The group pet, Little Hades, is pregnant with a cub

Yan Wangling persuaded Yan Mo for 10 minutes, and each person sat on the steps and blew the cold wind for 10 minutes, until Yan Mo's face and ears turned red from the cold, and he had no intention of leaving the steps.

In the end, Yan Wang Ling had no choice but to let out a long sigh, and then said like admitting defeat: [Yan Mansion is going to perish... Forget it, you send me in. ]

Yan Mo's eyes lit up, and he stretched out his hand to lift Yan Wang Ling into the air, and then waved towards the laboratory. Yan Wang Ling floated in the air and flew into the laboratory unsteadily.

A few tens of meters away, Yan Mo could hear Yan Wang Ling swearing and complaining: [You are really the most difficult Hades I have ever brought, I have never seen any Hades who asked me to work with a small token !It's just too much deceit! ]

"..." Yan Mo ignored its complaints and asked, "Is there anyone inside?"

[of course not! ] Hades order said, [There is only one imp. ]

Yan Mo blinked, and first asked a question that he cared about the most: "Do you look scary?"

[Especially scary, with a blue face and fangs, without a head. ] Yama Ling's voice was emotionless.

Yan Mo nodded knowingly: "That's good, I'm coming in."

[...I said scary! ]

However, Yan Wang Ling obviously couldn't fool Yan Mo anymore. Yan Mo walked to the door, touched the light on the side, and clicked on it to turn it on.

Rows of light tubes lit up, and he looked towards the middle of the laboratory, and soon saw the little devil Yan Wangling was pointing at, lying on the ground trembling, and Yan Wangling was pressing on him tightly, making him unable to move.

Yan Mo walked over quickly, first withdrew the Hades order, and then knelt down to ask the kid on the ground.

"Who are you? Why are you always making trouble in the lab?"

The little ghost climbed up in embarrassment, only then did Yan Mo see clearly that the other party was a thin young man, who looked only in his 30s, but his hair was already half white for some reason, under the thick-bottomed glasses, there were thick dark circles under his eyes, and his lips were black and blue Yes, the shoulders are also bent over all the year round, looking very tired.

The young man already knew that the visitor was not an ordinary person, and seeing the faint red light on the black umbrella in his hand, he became more cautious, bowed to him tremblingly and said, "Yes, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be scary."

"There are always people during the day, I can't do the experiment, I can only do it at night."

"But sometimes those people didn't leave after the time limit, and I was anxious, so I did it secretly."

Yan Mo was taken aback: "Experiment, what experiment are you going to do?"

"Medicine," the young man's eyes suddenly burst out with fiery excitement, "I want to make medicine, and I will make it right away!"

Yan Mo blinked: "What's your name?"

"Feng Dong."

"Check it out," Yan Mo said to Yan Wangling, "see what's wrong with him."

[Huh,] Yan Wang Ling Ai ignored him, [When you need someone, you call her Xiao Tiantian, and when you don't need her, you just call her out. ]

"..." Yan Mo had no choice but to slow down his tone, "Please check Feng Dong's life, thank you for your hard work~"

[snort. ]

Although he said he hated it, Yan Wangling quickly gave him the result. Feng Dong got married late, and the couple had been looking forward to several years before they had a child named Feng Xiaoying, but they didn't expect Feng Xiaoying to be diagnosed when she was one year old. Suffering from a very rare congenital disease, watching Feng Xiaoying's vitality go away day by day, the husband and wife could no longer sit still, sold everything that could be sold, and took the child to see a doctor.

The imported medicines needed for this disease are very expensive, and the price of one dose can reach 10,000+. Feng Dong’s family can’t afford it at all. The family has gradually changed from a well-to-do life to frugal living, and finally had to live in a rented house. , I just hope to save money and give medicines to my children.

Seeing that his savings could not last, Feng Dong was a student of biopharmaceuticals. He decided to put all his eggs in one basket and researched new drugs by himself. He spent money to buy a whole set of experimental equipment and remodeled the laboratory, where he conducted experiments and developed new drugs day and night.

It is said that he has developed an alternative drug in the early stage, but the effect of the drug is not stable. Feng Dong was anxious to treat the child, so he tried the drug on himself first.

Unexpectedly, there was an accident during a drug test, and Feng Dong had a strong adverse reaction. When he was sent to the hospital for emergency treatment, his heartbeat had stopped, and he could not be rescued again.

And Feng Dong's family also lost their last hope. Feng Dong's wife handed over the laboratory to relatives to help run it, renting it out for a little living expenses, while she took care of Feng Xiaoying day and night to alleviate his illness.

After Yan Mo heard this, he was silent for a few seconds, and suddenly he looked at Feng Dong with more admiration.

It is a miracle that a father can do this for his children.

Feng Dong is still trying to convince the other party: "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, please give me a little more time, just a little time."

"The new medicine will be ready soon, and then... Yingying will be saved!"

"..." Yan Mo couldn't bear to look away, and asked Yan Wang Ling in a low voice, "What will happen if we don't intervene?"

[It's useless,] Yan Wangling said, [You can take a look at the Book of Life and Death—I mean Feng Xiaoying's. ]

An ominous premonition suddenly emerged in Yan Mo's heart, and with a thought, a thread-bound book that only he could see appeared in his hand—it was the Book of Life and Death.

Yan Mo tapped his fingertips, and the book slowly opened, stopping at the page "Feng Xiaoying".

Yan Mo read it line by line, Feng Xiaoying's chapter was very short, so he quickly saw the end - Feng Xiaoying's lifespan was only five years, and now Feng Xiaoying is four years old.

