[Quick Transmigration] When the supporting actor becomes a dragon

The stone house under the Longjiao Peak of Buzhou Mountain has now been expanded into a small courtyard.

The small courtyard is not big, with a diameter of only twenty steps.In the small courtyard, half of the space is occupied by a small medicine garden, in which various medicinal materials grow, and the rest of the place is placed with medicine mortars, medicine mills, medical skills, copper dolls and so on.

Not a single blade of grass grows in the mountain, so the small medicine garden in this courtyard was cultivated by Long Xun after a lot of effort.The purpose, of course, is to enable Shao Gong to practice medicine well.

Shao Gong is Qin Meng.

Qin Meng finally grew up to be about one year old and could barely speak, so Long Xun asked his name——Long Xun worked too quickly and made him smaller, even Qin Meng didn't know his name in this life— —Qin Meng thought about it carefully, and named herself Shaogong.

Gongtong Palace is one of the five tones of Zhengyu in Gongshangjiao.At the same time, Shaogong is also the sixth string of the Guqin, and the six strings of text are dominated by Shaogong.

Long Xun seems to be good at singing and dancing, but in fact he is a rough man. It is no problem for him to play the piano, but he will be blinded if he wants to tell the meaning contained in it.

The name that Shaogong had thought about carefully was no different from Li Tiezhu, the son of Wang Ergou, in his opinion.

Long Xun once had a frank and honest talk with him.

In the eyes of Long Xun, the judgment made by Fuxi back then was unreasonable. He didn't want to order him to make up for such a big disaster. Instead, he tossed people first, so he was punished?What about the trauma caused by those heaven and earth?

This is like, after an earthquake in your city, it is unreasonable to criticize the mayor first and never hire it, and leave the disaster victims and urban reconstruction issues there.

Naturally, too much time has passed now, the world has already slowly healed itself, and there is no need for post-disaster reconstruction and the like, but it doesn't mean that Shaogong can't make up for it in another way.

The ancestors of the ancient times were all like the Penglai people of Liuyue City. They lived a long life and were strong and healthy. Ordinary beasts were not much worse than humans.

Since the collapse of the Tianzhu, the lifespan of living beings has been shortened sharply. In today's world, the average lifespan of ordinary people in the world is generally considered to be old age at forty, and a long lifespan at sixty.If the average life expectancy is counted, it is so low that it is impossible to look directly at it.

When Long Xun left in the last world, people’s living standards improved with the development of medicine. People in their 60s still had dark hair and no wrinkles on their faces. They carried a bag every day and got up early to go to work with young people. The average life expectancy in the world reached 96 years old.

Shaogong has spent many soul lives, even if he loses a little memory in each life, the accumulation of the remaining memories is a valuable treasure.He is a person who has witnessed the changes in the world with his own eyes, and he knows many things better than others.

Shaogong thought that the Emperor of Heaven was unfair, not that he thought he was not responsible for the battle of Buzhou Mountain, but that the trial was too harsh, and he suffered other crimes later.Now that there is hope for the problem of the soul, Shao Gong still thinks it makes sense for Long Xun to propose another way for him to make up for his past crimes.

In the long river of history, there are countless wizards like bright moons and stars. They change the world little by little, making the world colorful. Among them are carpenters, doctors, prime ministers, and there are also peerless singers, warriors and immortals...

And Shao Gong will also be one of them.

In the first step, he set his sights on medical skills.

Limited by the environment of Buzhou Mountain, only a small medicine garden, Zi Longxun, can help him build it, no matter how many there are.

As for those medical classics, some of them were written down by Shao Gong silently from memory and then tried to see if they were correct one by one, and some of them were collected by the people of Longyou City when they went out, and he transcribed them.

Long Xun didn't know much about medicine, the system only brought him so many medicinal materials and treatments, and most of the materials for these things were only available in the system, so he simply didn't care about Shaogong's studies, and only took care of his daily life.

Inside the stone house, Shao Gong put down the books in his hands, frowned slightly, and quietly thought about the contents recorded in them.

The seven or eight-year-old boy can already see the peerless elegance of the future when he grows up, with slender eyebrows and phoenix eyes, white skin like jade, handsome and gentle appearance.

