About my eyes being reincarnated as my husband

Chapter 41

The Buddha's devil's tire is a magic tire with a strong sense of division.

Once awakened, all the kindness they had when they were pregnant will repay the debt the world owed him with a vicious face.

Through a layer of kindness and gentle skin, Lin Qingquan looked directly at a heart like a bed of nails in hell.

"The souls of eight people are all inside one centipede?" He asked in surprise, "Won't it burst?"

"Of course it's crowded, but that's the only way to go." Mu Mu said, "Some people's consciousness is engulfed in the body of a centipede, and they have degenerated from a person with high martial arts skills to a poisonous insect in the animal way. From then on, they have to live on mud and carrion, but they cannot Get rid of such a fate. Even with such a low-level body, you must live with seven other people, and you must be so painful that you want to die as soon as possible."

Lin Qingquan frowned, feeling abnormal and at the same time feeling that the world is full of mysteries.Strange thoughts gathered in his head, and finally he blurted out: "A cow. How did you do it?"

He stared at the centipede on his palm, watching it swaying and fighting with its head and tail, "Normally, a life can be controlled by me, the premise must be that it entered my realm first."

"Have you transformed into a realm just now?" Lin Qingquan thought for a long time.Since the recovery of his magic power, he has read countless demons, and many strange worlds are played in his mind like a rubber movie, such as fish eggs, illusions, reflections... and roses that can kill people and Mount Fuji, the highest mountain, concrete, abstract, one A mote of flowers, even the sound of a wind chime can be a demon.

"Then what is your realm?" he asked.

"I do not know."

"You do not know?!"

"Well, I don't know." Mumu looked normal, "I don't know what my world is, and I don't know how to transform it."

"It's a lie. You are a demon and you don't know your own realm? That's your real body." Lin Qingquan rolled his eyes, approached slowly with a vague expression, and his words were full of teasing, "Your realm, could it be This centipede. That's too low, the so-called high-spiritual magic embryo realm is nothing more than this. To be honest, did you secretly transform into a realm just now when I had no eyes? You also know that this kind of realm cannot be obtained. Let's do it..."

The next moment, Mumu approached him, touched his collarbone to the slightly protruding Adam's apple, and then grabbed it, "Why, do you want to try it? Don't you always like to try strange things that normal people wouldn't do? something?"

He paused, "You can even do the thing of seducing the devil's fetus, which is unique in the whole world. You did it, right?"

"Speak well, don't turn over old scores." Lin Qingquan was suffocated by the lock, "You want me to try...what?"

Mu Mu grabbed his jaw and forced him to look at her.Lin Qingquan's light and fine breath hit his face, becoming more and more urgent, "Of course I have to try how to enter my realm."

Looking at the pair of black eyes is like falling into a dark ice cave, with a steady stream of chill gushing from behind.

Under the pressure of dimensionality reduction, Lin Qingquan froze for a moment, and obediently shut his mouth.

Mumu let go of him and said softly, "Don't be afraid, I lied to you."

Damn Buddha devil tire!

Lin Qingquan coughed and cursed in his heart.

All seven of Mumu's out-of-body attempts were completed, but his awakening was very strange.

If you don't know what your own boundary is, it's even more impossible to know what others can do to enter it.

As for those eight people, they should have stumbled into his realm by mistake, and then were manipulated by him.Although he himself doesn't know what they did to enter the world.

— just like the refrigerator itself doesn't know how to cool itself.

Jing Shanzhi bought the ninja and planned to take Lin Qingquan to the countryside to kill him.It is a short distance to go back to the city from the countryside.

Along the way, Lin Qingquan followed behind.He kept a close eye on him, and would look back from time to time to make sure he hadn't escaped.

Most of the time Lin Qingquan was shaking his head, peeking at Mo's tall and straight back, his mid-length hair disheveled by the wind, and his straight walking posture like an ordained monk.The bamboo clogs that are stepped on hit the stone slabs, and even the sound is uniform.

As a demon but he doesn't know and can't transform into a world - this guy must be a disabled person in the demon.

Could it be that the aborting effect of the lawn grass forced him to leave the body, causing him to become a premature baby with underdevelopment? !

Lin Qingquan didn't dare to say a word.There is a huge gap between man and magic, he has a life-threatening fear of his eyes, and a little guilty conscience that he doesn't even realize.

There is a lack of control in the countryside, the scenery on the road is very sad, and there are no people.

