[Yi Tian] Breaking the cocoon

Hearing the old ghost's description, Zhang Wuji frowned immediately: "I haven't seen you for so many years, can't you say something nice?"

Song Qingshu sneered: "Why, do you think my words are ugly? What I said is just the truth! Huh, isn't it like this for all women? For the sake of so-called love, they ignore other people, Zhou... That's the case, and your Aunt Ji is also the same , including your mother, look, you are seriously ill and go out to seek medical treatment alone, your mother often leaves you alone?"

"Shouldn't we say this is a success?" Zhang Wuji scratched his hair irritably, he was really afraid of the old ghost's sharp mouth, and he didn't want the two to reunite and separate after arguing like the previous few times.What's more, he also vaguely felt that what the old ghost said was not aimless, after all, Mother did leave him alone here again and again... No, no, he shouldn't think so!Shaking his head secretly in his heart, the young man sighed and said, "Don't mention my mother, Aunt Ji's age can be considered your junior, so just save some virtue!"

"...In short, I don't like that woman." Song Qingshu snorted resentfully. After a while, he calmed down a little bit, and this time is different from the past. Now when he faces Zhang Wuji, he is unwilling to turn his back on him after all.There was a stalemate between the two, and Zhang Wuji said softly after a while, "You don't like Aunt Ji, so we won't go there. What's the matter with you this time?"

"Passing by." Song Qingshu dryly gave an answer.

"Just passing by?" Zhang Wuji showed a somewhat regretful expression, watching the other party floating in mid-air, insisting on refusing to land, allowing himself to look up at him, Zhang Wuji might not be able to understand this awkward look in the past, but now he can feel it Feeling a little bit of the other party's mood, and even subtly felt a little-cute.He looked at this old man whom he hadn't seen for a long time. The old ghost has become a ghost, and his appearance has remained the same for years. His expression became more and more gentle.

"Yeah." Song Qingshu paused as he spoke, looking at the brightly lit room not far away, he couldn't help asking: "Are you going to save her?"

"Who?" Zhang Wuji took a while to react, and said, "You mean Aunt Ji? Of course she must be saved. I think she is a good person, and she has such a relationship with Uncle Six."

Song Qingshu glanced at him: "Why do you still know that he and Sixth Uncle have such a relationship! She betrayed Sixth Uncle, but you went to save her, are you afraid that Sixth Uncle will find out and blame you in the future?"

"Why does Sixth Uncle blame me?" Zhang Wuji asked back in surprise. He was still young and didn't know anything about the relationship between a man and a woman. He only felt that Aunt Ji was a very good person. By, but don't care.

Seeing his stupid appearance, Song Qingshu almost felt his chest choked with old blood. He really didn't know how to talk about the consequences of love affairs with a child, but facing Zhang Wuji's questioning eyes, he finally sighed: "Didn't you want to know how I died before?"

Zhang Wuji has been curious about this question for a long time, but no matter how he asked it before, the old ghost either talked about it or pretended he didn't hear it, but this time he was finally willing to bring it up, of course he wanted to know: "Would you like to say?"

Song Qingshu fell to the ground, and said lightly: "My experience is similar to your Sixth Uncle Yin's. But I have to blame myself, but he is more innocent than me."

This is the first time that Song Qingshu mentioned his experiences in his previous life to others, and it will also be the last time.He simplifies everything about Xu Xu's previous life, and of course, everyone's names are also aliases.He talked about how he fell in love with Zhou Zhiruo at first sight, how he followed him obsessively regardless of his own attachment, how he fell into a scheme and missed and killed Mo Shenggu, how he made a wrong step, lost everything because of infatuation, and finally lost his life... All kinds of things are not hidden, and now I think about those stupid things, I feel ashamed to face them.

Don't tell me, I don't know, now that he told about those experiences in his previous life one by one, Song Qingshu suddenly found that he can almost let go of those obsessions.There is nothing that time can't pass away. Those infatuated things in the previous life are all jokes now. The feelings that were thought to be unforgettable in the end are nothing more than that.

"I lived in a mess before I was alive. The only thing I could get out of was my feelings for her. I lost everything because of this. In the end, it was just a joke in the eyes of others. Love... Hey, love love love, That's all." After saying that, Song Qingshu lowered his head to look at Zhang Wuji, only to find that the young man was crying in a daze at some point, and couldn't help laughing: "Why are you crying?!"

Zhang Wuji hurriedly wiped his face and covered it up: "I didn't cry, it was wind and sand that got into my eyes!" He quietly wiped away the tears with his sleeve, not daring to say that he felt sorry for the old ghost because of what happened to him, and hated his misfortune , Angry and indisputable.So after a moment of silence, he just said: "You hate Aunt Ji so much, is it because the woman you like resembles her, or you resemble her?"

Song Qingshu was stunned by this question, he should have been angry, Ji Xiaofu's actions made him despised, but when Zhang Wuji said this, he seemed to be enlightened: Yes!What is the difference between him and Ji Xiaofu?Ji Xiaofu felt sorry for Sixth Uncle Yin because of love, so why didn't he feel sorry for his teacher and junior uncle because of love?

