【Ice Nine】Cage

It's already late autumn, and the wind that blows up from time to time can make people shiver.

It's almost winter again when the wives and children are hot on the kang.The waiter who often came to the shop sat on the stool shyly shaking his feet slightly, humming an out-of-tune tune in his mouth.

He sang for a while, thinking that there would definitely be no one else at night. On this bleak day, the shopkeeper had already gone to sleep with his wife in his arms, and he had to stay in the cold wind until the night.

Bitter.

The waiter said some trivial words, continued to hum, got up and closed the door of the shop.

The wind outside seems to be getting stronger, the whole street is quiet and empty, and the unique dryness of autumn makes this night sky extremely clear, but it is strangely starless and moonless.

The waiter in the shop looked out of the door to confirm again, it was empty and there was no one there, so he closed the door with trembling hands and feet.

The half of the door was just closed, and he just stretched out his hand to cover the other half, but he felt a chill on his neck, as cold as the wind blowing.

Demon... demon wind...

Turning his head stiffly and slowly, there seemed to be a rattling sound in his neck. Just as he turned his head a little, he suddenly saw a black figure standing silently beside him.

The waiter in the shop also went dark in front of his eyes, and almost fainted from fright.

Guest officer, why did you come in?

Relying on the courage he had acquired over the years and his good experience as a waiter in the shop, he stabilized his weak hands and feet, and asked in a dazed way: "Does the guest, the guest, stay in the shop?"

"Stay at the hotel."

It was a voice that was so cold that it was a bit unfeeling, but at least it made the waiter's heart flutter directly into his throat and stopped fluttering anymore.

He didn't dare to look at people either, he lowered his head and took the silver taels twisted by the pair of slender fingers in a trance, still in a dazed state, he said indiscriminately: "Okay, sir, it's so late, sir Please come with me... ahaha..."

It wasn't until the person was sent to the room that the dizzy waiter came back to his senses.

Alas, he, an old man in his twenties, really couldn't bear to be scared at all.

"and many more."

"Yes!"

The shop clerk was about to close the door, but when he heard the sound, he couldn't help being awed, he straightened his back and obeyed orders.

"Take this medicine to decoct, and bring some hot water up, I want to take a bath. By the way, I need some light food."

A gust of cold wind blew through the open window in the room, and the hood of the man wrapped in a black robe was blown crookedly. He simply raised his hand to take off the hood, revealing a pale face.

God, fairy!

The shop clerk was dumbfounded, and suddenly a warm medicine bag was stuffed in his hand. Before he had time to marvel at the demeanor, the door in front of him was slammed shut mercilessly.

After Shen Qingqiu closed the door, he went to cover the window. When he took off the cloak on his body, he seemed to take off the cloak as well.

He was full of travel and dust, and the continuous months of running around finally came to an end at this moment, making him exhausted.

The shop waiter acted quickly, and the hot water and food were quickly prepared, but it took time to decoct the medicine, so there was no rush.

Shen Qingqiu signaled that he knew, and the waiter bowed and closed the door, and stepped back again.

After taking a comfortable bath, Shen Qingqiu's spirits became better, and blood finally appeared on his face.

He closed his eyes and ate the whole meal that was still steaming, and at the same time he felt a familiar nausea in his stomach, and at the same time he gulped down his saliva to suppress it.

Torturing himself like this is a desperate move, he has no other way, the long-term fatigue has made him lose weight quickly, if he still eats and vomits like before, his body will definitely collapse.

It's all...!

There was a sudden pain in the abdomen, and the blood on his face that had just recovered a little faded away.

Shen Qingqiu was in so much pain that he broke out in a cold sweat, anxious, irritable and flustered.

Gritting his teeth and hesitating for a long time, he finally put his hand on his abdomen as if in compromise, and caressed the slightly bulging area.

"...don't make trouble anymore..."

When he finally recovered, the medicine came late. He didn't dare to be careless, so he drank the medicine while it was hot. After feeling better all over, he was sure that there was nothing wrong with the little thing in his stomach, so he went to bed in a hurry fell asleep.

For the past few months, half of his time has been running away from the devil world, and the other half is...

