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At this time, old man Shawangpo broke into the house, drove everyone out of the house, and told them not to laugh, now the spirit of the pig thought that the child was born of it, now it was very much in love, people should not prick it, for one purpose only, is to prevent the child from getting hurt by the spirit of the pig. Despite the old man's explanation, some people couldn't help but laugh and look towards the west room from time to time. In the end, everyone left Old Man Shawangpo's residence with a smile and went back home.

When the spirit pig saw that everyone had left, it urged the old man to give it a bowl of rice, and the old man did as he was told. It was pumpkin soup at night, and the old man carried a basin to the bed. The spirit of the pig saw that the pumpkin didn't want to eat anymore, so it clamored for better food. It had heard that humans had to eat good food to nourish their bodies after giving birth, and it now confirmed in its mind that Lin Zheng was born, so it asked the old man to make a good supplement for its body. The old man covered his mouth and ran to the kitchen to make a bowl of egg for the pig. He took it out and gave it to the pig spirit. Seeing the bowl of rice, the pig spirit laughed and gobbled down the dinner.

The next morning, Lin Zheng woke up from his coma, and when Lin Zheng opened his eyes, he was shocked. Where was he, and how did he sleep with a pig, and most abominable of all, one of the pig's front hooves was still on his chest, as if it was sleeping with him. He wanted to move his body, but the pain in his body was unbearable. It was as if he was tied up. In the end, he chose not to move. However, he kept cursing in his heart. Not only did he curse the pig, he even cursed that bastard, Jiao Chong. The first time, it was transmitted to the desert. The second time, the Buddha sent him to the mountain stream, and it took him a long time to get out of the danger. The third time, it was here again, with the pig.

The spirit of the pig did not realize that Lin was awake and was still sleeping soundly. It was only when Uncle Xiao brought over a pot of hot poached eggs did he wake up with a twitch of his nose. He rubbed his eyes with his hooves as if he was still sleeping, but he had already reached out his head towards Uncle Xiao.

Uncle Xiao's voice came from the side, "He's really a lazy pig, why is he still lying on the bed?"

After breakfast, the spirit of the pig was anxious and wanted to urge the elder uncle to bring a bucket over. The elder uncle Xiao ignored him and walked out to the kitchen to wash. The Pig Spirit had no choice but to climb out of bed. Although its left hind leg was still in pain, it could still walk on the other three legs. The spirit of the pig twisted its fat body and limped out of the door. Then, it ran towards the back of the house, where there was a toilet. Not to mention that the Spirit Pig was very particular about cleaning and cleaning, he did not urinate on the roof.

At this moment, Lin Zheng opened his eyes. He wanted to leave this place before the pig returned. He did not understand what he had just said. It was a language he had never heard before, and he mistook what he had just said for a pig. Could it be that the pigsty he fell into was like the Tang Monk in Journey to the West, where he became the demon's food. He was a human, he didn't want to become food for the pig demon like this, he wanted to fight back.

The bed was very big, Lin was like a baby on the bed, plus he was severely injured, the pain was unbearable, he had to struggle very hard to move his body out of the bed, but he couldn't stop, fell to the ground, and was sent flying. At this moment, the old man from the kitchen seemed to have heard the sound of movement from the west room. He wiped his hands and walked over. The room turned dark as Uncle Xiao walked into the main hall and headed straight for the west room. Lin Zheng closed his eyes. He was now afraid. He was afraid that he would be involved with a pig again.

Just as Lin was lost in his thoughts, a pair of large hands lifted him up and placed him on the bed again. Lin Zheng could hear voices in his ears, but Lin Zheng could not understand them, and his body's sense, coupled with his intuition, told him that this was not like a pig. Lin was slowly opening his eyes and seeing a huge face, Lin was startled. This was a giant, could it be that he had come to a giant's world? His instinctive reaction was fear. He tried to move his body as hard as he could, as if he wanted to escape. The old man saw Lin Zheng's expression and understood what Lin Zheng meant. He waved his hand at Lin Zheng, signalling him not to be afraid. Seeing the old man's actions, Lin Zheng felt relieved. Only then did he take a closer look. This was a huge building that looked like a warehouse in the human world. There were no decorations on the building, only a large bed. The giant in front of him was about twenty feet tall, and looked to be in love with him. His hair was already a little gray, with thick eyebrows. His eyes were not big, but they were bright and spirited, with a kind look in them, a wide nose and wide mouth, and a short beard at the corners of his mouth. He was wearing a sackcloth shirt with many patches on it.