[Even if his medicine can be used for the time being, without clinical trials, the risk is very high. Feng Xiaoying's body can't bear such a stimulus, no matter whether it is studied or not...] Yan Wangling originally just stated the facts calmly. When it gradually started to turn red, she paused slightly, and then finished the remaining few words softly, [The ending is the same. ]

Yan Mo closed the book of life and death, and turned to look at Feng Dong. Taking advantage of this gap, Feng Dong had already started experimenting again. He lay down in front of the test bench to concentrate, his face full of serious expectations.

"...Come back to Hell Mansion with me," Yan Mo said softly, "Your spiritual power is too low, if you stay in the human world, you will dissipate."

Feng Dong didn't seem to hear his words, and his hands kept moving.

"Hell's mansion is well built now, and a newly mourned soul like you can find a place to live."

"The Feng family's ancestors have accumulated a lot of sinful virtues. I can apply to the housing department to help you get a bigger house. You can decorate it according to your wish."

Yan Mo lowered his eyes, his voice was so low that he could hardly hear it.

"The application for the house is very fast. With the decoration, it will only take about a year before you and Xiaoying can live in it together."

……

"Clap!"

There was a crisp sound of glass breaking, and Feng Dong stopped. He stared blankly at the empty palm, without saying a word.

Yan Mo stared at the ground and said with a sigh, "So... come back with me."

Feng Dong's eyes gradually began to turn red, and his hands were trembling constantly. In the end, he was unable to support the experiment table, and his voice was full of disbelief: "...one year...is there only one year left?"

Yan Mo didn't speak, watching Feng Dong slowly raise his hands to cover his face, and then burst into painful sobs, which echoed in the silent laboratory late at night.

……

Ten minutes later, Yan Mo left the laboratory, watched the bus bring Feng Dong back to Yan's Mansion, sat down quietly on the steps outside the laboratory door, and leaned the Rakshasa umbrella against the steps.

There was another golden pattern on the Rakshasa umbrella, which meant that Yan Mo had just subdued a ghost clan.

The night wind was very cool, but he sat quietly for a long time without any intention of leaving.

Yan Wangling stopped talking for a long time, and the black jade tablet flickered.

"You're right," Yan Mo said suddenly, "I won't take the initiative to take care of these things in the future."

[...All living beings are suffering,] Yan Wang Ling Youyou sighed, [Every Hades will face such a predicament, you can help one, but not all. ]

Yan Mo fell silent, and after a long time, he suddenly said, "So, I want to make the Yan Mansion better."

Yan Wangling was taken aback: [What? ]

Yan Mo raised his head, his eyes were full of mist because of tears, but his eyes seemed much firmer than before, with a shimmering light: "I was so unhappy when I was alive, and I must live happily after death." of."

"Although I don't know how to manage such a big Yan Mansion, I have lived as a human being for 18 years, and I know what an ordinary person wants most."

Yan Mo held the Yan Wang Ling on his waist in front of him, stroked his wide sleeves, wiped off the dust on the Yan Wang Ling just now, and said seriously: "I will do my best within the scope of my ability. good."

Yan Wang Ling obviously didn't expect Yan Mo to say that, and he was stunned for a while before replying: [... up to you. ]

After a few seconds, it said again: [You, wipe it clean, you haven't wiped the back. ]

Yan Mo got up slowly, picked up the Rakshasa umbrella, held Yan Wang Ling, and got on the bus that came back to pick him up.

"Let's go, go back."

……

It was already late at night when Yan Mo came back. Normally, the Yan Mansion was peaceful at this time, but today it was very restless. The judge stood upright at the gate of the Yan Mansion, as if waiting for him.

Yan Mo got out of the car and looked at the judge: "What's wrong?"

"There is a monster in the land of the Yan Mansion, we just captured him, and I want to ask how you plan to deal with it?"

Yan Mo blinked: "Is there a demon? Where did the demon come from?"

"This little demon was robbing on the side of the road. It probably took the little ghost for an ordinary human being. After finding out that something was wrong, he shot the little ghost and was caught by Hei Wuchang."

"It stands to reason that the monster clan is not under our control, we just need to send him back to the monster prison in Yunfang City, but this little monster is too disobedient, so I locked him up on the first floor of hell."

Yan Mo nodded curiously: "Okay, I'll go and have a look."

He walked into the mansion of hell with the judge. The building of the mansion of hell has nine floors above the ground and eighteen floors underground, which correspond to the eighteen floors of hell. However, the mansion of hell is already under modern management, and those tortures that are tortured by mountains of knives, mountains of fire, and seas of oil have long since ceased to be used. No, the first floor of hell is just divided into compartments to lock up the ghosts who committed crimes.

As soon as he walked into the first floor, Yan Mo's footsteps paused for a while. He always felt a familiar atmosphere around him, but he couldn't say it out.

"It's right here," the judge walked to a compartment and pointed to the people inside.

Yan Mo looked up, and then froze.

It was indeed a demon locked inside, with gray wolf ears on his head and a wolf tail behind him. He suffered a lot of injuries, blood stained a large area of ​​his clothes, probably because he was afraid that he would hurt others again. His hands and feet were firmly locked by thick special chains, his knees were kneeling on the ground, his hands were lifted high, his face was full of arrogance, and he was glaring fiercely at the visitor.

[Fuck! ] Yan Wang Ling reacted faster than Yan Mo, [Isn't this Qin Xiang? ]

[Didn't he say that he went out for a while...how did he come back like this? ]

Yan Mo's eyes also slowly widened, and his eyes stayed on the wolf demon's face that was exactly the same as Qin Yuchen's for a long time before he said something with difficulty.

"...It's a replica."

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