Tsk, he killed again.

It's been a long time since I had a sound sleep, and my body and mind were exhausted to the extreme. Shen Qingqiu lay on the bed in a daze, instinctively stretched out his hands to protect his stomach, and tried his best not to think about those terrible and unimaginable things.

Even though the bed was cold and had a musty smell that hadn't seen the sun for a long time, Shen Qingqiu fell into a deep sleep very quickly.He is so tired.

It would be great if he could just sleep on it, he didn't want to face those bad things.

But when he fell asleep, his mind was really out of control. In his sleep, he drifted back to the day when he first received the news of the thunderbolt from the blue sky...

……

He drove a long way that day, from the far northern Xinjiang to another town.He was in poor condition, and that day the pain in his stomach was so unbearable that he had to give up riding and bought a carriage instead.

Later, his health became more and more unwell, and he often fell asleep suddenly in a daze, and he couldn't lift his strength.After that day, his stomach hurts from time to time, and when he touched it suspiciously, he always felt a little strange.

After he vomited three times inexplicably after eating one morning, he no longer dared to take it seriously, so he immediately went to find a medical clinic.

In the medical hall.

Shen Qingqiu watched coldly as the doctor pressed his hand and probed again and again, twisting his beard with an inscrutable expression on his face, but he just couldn't tell why.

"If you don't see anything, don't pretend." Shen Qingqiu snorted coldly.

The doctor glanced at him, looking very embarrassed: "Uh...Young master, are you sure you want to say?"

Shen Qingqiu almost grabbed his beard and glared at him, and said impatiently: "Say!"

"Ximai, Mr. Ximai!"

The doctor was so frightened that his eyes rounded, and he blurted out a shocking anecdote.

"What did you say?!"

Shen Qingqiu froze, stunned by the news, the next moment, he didn't even think about such a strange thing as why he had a child, instead he stood up abruptly and shouted loudly: "Give me the medicine!"

"What, what medicine?" The doctor was so frightened that his feet slipped, and he squatted under the table and screamed.

"Abortion, hurry up!"

It is self-evident who this child is, but Shen Qingqiu absolutely does not want to have anything to do with that person, this child must absolutely not stay!

The doctor was silent under the table for a while, then got up tremblingly while supporting his old waist, looked at Shen Qingqiu with shame on his face and said: "This... son, to tell you the truth, I have never seen you in such a situation before. It's a bit sensational, but it's better not to move the fetus in the stomach lightly, otherwise you won't know when you will die. In this way, my master is a genius doctor. I will contact him later. Young master can be here How about taking a break for a while?"

Shen Qingqiu's mind was buzzing, and after the doctor talked on and on for a while, he finally felt that he was too impulsive. With his current physical condition, maybe a bowl of medicine would kill him.

After carefully considering the doctor's words, he asked, "Then when will your master arrive?"

The doctor said: "The time can be long or short, it's hard to say."

Shen Qingqiu grabbed his collar and gritted his teeth: "When exactly?!"

The doctor raised his hands and shook them like chaff, and almost burst into tears: "The day after tomorrow! The day after tomorrow..."

Shen Qingqiu frowned and let him go, and was led by the doctor's wife to the guest room in the backyard.

That night, he was so troubled that he couldn't sleep, he rubbed his belly for a while, and then angrily cursed the culprit of all this.

Finally, he washed his face with a headache and wanted to go outside for a walk.

He had just slipped around and came back when he heard a sound from the door of his room. He peeped out through the shade of a tree and saw two furtive figures secretly locking the door of his room.

Shen Qingqiu wasn't surprised, they were just villains, there were many in this world, and he wanted to know what they were trying to do.

Under the dark night, there was a little moonlight, shining on the two hypocritical faces of the doctor and his wife.

"Sir, are you sure the diagnosis is correct?"

"Hey, you can't be wrong! I have already notified Master that he is here. Isn't he just in need of medicinal materials for refining medicine? That person, whether it is himself or the child in his belly, will definitely be the best medicinal materials. When the time comes, Master If you are satisfied, those peerless medical records will belong to me."

"Better if nothing goes wrong."