The old man was very happy to see that Lin Zheng seemed to have calmed down. He murmured softly, but Lin Zheng's voice was still very loud, and he was still unable to understand.

"Where is this place?" Lin was in a hurry to find out if he had fallen into a pig's nest, or if all the pigs had forcibly occupied it.

The old man was stunned. Apparently, he didn't understand what Lin was saying either. From the old man's expression, Lin Zheng could tell that the old man also did not understand his words. Lin Zheng anxiously switched to English, but the result was the same. The old man could not understand, and he was still waving his hands at him, indicating that he could not understand. Right at this moment, a discordant creature barged in, and it was very intimate with Lin Zheng.

The spirit of the pig rushed in. It heard the sound of movement from the west roof and could no longer squat in the toilet. It did not even bother wiping its butt as it eagerly ran into the bathroom. When it saw Lin Zheng wake up, it was very happy, it took a step through the west door and pushed past old man Shawangpo. It sat on the edge of the bed, and it moved as if it was a person. The spirit of the pig stretched out its front hooves towards Lin Zheng, looking very affectionate and loving, at this moment, a stench spread out, and Shawangpo quickly covered his nose with one hand, and patted the boar's hooves with the other.

"You smelly pig, you didn't open your butt, right? It's so smelly." Old man Shawangpo stared at the boar spirit.

"It's fine, it's fine. Your son doesn't mind your father being poor and your son doesn't mind your mother being ugly. He is my child, how can he be afraid of this little bit of stink?" After being slapped by the old man and not being able to hug Lin Zheng, the pig spirit felt a little unhappy. It began to twitch its nose itself. It was really smelly.

At this moment, Shawangpo took two steps upwards and pushed the spirit from the bed. "Stinky pig, you go clean up, it's too smelly. You're not trying to stink your child to death, are you? " Shawangpo couldn't help it.

"The Spirit Pig brought the pig head closer to Lin Zheng, its eyes revealing many small stars." Baby, wait for dad, I'll go clean up right now, I'll come back later to hug you, be good! " Then he turned around and ran outside. As he ran, he kept saying, "Old man, don't think about my son. Otherwise, when the pigs come back, I'll give you a good time. I'll cut your butt open." When the spirit of the pig left the house, Shawangpo really felt that the room was very smelly. He carried Lin Zheng to the east room.

When he saw that Uncle Xiao was putting Lin Zheng on the bed, he rushed over. Without a word, he grabbed Lin Zheng and hugged him, bringing the pig-face very close to his face, "My darling, you are father's darling. Dad will definitely not allow this old man to touch you." After that, he carried Lin back to the west room. Now, he didn't even know why his left hind leg didn't hurt anymore. Ren Ziling left with Lin in her arms. When they arrived at the west room, she put Lin on the bed and sat on the edge of the bed. The feces on her buttocks were all over the bed, but the stench was still very strong. Lin Zheng was fuming with the stench and wanted to vomit, but he finally couldn't hold it in. He vomited a whole bed in one go and immediately called Uncle Xiao when he saw him, "Old man, old man, come and take a look, why is he vomiting?" The old man was already at the door of the west room.

Wipe off the pig shit that you left on the bed. He vomited from your feces, and now the Pig Spirit felt embarrassed. It ran to the other side of the bed, tore off a piece, and began carefully cleaning the vomit for Lin Zheng, then diligently wiped the edge of the bed. After cleaning it, the Pig Spirit put its face in front of Lin Zheng again, "Baby, wait for dad to come back." It seemed to be very intimate, and just as it turned around, it seemed to have thought of something. It turned its head around and once again brought its pig face close to Lin Zheng's face. After that, he eagerly ran out and started humming a little tune.