About my eyes being reincarnated as my husband

Jing Ani touched the piece of blue, expressionless.

He is also a knowledgeable doctor.Based on the temperature, softness and color, it is not difficult to judge that this is a corpse spot.

"How can I have this on me?" he asked.

"This is not a corpse spot as you understand it." Lin Qingquan said, "This is a demon."

"Magic." Jing Ani stroked the corpse spot on her right shoulder, and said lightly, "Can demons be contagious? If I touch someone or touch someone, will he also be stained with corpse spots?"

Lin Qingquan answered the question seriously: "So far there has been no case of human-to-human transmission."

Watermelon stared aside, "I said, you ask this question... what do you want to do?!"

Kagami grinned a perverted smile, "I want to infect Kusama Hui, I hope he will accompany me."

"Wow you..." Xigua couldn't help but said, "You're an evil ghost, right?"

Jing Ani put on her clothes while smiling, turned her head and walked out from the dark alley, returning to the flow of people on the main street.

The bodyguard was covered in corpse spots, his face was completely black and purple, and he lay on the ground with a dazed expression on his face.He died for his master, and his master abandoned him.

Lin Qingquan called the magistrate's office to collect his body.

The three returned to Main Street.Lin Qingquan was reminiscing about what happened just now, and at the same time found it difficult to move an inch in the crowded crowd.

There are more people on the street than before, blocking the road and stagnating for a while.He exhales annoyedly.

Mumu patted his shoulder from behind.Lin Qingquan turned around and saw that it hadn't moved for a long time.He was already upset and irritable, and he was about to have a fit when he saw the stuffed gourd.

"Why are you photographing me?" Lin Qingquan was a little annoyed.

Mu Mu couldn't speak, but he just made two small murmurs, and raised the anti-lost rope that had been loosened, signaling him to re-tie it on himself.

It turned out that the anti-lost rope was loose in the crowd.

I have to admit that this kind of scene is very similar to a puppy biting a collar and asking its owner to tie it on itself.

Strong sense of self-management.

Its well-behaved behavior undoubtedly pleased Lin Qingquan.

Lin Qingquan's irritability disappeared all of a sudden, and he tied the rope tightly to its purple-red hands, "Let's talk about it earlier."

The crowd moved again.There are many fragrant people passing by.After soaking in the hot springs, they wore yukatas the color of cherry blossoms or dew grass, their hair was still dripping, and their wooden sandals creaked and creaked when they walked.A father put his son on his neck. The little boy seemed to be only four or five years old, and he was shaking a goldfish bell in his hand.

Lin Qingquan suddenly stopped.

The watermelon almost stepped on his foot, and said angrily, "What are you doing stopping?"

Lin Qingquan raised the tight anti-lost rope and shook it, "It wasn't me, it stopped."

Mumu came out from behind and stood in front of the father and son.

The man squinted at it with doubts on his face, trying to go around it and continue on.As a result, Mumu moved away and stopped him with his arm.His son was riding on his neck, shaking the goldfish bell, his round eyes staring at the silver-clothed man in front of him.

"You are blocking my way." The man was a little annoyed, "Get out of the way, I have to buy candy for my child!"

Lin Qingquan sized him up, his expression changed carelessly, his eyes and eyebrows showed an unprecedented gloomy look, not at all relaxed as usual, the change was as big as if he had been taken away.

Watermelon saw that his expression was different, "What... what's wrong? Could it be that he also has corpse spots?"

Lin Qingquan remained silent, and suddenly raised his hand, pointing to the man's throat, "Your throat is not right."

"What's wrong?" The man was offended and spoke angrily.

"You have a congenital severe lack of vocal cords." Lin Qingquan withdrew his hand, "It stands to reason that you can't speak."

The man froze for a moment, and then became even angrier, "So what? I just know how to talk, what's wrong?!"

Lin Qingquan said gloomyly: "So you are not human. You are a demon."

"Nonsense! I even have a son, how could it be a devil!" The man was puzzled.

His son danced above his father's head, kicking his short, lotus-white legs happily, ringing the goldfish bell more and more vigorously.

Lin Qingquan snatched the little boy's bell, shook it by his ear, and smiled teasingly at the man: "Your ability is insufficient. When imitating the human form, I forgot to draw the vocal cords as well."

The man blushed with anger, and said angrily, "You can accuse me, but don't mess with my son!"

He clenched his fist and swung it over, but was stopped by Mumu who jumped out of the way.The fist wind hit its bamboo hat veil, causing a wave of turbulence on the veil.

It reached out with lightning speed, grabbed the man by the throat, and snapped his neck with a click.

Screams erupted all around.The man's head hangs down strangely, connected to the body through flesh and blood.

"Oops..." the severed head spoke.

The misaligned cervical spine was quickly repaired, the broken blood vessels re-grew, and the blood flow was stable as usual.

The man twisted his neck, held his son's back firmly with one hand, and smiled with his mouth bent: "Oh, I was discovered."

