C171 insemination

I lowered my head, no longer looking at Xia Xin. I coughed and said, "Oh, it's a little cold."

Xia Xin replied, "Yes. It was already cold and raining, so his clothes were soaked through. "If you feel cold, come and roast the fire."

From the looks of it, Xia Xin still didn't know that she had revealed it.

I looked out the door. It was still a little dark. Logically speaking, it should be time for the sun to rise. However, due to the rain, not only did he not see the sun, he felt even colder.

I bundled up my clothes so hard that I managed to squeeze water droplets out of them.

I found a broken chair from the Inside the house, broke it into pieces of wood, and threw it into the fire.

Flames blazed on the faces of the three of us. Let our shadows be cast on the wall behind us.

Mr. Zhao and I sat together, facing Xia Xin. Neither of us spoke, and the atmosphere was awkward.

I watched Xia Xin stealthily for a while, and I noticed that she was breathing evenly and her chest was rising and falling rhythmically... Everything was the same as a living person.

Just as I was thinking, Xia Xin suddenly walked over angrily and spat at me, "Rascal."

I looked at Xia Xin in bewilderment. She had already gone to the other Inside the house.

I was a little confused. "Why did she scold me?"

The Mr. Zhao said, "If I get stared at in the chest forever, I will scold too."

I said, "What do you have to scold? For someone to be willing to watch your little act is enough to make you secretly happy. "

Mr. Zhao said depressingly: "At my age, it's not easy to have this kind of body."

I said, "No, did you see any problems just now?"

Mr. Zhao said, "I didn't notice that Xia Xin looked exactly the same as a normal person."

I said, "That's the biggest problem."

Mr. Zhao replied, "Yes. People who shouldn't be alive are alive. "This is even more sinister than not dying at all."

I asked the Mr. Zhao, "Do you have a way to find out the reason?"

The Mr. Zhao said, "At the moment, there is no other way. "Why don't you just ask her, and maybe she'll tell you?"

I shook my head. "If she'd told me, she would have told me. She wouldn't have waited until now."

Xia Xin went to the other room, and we both closed the door and took off our clothes and put them on the fire to roast. When the clothes were dried and worn, it was much more comfortable than before.

By this time the rain had stopped. We pushed open the door and walked out, seeing that Xia Xin had also finished tidying up.

We went down the mountain together. As for my uncle's corpse, I will contact the coffin maker and take it away.

We walked to town and found our van. Mr. Zhao asked me: "How do you plan to contact Hu Dali?"

I slapped my forehead. "That's right, I don't have Hu Dali's contact information."

The three of us looked at each other in dismay. We could only choose a noodle house to enter. We ordered three bowls of noodles and filled our stomachs before deciding anything else.

I asked the noodle store owner, "Did you see anyone carrying two corpses here?"

Hu Dali didn't go far, and the furthest way in his life was to go from Hu Village to town, so I felt that he was most likely here.

It was too obvious for a living person to be carrying two corpses. People were coming and going in the noodle store, so the boss must have heard something.

Sure enough, the boss laughed and said, "You know that idiot? He's in front of the town hall. "

"He was caught?"

The boss said, "Not really. This fool, carrying the corpse on his back, stopped once he arrived at the town. He went around asking people for food, but he still wanted to give them offerings, saying that the two dead people on him had nothing to eat. This is too unlucky, who's willing to give it to him? "

"This second fool was hungry for two days. I don't know if he learned it on TV or not, but he kneeled on the street and said that he wanted to sell himself to bury his father. "But the two corpses are here. He doesn't even know who his father is …"

"Later on, someone taught this second fool that kneeling on the street was useless. People walking on the street were all poor and ordinary people, and the days at home were short. It was difficult for him to support himself, so how could he have the money to help others? If you want to get rich, you might as well go to the town government, where the people are all full of fat. "

I asked with my eyes wide open, "Did he really go?"

The boss said, "Isn't that really going?"

I said, "Didn't the town people beat him up?"

"Not really," said the boss. Who would want to mess with such a bane? "

I quickly finished the noodles and ran to the town hall.

Sure enough, Hu Dali was still kneeling in front of the town's government gate. In front of him are the corpses of my foster-grandpa and the village chief. On the other hand, there was a grass mark on Hu Dali's head. It seemed that he was really going to sell his body to bury his father.

I said to Hu Dali: "Brother, put away this pile of things. Come, let's go eat."

Hu Dali raised his head and looked at me. He simply cried tears of joy.