The pale yellow sky and the yellowish brown land that was one degree deeper than it were laid out wantonly, pieced together as if free of money.The coldness of early autumn seems to be floating in the air like fluff, and it is in every detail.

Lin Qingquan shrank subconsciously, peeking at Mumu, only to find that the other party happened to be looking at him too.

He simply smiled at him, "This is the seven times you No.30 have seen me. Don't worry, if I don't run away, I can't run away either. You are a devil, what can I do with you. Do you think so?"

Mu Mu lowered his head and said nothing.

Perhaps out of some joking meaning of "father and son connecting hearts", Lin Qingquan felt that there was something wrong with him.

He picked his chin with a fan, and took a closer look, and found that his face was flushed, and his pupils were so dilated that the irises could hardly be seen.Beads of sweat are densely covered on the forehead, the whites of the eyes are very red, and the face is also red, as if having a high fever.

"Are you sick? Are you okay?" There was a hint of earnestness in his voice.

"Don't lie to me in the same old way." Mu Mu closed his eyes, "I won't be fooled again."

Lin Qingquan put his hand on his forehead, "Do demons also have a fever? Tsk tsk, how pitiful."

If you stare at him, the person who looks at him will feel like being stabbed.

He took Lin Qingquan's hand and put it on the tip of his nose to smell, his nose wrinkled like a puppy, obviously trying to bear something, "If you don't want to be eaten right now, then you'd better not touch me so easily."

Lin Qingquan quickly withdrew his hand, "Don't make trouble."

The two switched positions one after the other and walked peacefully with each other.But not far away, Lin Qingquan's shoulders were grabbed again.

He broke free, "Hey, it's agreed that you won't eat me now..."

"Don't move." Mu Mu said seriously, "There is a demonic aura, and it's getting closer."

"You're the closest demon to me, bastard!"

At this moment, something fell from the sky, fell to the ground like diving, and bounced several times in a row.

——It was a bloodless human head.

"Be careful!" Mumu quickly pulled Lin Qingquan behind him.

At this time, half of the sky was dyeing red at an extremely fast speed.

No, it is too inaccurate to describe the sky at this moment with only dyed red.It was the superposition of traces of color, countless strands of red threads appeared in the sky, intersecting and overlapping like spider webs.

If the sky is a muscle fiber that cannot return to the sky, then the red thread is a blood vessel that has been resurrected from the dead and is actively congested.

A piece of rose petal fell from the sky, spun around, floated to Lin Qingquan's eyes, and stopped there.

The petals are thick and bright red, like freshly cut ox tongue.

Lin Qingquan was deeply impressed by such sensual rose petals.

——This is the flower demon who hollowed out Kusama Hui's right arm and changed his and Kagami's life.

"The petals are more, more..." Lin Qingquan tried to find an adjective, "It's hard to imagine that one day I will want to use the word 'Kongwulili' to describe a flower."

Rose petals bloom on the red silk like the pages of a book that has been turned in a swish.But something as beautiful and gorgeous as roses, if there are too many of them, it will be overwhelming, as disgusting as eating too much greasy meat.

"It has become stronger, and it must have eaten a lot of people." Mu Mu said.Lin Qingquan noticed that his voice was a little hoarse.

The stationary petals began to rotate, and began to sway as if they had a sense of existence.The shadow cast by the petals moved back and forth across Lin Qingquan's face, as if drawing a pen and ink, from the eyes to the bridge of the nose, and finally landed on the lips that were more red than the petals.

Mumu was the first to be alert, "Don't look at it! It's because Kusama looked at it one more time..."

In an instant, the petals stood upright and became extremely sharp, and then rushed towards the eyes like a blade.

The speed was too fast and afterimages appeared, both humans and demons were stunned.When the crisis was imminent, Lin Qingquan didn't know which tendon was cramping, and his first reaction was to block it with his hands.

The petals were cut hard into the palm, and it didn't hurt much at this moment.The blade whirled in the flesh, blood vessels and fibers were messed up.

After a few seconds, the dull pain hit.Lin Qingquan thought that the petals were going to penetrate the palm and spin out from the back of the hand, but the petals were still, embedded in the palm, and did not move anymore.

Countless pictures and sounds came to mind.

Kusama Hui's right arm was sucked dry, the mountain demon was crushed by the flower demon, and the previous owner of the bunk that he had never seen but heard from Xigua... These scenes were mixed together and stopped abruptly, in the quiet head There is only one sentence output: It's over.