It's just that although compared to the fierce and insane appearance like a wounded beast eight years ago, although he now looks peaceful and human, there is still a sharp and indifferent aura hidden in him, and his expression is also a bit cold.

After thinking hard for a long time, Shaogong put down the classics in his hands, tidied up his clothes, and walked out of the room.

The chimney in the kitchen was smoking, and there was a smell of food in the yard.

Seeing this, Shaogong went to the kitchen, where two dishes had already been placed on the stove, and Xuanjia's dragon man was serving the meal.

Shao Gong washed his hands with a ladle of water, and when he turned around, he saw Long Xun coming out with food, and put the things on the table one by one.

The only thing that Long Xun can do in the outside world is his spiritual avatar, and he can't eat without it. Only Shao Gong is now an ordinary person, and he can't afford to eat three meals a day.

After Shaogong finished his meal, he consciously put away the bowls and chopsticks, washed them and put them in order. When he came out, he saw Long Xun still sitting there, waiting for him with a blank expression.

If the dragon's tail hanging behind him hadn't been sweeping the small stones on the ground with the fluff at the tip, Shaogong felt that he would definitely think that he was serious, instead of seeing at a glance that this guy was actually in a daze.

After getting along for a long time, I found that he, a benefactor who is like a teacher and a father, after stripping away the impression of indifference, reticence, unapproachable, and awe-inspiring on the outside, is actually a simple, straightforward, considerate and gentle character in his heart.

But these things can only be felt by those who are put in his eyes.

"What's the matter?" Long Xun asked when Shao Gong came out.

On weekdays, Shaogong studied medical skills and forgot to sleep and eat. If he didn't call, he would never step out of the room before the meal was ready.

Shaogong nodded, and sat down on the stone bench in front of Long Xun, his childish voice was gentle and steady, with a kind of maturity that did not belong to a child: "Father, I see that there are many contradictions in different medical books. Puzzled, it would be useless to continue working behind closed doors, so I thought about going to the outside world for consultation."

Long Xun has been kind to him in nurturing him, and this upbringing is estimated to last for more than 100 years, so he simply called Long Xun his foster father, and Long Xun did not object to this.

Long Xun nodded slightly, and went back to his room without saying a word. When he reappeared a while later, he was already wrapped in a black robe, which not only covered the white beard and beard of the mysterious armor, but also the conspicuous silver light on his body. Covered by a black robe, it cannot be seen.

He put on the hood, took out another mask and put it on. This time, he was no different from ordinary people except that he looked a little mysterious.

Long Xun took Shao Gong out of Buzhou Mountain and headed all the way to Chang'an.

The imperial capital is prosperous, the flow of people is surging, everyone lives and works in peace and contentment, with a smile on their faces, a scene of singing, dancing and peace.

Long Xun didn't have much money, and the land in Chang'an was very expensive, so he couldn't afford to open a medical clinic.Shaogong didn't care about this, and slowly prepared a table for the Eight Immortals, a chair, and a pillow on the table in front of him, and sat down on the chair in a stable manner.

Dressed in a black robe, Long Xun, who didn't even show his fingertips, was sitting not far behind him, looking like a mysterious master in the world taking his disciples out for training.

People in Chang'an are well-informed, even if Shaogong Longxun and Longxun seemed a little weird, no one gathered to watch, they just glanced curiously.

Although Shaogong was young, he was doing a free clinic, he didn't collect medicine, he only took the pulse and prescribed medicine.Not long after, a poor-looking civilian man sat down, and Shao Gong calmly began to take the pulse of his No.1 patient.

Look, smell, ask, cut, tell about the condition, the cause of the disease, and then with a wave of the brush, a medicine is conveniently prescribed.Before his patients could even speak, they had already been diagnosed and treated.

This rapid diagnosis made the patient doubtful at the beginning, and he dared not use the prescription, so he had to go to a larger medical center.However, Shaogong's medical skills are really not covered, he already has some foundations, and the research on medical books in the past few years is more to fill in the foundations and see the thoughts of those genius doctors.

So when the patients heard that what the doctor in the Lianda Medical Center said was no different from that little doctor, and even less accurate than others, Shaogong's reputation as a little genius doctor slowly spread like this.

As for Long Xun...almost everyone thought that he was Shao Gong's master, and outside rumors almost described him as a miracle doctor who could bring the dead back to life, and a white-haired, kind-hearted elder.

