1151 Precognitive

ent, and has long lost their reverence for heaven and earth, nature, the unknown, and their ancestors. Belief in ghosts and spirits has diminished, but this does not mean they do not exist.He actuall...Mu Wanchen finished speaking and left. I turned my head to think for a moment what he meant by that minute. Suddenly, the woman in labor cried out in pain.

"Your Highness, it's time to give birth!" The midwife had far more experience than I did; at a glance, she declared that the time had come.

If we were just in the final stages of pre-labor, now we've officially entered labor.

I don't know if my efforts just now were any use, it's not something that can be changed by outside forces anymore.

The mother was just lying on her side adjusting her position, now we can only lay her flat. The midwife has started helping with the massage, I can only watch from the side.

Giving birth is so painful, I never really considered that before.

With so many doctors in the family, I'm not worried at all about any problems during childbirth.

It seems that having a baby is truly a huge ordeal for women—of course, if everything goes smoothly, the hardship also comes with rewards. It's just that one has to worry about potential complications.

Now sending it out is too late, and I'm completely lost on what to do.

I don't understand the specifics of childbirth. Does breaking water and seeing blood mean labor is imminent Can the baby's head turn around Is it possible to push the baby's hips forward during the last stage

External rotation technique doesn't seem to be useful in cases where the pelvis is stuck. Even if we push and pull, it doesn't change anything.

However, every person's experience of having a child is different.

I can only pray that Heaven will take pity and keep this mother and child safe...

Heaven pity her.

Does Heaven have mercy on the Witch Clan

Who can see the hidden people who rise with the sun and set with it

I've heard that giving birth takes a long time, and I've also seen in the news that some people give birth on the street.

My heart was pounding, every second dragging on forever.

My recent efforts seem to have been ineffective.

The baby is still breech.

But she actually gave birth.

Fortunately, the umbilical cord wasn't wrapped around his neck. That was a stroke of luck in an otherwise unfortunate situation.

I witnessed the birth process, my mind a little dazed. The midwife's voice of surprise rang in my ears. I saw her clean the baby's nose and mouth, then pinch its feet and pat its palms.

That wail that tore through the stifling silence, seemed to awaken everyone's innermost hopes.

New life.

...Let the crumbling ruins, unknown formations, and lurking dangers of the outside world be momentarily forgotten.

...

I heard the woman's family crying and thanking me over and over, but I really didn't do anything.

This was done by this woman who is already exhausted and drained, I've occasionally heard that there are cases where a baby comes out feet first, this kind of situation in ancient times was life-threatening, even in modern times, the doctor would definitely ask you to have surgery.

Every woman's experience giving birth is unique, but the outcome is either pain and sorrow, or joy for all.

I stood aside, wiping the sweat from my forehead and damp eyes.

Several people knelt before me, saying things I couldn't hear. I just waved my hand to indicate they should attend to the mother and child instead of me.

I want to find Mu Wanchen.

Where is he.

My steps were a bit unsteady, perhaps because I had just witnessed the birth of a child. The experience was so overwhelming that I don't know how to describe it.

Mu Wanchen was by the river.

He still wore the wooden mask on his face.

The mask was shaped like a human face, with eyebrows and eyes carved onto it. The eyes were carved very large.

Only his chin and lips were visible.

I can't describe this feeling, but I just feel that he seems a bit strange wearing this mask.

"...Wǎnchén" I called out softly.

He tilted his head slightly towards me, as if smiling.

"I guess I didn't do much to help... But the child was born safely, I hope it's a healthy one." I said softly.

Mu Wanchen nodded slightly and said in a low voice, "Yes."

"You... what is this mask Why did you suddenly decide to wear a mask to cover your eyes" I couldn't help but ask.

He curled his lips into a smile, reaching up to remove the mask and revealing the familiar face I knew.

"What Did I scare you"

I couldn't bring myself to nod. I felt like he was... different, almost strange, wearing that mask.

He seemed to know what I was thinking, a hint of a smile playing on his lips as he gazed down at the mask in his hands.

“I found this while cleaning out the treasure vault in the Witch King’s City a moment ago,” he whispered.

This period of time, Mu Wanchen would bring people to clear the Wuwang Mountain City whenever he had free time. There were many secret rooms inside the city, which contained precious medicinal herbs, antidote for poisons, as well as items for raising venomous insects. Perhaps there were also some treasures hidden within. They planned to move all these things out first and temporarily store them in the tomb passage of the mausoleum, assigning people to guard them.

"This mask was used by the former shamans during their rituals." He showed it to me.

"What does that mean Why is it from before Is it not needed now" I don't quite understand.

"...in the past, sorcerers were honored guests of a nation. Kings would invite them to their banquets late at night, asking about spirits rather than the well-being of their people. Have you never heard this"

"I've heard of it. Isn't it just saying that the emperor was incompetent What does this have to do with noodles"

Mu Wanchen stroked the patterns on the mask, his voice low. "Things from our ancestors hundreds of years ago weren't all superstition. Many natural phenomena or strange occurrences in the human world couldn't be explained and could only be resolved through shamanism. This mask was used during sacrifices to heaven... See, why are the eyes carved so large here"

"I don't understand, this looks like something from thousands of years ago. I remember it from my textbooks, I think it was unearthed from some kind of archaeological site..."

Mu Wanchen smiled and nodded. "Well, it's about the same. Many years ago, there was this kind of worship. People painted their eyes so big, just to be able to see the changes in heaven and earth. It was a belief totem... And this mask is completely closed, with no carving on the lips. This has hidden meaning—"

"No."

I frowned in confusion. Could not speak

The meaning of this mask is to cover the eyes, not to look at things that should not be seen. The lips are not carved, which means that no matter what you see, do not spread it. Therefore, this mask is used for sacrifices - it prevents shamans from easily touching certain laws.

Mù Wǎnchén's words sounded rather profound. He rarely spoke so much—actually, he rarely talked to me about witchcraft like this.

"Then put it on, and tell me what you see" I blurted out.

Mu Wanchen looked at me, his expression slightly surprised: "Little Luo'er, how did you know"

"I just feel that, when you suddenly said something a moment ago…and now I look at my phone and calculate the time, from when you spoke to me to the midwife saying the baby was about to be born, it seems like only a moment."

I gestured with my phone.

There is no signal here, but time is shared.

Heaven and earth are not benevolent, They take all things as their fodder.s going downhill!""What You're saying that if we don't allow fighting, the world will go to ruin Did you get your words mixed up" I widened my eyes in disbelief.Of course! A country without its people...