Qin Mu's words attracted the attention of Honglian and Hua Wuyue. Honglian came over with the Soul-Devouring Cauldron. The weapon spirit seemed weak under the scorching sun. He lay on Honglian's shoulders and had not spoken for a long time. Qin Mu thought this guy was dead.

Honglian just glanced at it and said directly: "He seemed to have a cold, and his face was blushing because of the fever."

"Do you want to see such a child be burned to death if you don't send him to the hospital?" Qin Mu looked at the man with a confused look on his face and said, "Are you still a mother?"

"You don't understand my child can return to normal under the guidance of the Zen master!" When Qin Mu's questioning, her mother's reaction was very fierce. She looked at Qin Mu with anger. This was even more serious than Qin Mu's previous problem of Xiang.

"Are the Zen master a doctor? Or a god?" Qin Mu asked coldly: "Do you think this symptom of your child becomes normal after a few words from the Zen master?"

Qin Mu's voice seemed particularly abrupt among such a crowd. The whole bustling crowd calmed down, and everyone looked at Qin Mu's direction without blinking.

Hua Wuyue gently patted Qin Mu on the shoulder and said, "Qin Mu... Maybe that Zen master really has two brushes..."

Before Hua Wuyue finished speaking, she was interrupted by Qin Mu. He turned his head in wonder: "What brush? What? Which side of you?"

Hua Wuyue was a little helpless when Qin Mu asked her, so she had to say, "You can use your yin and yang eyes to see."

Qin Mu looked puzzled, but a child had a cold and fever, so this woman actually asked to use her yin and yang eyes by herself. Is that what?

And when Qin Mu opened the Yin-Yang Eyes, he understood the meaning of Hua Wuyue.

It’s good that the child is constantly getting hot, but there is something on his head.

A little devil.

To be precise, it is a kind of monster. This type of monster generally does not actively attack humans. Just as some foreign call stories contain it, they will help human children do things, such as sewing socks, cleaning, or buying them a bunch of delicious desserts. There are also this type of monster in China. They are between ghosts and monsters, and there is basically no harm.

Of course, this is Chonghua’s narrative in "Treasure Mirror", but Qin Mu knew that if there was really no harm, the child would not have become what he saw. Obviously, this thing has begun to harm people, and it is not small.

Its whole body was red, looking like a little doll on its palm, with blood-red eyes, staring wide, with horns on its head, looking very ugly, and its head accounts for a majority of the proportions on its body, looking like a big-headed monster.

This thing crawled on the child's forehead and burned the child's forehead with his fiery red abdomen, so the child's body temperature was so high. It had a regular tail, just like a lizard, which connected to the mother's wrist and inserted it from the artery.

"Wow," Qin Mu opened his yin and yang eyes and said with surprise as his mother chattered: "What is this?"

At this time, the Soul-Devouring Cauldron looked lazily in the direction of the child. Qin Mu found that the guy's eyes, which were narrowed by the sun, immediately widened his eyes. Before his mother could react, the Soul-Devouring Cauldron had stretched out his chubby little hand and grabbed the red thing directly.

He grabbed the thing directly in his hand. Although the thing kept struggling in his hand, it was useless.

The Soul-Devouring Cauldron was quite powerful, and Qin Mu was stunned. He even forgot to tell the Soul-Devouring Cauldron to return the thing to others, and then he saw the Soul-Devouring Cauldron swallowing the thing into his stomach in one bite.

There was even a long red tail on his mouth, and the other end of the tail was inserted into his mother's blood vessels.

Qin Mu looked at the shape of the Soul-Devouring Cauldron in a daze, and didn't know what to say.

The Soul-Devouring Cauldron sucked the tail hanging on the edge of his mouth with force, but it was obvious that the other end of the tail was obviously connected to his mother's wrist. He kept sucking, but to a certain extent, he couldn't continue.

The tail was already straightened.

The child returned to normal the moment the little monster was swallowed by the Soul-Devouring Cauldron. His face quickly returned to its original state, no longer so rosy. The child's eyes also opened, but the mother was pulling the Soul-Devouring Cauldron and fell directly to the ground. She roared in pain, raised her arm, raised as much as possible, towards the direction of the Soul-Devouring Cauldron.

The Soul-Devouring Cauldron still sucked the tail hard, like a child who would never be full.

Qin Mu looked at him speechlessly, his hand hovered in the air, preparing to touch his mother's wrist and drag the monster's tail completely out of his mother's body, although he didn't understand why this monster was inside his mother's body.

But at this moment, his hand was grabbed.

The person who grabbed his hand was a very strong man. Qin Mu turned his head and saw a shiny forehead.

That was a monk with his upper body.

His muscles were tangled and looked extremely strong. And his shiny forehead was still flashing with sweat. Qin Mu was speechless. He couldn't break free from such a strong arm, although Qin Mu seemed to get rid of this bald head at this time.

"What do you want to do to my donor?" The monk didn't look good either. At least his face was not as kind as relieved. He looked much more fierce. What's more obvious was that there was a scar on his right eye that penetrated his entire eye, which made his whole face look even more ferocious and terrifying.

"Uh... I just want to help her." Qin Mu couldn't help but say. He was a little nervous when he spoke, probably because he saw the other person's big guy.

The monk pinched Qin Mu's wrist without saying a word, just like a big plier. Qin Mu's wrist was pinched and hurt, which made him a little annoyed. He was holding the fifty ocean of incense stick in his other hand. At this time, Qin Mu didn't even think about it and poked the incense directly into the other party's face.

Damn, it hurts so much.

The monk was like Shuran, as if he was practicing martial arts, so he easily avoided Qin Mu's attack, and his other hand punched Qin Mu. Although Qin Mu's arm was defensive as soon as possible, the monk's arm was still painful when he hit his arm.
Chapter completed!