I Woke Up Pregnant With An Undead's Child

Pixian Hui Wang was inside. He’s just gone to check the person on the coffin.

It could only be said that it’s a human skin with many holes. This Jin LaoDa’s skin could not be mended at all, so he changed it for Red Sister’s.

At the beginning of going down the tomb, Jin LaoDa should have known the route in the tomb. First, he took Red Sister straight to the main tomb. Perhaps, he was seriously inflicted by something; Red Sister took the opportunity to escape. In order to protect himself, Jin LaoDa peeled off his own skin. He caught up with her, murdered her and took possession of her body.

Later, Lu Feng and Hua Ting came down and met her, which she then joined them.

Pixian Hui Wang got the gist of it. Naturally, Li Shu was too. But now Jin LaoDa got a hostage, not afraid of Li Shu at all. He had two strange laughs; his voice was a mixed of Jin LaoDa’s shrill baritone and the soft voice of Red Sister. It was like a body bearing two souls, and weird laughter echoed in the tomb.

“Take one more step and I’ll make him a corpse right away.” Jin LaoDa laughed eerily. His teeth touched Zhang Qiu’s neck, and he laughed mischievously, “It’s really white here. I would really like to take a bite.” The voice turned into Red Sister’s again.

Li Shu’s eyes grew worse and worse, but Jin LaoDa had no fear at all.

"The Master said you are quite difficult to deal with, but what about that? People always have weaknesses, Fellow Li Shu, although you are not human, but you also have weaknesses." Jin LaoDa finished his talk with another mischievous laughter.

Zhang Qiu was stunned. What the fuck is this Jin LaoDa cursing out? You are not human, your family is not human!

His heart however was anxiously bearing pain. It’s like a bunch of things going to break free, but inside the truth might not be what he wanted to know.

There was a violent pain in his stomach, Zhang Qiu took a breath. Jin LaoDa shouted at him, “Be good!”

Li Shu took two steps forward. Jin LaoDa grabbed Zhang Qiu’s neck a little harder. Red Sister’s slender and sharp nails punctured Zhang Qiu’s skin and bled beads of blood. “Fellow Li Shu, if you take another step, I’ll kill him immediately.”

“What do you want?” Li Shu stopped, his face expressionless, seemingly looked very gentle and helpless by the threat.

Jin LaoDa laughed out loud. “Go in, open the coffin and take out the box inside.”

“Oh?”

Zhang Qiu’s stomach hurt like it wanted to twist together. At this time, he heard Li Shu’s light retort. Just this one word, his Mary Su’s face dropped. Zhang Qiu had never thought he was the man he was looking for.

“Hear -”

Jin LaoDa’s words stopped abruptly. Li Shu was very fast. Zhang Qiu had not even blink, Li Shu had come to his side. He took his shoulder in one hand and folded Jin LaoDa’s hands in the other. The tomb was filled with Jin LaoDa’s screaming like pigs in the slaughter house. Li Shu threw the people to Pixian Hui Wang’s feet, with voice carrying tyranny, "Take him to the middle of the coffin. There should be something he fears."

Zhang Qiu’s pain made him a bit confused at this time. He raised his head only to be met with dark red. A moment ago, he was like a girl in spring, a love-struck fool but suddenly he felt like falling into a thousand-layer ice pool.

He was cold all over, his stomach ache seemed to be forgotten. His mouth was dry. The eyes of his nightmare were in front of him, and not half a word could be uttered.

The other person put his hand on his stomach, frowned, and said something. Zhang Qiu’s head was having overlapping images, he was unable to hear. At this moment, all the details that he had left behind appeared one by one. Li Shu’s body temperature was very low. Several times his stomach cramped but as long as Li Shu touched it, his stomach would not hurt any more. There were two nights he had wet dream. Maybe it was not a dream at all. It was Li Shu who played tricks. Every time he felt dazed before passing out, he would see the crimson flashed past...

“Why?”

He spit out the word in extremely hoarse voice. Why out of all people, it was Li Shu? Why only after he fell in love with Li Shu did he know that Li Shu was the Jiangshi who brought him nightmares? Why?!