Long Xun said to this: Just as long as you are happy.

In a blink of an eye, they stayed in Chang'an for three months.

In the evening of that day, Shao Gong quickly treated the last patient and was getting up to pack his things when suddenly a carriage stopped in front of him. There were two guards standing on both sides of the carriage with sharp eyes and strong steps. The light is restrained and the bearing is extraordinary.

These people are all martial arts masters.

Then the carriage opened, and a middle-aged man with an extraordinary appearance, a calm expression but a dignified body got out of the carriage, and he cupped his hands at Shaogong and said, "Little brother, are you the little genius doctor Shaogong who has recently become famous in Chang'an City?" ?”

Shaogong raised his eyes and glanced at him, put down the things in his hand, returned a salute with a calm expression, and said, "Exactly."

"Then you're right." The middle-aged man nodded slightly, and after waving to the carriage, he saw an eight-year-old boy slowly walking out of the carriage.

His eyebrows are picturesque, his facial features are exquisite at a young age, he is handsome and extraordinary, his pair of black pupils are deep and quiet, it seems that there are stars floating in them, and his eyelashes are as long as butterfly wings.It was not cold yet, but he was dressed in brocade and mink fur, with a snow-white fur collar lining his cheeks, making his skin pale as snow and his lips pale.

The young boy's body seemed to be in bad shape, and after walking a few steps, his face became even paler.He raised his hands and clasped his fists to make a bow, but the childish voice that came out was low and cold and unapproachable: "I have seen the little genius doctor."

Although he was talking to Shaogong, after saluting, the serious, calm and polite young man couldn't help looking at the mysterious black-robed man who had never made a sound, and at this moment the black-robed man's hood was slightly He moved, and seemed to raise his head.

The little boy blinked, and he actually saw a pair of beautiful silver eyes that shone slightly?Is it a fairy?

The next moment, the man in black lowered his head again, allowing the brim of his hat to cover his eyes and also cut off the young boy's focused sight.

Shaogong looked up and down the young boy who was running around without a trace, and frowned slightly: "Are you born weak and afraid of cold, and you will be bedridden for [-] days in a month? This is because of your innate physique. Unless you are destined to cultivate Taoism and seek immortality, and use spiritual power to take care of your body, ordinary medicines will not be able to cure you. Even if you come to me, it will have little effect."

The little boy came back to his senses, his face was cold, he nodded his head when he heard the words, and said: "I understand, thank you, the genius doctor."

The middle-aged man sighed, looked at the calm and composed child at such a young age, thanked Shao Gong and said goodbye, then got into the carriage and headed towards the city gate.

Shao Gong didn't care about these small episodes, after collecting the things, he came to Long Xun's side and said: "Father, it's all right, let's go back."

"En." Long Xun responded lightly, stood up, and put those things into the space one by one.

Shao Gong's expression changed suddenly, he narrowed his eyes slightly and looked up at him, trying to see through his expression behind the mask, and saw that under the vague cover of the brim of the hat, Long Xun's eyes in the hollow of the mask had been slightly bent, and a faint smile appeared in the cold pool. Ripples in the silver eyes.

After a while, he said meaningfully: "Father...you seem to be in a good mood."

"Meet an acquaintance." Long Xun did not deny it.

Shao Gong followed Long Xun, and raised his eyebrows when he heard this: "Oh? Is that the child?"

Long Xun responded.

"He doesn't seem to remember his adoptive father anymore." Shao Gong didn't seem to have any malice when he said this now.

"I remember him." Long Xun said again.

Shaogong paused, and followed him again, only looking at Long Xun with rather strange eyes: "Father... May I ask, was he a man or a woman when he met you?" Based on his experience, How could he fail to hear the emotion hidden under his adoptive father's plain words just now?

But that child is clearly a boy!

"Of course it's a man." Long Xun replied without thinking too much.

Shao Gong: "..."

Is his adoptive father still okay with this?It's really indescribable...

Shao Gong didn't say anything more, but thought about it in his heart.

The adoptive father has the grace of rebuilding him and the grace of nurturing him, since he obviously has a deep affection for the child... It goes without saying that the child is still young.After he became an adult, if his adoptive father still couldn't forget him, then what should he do?