[Yi Tian] Breaking the cocoon

Early this morning, Zhuo Shi nodded with satisfaction after taking Chen Yijian's pulse: "It's finally done. Qing Shu, you don't need to take medicine anymore from now on, are you happy?"

Chen Yijian cheered for a while, obviously the bitter medicine every morning and evening had tortured him a lot.At this time, the ban was finally lifted, and she almost jumped out of bed excitedly.Zhuo watched him fuss for a while with a smile, then raised his hand to hold his arm: "Okay! It's for your own good to let you take medicine. Be careful that others will laugh at you when they see this appearance."

Chen Yijian said coquettishly: "I don't only relax in front of your mother!"

Mrs. Zhuo liked him very much, shook his head, and suddenly remembered something: "By the way, don't be in a hurry to leave when you recover. Is your grand master's birthday coming soon? Wait for your mother to buy some decent birthday gifts for you. Take it with you, it will not be in vain to teach you like your great master."

Chen Yijian blinked: "Grand Master's birthday? Yes, it is true. What are you going to make?"

"You little idiot! If Mother doesn't mention it, I'm afraid I'll forget it?" Zhuo tapped his forehead, "Some things are already prepared, but there are still a few fresh ones, wait for Mother to go to the street Go and have a look, if there is a suitable one, buy it back."

"Okay!" Chen Yijian answered happily, but Song Qingshu at the side was like a thunderbolt, counting the days, today is the date when Zhuo's death went out.He anxiously circled around Zhuo Shi, trying to prevent his mother from going out, but just like before, Zhuo Shi couldn't see what he did.

So just like in his memory, Zhuo made some calculations about what he needed to prepare, and then planned to go out.Seeing her turning around to leave, Song Qingshu almost yelled, "Don't go!" before shouting, and suddenly heard the boy's voice overlapping with his: "Mother! Wait!"

Zhuo looked back in surprise, and saw Chen Yijian following in three steps at a time, and stretched out his hand to hold Zhuo's arm with a smile: "My son has been sick all this time, and he is bored in the room every day, and he is almost suffocating! My mother and I Let's go out for a stroll together! Or let me let the wind go!"

"You boy!" Zhuo scolded him with a smile, his tone was full of pampering and love, but he didn't object to Chen Yijian's words, allowing his son to make intimacy that was rarely seen before.In her memory, this child is always unsmiling, rigorous and upright just like his father, although well-behaved but difficult to get close to.But after this illness, her son's attitude towards his family was much closer, and she was very grateful for this.

Song Qingshu stared blankly at this scene, and suddenly felt a little gratitude to Chen Yijian in his heart.He was busy practicing kung fu in his previous life, and when his mother said that he was going to go out, he danced sword in the courtyard. Two hours later, he heard that his mother was hit by a startled horse in the street, and was carried back by his servants. Just in time to see her one last time.

This is the regret of Song Qingshu's life. His mother was knocked out of the house to buy a birthday gift for Tai Shifu. This reason once made him reluctant to return to Wudang. Although he knew it was just to vent his anger, it was not because he was too busy practicing martial arts and neglected his family. guilt.If his father hadn't come from the mountain later and slapped him awake, his future would have changed a long time ago.

And Chen Yijian is different from him, he is not a martial idiot, on the contrary, he enjoys the life of the young master, and he is very good at building a good relationship with relatives and friends around him.At this moment, he offered to accompany Zhuo to go out, which had already changed the "history" in his memory. Then, with him by his mother's side, maybe her mother could escape a catastrophe!

Thinking of this, Song Qingshu's dislike for Chen Yijian was instantly diluted by that kind of anticipation and happiness. He followed behind the two, watching the "mother and son" walking and chatting, and for the first time, he lost the annoyance he used to be angry with.

The two of them walked out of the gate of Zhuo's house together, and walked all the way towards the southern market. During the period, they bought some odds and ends. Song Qingshu was not interested in those small items, so he kept looking around, for fear that a startled horse would suddenly rush out of the next moment and do the same thing again. The mistakes of the previous life.

However, there are some things that cannot be seen without seeing them. After half an hour, two people and one ghost came to a jewelry booth. Zhuo called his son to stand still and bow his head to choose. He was fascinated by the sight when suddenly there was a commotion not far away. , seeing a horseman pulling a cart stand up, let out a neigh and gallop away, and rushed straight towards the direction where the two were!

"Be careful!!"

Song Qingshu and Chen Yijian shouted at the same time, Zhuo Shi was slow to react, but froze in fright.Before it was too late, Chen Yijian hugged Zhuo Shi violently and rolled to the side, knocking over the jewelry booth, narrowly dodging the iron hooves of the startled horse.The scattered metal jewelry scratched Zhuo's arm, and her face showed a painful expression, but compared with the result in Song Qingshu's memory, this small injury can be completely ignored.

The person who occupied his body saved his mother!

This cognition made Song Qingshu bitter, but he also had the joy of surviving after the catastrophe.He half-kneeled beside his mother, watching her sit up in shock, and went to help his son who was under him: "Qing Shu, how are you?"