Li Shu’s stroking hand on Zhang Qiu’s belly paused. He avoided answering. He hugged Zhang Qiu horizontally and found that the person in his arms was stiff by the hug, his face sunk.

“He’s going to give birth.” Li Shu’s voice was cold, and it didn’t sound like he was happy.

*Boom* Zhang Qiu’s brain exploded. The demon foetus in his stomach would come out, how will it coming out? And, was Li Shu staying with him and accepting his affection all because of what’s in his stomach?

“Give-give birth?” Hua Ting, who had shed a lot of blood, was able to stand up at the moment. One could not tell that he had just been shot in the chest except that his face was a little white. Lu Feng held him up and Hua Ting patted Lu Feng’s arm. “Lu Feng is a doctor, but no surgery can be done here. It’s better to go to the hospital as soon as possible. However Junior Brother’s belly doesn’t show any signs of giving birth.”

“It’s too late.” Li Shu, holding Zhang Qiu in one hand, took off his coat and threw it on the ground. Lu Feng, beside him, took out the blanket -which was originally prepared for Hua Ting- out of the bag and handed it to Li Shu.

Zhang Qiu knew what they were busy with, but he didn’t want to participate from beginning to end. He didn’t expect anything in his stomach to come out, not to mention that he had just accepted that it was all a conspiracy. The man he liked was deceiving him from beginning to end. Perhaps it was because of this child that Li Shu got closed to him. The more he thought about it, the more he would be grieving. He didn’t want to talk.

Lay flat on the ground, Li Shu put his hand on Zhang Qiu’s stomach.

Zhang Qiu’s muscles shrank with fear. After a few seconds, his brain imagination^[1] aroused his desire to survive. He grabbed Li Shu’s wrist with great vigor, his palms were cold and sweaty.

“Are you going to kill me?” After that, he was not reconciled. He looked sideways for familiar figure and shouted, “Second’s wife! You have to save me! I don’t want to be cut open!”

Zhang Qiu himself didn’t know that his face was full of fear and panic when he said that. But deep in his eyes concealed a dense pitifulness and expectation.

Pixian Hui Wang, who was named Second’s wife, was taken aback at first. The expression on his face cracked, whatever gentle person set up had all collapsed. If Li Shu hadn’t blocked him, Pixian Hui Wang would have given Zhang Qiu a slap first. Zhang Qiu still hadn’t noticed, because his whole body and entire thought was caught up inside a big miserable drama by his own brain imagination.

How could he be so pathetic?

Was abused and cried QAQ. [被虐哭了]

“What are you thinking again?” Li Shu said this in a tone of helplessness. He gently touched Zhang Qiu’s belly with his palm, with tenderness in his eyes that he did not even know, “Song Bao, be good, sleep well.”

Originally Zhang Qiu was really afraid of Li Shu, but his familiar nickname and warm words made him relax and fall asleep.

“Gurgle, gurgle, Baba, puff!”

His face felt wet, Zhang Qiu wiped his face, and vaguely heard a young and tender voice chortling on his face — wait, young and tender?!

He opened his eyes suddenly; an enlarged face, before his eyes had a mouth with bubbles. Perhaps seeing that he had woken up, the other was frightened, the bubble on the mouth “puff-” burst again, and wet saliva splashed on his face.

“Baba! Puff!”

Another bubble burst on his face. Zhang Qiu was shocked and his body stiffen, “Who-whose child?”

“Baba.” The soft body was as cold as an ice cube sat on the pit of his stomach, with two white arms around his neck, very intimately held him. Zhang Qiu dared not move at all, so he could see clearly what the child looked like.

The skin was that kind of unhealthy white, with a pair of beautiful round and big almond eyes dripping wet, pale black circles around the eyes, like a panda’s eyes or that of lacking sleep, and a sharp chin. When the child talked, a row of small white and neat teeth with two small tiger teeth were exposed. The bright black fetal hair was soft and stuck to the forehead. The obedient child still played a small bubble.