"What are you thinking, I think he is very weak, and now we are locked up, what can happen..." The second half of the sentence stuck in his throat.

"Oh, really."

Shen Qingqiu turned around from behind the tree, and said with a calm smile.

His luck has never been so good.

That night, warm and viscous blood spilled all over the floor, and the couple in the medical center by the street lost their lives quietly in their own home.

Shen Qingqiu started to rush to the next town, buying a lot of medicines for various reasons like crazy, forcing himself to swallow bowl after bowl.

However, whenever he hurt the child, the spiritual power in his body would automatically gather in his abdomen to protect this weak and fragile creature.Every time you take damage, your own spiritual power will be reduced by one point.

Shen Qingqiu also wanted to vent his screams, and even beat his stomach in a vain attempt to destroy this child. He tortured himself and the evil in his stomach, and even thought of dying together.

But one day, when he squatted at the base of the wall and vomited again because of the violent reaction, suddenly an immature child ran out, she frowned and patted Shen Qingqiu's back lightly.

She still couldn't speak clearly, but she struggled to wipe the poor man's face with her mother's handkerchief.

It was only that big, not even reaching Shen Qingqiu's knees, and looked at Shen Qingqiu with a pair of big eyes.

Shen Qingqiu wiped his face with his sleeve, looking at those clear eyes that didn't know much about the world, his heart felt like a needle had been stabbed hard, and his body shrank from the pain.

Yeah, a kid that big is only that big...

How could he...how could he be so ruthless to kill his own child again and again because of his own selfishness...

How could he do it...

In the end, Shen Qingqiu patted the little girl's head, smiled sincerely in a rare way, and let her go back to his mother.

Leaning his back against the wall and closing his eyes, he said softly, "Thank you..."

……

In the middle of the night, Shen Qingqiu's stomach ached intermittently again, and he broke out in cold sweat, but he was still trapped in a dream and couldn't get out.The child in the stomach seemed very disturbed and made a violent noise.

"..."

There seems to be a knock on the door, who...it's so hot, why can't I breathe suddenly...

"...!!"

As if he was in a raging flame, the raging fire was going to engulf him, and there was also a heart-piercing cry.

Who……

Noisy.

As soon as Shen Qingqiu opened his eyes, he saw the thick smoke and fire around him and knew something was wrong.

"Guest officer! Wake up!! It's on fire!! Get up!!"

The waiter in the shop outside was frantically knocking on the door, trying to wake Shen Qingqiu up.

Shen Qingqiu hurriedly took a piece of clothing and went to open the door. As soon as the store clerk saw him, he grabbed his hand and ran outside desperately. In the scorching flames, he still roared and explained: "Suddenly the store caught fire! Everyone else went out. I saw that there was no movement at all from the guest officer! I wondered if you had fallen into a deep sleep! Fortunately, I knocked on the door! God bless you! I... Ouch!"

He uttered a series of words with the momentum of swallowing mountains and rivers, and when he just arrived at the door of the store, he was suddenly hit by something, and he fell to the ground with a plop, and Shen Qingqiu staggered.

Shen Qingqiu squinted dangerously at a certain place in the darkness outside, and immediately reached out to help the waiter up, and dragged him to a safe place outside.

The fire was getting bigger and bigger, but it didn't spread to other houses. The people living nearby all put out the fire with their firearms on their shoulders. The shopkeeper hugged his wife and burst into tears.

Shen Qingqiu took a breath, rubbed his stomach lightly, and walked to the small forest not far away with no expression on his face, his fingers curled up tightly, his whole body on guard.

"get out."

The withered and yellow leaves flew out from his fingers, charged towards the crown of the tree with spiritual energy, and cut off a large number of leaves and branches.

"Don't be so angry."

An indifferent voice sounded, and in front of Shen Qingqiu fell a stooped middle-aged man, with a white face and beardless, with a sluggish expression and an ordinary appearance that could be forgotten in a blink of an eye.

His small eyes looked at Shen Qingqiu earnestly, and a light flashed in his pupils, as if he saw something rare.

When his eyes fell on Shen Qingqiu's stomach, the light in his eyes became even brighter, and he said firmly, "It's been more than three months."