He looked at the young man in front of him with a complicated expression. Is this the real reason why he was so entangled in this matter?Looking at Ji Xiaofu, it's as if he saw himself back then—he was not as clear as a child!

At this moment, Song Qingshu suddenly found that his mood became a little strange. Facing those clean and clear eyes, he felt ashamed of being seen through by others, and what was more, it was an indescribable feeling. Zhou Zhiruo is still worse now—Could it be...Could it be him...

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Because Zhang Wuji and Chen Yijian healed Ji Xiaofu before, in the next few days, the 14 people in the thatched cottage also called for help, and Chen Yijian couldn't help him there. His ability was not that great, and it was nothing more than putting him outside. The level of ordinary doctors, secondly, those [-] people's wounds are not as good as Ji Xiaofu's, several of them are bloody, if he gets close, the system will just take advantage of it.So I just concentrate on playing with Bugui, and ask Ji Xiaofu for advice from time to time.

But Song Qingshu, under Zhang Wuji's best efforts to persuade him to stay, followed him in a state of wandering spirit, so he didn't have to hide in Tibet as before.The two of them gradually regained a lot of tacit understanding in the past.When Zhang Wuji encountered some intractable diseases while treating those people, he was able to give a lot of advice, which surprised Zhang Wuji—although most of the time he still had to ask Hu Qingniu for treatment methods.

Hu Qingniu's temper is weird, and he even threatened to never treat the famous and decent disciples.But there were many loopholes in his words, and he didn't say anything to death. Zhang Wuji asked Hu Qingniu for advice on every difficult medical case under the guise of being injured by a Mingjiao disciple.Hu Qingniu knew his intentions clearly, but he also taught him how to cure him.After five or six days like this, everyone's injuries are gradually healed.And with Song Qingshu not interfering, Zhang Wuji didn't deliberately become unfamiliar with Ji Xiaofu, and even had a pretty good relationship with Yang Buhui.

Waking up this morning, Zhang Wuji inspected everyone's injuries as usual, but found a faint layer of black air between Ji Xiaofu's brows, as if the injury had repeated itself, and the dispelled poisonous air burst out again, so he hurriedly took her pulse and told her to spit out , tuned in the 'Lily San', it turns out that the toxicity in the body is in full swing.Zhang Wuji was puzzled and went into the inner hall to ask Hu Qingniu for advice.Hu Qingniu sighed and said the cure.Zhang Wuji acted in accordance with the law, and it was effective, but it didn't take long for other people's wounds to go wrong.In the past few days, the injuries of the 15 people have been changing and changing. They have recovered [-]% of their lives, but they suddenly turned worse overnight.

Zhang Wuji didn't understand why, and when he asked Hu Qingniu, Hu Qingniu always said, "The injuries these people have suffered are extraordinary. If they can be cured with a single doctor, why come to Butterfly Valley and beg me so hard?" But Zhang Wuji felt that it was not so Simple.

That night, Zhang Wuji lay on the bed tossing and turning, and asked Song Qingshu: "Mr. Zhou, do you think this is quite strange? Repeated injuries are common, but not all 15 people are like this, let alone changing again and again." It's really strange to change."

Song Qingshu said: "It's really strange." After a pause, he finally couldn't bear it anymore and said to the young man, "You don't have to keep calling me 'Mr. Zhou', I was not that old when I died." I don't like it.

"Hey? Then what should I call you?" Zhang Wuji got up from the bed with a grunt, his eyes sparkling: "What is your name? You refused to tell me before!"

——Even now I am not going to tell you!Song Qingshu coughed dryly, and said: "The past is over, and I don't plan to use the old name again, you can do whatever you want! Didn't everyone call me an old ghost before?"

"Isn't that because you keep calling me kid?" Zhang Wuji muttered, pondered for a moment, and said, "The first time I met you was on a boat, and your surname is Zhou, why don't we call you Azhou?"

What kind of bad name is this?Song Qingshu was about to object, but saw Zhang Wuji shaking his head first: "No, no, the homonym of the surname is still a bit big or small. My mother said that I must be polite in dealing with people... um. Zhou... Zhou... I'm called Lanzhou How?" He said, looking at Song Qingshu expectantly.

"... Whatever you want!" Lan Zhou or something, at least sounds much better than the cat and dog-like "A Zhou".Song Qingshu acquiesced to this title, but he didn't know that the young man in front of him was also thinking in his heart: the old ghost and his senior brother have similar eyebrows and eyes, and their personality is also similar to the senior brother. Lan Zhou's treatment of Qingshu is really wonderful!

The author has something to say: Zhang Wuji: A nickname is the first step to get closer to each other!Although I prefer to call my brother.

Song Qingshu: Then stop calling!

Zhang Wuji: Then how?How can the person you like not have an exclusive title?Anyone can call you Qingshu or Senior Brother, only I can be called Lanzhou!

Song Qingshu: Say it as if it's such a nice nickname!