At the beginning of Mao's time, a bluish-white light already appeared on the thin window paper.The crisp and sweet birdsong outside the window came one after another, sometimes mixed with the rustling of the disturbed branches and leaves. It seems that today is another good day with a clear sky.

Shang Ning was lying on the rough bed, covered with a torn quilt, listening to the rustling conversation next door:

"Hey, the person that the younger brother provokes is really, alas. The younger brother and sister are young women, even if they can't bear it, they still have children, so why..."

"It's just that the child is only ten years old, his parents have passed away, and he is still sick. During the seven-day mourning hall, he knelt down and didn't even eat much. I didn't listen to my advice. How can I survive this? Yesterday Still passed out at night."

"Okay, okay, it's because you and I didn't take good care of it. Fortunately, the child's injury is not serious, and his life is safe. This leg... At least for now, it can be regarded as saved."

"After that..."

"What will happen in the future can only depend on the fate of this doll."

The voice next door gradually weakened, and Shang Ning also closed his eyes.

He was lying on the bed, his heart was very peaceful, and he had no thoughts at all.Because this is not the first time he has experienced such a thing, after all, he has died once.

When he closed his eyes, Shang Ning never thought that he would have a chance to come back to life.When he woke up again, he was hunted down when he was ten years old, and that sinister palm was about to hit him on the back of the heart.Based on his previous experience, Shang Ning dodged subconsciously, so when he deflected his palm, it landed on his left leg.

Everything after that was pretty much the same as in the previous life.His father dragged a weak female family member and an injured child to fight one against two, and was finally beaten to a serious injury, and died on the spot after sending the two of them to the mountain gate of Qingfumen.As for his mother, after shed tears, she took a look at Shang Ning, and then slammed her head against a stone beside her and killed herself.

It was dark and rainy that day, and everything was exactly the same as in the previous life.Shang Ning knelt on the ground numbly and watched everything in front of him, until the pain in his left leg made him finally black out and passed out.

He dreamed hazily in a coma, and his dreams were all gloomy past lives.

In his previous life, he was inexperienced, and that palm hit the back of his heart, so Shang Ning's whole body was invaded by cold poison.Although the uncle didn't say it clearly when he checked his injuries, the look of pity in his eyes made him understand that he didn't have a few years to live.He stayed in the sect for two years, and was hanged every day by his uncle's internal force.Later, the sect was also disbanded, and he was sent out of Shiwan Dashan by his uncle.When it came to parting, although his face was calm, his heart was terrified. He wanted to look back for some comfort, but he only got a hand on his shoulder: "Go, son, go find your senior brother and Huiyangcao, The next thing can only depend on your luck."

Shang Ning didn't find his senior brother, and when he arrived, the family had already moved out.In order to survive, he had to trek across mountains and rivers alone, and endure countless painful nights of cold poison attacks, just for the fabled hope that the Huiyang grass that can cure him in the legend could make him survive.

He eats and sleeps in the open, covered in rags, and has even been among beggars.Enduring the increasingly frequent and severe pain of the cold poison attack, he finally arrived at the location, but at the end he was told that the grass had been picked by others. Shang Ning's hope was shattered in an instant, and he could only die unwillingly in despair.

He was young when he died, about 15 years old.For five years, Shang Ning lived in pain and darkness every day.The only gleam that pulled him down was extinguished, and he didn't even miss the time of death.

When he woke up, Shang Ning's forehead was covered with a cold towel, and the clothes on his body were also untied, as if he had wiped it with wine, but his left leg was covered with a thick quilt.He was running a fever, but the cold poison made his left leg fall into an ice cellar.This kind of ice and fire double sky makes people uncomfortable, but Shang Ning has endured the more uncomfortable cold poison attack in the past, which is really not a big deal.Therefore, after he recovered from his illness, he began to observe filial piety for his parents, kneeling in the mourning hall for seven days, until he fainted again last night.

Shang Ning lay on the bed, recalling these things, his heart was at peace.Now that he had come back again, although his injury was much better than before, Shang Ning couldn't cheer up, and was even a little disheartened.He used to just want to live, but now he can live, but he doesn't know what to do.

The sky outside the window was gradually brightening, and the light penetrating through the window paper also gradually changed from blue-white to pale gold. A wave of warmth penetrated in, illuminating the few simple furnishings in the room.

Shang Ning sat up, even if he didn't know what he was going to do in the future, he had to get up now.

When Kong Fang rubbed his eyes and stepped into the kitchen, he saw Shang Ning squatting in front of the stove adding firewood.He froze for a moment, he didn't expect that the child who fainted in the mourning hall yesterday could wake up so early today, it seemed that he was still doing chores.He just told people this morning that the child's life was suffering, and now he saw the child hooked up to boil water.No matter how thick-skinned Kong Fang was, he couldn't help but feel as if he was abusing a child. He hurriedly asked, "Why did you get up so early? Did you sleep well last night? Did you have any abnormalities?" Comfortable?"

Shang Ning fiddled with the firewood before saying, "I slept well, I didn't feel uncomfortable."

Kong Fang knew that he was lying when he heard it, so he stepped into the door, pushed Shang Ning up from the small bench, sat on it, and began to pick vegetables with his hands and feet, "Go, go and sit in the yard. When the water boils, I call you, drink some water before you wash your hands, and I'll take a look at your legs after breakfast."

