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Chapter 217 A turtle that landed on the ground, terrifying.

The last time Chen Xu heard of a man being pregnant was in his past life.

Journey to the West, the Kingdom of Women.

Tang Sanzang and his disciples drank the water of the Zimu River, and as a result, Tang Sanzang became pregnant.

Those are mythical tales from a past life, the wild and fantastical imaginations of novelists.

However, because the story of the Kingdom of Women focuses on love and relationships, when Chen Xu read this part in his previous life, he found it more interesting and intriguing than terrifying.

Unlike before, these villagers, their bellies bulging like drums, were running thump-thump-thump up the hillside with wide eyes—

Holding farm tools, they shouted angrily, their bellies throbbing with each breath. Through the outline of their coarse linen clothes, one could vaguely see what appeared to be the hands and feet of an infant waving and thumping.

At the same time, Chen Xu, with his extraordinary six senses, keenly sensed that these people had two heartbeats simultaneously.

One heartbeat was booming and pounding, while the other's was faint and slow.

Therefore, these villagers are indeed pregnant, and it is not a delusion by Chen Xu!
What's even more chilling is that these pot-bellied villagers, who have booming voices, look perfectly healthy, but in reality, they are the ones with slow and weak heartbeats.

On the contrary, the fetuses in their wombs had strong heartbeats.

A bizarre contrast, eccentric villagers, a mysterious village...

This makes everyone deeply aware that there must be great terror and crisis in this place.

The Jade Robe of the Cicada had given guidance, and Little Hedgehog Wei Yuan was trapped in this place!
A variety of emotions arose in Chen Xu's heart, but he felt no fear.

He was no longer the ignorant Chen Xu he once was, and he was no longer easily frightened by any kind of terror.

He calmly hid in the treetop, watching the villagers below rush into the forest like angry ants, searching everywhere for the "little rascal" they were talking about.

A gentle breeze surrounded him, and a hazy, clear mist enveloped him and the child beside him.

An invisible mist separated him from the child beside him, making them appear to be "cuddling" together, but in reality, if Chen Xu wished, they could be in two separate "spaces" at the same time.

So invisible and traceless, so mysterious and profound, this is precisely what Chen Xu has been pondering more and more clearly about: "flowers that are not flowers, mist that is not mist."

Chen Xu remained remarkably calm; he had not forgotten his true purpose.

Everything should prioritize Wei Yuan's safety. This place is too strange. He is, after all, a living person and too conspicuous. It would be better to hold back and let the puppet soldiers find Wei Yuan first.

The puppet soldiers had already silently descended the hillside along the "East Second" fork in the road, crossed the fields and paths ahead, and entered the village from the east end.

During that time, everything that Dao Bing saw and heard was vividly remembered by Chen Xu, as if he had witnessed it himself.

He was multitasking, patiently waiting on the treetops while directing the soldiers to gradually penetrate deeper into the village.

He then used the Taoist soldier's eyes to carefully observe everything around him, memorizing all the strange things the Taoist soldier saw.

This village is strange. The strangest thing is that there are many old people, very few children, and almost no women to be seen.

Of course, there are also many young and middle-aged people.

Most of the able-bodied men ran up the hillside to chase after the children around Chen Xu, but because Chen Xu was casting a silent spell, the villagers searched the entire hillside but still couldn't find anything.

Some clever villagers would look up at the tree or shake it vigorously, trying to shake something out.

Of course, it was all in vain.

Although these villagers each had their own eccentricities, they were all still just ordinary people at heart and could not possibly see through Chen Xu's spell.

On the treetop, the child nestled beside Chen Xu was initially filled with fear, anxiety, and panic.

But half an hour passed, and none of the villagers who had rushed into the woods could find him by looking up.

Fifteen minutes passed, and the villagers grew increasingly anxious and furious.

Another quarter of an hour passed, and the furious and agitated villagers were like ants trapped in a hot pan, unable to do anything but run around in agitation.

The children on the treetops relaxed, especially when they saw one of the portly villagers, in his anger, accidentally kick a stone and fall to the ground with a thud—Bang!
The villager fell face-first to the ground.

As a result of the fall, because his belly was so large, his stomach hit the ground before his limbs even touched it.

"what!"

The villagers who fell to the ground immediately let out heart-wrenching screams.

His enormous belly resembled a sphere, with one end touching the ground and the other end supporting his entire body.

Unable to touch the ground with his limbs, he could only instinctively flail and float in the air.

At first glance, it looks like a turtle turned upside down, helplessly struggling and howling on the ground.

"Pfft..." The child on the treetop could no longer hold back and burst into a snicker.

Before anyone else could react to this sneer, the child himself was startled.

He hurriedly covered his mouth, looking down in fear one moment and then looking at Chen Xu beside him in panic the next.

But Chen Xu showed no intention of blaming him, and below... the other villagers were crowding around the pot-bellied villager, and none of them seemed to have heard his sneer from the treetop.

Below, the crowd was anxiously asking, "Mancang, what's wrong?"

"Ouch, he's tripped and hurt his stomach! Quick, help him up!"

"Oh no, I can't lift it, it's so heavy, Mancang, how can you be so heavy?"

The villagers grabbed each other's hands and feet.

However, during the struggle, everyone tacitly avoided Mancang's belly, and no one tried to hug or push him from there.

If you pull and tug like that, it's hard to help someone up, isn't it?
The children in the treetops forgot their fear and instinctively craned their necks to look at the commotion on the ground. They kept moving closer to Chen Xu and whispering to him:

"Big brother, don't they look a little silly? How can they possibly lift someone up like that? They might hurt them... Ouch!"

Before he could finish speaking, another unexpected event occurred below.

It turned out that everyone was pulling at Mancang with their hands and feet, one person exerting force and another exerting force, and then in a panic they simply lifted the person off the ground with his limbs spread wide open.

The next moment, several hissing sounds were heard.

Stab it!

Somehow, Mancang's hands and feet were scattered and pulled apart!
"Ahhh-"

A series of horrifying screams immediately rose from below.

A dozen or so people, huddled together, dragged the two severed arms and two severed legs, falling backward in four directions.

Bang bang bang!
"Ouch, that hurts!"

Everyone fell to the ground and was scattered in pieces.

Mancang, at the center of the incident, collapsed to the ground in a gruesome state, almost as if he had been torn apart by five horses.

But strangely enough, he was still alive at that moment.

His cries were also the most pitiful and painful.

He screamed, but two bloody little hands rose from his abdomen and suddenly pierced through his swollen belly, sticking out.

"Ah!" The child named Asheng on the treetop could no longer contain himself.