Tiansheng 15 years

Looking back on the past, it is extremely unbearable to look back.From the plum demon who slaughtered the entire city in the past to the little plum doctor who saved lives and healed the wounded, there seems to be a world of difference from before to now.And what caused the current situation was Qiu Xiyue, the only son of Yue Yijun, who was laughing and playing with people in the corridor ahead, and the dude who Tian Yuxue recognized as uneducated and incompetent.

He left a broken branch under the sky thunder, and after endless years, he appeared again in the world.But at that time, he was chaotic and confused. Although he successfully transformed into a young child, he had no mind and wandered in the mountains and forests foolishly. Finally, one day, he was picked up by a woman who went up the mountain to pick mushrooms and brought him back to the poor at the foot of the mountain. small village.

The woman and her husband who picked him up had nothing to do for many years, so they raised him as their own child, and took him for medical treatment not to mention his stupidity, not to mention a little money. Although it didn't help, they still enjoyed it until that winter. One day, a group of hungry wolves came down from the mountain to change everything.

Although he lost his sanity, his survival instinct was still there. He slaughtered the wild wolf that rushed in front of him, and the blood made his sanity go from nothing to a little bit.With blood on his hands, he showed a stupid smile to the shivering woman, and he called out stupidly: "Mother." This is what the woman coaxed him to say every day when she hugged him, and he is repeating it now .

The woman was terrified and joyful at the same time. In the end, maternal love took over everything. She walked over, hugged him and went back to the cellar dug by her home.

She hugged him, coaxed him softly, talked to him, and asked him to call him father and mother.Seeing his foolish repetition, she couldn't help shedding tears of joy.

She hugged him until it was dark, and then she dared to climb out amidst the shouts outside. She said to her husband who came down from the mountain to hunt in winter: Fortunately, she took Bao to hide quickly.After speaking, he bowed his head and cried.

Her husband has always been dependent on her, so he naturally believed what she said, not to mention the other survivors in the village were also like this, so he believed it without doubt.After calming her down, he and other winter-hunting villagers dealt with the wild wolves and the corpses of villagers who died tragically in the village. They lit torches and worked until dawn before they went home to rest.

As soon as he got home, he heard his wife's joyful voice and the child's soft voice calling Auntie.The silly boy picked up can talk, and they have hope for the rest of their lives.

It is true that his father's motive for raising him is not pure, but in life, if you can't let people have some hope, then how useless your people must be!

His adoptive father expects him to take care of him in retirement, but his adoptive mother simply loves children so she doesn't care whether he was raised by someone or not.

But maybe he had killed too much before, and the punishment from God was not enough, so disaster once came to his originally smooth life.A year later, after he was able to run, jump and speak clearly, his adoptive father was accidentally killed by a tiger while hunting in the mountains.But his adoptive mother got sick immediately after hearing the bad news. After he sold everything in the family to raise money for medicine, he still failed to save his adoptive mother's life.Later, in order to have shelter after his adoptive mother died, he sold his house and himself according to what the neighbors said, and buried his adoptive mother in a grand manner, until now.

"So I'm really a monster." It's still the heinous type.He smiled wryly, turned into a child with a thought, looked at the little doll in front of him, and said wryly: "You are also a monster." When a monster sees a monster, it is hard to fight, that would be terrible, he You may not be able to beat it!

The little baby retorted crisply: "You are the monster." His eyes have returned to the original pure black, and he looks innocent and cute, making people love him when he sees it.

He smiled coldly and did not refute, standing where he was, looking down at the traceless snow in front of him.Alas, the plum branch he dropped just now must have been burnt to ashes.And what about the monster that turned him back to his original form just now?Could it be that he couldn't be eaten by this scary little doll.Thinking of this, he couldn't help but tremble with fear.

A chubby little hand pulled the corner of his dirty clothes, and the little doll asked sweetly, "Brother, are you cold?"

Little, little brother, he must have heard wrong.He couldn't help but look up, and he almost gasped out of fright, his breath trembled, and he didn't say anything.

The black eyes are inlaid on the white and tender face, which is innocent and cute, but once the color is changed, such as blood, it will be scary.He saw it so quickly, it was no wonder that he would be frightened even if he had been a demon for many years.

The blood color faded, and the little baby returned to his innocent and lovely appearance. He smiled sweetly: "Even if you are of the same clan, I think you don't mind doing a favor."

help?What can I do for you?He was baffled, but he could only watch the little doll slowly leave in the snow in the wasteland.

What's the meaning? , Don't say what help, just leave like this, is it really okay?With this question in mind, he pondered for a long time in the wasteland, but he was still at a loss.

Although he was told by a little sparrow demon what he was going to do, he did it.But he still couldn't figure out how that little baby behaved.

Now, in the breeze of Haruhi Hexi, he really wanted to rush forward to ask him, but instinctive fear made him stop.

