Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

Ding Xiang touched her bulging belly, smiled bitterly and shook her head: "I'm fine, thank you very much. From your accent, you sound like you're from here. Which village are you from?"

"...Lijiatun, that place where people rarely leave the village all year round. But now that village is gone."

"Ah, why is it gone?"

Chen Kun coughed lightly and said, "Cousin-in-law, you are still pregnant. Why don't you go and have a rest? Don't disturb the fetus."

Ding Xiang came to her senses and hurriedly shook her head. She looked at Chen Dashan with fear and said quickly, "I'll go get you some tea. Please come this way."

Several people came to the main hall and sat down. Chen Dashan frowned when he saw the little girl coming in, with disgust that could not be concealed in his eyes: "Whose girl is this? Go out and play if you have nothing to do."

"No little girl can enter my house. If she gets pregnant with another little girl, what hope will I have in this life?"

Chen Kun's face froze, and he quickly interrupted: "Cousin, you are a scholar after all, how can you be so ignorant? This little girl is the master's apprentice."

"Do you still want to be cured? If you do, just be honest and stop talking nonsense, okay? If you offend the master, it's no use asking a fortune teller. A fortune teller can't do anything about your illness either."

"Oh, this is a heartache for me. I don't have a son again and again. How can I explain this to my parents?"

Chen Dashan looked at Su Chen and said, "Master, can you help me calculate whether my disease can be cured?"

Su Chen pulled the corner of his mouth and said calmly: "Yes, I can, but it costs 10,000 per fortune telling. It depends on whether you can accept it. If not, it's not bad to continue to raise the ghost fetus."

"Look, the babies in your belly are greeting you. Can't you see?"

"Wha, what?"

The two looked at him in horror, not understanding what this meant, but soon they understood.

Su Chen lifted up his clothes and tapped on his belly. He saw that his belly was rapidly expanding to the size of four or five months, as if it were inflated. The faces of ghost babies kept appearing on his belly.

Small hands and feet appeared on the belly. Chen Dashan's pupils shrank when he saw this scene, and he screamed: "Ahhh, what the hell is this thing? Help!"

"Master, Master, please save me."

Chen Kun's eyelids twitched as he watched, and he subconsciously stood up and moved away from him, his eyes filled with fear. This was the first time he had seen such a horrifying scene.

A man was four or five months pregnant, and from time to time, black baby faces, ghost hands and feet appeared on his belly, as if it was about to burst.

Chen Dashan cried for help.

Su Chen looked at him indifferently and said calmly, "Do you know whose three ghost faces are in your stomach?"

"What? This isn't a ghost. How would I know whose it is? All babies have the same face. I can't tell them apart."

"Really? No wonder your daughters are so resentful. They can't even recognize you as their biological father. It's no wonder they came back to find you."

Chen Dashan's heart tightened, and he lowered his head to look at his belly in horror. Ghostly baby faces emerged, and a shrill voice rang out: "Dad, Dad, do you like us?"

The three voices kept changing.

The eldest child: "No, Dad likes boys, and he doesn't like us because we are girls."

The eldest child: "No, my mother-in-law said that she only likes the children she gave birth to. Dad must not like us because he didn't give birth to us. So we should let Dad give birth to us."

The third child: "Yes, yes, if daddy gave birth to us, he would love us, and then we can go home. It's so cold outside."

Hearing these three voices, Chen Dashan's defenses were completely broken. He held his head and screamed in fear: "No, no, who the hell are you?"

He knelt on the ground and begged for mercy: "Master, Master, have you seen this ghost baby? Help me, quickly help me kill all these ghost babies."

Chen Kun's face turned pale and he stammered, "Master, what's going on? Can my cousin's illness be cured? Why is the ghost baby haunting him?"

Su Chen sat on the chair and said calmly, "Oh, that's simple. This ghost baby doesn't haunt just anyone. It will only go after the corresponding person if there's a blood connection and an obsession."