Shang Ning nodded, turned and left.

The outside of this door is said to be a courtyard, but it is actually more like a vegetable field.On the ground there are ridges of cabbage, and there is a shelf next to it, which is covered with purple grapes.There is a tree in front of the door, and under the tree is a table made of several stones, and beside it are a few small wooden stools and a faded rocking chair that is almost dried out.The people working in the vegetable field saw him coming out and smiled at him honestly.

In his previous life, Shang Ning had stayed in this place for more than two years. He had little knowledge before, and he thought that all sects in the world looked like this farmhouse.It wasn't until later that he went down the mountain to retrieve Yangcao, and saw the façades of Wudang and Shaolin far away in the Central Plains, that he realized that there are differences between sects.

At least the Zhongyuan sect seems to be much richer than this Qingfu sect.

After Shang Ning sat for a while, the water boiled.He rinsed his mouth and washed his face, and after eating a large bowl of green vegetable noodles that Kong Fang brought, he stretched out his somewhat heavy leg to show him.

Kong Fang rolled up the trousers in front of him, exposing his lonely leg underneath.Kong Fang touched it with his hands, only to feel that in summer, there is no heat on the legs, but there is a coolness that can only be seen on the stone table next to the cool ground.

He knew in his heart that this was the result of being hit by the cold palm and the accumulation of cold poison in his body.In such hot weather, one piece of the body is cold and the other is hot. In order to prevent the spread of the cold poison, the clothes cannot be taken off casually, and the cold water cannot be touched. Let alone a nine-year-old doll, it is an ordinary adult who has suffered such a crime. Not very happy in my heart.Thinking of this, when he looked at Shang Ning who was sinking like water in front of him, Kong Fang couldn't help feeling a little pity in his heart.He said: "You straighten your legs, uncle will treat you." After speaking, he put his big palm on it, circulated the true energy in his body, and poured the inner force into the palm.After a while, the coldness on the legs under this palm subsided a little, and there was a little heat.

At this moment, Shang Ning lowered his eyes and said, "Uncle, please."

Kong Fang saw that he was so young, but he spoke in an old-fashioned way, so he couldn't help laughing and said: "What's the matter, you are very well-behaved, which is reassuring. Unlike your senior brother, whoops, when you just entered the door, you were in I’m chasing chickens and chasing dogs, my mountain, up and down, the chickens and dogs are restless.”

brother?A vague figure flashed in Shang Ning's mind, but before he had time to think about it, he heard a burst of laughter from afar.

The two turned their heads together, and saw a person coming out from the back of the mountain, followed by a big yellow dog wagging its head and tail.

This is a young man with red lips and white teeth, long eyebrows and phoenix eyes, a bit feminine.At this time, it seemed that because he had just climbed the mountain, his face was steamed with a thin layer of red, and there were fine beads of sweat on his forehead.His eyes were bright, his expression was cheerful, and he smiled when he looked over:

"Master, what are you doing? I heard it all. Are you talking bad things about me?! You have to be reasonable when you say bad things about people. Who is chasing chickens and dogs all day long? You are just jealous that Da Huang likes me and is willing to follow me !” After saying that, the young man reached out and stroked the head of the big yellow dog beside him.That dog, Shang Ning, also had a lot of contact with him, and he kept shedding his hair in summer, and during this time, he became listless at noon, lying in the shade all afternoon and not coming out.Unexpectedly, he was full of energy under the big sun at this moment, and he let out a loud "bark" as if he was very happy to be touched on the head by that person.

Kong Fang: "..."

Seeing that silly dog, Kong Fang couldn't help but get angry, and said angrily at Rhubarb: "You are a dog who eats inside and out!"

"Don't worry, Dahuang is a dog. Master, you can't get angry when you scold me like that. Besides, Dahuang doesn't know what to do. Aren't I also from Qingfumen? I have been away for two years, and I miss Master in my heart. This person turned over several mountains to see Master, don't you miss me, Master?"

Kong Fang: "..."

Think, why not.This baby was sent here at the age of five, and has been with him for more than ten years.This baby is still good-looking and sweet-mouthed, and it has been more than two years since he left, Kong Fang thought about it every day in this three-acre land.

It seemed that the weather was too hot, so the person on the opposite side stretched out his hand and pulled the skirt of his shirt open, revealing his snow-white undershirt.Some harsh sunlight hit his face, covering his entire face with a layer of golden light.He raised his hand to block it, squinted his eyes to look at Shang Ning, and said with a smile, "Master, did you find me a junior brother? Wow, he looks so cute, so small, he can be picked up and played with. "

As he spoke, he walked over, like a ray of sunshine, breaking straight into the shady ground, and walked up to Shang Ning.He bent down, smiling with a pair of phoenix eyes, and there were two thick little tusks piled up under his eyes, which Shang Ning knew was a sign of beauty, and they were called lying silkworms.

He raised his head slightly to look at the other party, and heard the person in front of him smile and ask: "My name is Jiang Yan, Jiang Yan from Jiangnan Misty Rain, what's your name, little brother?"

Shang Ning knew Jiang Yan's name, and even his background and hobbies, because in the previous life, he died in this person's arms.

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