Shen Qingqiu's expression became even colder, and he was instantly sure that this person was the master that the evil doctor said at the beginning, and he didn't know how he came after him.

He raised his hand to cover his stomach, cold light shot out from his sleeves, and the moon-white sword illuminated the person in front of him even more monstrously.

The man was so excited that his whole body was trembling. He walked back and forth in the same place, but his eyes never left Shen Qingqiu for a moment. His expression was hungry and thirsty, and he looked like a lunatic. It's wonderful...the best medicinal material, it can be refined into a lot of medicines, good, great..."

The point of Shen Qingqiu's sword fell to the ground, and he approached him step by step, and said flatly: "If this is the reason why you set fire to the inn to disturb my Qingmeng tonight, you don't need to save your life."

The man quacked twice, shook his head and hilariously said: "Hahaha! With your current body, maybe you will die if I make a move. I want to feel sorry for this hard-won medicinal material. If you die, take it back The effect of the medicine must be greatly reduced hahaha!"

Shen Qingqiu shook his sharp sword, and said with a sneer, "Really?"

The long sword was swept out, and the aura in the forest rioted, and the trees looked fragile in the turbulent flow.

Shen Qingqiu mobilized his spiritual power to protect the child, and mercilessly threw deadly attacks with his long sword.

During the darkest period before dawn, relying on the little spiritual power in his body and the sword in his hand, he overcame his physical fatigue and wanted to protect this child who was connected with his own blood.

……

Shen Qingqiu didn't care about the tightly grasped arm, let out a low growl, and with the last of his strength broke the neck of the person under him.

He was dizzy and wanted to stand up, but unexpectedly, he was staggered by the sharp claws in his hands that refused to let go. He had to pick up the sword that had broken some gaps and slashed several times, so that the stiff arm Detach from your wrist.

At this time, the sky was bright, and there was nowhere to hide the bloody brutality here.

Shen Qingqiu got up and wanted to catch his breath, but suddenly coughed up blood.

He propped up his body with the broken sword, almost fell back to the ground, stabilized his figure, and then walked out unsteadily.

He didn't walk the way he came, but chose another lonely path. He stumbled, covered in blood, and looked filthy in the sun.

so tired...

The road in front of him seemed to be endlessly long, stretching in Shen Qingqiu's blurred vision.

He was walking very unsteadily while holding the long sword, and the wounds and blood all over his body made him gasp like a dying fish stranded on the shore, or like a wild dog that had been beaten and discarded.It's very similar.

Stomach cramps again, Shen Qingqiu regained his sanity and walked towards the river with great effort.

When he first touched the icy cold water, his heart skipped a beat, he didn't care about the blood stains on his hands, he held the clear river water in both hands and took a sip after another impatiently.

The river water rushed to his face, melting the thick blood stains, and layers of filth were scattered in the river water.

Shen Qingqiu stopped and stared blankly at the reflection in the water.

Pale, thin, and very different from the original self.

It's been a long time since he took a good look at his own face, and he didn't expect it to be so ugly.

The strong smell of blood entered his nose, and he couldn't suppress it anymore, retching at the embarrassed face in the water.

All the things that he deliberately didn't think about rushed into his mind at this moment, and he was so exhausted that he couldn't even lift his head.

He originally thought of escaping from Luo Binghe and starting over again, but he never thought that there would be an indelible connection between them. There would be a bloodline between them, and the relationship between the two could never be completely separated.

But no matter how strong a person is, there will be unknown areas, as well as cowardice hidden under the skin that no one can touch.

He wanted to calm down, so he forced himself to accept all the facts and finally accept this kid who shouldn't exist.

He was forced to take on another identity and responsibility, as well as an unpredictable future.

At this moment, the grievance and hatred of being spoiled by Luo Binghe, the bewilderment of being pregnant with the child, the confusion and panic that was deliberately suppressed in the bottom of my heart, and the exhaustion that spread from the bottom of my heart, all of these rushed towards him like a wave pouring from the sky, hitting him The spine crushed him.

In this clear and sunny late autumn, under the boundless sky, the dust-covered wanderer finally closed his eyes tightly and choked up his sobs.