After I traveled through the book, I gained a humanoid pendant

Chapter 214

Qi Yi shook his head: "I don't have a bed that big at home."

"I can sleep on the floor!"

He had slept with everyone in the family and had them keep watch over him all night, but nothing worked. So Li Mancang set his sights on Qi Yi.

"The ground is cold, and you will get sick at this time of year."

"I held the quilt."

"Grandma Li just passed away. You should keep vigil for her."

"I...but I...my grandma's biggest wish is for me to be healthy..."

Qi Yi stopped and said, "My stepfather won't let me because he's afraid that things will be lost and he'll hit people if he gets angry."

Li Mancang's face twitched, and he sighed when he thought of Qi Jing cursing on his way home drunk.

"Then there's nothing we can do." Just go back and bear it for a while. Tomorrow you'll have to ask your parents for money to go see the blind Taoist priest.

I came out today out of anger. My dad told me to prepare a coffin for the funeral, and no matter how much I begged, I couldn't come to pay my respects.

Li Mancang snorted and grabbed Qi Yi's sleeve.

"I can't walk anymore, please carry me for a while."

"I still have firewood to carry."

"Put it here first. You can take it when you come tomorrow. If you carry me back, I will treat you to a cake."

It still takes nearly two hours to get back.

Qi Yi took a deep breath and said, "No."

"Why not? You can obviously carry me."

Qi Yiyi swung his sleeves and pulled his arm out. The other party was obviously able to walk. Wasn't he running very fast when he was chasing him just now?

He finally realized that talking nicely was useless.

"No reason, I just don't want to."

After saying that, Qi Yizai ignored the shouting of the people behind him, quickly walked into the bushes at the mountainside, and took the steep path back home.

When they got home, everyone was resting. Qi Yi looked at the half-open door and knew that Qi Jing must have come drunk again.

He had been on the road all the time and his stomach was growling with hunger. There was half a bowl of millet porridge in the pot on the stove, which his mother had left for him when Qi Jing fell asleep.

Cold porridge doesn't taste good, but it fills your stomach.

When Qi put down the firewood, he found that the firewood near the ground was wet, as if it had been soaked in water.

It didn't rain on the way back.

Qi pursed his lips, spread out the firewood, drank his porridge quickly and went back to his room.

Before I lay down on the bed, the voice came again.

"…Scratch, help me…scratch…"

Qi Yi stopped suddenly.

Now he was conscious and standing in the middle of the room, facing the strange sound for the first time.

The night is as thick as ink and sticky.

Qi Yi looked around. There was no wind today, so there wouldn't be an echo like in the cave. His mother, sister, and stepfather were all asleep, and no one was talking outside.

Suddenly, a feeling of anger swept over the little boy. He worked hard to earn money and take care of his mother and sister during the day, and was still tired of this strange noise at night. His chest was filled with anger, and Qi Yi simply refused to sleep.

The boy stood in the middle of the room and waited for a while. As usual, the strange voice said again: "Hehe... scratch me..."

Qi listened carefully and suddenly realized that the sound was not echoing in the whole room, but -

The boy walked to the corner where he placed the backpack every day, lifted the backpack aside, squatted down and looked at it carefully for a long time, and suddenly found that the land here was a little concave, as if it was lower than other compacted land in the room.

Qi Yi reached out and touched the ground. It was dry and normal, with nothing unusual about it. It was no different from the land he could step on anywhere else.

There was nothing to dig in the room, so Qi Yi held his breath and went to the kitchen. He took the thickest branch and went back to the house, and started digging at the sunken place.

The top of the branch was split open and blisters formed on my hands. There was a hole on the ground. The bottom of the hole was gray and yellow. There were some plant stems, which were the common rice straw that was everywhere in the village. Half of them were pressed under the corner of the stone wall. This was not uncommon.

There was nothing in the pit.

Qi stood there in a daze, not knowing what else to do.

Outside the window, a bird chirped, and Qi Yi seemed to wake up from a dream. After this physical exertion, the air stuck in his chest was relieved and he no longer felt so stuffy. The boy brushed off the branch, dusted his hands, returned to his thin bed, and fell asleep.

Unfortunately, he didn't sleep well that night.

In his dreams, he always felt as if he was being pressed down by something. It started at his legs, like the tingling sensation of being pricked by sharp thorns when wading through the grass in autumn. The itch would come and go, and then get deeper and deeper, like a maggot in the tarsal bone, making him want to peel off his skin and flesh and rub it all over his bones.

Qi Yi wanted to reach out and scratch it, but found that he couldn't lift his hand at all. He tried to lift his upper arm with his shoulder, but the veins in his neck were stretched, and he still couldn't break free of the invisible restraint. He felt like an egg that was deformed by the torture device, and his bones made a crackling sound.

My whole body started to feel itchy.

He didn't know when something pressed against his chest and he couldn't breathe. As the weight got closer and closer to his chin, Qi Yi, who couldn't wake up with his eyes tightly closed, felt as if he was gradually immersed in water. The dark grey sea water with grass covered his chest. Every breath he took was like being on the verge of death, and the tiny breathing sounds reached his ears.

It said: "Thank you..."

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The next morning, he was awakened by Jing Xiaocui's hoarse crying.

"mother?!"

Qi Yi heard screams coming from the main room, and suddenly jumped up from the bed, picked up the branches he had used to dig the soil last night, and rushed to the main room. He broke open the dilapidated door like a cannonball, and the scene in front of him made him want to tear his eyes out!

"mother!"

"You are a son of a bitch, you are not a human being, you bastard!"

Qi Jingzheng was holding a small wooden stool and smashing it hard on Jing Xiaocui's head. The blood started flowing profusely after just one hit. Qi Yi howled at the man like an angry wolf, and pushed the man who was about to hit him for the second time backwards, and his head hit the earth wall.

Qi Yi also fell down, his stomach hurting from being hit by the opponent's knee, but he immediately crawled to his mother's side, helped Jing Xiaocui up, and found that his mother's belly was bulging like a pregnant woman, and she was almost unconscious.

"Mother? Mother! Let's go, let's go see the doctor!"

Qi Yi didn't know where to put his hands, should he stop the blood from his mother's head first, or help support the heavy and shaky belly.

"You son of a bitch...how dare you hit me!" Qi Jing was hit hard by the blow. His head was buzzing and stars appeared in front of his eyes for a long time. Finally, he recovered, climbed up, grabbed Qi Yi with both hands and threw him out. After all, the young boy was too light. Like a lamb to be slaughtered, Qi Yi was thrown to the ground. The arm that hit the ground first made a crisp breaking sound, and the piercing pain rushed into his mind.

"Fuck you, you bastard!"

Qi Jing cursed and panted heavily: "The first one was a girl, and I killed her with great difficulty. The next one gave birth to a money-losing girl. How great! I don't know what kind of wild goblins and monsters she is messing around with."

"My belly got bigger overnight, and I'm pregnant?!"