C70 (2/2)

My heart nearly jumped out of my chest when I saw that. There was a bloody baby lying on my shoulder. This baby was clearly fully developed, but it didn't have any skin. The bloody baby's body was still trembling lightly.

The blood on my body was sticky and cold, flowing slowly down my shoulder.

The infant's eyes were pitch black, and looked exceptionally deep and strange.

The baby seemed to realize I was watching him out of the corner of my eye, and grinned at me.

However, even though the baby was laughing, a wail that was even more sinister sounded in my ears.

What was the matter with this child? If it was this woman's child, then hadn't this child never been born? If this child wasn't born, would it also have a soul and turn into an evil spirit?

I don't know about that, but I've heard stories about a lot of people who have miscarried.

At that time, there was no abortion in the countryside, but accidents happened. There were also quite a few people who accidentally miscarried.

I saw the baby smile at me. His mouth was open, but there were no teeth, just a gums with blood seeping through it.

Looking at this child, all the muscles in my body tensed.

The soul itself didn't have any weight, but this kind of evil ghost was different. When pressed against a person's shoulder, it would give off a heavy feeling.

This kind of heaviness, even within the entire Evil Theurgy, could not be explained in detail, and only provided a few explanations.

Some claims suggest that grievance does have a weight.

There were also those who said that grievances spread and affected people's thoughts.

The so-called heaviness was only an illusion. However, when one was truly entangled by resentment, it was very difficult to escape this illusion.

In the neighboring village, namely Old Bull Village, there was once someone who went up the mountain. At that time, he was just over twenty years old, and when he came back, he suddenly became hunchbacked.

At that time, the degree of the hunchback was even worse than when Tuo Zi died. At that time, everyone thought that he had contracted some kind of illness.

He tried his best to correct the situation, but to no avail. Just like that, dozens of years had passed.

When he was in his eighties and was about to die, he saw a child climb down from his shoulder and wave.

After he had told her what he saw, he had died. His body was not well to begin with, and he might have been provoked at that time.

What he said before he died was something that no one knew whether he was speaking the truth or not. Perhaps he was just speaking crazily before he died, but he had been stooped for a lifetime. This was the truth.

Whether you're willing to believe it or not, there are some things that will be with you for the rest of your life.

At this moment, something similar happened to me. Furthermore, the crisis before me seemed to be a little more serious.

I looked at the baby behind me, and then I looked back at myself.

But the person in front of me, I don't know when, suddenly disappeared.

The moment I turned around, I cried out in alarm. That was because at this moment, I felt the heaviness on my shoulders increase by a lot.

It was as if something had heavily smashed into my shoulder. I could even vaguely hear the bones in my shoulder creaking.

Sweat trickled down my forehead, and I breathed heavily...

Before I could think of what to do, I felt a chill in my throat.

At this moment, I suddenly understood that the woman I had just seen and the ghostly figure in front of me were actually just an illusion.

But the baby behind me is the real Ghost Being, the thing that will take my life!

I suddenly thought of something. Infant bearing mother's resentment, mother and child being the same, the two of them being born together!

In other words, an unborn baby would really have its own soul. Moreover, the soul would die suddenly before it was even born, and it would already have a thick aura of resentment.

Coupled with the resentment of the main body, the two gradually fused together.

The resentment of the two souls had already entered a state of fusion, even though they had two different thoughts.

But in reality, the two were symbiotic. They flourished together, and both suffered losses at the same time.

In the records of other books, this thing was called the Twin Twins, and there was another name — —

Vicious mother!

While I was still thinking, I suddenly felt a few sharp thorns slowly piercing towards my throat …