Chen Yijian screamed, although he occupied Song Qingshu's body and "inherited" the body's own martial arts cultivation, it doesn't mean that he can command those kung fu like his arms, and he only relied on brute force to save people in an emergency, without the slightest Skills can be said, there is no less contusion this time.Finally, his body was strong, and he recovered after a while, and stood up following Zhuo's strength while smiling: "Mother, I'm fine, why are you..."

He suddenly stopped in the middle of his words, staring straight at Zhuo's injured arm, a large amount of blood was overflowing from the scratched wound, dyeing his sleeves dark red.Chen Yijian had a little-known problem: he was dizzy with blood, one or two drops or scratches were fine, but he couldn't stop his dizziness when he saw a lot of bleeding.Seeing Zhuo's wound at this moment, there was only the dark red in front of his eyes, after a breath or two, he suddenly rolled his eyes and passed out.

Song Qingshu was kneeling next to the two of them, and when he saw Chen Yijian's strange behavior, he felt a suction force before he could react, and the world spun for a while. When he opened his eyes again, he found that his perspective had changed. Zhuo Shi was watching anxiously. He: "Qingshu? Qingshu?"

Song Qingshu was stunned for a moment, then suddenly turned over and jumped up, looked at himself and at Zhuo Shi, and called out tentatively: "...Mother?"

Zhuo thought her son was asking if she was okay, so she pressed her injured arm with one hand, smiled and shook her head and said, "Mother is fine, it's just a small injury. Thanks to my son for responding in time, otherwise..." She recalled what happened just now, and her heart ached. It was also a moment of fear.

Song Qingshu was surprised and delighted, he came back!Back to his body!If it weren't for the public, he would have jumped up and cheered loudly, expressing his inner joy loudly.But right now the time and place are not right, he can only forcefully suppress the excitement in his heart, and stretch out his hand to help Zhuo Shi: "It's good that you are fine." Although he suppressed it repeatedly, the excitement in his voice is still unavoidable.When the outstretched fingers touched Zhuo's arm, they trembled slightly: this long-lost feeling of touching the real thing...

Zhuo didn't notice it, the mother and son got up together, at this time the frightened horse was also restrained, and fell to the ground with a loud hiss.The two looked around, and vaguely saw a few people standing there, the leader was about forty, and was withdrawing his hand, obviously he shot and killed the horse just now.Standing next to her was a seven or eight-year-old girl, who was obviously at the age of Aijiao, she had to keep a straight face, her eyes were agile, and she was not at all moved by the situation in front of her; What was there, Song Qingshu glanced at it and didn't pay attention, he helped his mother to walk two steps, suddenly felt something was wrong, and looked back again.

This glance allowed him to see clearly what that "thing" looked like, it was actually a small child.

"Qing Shu?"

Zhuo's doubtful inquiry suddenly came to his ear, Song Qingshu came back to his senses, stopped looking there, smiled at Zhuo and said: "I'm fine, mother, let's go back! Your wound needs to be treated quickly. "

Zhuo nodded. After this fright, she no longer wanted to continue shopping. She took out golden sore herbs from her purse and sprinkled them on the wound, and followed her son back.

When they arrived at Zhuo's house, the servants saw the two people in a state of distress, so they couldn't help but ask for help again.Song Qingshu accompanied Zhuo to the pharmacy, sniffing the fragrance of medicine in the air almost greedily. When he was a ghost, except for sight and hearing, all other five senses became very dull. He hadn't had this sense of being down-to-earth for a long time. .It wasn't until this moment that he really felt reborn, and his chest was filled with joy, but none of this was shared.Although he didn't know why he regained his body, or where Chen Yijian went, but the result was good.

Thinking of this, he suddenly thought of the previous task of "saving his mother", turned his back hastily, and quietly clicked on the task scroll while looking for medicine.Sure enough, the task was completed, and he took out the middle-level blood-enriching pill and handed it to his mother: "Mother, this is a tonic made by my teacher, try it."

"Okay." Zhuo smiled, without refusing, swallowed the pill, and his complexion improved almost immediately.After she finished treating the wound, she applied medicine to the scratches on Song Qingshu's body, and then she took her son's hand and talked about the scene of panic during the day.Song Qingshu listened patiently, he had never found his mother's nagging so pleasant.

On the contrary, Zhuo felt that his son had been too quiet since he came back, and thought that he was frightened by the accident, so after taking his pulse and confirming that there was no serious problem, he let him go.She was still in shock, and planned to rest for a while before talking.

Song Qingshu didn't want to wake her up, so he said goodbye and left.It was not easy for him to return to his own body, and he had to experience the joy of returning to this world.So this afternoon, everyone in the Zhuo family saw the young master walking around, contrary to his usual habits, as if he was curious about everything, strolling in the courtyard like a horse watching flowers, looking at this and touching that from time to time, and occasionally Standing somewhere in a daze, they only said that the young master was stimulated outside, so they didn't bother, and let Song Qingshu vent the joy in his heart.

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