When Zhang Qiu saw the whole picture, he knew what was wrong. The child was extremely a miniature, the size of a newborn kitten, soft and adorable like a doll. Everything was exquisite and perfect except the dark circles under the eyes, was like a normal human child.

But —

“Baba.” The child called softly, and spit water bubbles at him.

Zhang Qiu dared not move, pressed down the thoughts in his head, and did not dare to think much.

“Xiao Qiu, you woke up. This is your newborn son, quite a lovely one.” It was Pixian Hui Wang’s voice.

Zhang Qiu looked around and found that they were still in the main tomb. The coffin in the middle had been opened. Li Shu was in the middle of the coffin; didn’t know what he was doing. He suddenly thought that Li Shu was the Great Zongzi of the Qinling Tomb, and his blood ran cold.

He took his eyes back. Pixian Hui Wang came over, poked the face of the child sitting on him very gently, and beamingly said, “You and Li Shu’s child is so lovely!”

Why did it sounded like he was bearing grudges for the words of ’Second’s wife’ that shouted by Zhang Qiu moments ago?

Zhang Qiu heard that the child was just exactly what he’d thought; he sat up violently and almost turned the child over in front of his chest. He didn’t even think about it, subconsciously picking up the child. When he touched the skin, there was not a bit of body temperature; like an ice-cold snake. He let out a surprised exclamation and let go of his hand. But the little child was very happy. He thought that Zhang Qiu was playing games with him. He was small and light, so his agility was very strong. He climbed along Zhang Qiu’s thigh like climbing a tree and sitting desperately on Zhang Qiu’s shoulders.

From beginning to end, Zhang Qiu was too frightened to do anything else. He just stood there like a big tree.

He ignored the child as much as possible. Zhang Qiu thought that the tomb was not good for him. First, he would wait, and then bridge went to bridge, and road went to road^[2]. He and Li Shu would break up and had nothing to do with each other.

“Does your stomach hurts?” Pixian Hui Wang pointed to Zhang Qiu’s stomach, “Li Shu just opened–”

Before he finished, Zhang Qiu quickly lifted up his clothes to reveal his belly. There was only one red scar the size of a little thumb on the lower side of his lower abdomen. It was not like a knife scar. A knife scar would not heal so fast, and he didn’t feel anything.

He swallowed his saliva. Zhang Qiu was apparently confused by the current situation. His face was lifeless, letting his imagination ran wild to figure out something.

Pixian Hui Wang wanted to frighten him more, but a cold line of sight swept over him, he snorted and said nothing more.

His hair was pulled, from time to time there was a popping sound on his head and saliva splattered everywhere. Zhang Qiu was annoyed. He held the child in one hand. The child’s soft almond eyes were aimed at him; his pupils were black and bright, and his eyelashes were like two small fans. Zhang Qiu’s heart softened.

“For-forget it, you play!” He put the child on his shoulder. As the result, the little child did not get on. Two white thin arms wrapped around his neck and kissed him in the face. Zhang Qiu’s heart quivered, but when he thought of Li Shu, he relentlessly refused to respond.

He wanted to fall in love with Li Shu, but Li Shu only regarded him as a child-bearing machine!!

Li Shu was a cruel beautiful person who could not restrain himself!

“What are they doing?” Zhang Qiu asked, not wanting to be absorbed in his own brain circuit.

“Your gave birth to a child.” Seeing Zhang Qiu’s slight tremor, Pixian Hui Wang did not want to play too much, and continued: “The layout of this main tomb, something Nine Palace Immortal Lock. What lie in the coffin is actually your Senior from who-knows-how-many-previous-lives, the General of Gu Mu Country.”

Zhang Qiu had followed the professor to do homework to investigate this small country since Qinling Mountain; it was called Gu Mu Country before the Shang Dynasty, and became Ju Zi Country after Zhou. Gu Mu Country had a long history of myths and legends. The most famous among them was its leader; one of the Five Emperors, ZhuanXu’s son, QiongChan^[3].

“When the coffin was opened, there were only green and shining bones in it, which had turned into ashes for a long time. Your Senior did not have the Immortal Vein at all. The life expectancy of ordinary people was trapped in the array will be shorter and shorter in each reincarnation life. That’s what you Senior’s man said by a strange and deadly disease.”

