Duan Lin raised his hand and squeezed his tiger's mouth. He forcefully took away the fruit knife in his palm at the moment when Yan Rui let out his strength.

The **** opening on Yan Rui's shoulder was stained red by the blood dripping from his shoulder on the sheet.

Duan Lin threw the blood-stained fruit knife to the ground and gritted his teeth in anger: "What? Do you want to self-harm to cover up your guilt towards my brother?"

Yes, in Duan Lin's opinion, he is self-harming, and it would be a big mistake to think that he will forgive him because of his soft-heartedness.

He killed his only relative, and he will never forgive him in his life.

Yan Rui bent his upper body weakly, his neck drooping like a dying swan.

A weak smile appeared on his face: "I didn't want to harm myself."

Duan Lin was condescending, lowered his eyes slightly, and looked at the smile that was strongly supported by the corner of his mouth, his eyes turned to his bleeding shoulders, and his eyes turned cold.

"Isn't it self-harm or suicide? Then you are in the wrong place."

He knew how hard Yan Rui stabbed his shoulders. If he stabbed the heart, he would be dead by now.

Yan Rui suddenly asked, "Duan Lin, haven't you always wanted to know my background?"

"Isn't your background a beggar? Could it be that there are other identities that can't be achieved." Duan Lin sarcastically said, a trace of emotion flashed through his eyes quickly.

Yan Rui, if he is really just an ordinary beggar, how can he fight and how can he act and shoot?

He actually checked Yan Rui at the beginning, but Yan Rui seemed to appear suddenly.

"Have you ever thought that I'm not human at all? I don't belong here."

Duan Lin was stunned for a while, then slowly smiled and smiled slightly ironically, as if mocking Yan Rui.

Does Yan Rui think he is a fool? To believe his nonsense.

Yan Rui was very stupid in the early days, but in recent years, his brain has become better, but he did not expect to become stupid again after giving birth to a child and getting wet in the rain.

"Aren't you a human being or a demon?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Yan Rui raised his right hand and grabbed the **** left shoulder. When he touched a hard object, he pulled his right hand outward.

Hearing a click, Duan Lin saw that there was something in his hand.

The snake scales were covered with blood. At this time, Duan Lin had forgotten to think about it. He just stared blankly at the snake scales in Yan Rui's hands.

"I am a snake demon. Since I came here 10,000 years ago, my blood and scales can save people. I saved my grandma, and my grandma knew that I was a demon. The agreement I signed with Duan Chen to save Zhou Ran was also because he knew , I can save Zhou Ran."

"Otherwise, why did you think Zhou Ran could live?"

The last sentence made Duan Lin completely wake up, and after seeing him pull out his scales, he listened to him again.

Duan Lin finally believed it, and it turned out that he was the only one kept in the dark.

After waking up, Duan Lin suddenly felt as if his heart was being grasped by a hand, his face was pale, and his eyes were filled with hatred for Yan Rui.

"Then tell me why you poisoned my brother? Why didn't you save him?" Duan Lin said calmly, "Don't tell me, you just hate him, I don't believe it, what you told me in the hospital Those words, your eyes can't deceive me."

"I have to do this, Duan Lin, you grind this snake scale into powder and feed it to Duan Chen. It only takes three days."

"Three days?" Duan Lin grasped the point, "You mean my brother will wake up in three days?"

Looking at Yan Rui's silence, Duan Lin became anxious: "You answer me! Isn't it?"

"Don't ask, just do it."

Yan Rui's words confirmed what Duan Lin thought, he was almost sure that Yan Rui could save his brother.

It's just that he can't figure it out. If he wants to save him, why should he poison his brother again?

These, Duan Lin dare not ask.

Yan Rui handed the blood-stained snake scales to Duan Lin tremblingly.

"This is you."

Duan Lin stretched out his hand to take it. A snake scale was worth a day, and Yan Rui had to pull it three times.

Duan Lin saw Yan Rui pulling out the scales, which was to stab the knife into the flesh and chop it open, separating the flesh and blood.

Duan Lin remembered that he threw away the broken china bottle, the scale powder washed away by the rain.

"I'm sorry, Yan Rui."

Yan Rui didn't know why Duan Lin apologized to him, he shook his head: "Go to Duan Chen to take it, I'll take a rest and pull it out tomorrow."

Duan Lin nodded, turned around and went downstairs immediately.

The coffin was ready, and Duan Chen, who was brought in in the afternoon, slept in it.

The mourning hall was also installed, and only Uncle He was there at this time.

Watching Duan Lin come down, Uncle He asked, "Second Young Master, why did you come down? You haven't slept so late?"

"I'll see my brother." Duan Lin stepped forward and looked at Duan Chen in the coffin. His face was dead, his eyebrows were gray, and his lips had completely lost their blood.

Since his brother can wake up, the funeral will be cancelled, and his brother cannot sleep in the coffin.

Duan Lin gave the snake scales to Uncle He: "Uncle He, take this to the kitchen and grind it into powder, remember not to spill it, I'll take my brother to the bed, and you will grind it into powder.

Bring it later. "

Although Uncle He was surprised by what Duan Lin gave him, he didn't ask any further questions.

"Second Young Master, take the Young Master to the room, then this is the funeral"

"Cancel."

"Yes" Uncle He has concerns.