I pulled Hu Dali into the noodle shop and ordered three big bowls. As Hu Dali ate, he listened to what I had to say. Then he asked me, "I can't go back to Hu Village anymore. Can I follow you to roam the Jianghu?"

I nodded.

Then, he started to look left and right. After a while, he pointed at a girl wearing jeans on the next table and said: "Do you think that she's compatible with me?"

I thought: Why is this man so impatient?

I said to Hu Dali, "Don't be anxious, slowly pick. Our town is too small. Later, I'll take you to a big city, and on the streets, there will be a sea of people. I'll let you pick when the time comes. As the saying goes, the universe is wide and has great potential. "

Hu Dali scratched his head: "I'm not in a rush either, but aren't there any words? Stupid bird flies first, my brain is not very good, getting a wife does not have the advantage. "So we can only start earlier than you guys."

Mr. Zhao interjected, "This flight of yours is still too late. "I feel that with your IQ, unless you marry by the hand, you won't be able to marry a wife."

Hu Dali was actually starting to seriously think about it …

According to our plan, we should leave this town overnight to go to Cypress City. Because there was a rumor that the Master Xue would appear in the Cypress City. But we've been busy for a long time, and we're seriously out of sleep. When he came into contact with the Ghost Hell Prison, he was trembling with fear and didn't feel anything, but once he was free, he would immediately yawn uncontrollably.

Fortunately, although this town was economically backward, it could still be said to be well-equipped. We found a small hotel and had two rooms.

The three of us slept in one room, the other two in the other. Since he was sleeping in the same bed, there was no need to divide up so much.

Xia Xin and I laid on the bed, the Mr. Zhao slept on the sofa, and Hu Chujiu lay on the carpet. He was also pleased with himself and said that the carpet was soft and big, that he had slept more comfortably than all of us …

I dozed off for a long time before I heard a knock on the door. The knock was strange. When others knocked on the door, they would try their best to create some noise so that the other party would hear them opening the door. But the knocking was very quiet, as if afraid you would hear it.

I got up from the bed and saw that Xia Xin, Mr. Zhao and the rest were still sleeping soundly. It was already dusk when the Inside the house was dimly lit.

I rubbed my eyes and went to the door and opened it.

There was a dirty little girl standing outside, smirking at me. "What are you doing?"

The child said, "Someone is looking for you."

I asked curiously, "Someone is looking for me?" Do you know who I am? "

The child immediately hesitated, and after a while, he carefully asked: "Are you Hu Chujiu?"

I said, "How do you know my name? "Who's looking for me?"

The child said, "My brother is looking for you."

This little girl looked like she was only three years old. How old could her little brother be? Probably no more than a year or two. A one or two year old child being able to speak was already quite good. How could he know how to find someone?

I was curious and after sleeping for an entire day, I really wanted to move my body. I said to the little girl, "You lead the way."

The little girl agreed and led me out of the hotel. I saw a car parked by the side of the road. The shape of the car was a bit strange. It was square and looked like a box.

The little girl got in first, and I followed her. When I got into the car, I saw a driver in the driver's seat.

The little girl said to the driver, "Go home."

The driver answered and the car started up.

Sitting in my seat, I thought: This car is not very attractive, but it is very good. Fast and noiseless.

It was only a few minutes before the car stopped and the two of us got out. I saw that it was in an unknown village.

My heart was thumping a little. "This little girl can't be a trafficker who wants to trick me into selling in the wilderness, right?"

This thought was both absurd and humiliating. However, I know that there is a type of person who was sick when he was young and could not grow up for the rest of his life. Even though he looked like he was three years old, he was actually thirty years old.

While I was thinking, the little girl said, "We're here."

I looked up. It was a farmyard. The courtyard was rather simple and crude. Directly to the north were three tiled buildings, which were most likely the main house.

Voices could be heard in the room. There seemed to be a young man and a young woman, and an old man was instructing them about something. Listening to their conversation, it seemed like they were doctors.

The little girl pointed at a person in the courtyard and said, "This is my little brother. He has something to tell you."

Let me take a closer look. How is this a brother? There was an old man squatting in the yard, smoking a pipe.

The old man turned his head and smiled at me. "Ninth day." This village is called Han Zhuang.

I looked at the old man with my mouth agape. I pointed at him and was so anxious that I couldn't speak. "You …" You... You... foster-grandpa? It's you? "

foster-grandpa laughed: "It's me."

It took me a while to react. "You've already been reincarnated?"