"Have you seen enough?".
The tender voice of young Suanni echoed in the dark alley.
This sentence suddenly made me stunned.
Subconsciously reflecting on it, isn’t this Suan Ni’s memory?
Why is she asking me questions?
Moreover, this situation and this scene are somewhat similar to these words, as if I have heard them somewhere.
I thought about it seriously, and the tone was as cold as a machine, and it was in memories.
Isn't that what happened when I read the memory on the dragon mark?
The memories I read interacted with me, just like now.
Suanni raised her eyes slightly, the buns in her arms fell to the ground, and she walked towards me step by step,
Fireworks overflowed from her mouth and surrounded her.
But a strange phenomenon occurred as she approached me.
As she gets closer,
The distance between her and me becomes increasingly blurred, and the closer we get, the less we belong to the same world.
At this time, Li Si said: [The prisoner cow caused the final resonance of the heart drum, its purpose is to let the will of Suani and the dragon mother blend together]
[This is the memory of Suan Ni. Standing here is Suan Ni, who is also the Mother of Dragons. If you experience Suan Ni’s world, you will also experience the world of Dragon Mother.]
[The blending begins together, and the two consciousnesses are colliding]
The young Suanni, who was only as tall as my waist, came to me, but I could no longer see her appearance clearly.
The confusion and distortion between me and her reached an exaggerated level.
Now we are really people from two worlds.
I could vaguely see Suan Ni reaching out to me, but the hand seemed to be very close at hand, and the movement of reaching out kept extending, but it was out of reach.
Gradually, the world was completely distorted, and the dark night turned into a ball of white, making the eyes dizzy.
Roar!
An angry thunder roared like a dragon, and thunder on a sunny day brought me back to my consciousness.
I looked up at the clear sky above, and saw that the continuous dark clouds like waves were dispersed by a furious thunder from the red sky. In an instant, thousands of miles of dark clouds, and the dragon-shaped thunder light dyed the earth red.
Just as the thunder fell, another cry sounded.
Looking around following the sound, I saw outside a thatched house, men in commoner clothes were running around anxiously, after hearing the cry.
He stamped his feet with a look of ecstasy, and then heard a scream from inside:
"Grandma, you are a monster."
The man rushed in immediately and fell out again. He sat down on the ground and looked inside in horror.
The midwife, whose hands were covered with blood, was holding a baby tremblingly, and the stains on the baby's body had not yet been washed away.
It’s just that the alien beast totem on his body is extremely obvious. There are nine prototypes of dragon patterns that have not yet fully grown on his small body.
Ears, face, chest, etc.
How can it not be surprising that a newborn baby has these things?
The midwife was helpless holding the baby. To be honest, the baby frightened her.
She was also a superstitious person from the older generation and thought it was a monster or something, so she just wanted to get rid of the baby.
I remembered the story Suan Ni once told me, the story of the birth of the Dragon Mother.
On a snowy day, a sunny day and thunderous thunder...the baby bears nine dragon patterns...
In this way, that man should be Mother Long's biological father.
The midwife held the baby and hurriedly clarified: "I don't know what's going on. This baby is like this as soon as he comes out."
"I have never encountered such a child in my decades of doing this."
The man stood up and leaned over to look at the Dragon Mother, still looking like she couldn't accept it.
Back in the thatched hut, lying on the bed was a weak woman with a towel on her head.
The midwife held Mother Dragon in her arms and showed it to her mother. The mother's first reaction was one of horror.
She pushed away the midwife and the dragon mother:
"This is not my child!".
"How could my child be like this? How could there be such a child? It's too scary."
"Lost it, lost her!"
The midwife looked at the man in embarrassment and said, "I tell you, this child is undesirable."
"This child is unlucky. Look what's growing on him."
"It's everywhere on my body and on my face. She's still a girl. She won't be able to get married when she grows up."
"Besides, you didn't hear the thunder just now. According to the saying, there is definitely something wrong with this doll. Look, it's not. It's covered in these things."
"You are still young. If you keep this useless girl, you might as well give birth to a boy."
The mother on the bed didn't want to look at Dragon Mother at all, and the man couldn't accept it either.
So he waved his hand and handed the newborn dragon mother to the midwife and asked her to find a place to throw it away.
After collecting the money, the midwife agreed repeatedly, hugged Mother Dragon and left.
But she didn't just find a place to abandon Dragon Mother. Instead, she carried Dragon Mother to a large mansion.
From our perspective as bystanders, we kept following, and I saw the midwife knocking on the door of the big house.
A man dressed as a butler walked out of the house.
The midwife showed the baby Dragon Mother to the housekeeper with a smile. The housekeeper frowned when he saw the Dragon Mother.
The midwife continued to introduce: "This is a baby that just came out a while ago. It's still fresh. You can see the delicate skin and tender flesh and it will cry loudly."
"How tender".
The housekeeper hesitated and took Suanni and asked the midwife to wait outside.
He returned to the mansion and took Dragon Mother to a room.
In the room, a man with a fat head and big ears and a face that was about to solidify was stuck on the old man's chair.
The butler stepped forward to show the baby. The old man's eyes shone, he poked the dragon mother's face with his orange finger and said:
"well".
"Although this birthmark is a bit strange, it looks delicate."
"I haven't tasted it for a few days, so I can't be picky. This is it."
"What a tender little girl...".
After the housekeeper went out, he gave the midwife a large amount of money, which made the midwife smile from ear to ear.
Dragon Mother was thrown into the kitchen.
When the cook in the kitchen saw the Dragon Mother, she couldn't help shaking her head and lamenting what a sin she had done... what a sin.
What else can you do if you buy a baby and throw it into the kitchen?
Even though I knew that Dragon Mother would be fine, I still couldn't stop feeling a chill.
Maybe it’s because I’ve been a human being before, so I have a certain outlook on life.
I don’t want to give up those three views. If I don’t have these, what is the difference between me and other ghosts?
Sticking to what you think is right is the long-lasting way
The cook came to the mother of dragons with a kitchen knife. She plugged her ears in advance. It didn't look like she was doing this for the first time.
He pointed the knife in the right direction, turned his head away and couldn't bear to look at it, and then suddenly swung the knife down.
There was a clang, but no blood splattered. Instead, the cook's hand was knocked aside, and the kitchen knife broke into several pieces.
The cook covered her hands and looked at the crying baby on the cutting board in disbelief.
She shook her head, swallowed a few times and found another knife.
This time she didn't turn her head, she gritted her teeth and swung the knife with determination.
She saw with her own eyes that the blade of the kitchen knife was about to land on the baby's delicate skin, just a finger away.
The kitchen knife stopped, as if it had hit something, and could not move downward at all.
At the same time, a counter-shock force and destructive impact burst out, directly shaking the kitchen knife into several pieces.
The cook's hand broke with a crack and she hit the wall.
There was also a fragment of a kitchen knife that cut a huge gash in the cook's face, causing blood to flow freely.
Beside the dragon mother was crying on the chopping board, which seemed a bit strange.