If you don't pull out the heart, no matter how much you toss, the demon will never die.

A small group of people saw the whole process, screamed again and again, and frantically scattered to the side like bugs seeing the sun, making a small circle for them.

The little boy was riding on his father's shoulders and crying loudly, his face was covered with snot and tears, and his little face was flushed red.

Without hesitation, Mumu crushed his neck in public.Then he grabbed the nape of his neck and pulled the breathless little boy off his father's shoulders.

The little boy was dead, and his face was still covered with sticky tears.His neck was like a marionette, bent at an odd angle.

The Xuanwu Festival was like dripping water into boiling oil, and the pot exploded with a bang.

The man watched his son being killed, and suddenly passed out.

Watermelon only felt his eyes turn black, "Killed. Your eyes...killed!"

Colorful fireworks exploded in the night, and lanterns hung high on the eaves to diffuse gentle light. People's screams came like a tide, and the content was nothing more than "killed" and "killed a child".

The sight of carrying the dead body has become the target of everyone's attention.

Lin Qingquan didn't say a word, but stared at the little boy with tight eyes.

"Qingquan... what are you doing in a daze, it killed people!" Watermelon said anxiously, "When the officials from the Huiding Magistrate come over and find out that the murderer is a magic fetus, everything will be over! It must die. You may be the host Death, the best result is blindness..."

Hearing this, Mu Mu flinched a little, took a few steps back, retracted Zi Hong's hands into his sleeves, and buried his head to the bottom.In a warm and brilliant color of light, vicious comments came from all around, just like the glare of reflective glass in the summer sun.

"It's not a murderer." Lin Qingquan said.

He stepped out and stood in front of his eyes.

Because it is taller than it, he can completely block the thin magic tire.Just like it protected him from the body before, this time, he stood in front of the magic tire like a hero, blocking all verbal and hidden arrows for it.

"It will release life, so it can't be the character of wanton killing."

"I know it will be released. But..." Watermelon looked at the little boy with a broken neck in embarrassment, "How do you explain this..."

With a bang, the little boy turned into a heart.

The atrium and ventricle are all present, and the four valves open and close normally, which is no different from a human heart, and it can even be regarded as a good heart that can be used for transplantation.

The fainted man gradually disappeared, and a turquoise crocodile took his place.

There was an uproar.

"The man just now is not a human, but a demon." Lin Qingquan lifted the demon's heart high, blood was still oozing from his fingers, "It imagined the heart as its own son, let him ride on its head, it looked like a father Kindness and filial piety, it is difficult to connect with demons. What's more, such a cute boy, even if he is a demon hunter, he would never think that he is the heart of demons. Although this demon is a low-level demon, he is not stupid. , on the contrary it is very smart."

Xigua slapped his head, "No wonder he has missing vocal cords! Crocodiles are animals without vocal cords. Even if they are humanoid, they can't imitate vocal cords well!"

Lin Qingquan felt ironic when he saw the commotion surrounding the crowd again.He grabbed Mumu's shoulders which shrank slightly, pulled it to the front, and said, "I tell you, it is more like a Buddha than everyone here!"

Now that the demon has been dealt with, it can be regarded as a comfort to the dead souls of the gypsies and guards.The officials from the town execution office came, saluted collectively, and thanked Lin Qingquan and Mumu.

The time has entered midnight, the shops closed one after another, most of the lanterns on the street were extinguished, and the crowd dispersed.

Watermelon is carrying a paper lantern from her post station.The three went back to the mountain together.

"It's really amazing, your little monster." Watermelon praised all the way, "It can actually discern the heart of a demon."

"Is this skill rare?" Lin Qingquan asked.

Watermelon rolled his eyes, "I said, don't underestimate it just because it is good-tempered and good-tempered. I have never seen the ability to identify the heart. Think about it, this is equivalent to sumo wrestlers fighting. , it can see the opponent's weakness and fatal point, no matter how powerful the opponent is, it can hit the vital point in one fell swoop."

Lin Qingquan asked again: "If you don't have this ability, how can you identify the heart?"

Watermelon pointed to his head, "Depend on your insight and judgment."

"Insight and judgment." Lin Qingquan was thoughtful.

"The devil cherishes and is very cautious about its own heart, so based on this, it is very difficult to observe the devil's words and deeds, and judge which part of its body is the mimicry of the heart through its various behaviors. You know How much work does it take to identify a demon's heart? Your little monster has the ability to recognize it at a glance, which saves a lot of time."

really.With this ability, it is easy to encounter any monsters.As its host, naturally it cannot die.

Lin Qingquan tightened the anti-lost rope, and dragged Mumu, who had been behind, to the front.

He held its face in both hands, and looked at its slightly absent-minded eyes through a layer of moon halo-like veil.

"Hey, it will be fine if you don't eat me." Lin Qingquan said.

He touched Mumu's face and it burned, and the originally purple skin burned even redder.

It whined and turned back into Lin Qingquan's eyes.