Chuan Wen Zhi cherishes life and stays away from the protagonist

"Well..." The morning sun was very gentle, and the stars were scattered in the room from the crack of the door. The boy lying on the bed slowly opened his eyes, and the long white hair was scattered on the bed. The boy got up from the bed and sat on the bed. The above is in a daze, the quilt has fallen to the ground, the obscene clothes are messy, and the fragrant shoulders are half exposed, giving people a vague sense of temptation.

"Little master, are you awake?" the maid outside the door asked immediately when she heard the movement.

"Winter Chong, what time is it?" The boy rubbed his eyes and said to the door.

"It's already noon." Dongchong knew that his little master had a great urge to get up, so he had to sleep until he woke up naturally, and the master doted on him too much, so the little master lived carefree every day.

The boy is Prunella vulgaris, he is now 15 years old, under the guidance of his father, he has become a little genius doctor loved by thousands of people, and he is also called "Little Bodhisattva," although he doesn't like this title.Prunella vulgaris called out to change out the obscene clothes, and put on the clothes that Dongchong had prepared before.

Dongchong opened the door on time and brought hot water in, while Xiacao was in charge of cleaning the room.

"Winter Chong, I want to go down the mountain." Prunella vulgaris has never been down the mountain, because Xia Kucao didn't allow it, he was afraid that Prunella vulgaris would be hurt again one day, just like ten years ago, Prunella vulgaris almost died because of that incident, so Xia Changqing would rather keep Prunella vulgaris in this cage as a golden bird.

"This servant can't be the master either." Dongchong stood behind Prunella vulgaris and tied his hair, "Master is also afraid of getting hurt, little master, that's why he did this. Little master, you have to understand master."

"Alas~" Prunella vulgaris could only sigh, and looked up at the face in the mirror, probably not opened yet, giving people a feeling of being indistinguishable between male and female, she looks very beautiful, but in his eyes it feels like I saw a ladyboy face. He used to look pretty, but now he's turned into a sissy.

"Young master looks really good-looking." Dongchong would repeat this sentence almost every day, she really thinks little master is very beautiful, she still remembers that No.1 in the ranking of beauties is a woman named Ji Yingyue, But Dong Chong felt that their little master was the most beautiful in the world.

Prunella's eyebrows and eyes are very similar to Xia Changqing's, coupled with white hair and gray eyes, which makes him look like a fairy, "I want to be more manly."

On the other side of the pharmacy, Xia Changqing was looking at the letter in his hand. It was sent to him by Xuanyuan Gongyun. For ten years, the two had been exchanging letters in order to investigate the woman who kidnapped and hurt Prunella vulgaris back then. , that woman's name is He Wu, she was a member of the remnants of the Devil's Cult, and she was good at using poison, and the man she brought up before was her husband-in-law and also the Left Guardian of the Devil's Cult. Unfortunately, Xia Changqing didn't save him. Because of this, she was poisoned and died, and what the letter said was that this woman had appeared in Xuanyuan City again, and she might go to the Valley of Miraculous Doctors again to take revenge.

"Centured insect, dead but not stiff!" Xia Changqing crushed the letter into powder with internal force. He wanted to see how this woman sneaked into the valley of magic doctors. Xia Changqing took out the letter paper and wrote a letter. He just needed some people to come Protect Prunella vulgaris, and that woman, they have plenty of people to deal with.

"Xiaocao, are you still going to see me and my father practicing exercises today?" Xia Wutian directly pushed open the door of Prunella vulgaris, and shouted loudly.

Prunella Prunella, who was lying on the couch reading a book, put down the book and looked at the so-called brother. He didn't look like Xia Changqing, and his height was also 180. He was very handsome, and his eyes were very deep, completely different from the big eyes he had when he was a child. , these eyes and his father really miss it, Prunella thinks that if his father removes the scars on his face, he should be a handsome uncle.

"Don't lie down, let's go, let's go to the back mountain, where is father waiting for you?" Xia Wutian smiled and picked up the lying Prunella vulgaris and ran away.

Xia Kucao was in a hurry, Xia Wutian was like this every time, which made Xia Kucao very speechless, although he was only 165, he promised that he could still grow taller, "Put me down, I want to get a book!"

"There is no better way to practice martial arts in medical books! Xiaocao, you are too weak to grow tall, obediently go to practice with us!" Prunella's feet moved quickly, and soon came to the back mountain.

Because Prunella vulgaris was in poor health since he was a child, and Xia Zhangqing loved him too much, he didn't let him learn those swords and guns. Although he only learned a little bit of three-legged cat's kung fu, he was good at light work, at least his father sometimes followed him. Not on him, and he is also good at pharmaceuticals and drugs, so I don't worry about not being able to protect myself at all.

The back mountain is the most sacred place in the Valley of Divine Medicine, because it can be said to be a treasure paradise, and all kinds of rare herbs are like weeds all over the mountain in the back mountain, no matter how many herbs there are. They will pick them casually, because they know that Xia Changqing will plant them on the mountain every year for everyone to use for the miracle doctor valley.

At this time, Fu Yuan was sitting on a big rock in the back mountain bamboo forest, and was wiping a big knife in his hand. It was his weapon. It looked very bulky. There was no decoration on it. Xiao Sha's aura, it is not difficult to see that this big sword is really powerful.

"Father, I brought Xiaocao!" Xia Wutian's voice echoed throughout the bamboo forest.

Prunella vulgaris, who had returned to the ground, finally felt safe. Looking at the expressionless man with scars all over his face, he smiled slightly, "Father." This is his father, a former general. He heard Xia Changqing say something about his father. It's a ghost-faced general. As for the scar, it was made by his father himself. He just wanted to make the legendary ghost-faced general completely disappear from this world.

Fu Yuan looked at this little child, the one he loves the most, nodded, and said, "Today I want to teach you a method of exhaling and breathing. This method can improve your internal strength." Then he looked at Xia Wutian looked aside: "Today I will randomly check your previous sword skills, you should practice first."

Xia Wutian doesn't like studying medicine. He is naturally active and likes to dance with guns and sticks. Xia Changqing will not force him to study medicine, so he let Xia Wutian follow Fu Yuan to learn martial arts. He is talented and can learn everything quickly. Now Xia Wutian Wutian can at least fight with Fu Yuan for more than a dozen rounds, and his weapon is a sword called "White Lotus", which Xia Changqing bought for him. It's been a long time.

"Yes, father." Xia Wutian saluted, then went to the bamboo forest to concentrate on practicing sword.