Many people were poked in the courtyard outside the house, saying that in this Golden Elephant country, regardless of whether the girl is old or young, she wears gray robes and white masks. It is really difficult to distinguish between men and women. Gender can only be inferred based on approximate height and physique.

I remember once asking Liang Jinghui that all of you wear the same dress, how can you tell who is who? Liang Jinghui's answer is that after a long time, you will naturally recognize who is who.

Wipe, what I want to say is, even if I live here for the rest of my life, I guess I still can't tell who is who.

Li Yuantai commanded the butterfly to fly in through the hole in the window paper and stopped on the bronze dressing table by the window.

There were only five people in the house, two of them tall, obviously men standing at the door, a midwife, an old mother, and of course a mother.

In fact, my worries were completely unnecessary. When I entered the room, I realized that there was a screen erected in the middle of the room. The screen kept the parturient from being tightly closed. We couldn't see anything. We could only hear her moaning and crying for pain. The midwife and old mother were busy teaching her to relax, panting, straining, and so on.

So we just want to see pictures that are not suitable for children.

The screen is painted with a picture of Chang'e flying to the moon. The picture of Chang'e is floating on auspicious clouds and her clothes are fluttering. Her expression is lonely. In the upper right corner of her head is a round moon. In the lower left corner, there is a samurai in armor, swinging a bow and arrow, striding after her. The samurai is full of anger and his mouth is open, as if shouting something.

The samurai was obviously Hou Yi.

For me, who has witnessed the truth of Chang'e's flight to the moon, of course I know that what Houyi is calling at this moment is not—my dear, don’t go, but—huanglianpo, give me the elixir!

When I thought of this, I almost didn't chuckle.

Li Yuantai stabbed me in time.

The more and more high-pitched groans of the parturient also pulled my thoughts back into the wing.

"The man standing next to my father who was turning around in a hurry is my third uncle." Liang Jinghui whispered.

"By the way, Jing Hui, who did you say who appeared when the newborn was born?" I couldn't help asking.

Liang Jinghui's face instantly turned pale after hearing this.

At this time, wow — wow —

The baby's immature cry sounded from the screen, and there was a burst of cheers outside the house.

"She gave birth! She gave birth! We are going to have another child in Golden Elephant Country."

The two men in the house were also very happy. Although they were wearing masks, I couldn't see the expressions on their faces, but I could see that they were all happy. Liang Jinghui's third uncle was pacing excitedly in front of the screen, knocking. Holding the screen, "Is it a man or a woman?"

Inside the screen, the old mother said, "Congratulations to the third master, you are a son. Don't worry about the third master, wait for the old slave to clean up the son."

"How about Madam?" Third Uncle asked uneasyly.

"Mother and son are safe."

The third uncle was relieved, walked to the table, poured a cup of tea, took a sharp sip, and let out a long sigh of relief.

"He didn't come this time."

"Isn't it a good thing not to come?" The mask asked humanely.

The old mother was holding a pink and tender baby. The baby babbled and twisted. It put its index finger into its mouth and was sucking it.

I noticed blood stains on the old mother's gray robe and white gloves.

Wipe, does she wear white gloves even to deliver the baby?

The third uncle took the baby, put it in his arms, and lovingly stroked its blushing little face with his white gloved hands.

The baby opened his eyes and looked at his father carefully, then clucked.

Three people in gray robes and white masks and white gloves surrounded a baby who was falling to the ground. This scene is indescribable.

At this time, a gust of evil wind blew, and a group of black images floated into the house like a smoke.

The focus of the eyes of the three gray-robed men was on the baby, and naturally no one noticed the dark shadow.

After the black smoke fell, it twisted and twisted several times, becoming thicker and thicker, and finally turned into a boy in black.

The black-clothed boy stood there, staring at everyone present.

The boy’s short blue hair, matted and piled on top of his head, with shiny silver rings on his ears, reminds me of the rock singers of heavy metal bands. His skin is scaryly pale, and his purple-black lips are on the silver ring he wears. A dull light flashed under the reflection.

These are not important points.

The point is that the young man's violet eyes flashed with dark golden luster. At this moment, those purple eyes were shooting cold blood and cruel rays through the narrow eye sockets.

The young man blew his whistle and saw a flash of white light outside the window, and the courtyard suddenly exclaimed and screamed.

"He's here, run ah ah ah -"

White light flashed outside the window, screams came from time to time, and the sound of footsteps became more chaotic and panic.

Li Yuantai secretly directed the butterfly to fly to the hole in the window paper. We lay on the entrance of the hole and looked out. The scene in front of us couldn't help but surprise.

In the dark night, I saw a shiny round thing flying around quickly, scaring the group of gray-robed people running around all over the yard.

Glancing intently, the thing that was shining with white light turned out to be a skull, and at this moment, the hollow eye socket of the skull glowed with a faint green light.

In the middle of the night, a skull with a green light in its eye sockets flew around and chased a group of people in gray robes and white masks. This style should not be too weird.

The skeleton head is flying around in the air like wings. Because it flies extremely fast and it shines, wherever it goes, only white light flashes.

It flew up and down, constantly flying into the crowd to bite, like a ferocious and agile falcon coveting its prey in the dark night.

Its upper and lower jaws kept opening and closing, and the upper and lower gums collided with each other to make a loud knocking-knocking-knocking-sound.

Wherever the skull went, it immediately caused the gray-robed man to scream, and he was bitten by it when he couldn't avoid it. But it flew around, biting east and west, and for a while, screams and blood splattered continuously. The gray-robed men rushed toward the courtyard gate eagerly.

Li Yuantai said angrily, "What a ghost here!" Just as he was about to chant a spell, he heard the young man in the room clapping and laughed, "Xiao Bai, come in, you are naughty again."

Strangely speaking, the skull actually seemed to understand the words of a young man. Originally, it was biting the arm of a man in a gray robe. When he heard the call of the young man, it snapped its upper and lower jaws and snorted coldly. Fly towards the window.

With a crackle, the skull broke through the window paper and broke through the window.

The boy smiled and stretched out his left hand, palm up, "Come on, Xiao Bai, be good."

The skull actually flew to the palm of the young man, his upper and lower jaws opened and closed slightly, and he said softly, "Master, I have always been very good."

Nima, the skull actually spoke, and it was still a gentle young man's voice.