Jasmine shushed, and the two of them stood aside, watching silently as Oscar snored and circled around the woman. The dry sound in the woman's throat gradually calmed down.
This may be simultaneous interpretation.
After listening to Oscar's interpretation, the color of Jasmine's wings gradually changed.
Xiaolan didn't expect this.
"First of all, she said that raising seeds is the root of everything." Jasmine straightened out her thoughts, "There has not been a full moon in this world for a long time. Qiu Yuan will not miss this opportunity. He will try his best to invest in it tonight."
Raise new offspring.”
There were a bunch of new words that Xiaolan didn’t understand, but Xiaolan didn’t say anything and continued to listen.
"His embryo was in the wife's womb, but she was about to awaken, and the village chief accepted her embryo. Qiuyuan was about to lose this embryo, so..."
"Madam, is there a child seeking origin in her belly?" Xiaolan finally understood a little bit.
this……
But the village chief himself accepted it, and they had nothing to say.
"You can't lose your own seed when seeking origin." After Jasmine said this, the strange noises in the woman's throat and Oscar's snoring stopped.
"If you can't lose it, do you have to kill it?" Xiaolan thought of the lonely Pang Dun twisting the Rubik's Cube alone, "After all, he is still his child..."
"The fetus is not his child," Jasmine conveyed what Oscar understood as a woman's meaning, and the woman's voice became excited again, "The fetus... is his food and also his enemy."
food.
Xiaolan suddenly felt a chill in her upper body.
Is this evil?
Such pure evil, evil that makes people feel scared.
"Eat...food?" After finishing the message, Jasmine also stuttered and asked.
"Ah...ah..."
"Hululu..."
"She...she said," Jasmine even forgot to wave her wings, "Eating one's own seeds is a way to seek sources and become stronger, so he would find ways to raise seeds everywhere, but if the seeds were not taken by him when he was a child,
Eat him, and when he grows up... he will be the one who kills him. Madam's child is the only one who has escaped."
So, in reality, the wife and the child survived, at least... Little Fatty survived.
That's why Xiaopangdun can become the person guarding the second floor of the other tower.
It's just that... everyone survived, how did this world come into being?
"No matter what the reason is, the world has been repeated, giving Qiu Yuan the opportunity to become stronger again," Jasmine translated, her voice getting lower and lower, "I think saving their mother and son is the most important thing."
After saying this in one breath, the woman looked very tired.
Xiaolan was a little embarrassed, but insisted and asked, "What's your name?"
After a long time, the woman made a sound similar to swallowing saliva.
"Hululu..."
"Bai Su," Jasmine looked at Xiaolan, "she said her name is Bai Su."
When asked about anything after that, Bai Su didn't say anything.
The two of them had just recovered from the shock. Xiaolan glanced at the time and suddenly realized that it was already late at night.
The time for Qiuyuan and Xia Meng to meet is coming soon.
I originally thought that Qiu Yuan was simply lustful, but now it seems that tonight's date is far from that simple.
On a rare full moon night, an infatuated girl comes to your door.
Xia Meng will definitely become the target of seeking origin and the next vessel for seeding!
Chasing the tragic fate of the container.
Before leaving, Jasmine specially scattered a circle of detection chips around Bai Su. Although it had no protective effect, if there was really a force trying to invade, Jasmine from afar would be able to sense it immediately.
The two of them took advantage of the darkness and hurried to the abandoned house in the south of the village.
I don’t know how many women and children he has harmed.
Most women, before they die, love him blindly and loyally.
The lady escaped and met the village chief who really liked her. The two of them gave birth to a child with love.
But the lady has two sides.
On the one hand, he must persist in resisting regardless of everything; on the other hand, he is being manipulated and is powerless.
Xiaolan, dominated by anger, almost forgot that the purpose of this trip was to test, not to attack.
It was Jasmine who saw the gloom in her eyes and reminded her on her shoulder that Xiaolan reluctantly recalled it.
"You still have to be careful," Jasmine leaned into Xiaolan's ear and said warily, "I always feel that it's not that simple."
Xiaolan herself actually feels a little bit like this.
"You hide in my clothes," Xiaolan lifted up the right jacket, "The key is that you have to be fine, and even if there is something... we have to go."
The mistake he made without knowing it sent Xia Meng to Qiuyuan.
If Xia Meng had such an ending...
Can't forgive myself.
Jasmine hesitated for a moment, then flew into Xiaolan's arms and stopped quietly on her sweater pocket.
In the silent and empty night, only the moonlight shone on the two of them, and the creak of the wheelchair on the fallen leaves was heard. There was still plenty of time, but Xiaolan was in a panic.
Even though she was hiding on the right side of her body, Jasmine could still hear the rapid heartbeat in Xiaolan's body.
As the distance shortened, the sense of panic about what was about to happen became stronger.
Xia Meng must not let anything happen to her.
In the distance, the small and dilapidated abandoned house appeared in the moonlight.
The moonlight casts a layer of fluffy white on the abandoned house. The eaves of the abandoned house are dilapidated, and the wall panels are peeling off. I don’t know if the structure of the house collapsed or sunken into the ground. It stands crookedly behind the haystack. When illuminated by the moon, it looks like a corpse.
The ghost's hand reaches out from the ground.
Sweat broke out on her body, but her reason still forced Xiaolan to slow down.
The friction sound of the wheelchair is really unmistakable...
"You must be careful." Jasmine's voice was so solemn that it even trembled.
Xiaolan turned the wheelchair, inch by inch closer to the small house that was as quiet as a dead thing.
It seems... they haven't come yet.
The dark brown wooden door hung crookedly on the door frame was half open. Where there were holes, the exposed sharp corners of the wood thorns had been smoothed away by time.
There were no windows or light in the room.
There is still about an hour before the time the two of them agreed, so they can still make some preparations.
"Is there really no one there?" Jasmine couldn't see what was happening outside, so she could only ask worriedly.
Xiaolan gently pushed open the shaky door, "At least it looks like it. Are we going to ambush in the house?"
"What's in the house?"
Xiaolan took advantage of the faint moonlight, rocked the wheelchair, and walked into the darkness indoors.
"Wait a minute, I still can't see clearly...well, I can see some, like an empty house...huh?"
There was a sound of something falling near my feet.
It seemed that he had kicked something.
Xiaolan grasped the armrest of the wheelchair with one hand and reached down to her feet with the other hand to fumble around.
Something with the texture of a cylindrical wooden stick.
Is that the sound it makes?
Xiaolan picked up the thing, stepped back some distance, and looked at it in the moonlight.