mobile phone and made a call. As soon as the call was connected, Mo Xiu just said softly: "Let He Gu come over. The two of them are of the same blood, so they should be able to feel something."

When I heard Mo Xiu's words, my suspicions were confirmed. In an instant, I felt that my legs were as soft as noodles. Even though Mo Xiu held my arms, my body still sat down softly.

"He Yue, the ground is cold, don't sit down." Mo Xiu knelt down and tried to pull me up.

I supported the ground with my left hand, and just stared at Zhang Hanzhu's wide open door, and waved my hand to Mo Xiu: "The ground is not cold, it is warm."

In fact, the ground was not as cold as Mo Xiu's body or my hands.

When I saw these egg cases just now, I roughly guessed what was going on, and also guessed who was forcibly trapped in this room.

No matter the one in the school, whether it was Zhang Hanzhu, Long Ling, or a fusion of the two, they all suddenly changed their temperament.

The door on the opposite side was always open, and the bone-chilling fragrance wafted out from the room full of egg sheaths. The scratches all over the room pointed to a possibility.

"Long Qixu and his wife, they..." I held onto Mo Xiu's hand tightly, but I couldn't breathe.

His eyes stared straight at the room with the open door, and the things inside were very familiar.

Zhang Hanzhu and Long Ling are sisters, they have many things in common.

"He Yue, forget all this. You are just you and have no other identity." Mo Xiu patted my back and said calmly: "Stop being greedy for these things."

"I don't want to either." I looked back at Mo Xiu and gasped.

He whispered: "Long Qixu..."

But as soon as the name came out of my mouth, I felt a dull pain.

"Stop talking." Mo Xiu put me in his arms and hugged me forcefully.

Perhaps to wait for He Gu, he just carried me to the balcony, where the warm sun shone on him.

Although I still feel a little cold, looking at the bright sunshine, the suffocating breath in my heart seems to have dissipated.

He stretched out his arms and hugged Mo Xiu tightly, pressed against his chest, and whispered: "Although I am very sad for what Long Qixu did to me, I don't hate him."

"Although I am not his daughter Long Ling, I think that if he can do this for his daughter, he can be considered a good father. After all, I have the memory of Long Ling and have been his daughter for more than half a year." I suddenly It feels extremely ironic.

Just this morning, Mo Xiu said that Long Qixu wanted to talk to us. I was still sad. He was so nervous about Long Ling and was afraid of hurting her...

But now?

"Don't think about it." Mo Xiu stretched out his hand to cover my eyes: "Sleep a little longer, you are too nervous."

"Mo Xiu." My throat was choked, so I turned my head and lay in Mo Xiu's arms: "If he can do this to help his daughter Long Ling escape and change her face, she can really become an ordinary person. I actually don’t hate him. But in that room..."

Every scratch showed how painful it was for the one who was trapped inside.

I thought I'd had enough...

Every time I was in the rented room across the street, seeing the lingering fragrance of that room wafting back, I still thought that Zhang Hanzhu lived too comfortably, being so well protected by Long Qixu and Yu Xinhe.

But now those scratches seem to be on my heart every single one.

In fact, when the fragrance of bone came out from the window of that room, I thought about going to take a look.

If I had gone to see him earlier, would Zhang Hanzhu have suffered less...

Mo Xiu just hugged me, patted me slowly, and hummed the song I sang when I put Abao to sleep.

I suppressed the chill in my heart, closed my eyes, listened to the song Mo Xiu hummed, and tried to relax.

If this continues, no matter how strong your heart is, it won't be able to bear it.

Not long after, I heard a low and hoarse voice at the door: "Snake Lord, little junior sister."

I quickly stood up and took a look, only to see He Gu and He Ku standing at the door that I had torn down to only the frame.

He Gu's eyes were heavy and his face was expressionless.

On the contrary, why bother, looked at me bitterly, and smiled at me with difficulty.

"Why bother, sit with He Yue for a while." Mo Xiu patted my shoulder: "Let's bask in the sun."

Then he got up and took He Gu to the room to check.

I sat on the ground, leaning against the sliding door of the balcony, thinking of getting up and saluting He Ku.

But she walked up behind me first, patted my shoulder, and sat down beside me: "Little Junior Sister."

He Ku Zilai is more easy-going, so I turned to look at her: "Sister He Ku, I'm so tired, so I won't be polite."

"No need." He Ku looked at me deeply, and said in a low voice, "I've always wanted to find a chance to talk to you, but you're too busy, and you've been chaotic and busy recently. It's all urgent and dangerous situations, and there is no suitable one. Chance."

I know what she wants to talk about, probably about Po being taken away.

He hurriedly waved his hand: "That incident has passed, now Abao is fine..."

Thinking of Abao's situation, I smiled wryly, and said to Heku: "They even built such a big snake baby nest, if they want to catch Abao, you won't be able to prevent it."

"I know this, you don't blame me." He Ku gave a low laugh, but said to me: "What is it about... Cough! It's Eight Tails..."

He Ku's eyes flashed, and he said in a low voice, "I can catch him back, or kill him."

I turned around and looked at He Ku in surprise: "Ah?"

Ah Wen just expelled the Eight-Tailed Master, why should I kill him?
And why did he manage to kill the Eight-Tails?Can't you see this at all?
The question is, can she do it?

Although the senior brothers and sisters of Wentian Sect are not human beings, they are not ruthless, right?

"Junior brother said that you asked him where the Eight-Tails went. And..." He Ku looked at my heart and said softly: "No one knows more about Zhan Qingsi than the Eight-Tails. In this world, the nine-tailed fox has disappeared. .”

She said, looking at me in a blink of an eye: "I'll catch Eight Tails back, and then I'll ask him directly."

"It's okay to catch him back so that he won't get into trouble. But there's no need to ask about killing Qingsi." I sneered.

She said she knew I didn't blame her, but she still wanted to do something to make it up to me.

Looking at He Ku, he said: "If Qingsi could really be cut off, Long Ling wouldn't be like this."

I leaned against the glass door, tilted my head and looked at He Ku: "Long Ling cut off his love, but he also feels guilty, which proves that cutting off is of no use."

But just as I finished speaking, I heard a low cough.

Mo Xiu and He Gu were looking at us solemnly through the glass door.

He Gu's face was as calm as a stone statue, but Mo Xiu looked at He Gu with a half smile.

Then he nodded to me: "The contents of the egg sheath have hatched, and there are more than one batch. I don't know which batch it is."

I don't know how much they heard, but Zhan Qingsi is really useless, and He Gu knows it himself.

I wasn't in the mood for sex or anything right now, so I stood up holding on to the glass door.

Looking at He Gu: "Can you confirm what hatched from the egg sheath?"

As far as I know, only cockroaches and the like produce egg sheaths.

How does a person give birth to an egg sheath?
(End of this chapter)