“Then breaking the array would be good.” Zhang Qiu was fascinated and also anxious. The people who made this array were so malicious, making it so that people who’re trapped could not live well for every reincarnation.

Pixian Hui Wang smiled and felt that Zhang Qiu was timid but very earnest when he met people he cared about.

“For Four thousand years, now it’s broken. Your Senior’s life span can only be delayed by one or two years, it’s still a phase of premature death. Even the next life is expected to die premature, only slowly recovered.”

Nothing is accomplished overnight.

Zhang Qiu suddenly remembered the tomb in Qinling Mountain, which had been repaired luxuriously. The main tomb room was five layered of yellow intestine; inside was covered with green and shining bones, while under the main tomb there was also a simple and crude tomb without accompanying burial. Simple array method locked the sarcophagus bed, with another 1,800 bones’ grievances pressuring on the top.

When he returned home, he told his Dad. At that time, his Dad lamented how much the people who built the tomb hated the owner of the tomb.

Pressuring the tomb was a big taboo, especially with 1,800 grievances. The Feng Shui in Qinling Mountain was very good, but it only nourished 1,800 bones in the main tomb. In the long run, the grievances in the main tomb grew more and more serious, the owner of the tomb would not be able to turn over^[4] forever. With the Nine Palace Lock Immortal Array boxed the tomb, the owner could not be reincarnated at all, could only be refine in the array day after day.

Zhang Qiu thought of this, and his tone was a bit urgent, “So, do you think there will be any side effects of Li Shu’s being trapped for so many years?”

“Oh–” Pixian Hui Wang lengthened the tone.

Zhang Qiu suddenly realized, he hated himself for worrying about Li Shu and muttered, “I don’t care about him.”

“Oh, then you don’t want to know who did it?”

Zhang Qiu saw Pixian Hui Wang’s gentle smile. How did he feel that there was a knife hidden in his smile? As a matter of fact, he had a lot of good looks and hearts!

“Fine, Second’s wife, tell me.”

Pixian Hui Wang: ...

“I’d rather share with you the details of your birthing.” Pixian Hui Wang laughed very gently.

“I’m upset, Second’s wife.” Zhang Qiu returned with a deadpan look.

The two men were mutually conflicted, upsetting each other and silent in the air for a second.

“It’s Gou Wang^[5].” The distant voice came from Li Shu, who seemed to know what Zhang Qiu wanted to ask. At the moment, his whole body was full of bitterness, and his voice was cold as quenching poison. “1,800 bones in the main tomb were my trusted high-ranking military officers.”

—–

When in love.

Song Bao: My eyes are so good, the man I chose is very good. A beauty, benevolence, big tool, live is good muahh<3!

After fallen out.

Song Bao: Humph, I was blinded by shit at the beginning. Sure enough, a beauty’s heart is vicious, no discussion!

Footnotes:

[1] "脑" means "brains," and "补" means to "supplement." Originating from Japanese anime, this term means to fantasize things according to one’s own wishes, concerning either plots in fiction or happenings in real life. Chinese netizens have accepted the term in a more general sense which is similar to "imagining."

[2] go back to where they should be

[3] QiongChan [poor cicada], also known as “Mu” [the same Mu in Gu Mu, means curtain], is an ancient Chinese figure. According to legend, QiongChan is the descendant of ZhuanXuan, the king of Yushi. One theory holds that QiongChan conspired to kill WangLiang [demons and monsters] in order to fight for the throne, and WangLiang fled to Leize.

Qiong chan [Poor cicadas] are often found in kitchens. They are incarnations of kitchen gods, cockroaches of today.

[4] 翻身 fān shēn = to turn over (when lying); (fig.) to free oneself; to emancipate oneself; to bring about a change of one’s fortunes

[5] Gou wang, ancient Chinese figures. According to the Records of the Five Emperors, Guo wang is the great-grandson of ZhuanXu GaoYang, the grandson of QiongChan and the son of Jingkang.

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