"Uncle He, I know what you're worried about. It only takes three days."

"Alright then, I'll go grind this into powder, and let someone cancel the funeral." Uncle He immediately went to the kitchen after saying that.

Duan Lin bent down and carried Duan Chen out. His body was already stiff. Can the dead be rescued?

The result given by medicine is definitely not possible, but Yan Rui is not necessarily here.

He is a snake demon, and he has lived for so many years. There must be a way. Duan Lin believes in him.

After Duan Lin left, Yan Rui called the villa, and he was relieved when Yuesao said that the baby was very good.

Yuesao asked on the phone, "Mr. Yan, how long will you be back?"

"I'll be back tomorrow." He couldn't stay here too long, or his intentions would be discovered.

Getting up the next day, Yan Rui pulled out two more scales from the shoulder injury and handed it to Duan Lin.

"I'm going back to the Southern District to take care of the baby."

"You can bring the child over." Yan Rui gave him hope that he must keep an eye on him and not be distracted at all. Yan Rui knew what he was thinking.

"I can't stay here for the time being. If you're worried, you can arrange for someone to visit me in the southern district."

Duan Lin pondered for a while, frowned, and pursed his lips, but agreed to him.

Yan Rui took the car arranged by Duan Lin and returned to the Southern District. After returning, Yan Rui went to see the children.

With air-conditioning on him, Yan Rui could only watch from a distance and didn't dare to get close.

"Mr. Yan, do you want to take a hot bath?"

Yan Rui nodded: "That's fine."

Yan Rui still had a wound on her shoulder and couldn't get it wet. When taking a bath, she could only put her hand outside the bathtub and wipe it with a towel.

After ten minutes of soaking, Yan Rui got up and hugged the baby. The confinement sister-in-law had just mixed the milk powder, and Yan Rui reached out and took it.

It was not the first time he had fed the baby, but the method was still very unfamiliar.

After a week of baby, the skin has returned to normal, a small white mass, and the mouth can move and spit bubbles.

The child is lethargic, and starts to squint after playing with his father for a while.

Seeing that the baby was asleep, Yan Rui also went back to the room. Maybe it was because of the hot bath. He closed his eyes and quickly fell asleep. Rarely, he didn't have nightmares.

Yan Rui fell asleep, and when he woke up, there was already a person standing in the room.

The windows in the room were open, and the curtains were rattled by the wind.

Yan Rui remembered that he closed the window before going to bed, and now it is open, there is only one reason, Xiao Chi came in through the window.

"Master, Master, he's dead, do you want to come with me?" Xiao Chi, like before, never goes around in circles.

"What am I doing with you?"

"Sister, you are a snake monster, and the monster will never get old. If you stay here for a long time, others will know that you are a monster sooner or later."

Yan Rui stared at him for a while without speaking.

Xiao Chi smiled, and walked around the room to look at it: "My wife heard that you gave birth to a son?"

"Ok."

"Did you take a name?"

"no."

"Then do you want me to help you think of one?"

Yan Rui said: "No need, I want to think slowly."

"That's fine." Xiao Chi found a chair in the room and sat down, took a book from the shelf and flipped through it.

The book was read by Duan Chen before, and there are still words written by him. Although people have been reincarnated for so many lives, the handwriting has not changed, and people are still excellent.

"When are you leaving?"

Xiao Chi flipped through the book, his head hung down and didn't turn back, "I just came to Shi Niang, are you planning to drive me away? Shi Niang, I found that you are becoming more and more boring now, you still

Remember what you were like ten thousand years ago? "

"It's too far, I don't remember." Yan Rui lifted the quilt and got out of bed, "When will Duan Chen be reincarnated?"

"This is it" Xiao Chi closed the book and tapped on the table, "I don't know yet, but it usually happens once a hundred years, if you have to wait it will be seventy years.

I went after a year, although it was a bit difficult to wait, but I got used to it. "

Xiao Chi had a cynical smile on his face. The person he once respected the most was Duan Chen.

Hearing what he said, Yan Rui's eyes dimmed, and it took Xiao Chi 99 reincarnations to get the light cloud he is today.

Xiao Chi sat for a while and found that there was nothing to do, so he was ready to go back.

When he was about to jump out of the window, he said to Yan Rui, "Miss, my mobile phone number is written in that book, if you want to find me, just call me. I will know about the reincarnation of Master here. contact you."

Looking at the disappearing figure, Yan Rui walked over, opened the book, and saw a string of phone numbers as soon as it was opened.

The handwriting is indescribable, and a row of numbers are not neatly written and crooked, in stark contrast to Duan Chen's neat handwriting below.

Yan Rui hesitated, and finally put the book in the drawer.

Now he just has to wait, quietly wait for three days.

The last time he saw Xiao Chi, he had guessed a message.

That is Xiao Chi can predict what will happen in three days.

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Talking about Xiao Chi's ability, there is a bug

He can predict the next three days, but that's it.

For example, on Monday, he can predict Tuesday, three, four or three days.

If you want to know five, six, seven, you have to know it on Thursday.

Here, Xiao Chi predicted that Duan Chen was dead, and it was completely cold after three days of death. He didn't know that Yan Rui could save Duan Chen. Of course, how did Yan Rui save the law? In his opinion, it was a foolish approach? It was not worth it.

Xiao Chi thinks that he has completed the task.