Forget it, I'm doing pretty well now, so why bother asking for trouble.He comforted himself in this way, and sat down according to his mood, but his eyes glanced at the corridor from time to time.

In the corridor, Feng Nie, dressed in a plain white robe, folded her hands on her chest, leaning against the pillar, her eyes wandering on the peeking people.

Needless to say, Qiu Xiyue with a childlike heart, of course he was there, and there were a few cultivators he didn't know in Liangyuzhou, and they were looking into the room through the five poisonous lattice windows together.He didn't know what he saw, but the expressions of the few of them changed every now and then, making him extremely speechless.

If you want to watch it, you can just watch it openly. Is it really so interesting to be sneaky?His eyes drifted from them to the apricot blossoms blooming outside the corridor, his thoughts gradually emptied, and he entered a state of no self and no other.

In the room, Mr. Qianwei's face was frosty and snowy, and he asked again: "You really didn't see who hurt you?"

Luo Yang was lying in the soft quilt in single clothes, with only a grass green brocade quilt covering his waist. He just shook his head with a pale face when he heard the words, and when he felt that the fingers in his hands were suddenly clenched tightly. After his fingers, he helplessly tightened the warm fingers in his hand, and said weakly: "He's behind me, I didn't see him." He didn't have eyes behind him.

Mr. Qianwei wanted to ask again, but Liang Feiqin, who was sitting on the bed with him, yelled at him. He said in an extremely unfriendly tone: "Mr. Qianwei, he is hurt like this. If you still ask, you can't wait for him." Can't I ask again after the injury is healed?"

Lord Qianwei got angry when he heard the words, he slapped the table, and said angrily: "Is it me who delayed Lanyin's recovery? It's you, how are you? You are a normal person and you still want to grab the bed with the injured. Do you still have a conscience?"

Liang Feiqin said eloquently: "I robbed him of the bed? It's obvious that you robbed the space beside the bed, leaving me with no place to stand, so I came up, okay?"

Qianwei Jun said angrily: "Nonsense. You are not a doctor, and your realm is not as high as him. What are you doing here? Can't you just stand aside?"

Liang Feiqin replied fiercely: "No." He grasped the cold fingers in his hand, his chest heaved twice quickly, and he repeated: "No." Luo Yang is his guard, why should he do something insignificant? People wait to exclude him, he is not allowed.

Luo Yang closed his eyes as if sleepy, and said softly, "Mr. Qianwei, Lan Yin is a little tired." It was the first time he had ever proclaimed himself to his elders since he was bestowed with the Taoist title by the mountain lord along Songheyan. .I ask Mr. Qianwei not to argue with the younger generation.

Mr. Qianwei heard it, and he said displeasedly: "You are not tired, you are bored." With a stroke of his sleeve, he left the chair in front of the bed.

The few people around the bed also dispersed when they saw this, they didn't want to be the next one to be bullied.

"Are you bothering him or me?" Liang Feiqin asked in a low voice when he saw them disperse, and he also changed from the original sitting position to lying down.

Luo Yang didn't say a word, his strong and broad back rose and fell with the sound of steady breathing.Liang Feiqin's eyes turned red silently when he saw it, and he asked in a low voice, "Does your back still hurt?" He was there when the doctor applied the medicine, and a huge black palm print ran across his entire back, deeply Visible bones, wounded into the lungs, shaking his internal organs almost into a paste.Fortunately, he is in the Nascent Soul Realm, and his strength is unfathomable. Although he did not avoid that palm, he also protected the important internal organs immediately, so although the wound looks deep, in fact, as long as it is raised It will be fine for a few days.

"It doesn't hurt." The medicine he used on the wound is very good. It can numb the pain of the wound and at the same time maximize the effect of the medicine. Although he can't move his entire upper body in this way, it is better than the pain of the whole body. Good to die for.

"It doesn't hurt if it's hurt like this, you're lying to a child." It's not that he hasn't been hurt before, so it's impossible to say that it doesn't hurt.

"It really doesn't hurt, the medicine is good."

"Really?" Liang Feiqin looked at something wrong, he got up, and took out a purple-gold headband with a pattern of begonias, clouds and cranes from the jade pendant around his waist, and he placed the hairband on the On the side, he carefully gathered the hair on both sides of Luo Yang's neck in the palm of his hand, tied it with a headband, put it on the side, and said with satisfaction: "I will lend it to you first, remember to return it."

"Okay." He opened his eyes slightly, closed them again, and moved his fingers, but the wound medicine was so good that he could only move his arms with his fingers.

Liang Feiqin tied the hairband for him, and lay down again, his fingers climbed onto Luo Yang's cold fingertips, moving a little bit for a long time before he grasped his palm.

"Rest well, I'll watch over you." Liang Feiqin waited for a long time but didn't get a reply. He looked up and saw that Luo Yang and others were already fast asleep.

"Get better soon!" He put his cold palm between his lips, and kissed him lightly, finally feeling at ease in his heart.