There was an imperceptible collapse in the eyes, "Why do you block it for me..." He whispered, "I'm a demon, I don't need you to do this at all."

The veins of the petals have been connected with the capillaries, as if the arteries are pulsating, becoming something imposed and integrated like a tattoo.

"I'm cheap, I'm used to it." Lin Qingquan looked at his hand, "It's just strange, why is it stationed in my hand? With its ability, it can suck me directly..."

"It's impossible for me to allow other demons to eat you." Eyes determined, "You'd better not have such thoughts."

"Why are you so serious? I'm just wondering what it thinks." Lin Qingquan said.

Mu Mu picked up his palm and looked at the wounds on the palm as thin as gaps, as well as the tiny blood vessels connected with the veins of the petals.After a long silence, his expression suddenly became irritated, "It should be thinking about watching you."

"Surveillance? You mean surveillance?"

"Yeah. The petals are its avatars. Keep them in your hand to perceive your situation and position." Mumu said angrily, "It has the same effect as I keep eyeballs in your arms."

"It's spying on me?" Lin Qingquan pointed at the petals, then pointed his fingertips back at himself, "Why?"

"I don't care what it's for. No matter what its purpose is, its behavior makes me very uncomfortable. You can't be watched by others!" The eyes are extraordinarily serious and serious, or rather he is making a promise, "You can only be my food!"

From his slightly distorted facial features, Lin Qingquan vaguely saw the shadow of Jing Ani back then.

Good and bad in this world have always been fluid and impermanent, flowing and covering different lives and different stages of the same life like the shade of a summer tree; since good and evil, good and bad can transform into each other or go to death together, So in essence no one is nobler than another.

Is that so?Lin Qingquan was inexplicably flustered.

The red line all over the sky retreated slowly, and returned to the gold-encrusted horizon.There are houses with blue tiles and white walls, and the bushes look like matcha milk caps from a distance.

It was the imperial residence where the royal family and their families lived.

"The Flower Demon is in the Imperial Palace." Mu Mu's eyes were fixed there, his eyes were red, "I must kill it!"

It's only half a day since I came to the Imperial Palace last time, but I feel like I have experienced life and death.

After Lin Qingquan asked, he learned that although the Bellflower Gate has a nice name, it is actually a small gate for transporting the corpses of slaves and maidservants who died of old age or sudden death.

It can only go out but not in, and the people nearby nicknamed it "the squirrel hole of the imperial palace".

"People who are not from the royal family can only enter through the Pingtang Gate if they want to enter the Imperial Palace. But... the Pingtang Gate is not peaceful these days."

The uncle who asked the way pointed to the east side of the Imperial Palace, "Speaking of which, you two are young, so it's not good to go to Kanto, why come to Kansai. Young people can only make a splash in Edo Castle, which is full of energy. Achievement!"

Mu Mu cupped his hands and asked: "Dare to ask senior, why do you say that Ping Tang Sect is not peaceful?"

"I heard... I heard it too. There have been screams in the Pingtang gate in recent days, and some people saw black blood flowing from the crack in the door." The uncle said, "Maybe it's a monster or a demon. This magic power Even the royal family cannot avoid the resurgent world."

"It's blood again." Lin Qingquan couldn't hide his disappointment, "Have you seen any roses? The ones that look like sliced ​​meat."

"How could there be such a thing?" The uncle said strangely, "But now is the era of disputes between groups of demons, and all kinds of strange things may exist. You should pay more attention to your health, don't get sick, and don't give birth to evil devils. Take advantage of this opportunity, otherwise you will become the unlucky person of the times."

After scolding the two of them, the uncle pushed the bamboo hat, turned around and left.

There is only one way for non-royal family members on official business to enter the Imperial Palace, and that is through the Pingtang Gate on the east.The wooden door is engraved with a golden chrysanthemum family crest, and under the door is an armored samurai holding a naginata that resembles a stick.

"Who is it? What's the matter?" The guarding samurai held the naginata in front of Lin Qingquan and Mumu.

Lin Qingquan spread out the recommendation letter, "Xiaolin Qingquan, who is a direct disciple of Jingmen, came here to select an imperial doctor."

The guard read the recommendation letter several times, then moved his gaze to Mumu, "This one again?"

"I'm his doctor, can't I?" His eyes were full of hostility.

His voice was hoarse than before, his face still had a high fever, and there was a layer of pearly sweat on his snow-white neck.Lin Qingquan keenly felt that his mood was not stable, like a forbearing beast.

