Travel to the early Tang Dynasty and become a salted fish

Chu Mo had a long dream. In the dream, he was swept into the rough sea, and then his whole body kept rolling up and down with the waves.

Just when he felt that he was about to suffocate, his body trembled suddenly, and then he finally regained consciousness.

As soon as he opened his eyes, Chu Mo saw that Li Mohan was covering his mouth and nose tightly with two small hands, making himself unable to breathe.

Seeing Chu Mo wake up, Li Mohan immediately shouted happily to Li Yuanqing beside him:

"Smelly brother, come quickly, daddy is awake."

As soon as the voice fell, Chu Mo felt a huge force coming from his stomach, which almost made him vomit out his intestines.

When he looked down, he saw that Li Yuanqing rushed over from nowhere and hit him directly in the stomach.

"#%%￥##@......￥￥..."

Chu Mo wanted to open his mouth and say a few curse words, but his mouth was tightly covered by his leaky little cotton-padded jacket, and he could only let out a whimper.

He wanted to reach out and push the two little ones away, but found that his hands were tied tightly and he couldn't move no matter what.

After struggling hard for two times, Chu Mo felt that the suffocation feeling was getting stronger and stronger, and he could no longer exert any strength.

"Sister, sister, drive quickly, he rolled his eyes..."

Li Yuanqing stepped on Chu Mo's belly and jumped up to his chest, then pointed at his eyes, beating, clapping his hands and shouting.

Chu Mo felt severe pain in his chest, and the oxygen in his chest was getting less and less. He was about to die at the hands of his rebellious son and rebellious daughter.

Suddenly, he felt that the restraints on his face were gone, and Li Mohan's little hand covering it had been loosened.

"Oh, it's true, he really rolled his eyes. It seems that what grandma said is true. Cover a person's mouth and nose, and when he is about to die, he will roll his eyes."

Li Mohan's clear and sweet voice came to his ears.

But to Chu Mo now, the sound was comparable to a little devil crawling out of hell.

"You! ￥%...#...￥..."

Just as he opened his mouth to scold the two little ones, he felt two more little hands covering him again.

"Sister, you tried it just now, so it's up to me to do it. I also want to see him roll his eyes."

Li Yuanqing sat on Chu Mo's chest, then took over his sister's work and covered Chu Mo's mouth and nose again.

At this time, Chu Mo wanted to die.

What kind of evil did he commit in his previous life to lead to such a pair of enemies in this life.

Now that he has become the plaything of two little ones, trying to escape by normal means will definitely not work.

I had been in a coma for such a long time, and there were only these two little ones around me. I thought that the old guy Yang Ying must have something to do and was hiding aside to watch the fun.

It is definitely impossible to seek help from others.

After much deliberation, there is only one way.

After Chu Mo quickly ran through the escape methods in his mind, he immediately straightened up, his eyes widened, his head tilted, and then his whole body went limp like a deflated rubber ball.

Feeling the abnormality coming from underneath him, Li Yuanqing was stunned for a moment, then looked at Chu Mo who looked "unconcerned" with uncertainty, let go of his little hand, and then felt Chu Mo's breath.

Found no fluctuation at all.

I waved my little hand in front of his eyes twice more, but there was no response.

"Sister, is he dead?"

Li Yuanqing blinked his big eyes, turned to look at his sister who was looking at him with a smile and asked.

"You will know if you are dead or not by experimenting."

Li Mohan rolled his eyes, then stretched out his little hand and poked Chu Mo a few times. When he found that there was no movement, his face tightened.

Then he carefully observed Chu Mo's face.

Seeing that the other party still had a dead look on his face, Li Mohan wrinkled his face, then rubbed his temples, turned to Li Yuanqing who looked expectant and said:

"Daddy should be dead. How about we throw him into the sea to feed the fish while he's still warm?"

Hearing what Little Cotton Jacket said, Chu Mo's heart felt cold. He was just thinking about whether to scare them by pretending to be a dead body.

Suddenly, I felt my chest sink again, and then I felt like something was pressing on my heart.

Since he was still pretending to be dead, Chu Mo didn't dare to move at all and could only let the thing rub against his chest.

"Smelly daddy, you dare to pretend to be dead and deceive us. You are so bad. We will punish you on behalf of justice."

The voice of the little cotton-padded jacket came to my ears again.

Chu Mo only thought that the other party was deceiving him, so he did not dare to move.

Unexpectedly, in Li Mohan's view, his behavior was simply a naked provocation.

He clearly heard the heartbeat of his stinky daddy, but he still lay there pretending to be dead. Did he really think that he was a child who didn't understand anything?

With a cold snort, Li Mohan suddenly twitched a small dagger from nowhere and waved it twice in front of Chu Mo's eyes:

"Smelly daddy, if you continue to pretend, then I will shave your head and let you become a monk."

Seeing that Chu Mo still didn't move, Li Mohan's mouth curved, and then he raised the knife and cut off the bun on Chu Mo's head.

Chu Mo only felt a lightness on the top of his head, and then felt a chill.

Before he could react, Li Mohan's second attack had already arrived.

There was a crash, and the sound of the dagger scraping against his scalp immediately made Chu Mo's hair stand on end.

Sensing something was wrong, he was about to open his mouth to call for help when he felt the evil little hand cover him again.

However, this time the sinful little hand only covered his mouth, not his nose.

Chu Mo turned his head and started struggling, trying to break free from the other party's restraints.

"Smelly daddy, be careful with Dao Jian Wu Yan. If you move around again, be careful that Mo Han will pull off your skull."

The demonic voice sounded again.

Chu Mo was petrified in an instant, and he didn't dare to move anymore, letting the cold dagger keep scratching against his scalp.

Suddenly, Chu Mo felt the big bed beneath him tremble.

Then, there was a sharp pain on his forehead, and a stream of liquid flowed down his forehead.

"Oh, stinky daddy, I told you to stop moving. Why are you so disobedient? Look, there's a lot of blood."

Li Mohan's voice came again.

Chu Mo's eyes were slightly red, and two streams of hot tears flowed down his eyes.

"Ah, sister, look, you made daddy cry."

Li Yuanqing released his little hand covering Chu Mo's mouth and began to jump and scream happily, almost knocking out Chu Mo's internal organs.

"Yang Ying, you old bastard, you just watch me suffer!!!"

Taking advantage of the moment Li Yuanqing let go, Chu Mo opened his mouth and roared.