The guard was startled by him, and then he said angrily: "Little doctor, how dare you..."

Lin Qingquan stood in front of his eyes, "When the sky is high and dry and the seasons change, it is inevitable that I will be a little angry, please forgive me."

Although the guard was unhappy, he stopped arguing, "Your Excellency's black kimono is exactly the mirror door. There is no mistake. The identity verification has been passed, but if the two of you want to enter the royal family, you need to pass the magic power verification."

He looked at Mumu suspiciously, "Especially this one. I see that his eyes are red and his face is abnormal. He must be infected with a disease. Then he should be verified by magic power."

Lin Qingquan asked: "What is magic verification?"

"The verification of magic power is the verification of magic power." The guard is meticulous, "You have to pass three verifications, and you must prove that you are not a person transformed into a demon, nor a host of a magic fetus, nor a detached magic fetus, before you are allowed to enter the royal family."

"That's it..." Lin Qingquan's tone was normal, "What's the verification method?"

"It's inconvenient to reveal the method for the time being." The guard said, "Please go upstairs to the hostel for a rest. Someone will come tonight to test the demons for you two."

Demon, host and devil fetus, these three identities are fully occupied by Lin Qingquan and Mumu.It can be said that there is no one more magical than the two of them in the world.

Lin Qingquan entered the room with his eyes crossed.

The condition of the hostel is good, not up to the level of the Imperial Palace, but it is much better than the houses of ordinary nobles.

Colorful ukiyo-e paintings of frogs and carps are drawn on the four-sided paper door, and the wooden frame with green bamboo leaves smells bitter.A low table with colorful fruits and a fruit knife.

Because it is on the second floor, the orange maple leaves protrude through the window crack like a girl's pressed skirt.

Almost the moment the door closed, Mumu fell into the tatami mat unbearably.

He has been unsteady all the way, getting weaker and manic, and now he finally collapses.

"Molian will heal itself immediately after being seriously injured, but you can still be sick?" Lin Qingquan asked him, but he didn't get a response.

His brows were tightly furrowed, his eyes were closed, and his entire face was dripping with sweat.Like sickness, but not quite, his face showed a strange pain.

"You're not dying, are you?" Lin Qingquan patted his face, "You've always wanted to eat me. I'll pay you back later, it's okay too."

And Mu Mu was unable to respond.

This guy has the aura of a god that cannot be extinguished even if he becomes a demon.Such an expression of enduring pain made him look like a sacrifice being sacrificed on the altar, or a god who went mad.

——Why not kill the gods now.This kind of thing, who else but me?

Lin Qingquan stroked his sweaty neck, then got into the collar of the kimono, feeling the beating of the heart on the left chest.

The heartbeat of a demon is the same as that of a human being.

He ripped off the collar of the kimono, exposing the demon's chest.

So white, this was his first thought, Mumu's complexion is really snow white.The creamy light shines because of the sweat, how can there be a variety of feelings.

As a doctor, he has long been used to looking directly at the fishy-smelling lungs and internal organs of the human body. This is the first time he has stayed in the appearance of the human body.

The fingertips touched the position of the heart, under the skin it was beating very fast.

Lin Qingquan felt his chest resonate with it through his fingertips, and the feeling of life connection made him suddenly excited.

He pulled out the fruit knife, and the tip of the knife touched Mumu's heart, a drop of blood squeezed out of the snow-white skin.

Mumu opened his eyes at this moment, and the two looked at each other in silence.

"If I tell you, I don't have a mimic heart yet." Mumu spoke first, his voice hoarse, "If you hesitate any longer, you won't be able to kill me."

I don't know which tendon is cramping, or it is the same indescribable feeling as when blocking the petals.Lin Qingquan moved away the fruit knife and buried his head in kissing the drop of blood.Mu Mu's heart beat against his lips, so fast that it almost jumped out, and his heartbeat was also driven so fast, maybe two hearts were kissing through the lips.

After an unknown amount of time, when Lin Qingquan raised his head, his eyes and mouth had already healed.

He licked his wet and hot lips, it was the blood of the eyes.

Grab his wrist.His breathing was disordered, his heartbeat was even worse than Lin Qingquan's, his expression was ferocious and excited, and he looked like he was possessed.

The demon's obsession will inevitably make the demon reach its peak, "Do you know what you are doing?!"

"I tasted it." Lin Qingquan actually replied, "The blood of the devil has the same taste as the blood of the human."