Yaozun

When I returned to the village, it had become a small home for wild animals.

Everyone cleaned up the house very much, and cleaned out many rats, snakes and insects, and there was a leopard as an extra meal.

Originally, she wanted to invite Fairy Chen to live in the biggest main house in the village, but Miss Chen refused directly, saying that she only wanted to live in Su Yao's house.

This is incredible. Everyone's eyes on Su Yao are full of wonder.

Su Yao can only dissuade this young lady who doesn't know the sufferings of the world: "Fairy, there is only one room in my house. If you live in it, wouldn't you let me take advantage of it?"

Chen Zi just smiled slightly: "Then Ayao, would you like to take advantage of this?"

"I don't want to," Su Yao resolutely refused, "The size of the house is directly related to the level of happiness. If you come, I won't be able to live well."

Chen Zi curled his lips: "I really don't feel pity at all, so why don't you live in the head office next door?"

Of course, Su Yao would not refuse. The villagers also generously vacated the room, and enthusiastically swept away the cobwebs and dust in it, even scraping off the moss on the window sill.

Ms. Chen lived in the past and refused other villagers' request to take care of her.

Su Yao was tired for a few days. When she returned home, she tidied up a little and then fell down on the low bed made of thatch like a salted fish.

The severed hand crawled to his side like a spider and squeezed his shoulder.

Su Yao said no at first, but after a while, it smells really good. This broken hand is really good, not inferior to professionals, as if it has been pinched countless times.

"But who are you?" Su Yao looked at it in confusion, "does it have any special relationship with me?"

The severed hand touched his head, exuding a sad breath, and wrote a few words in the air.

Su Yao can't read, and neither can the villagers.

However, the problem is not big.

He got up, took care of himself by the water tank, picked a few sour wild fruits, and went to find the beauty next door.

The door was not closed, and there was no curtain. Su Yao held a wooden plate and tapped on the door twice: "Miss Chen..."

"Just call me Azi." Chen Zi has changed into a simple white robe, his long hair is casually tied behind his back, and he is leaning against the window, reading an old thread-bound book. From the outside, it is obviously very simple The dirty house, but the man lived in a palace-like feeling.

This is not an illusion, I saw a bright pearl bigger than my own "flashlight" on the beam of the house emitting a gentle light, the ground and walls were covered with a layer of ice, clean and clear, and the unevenness of the soil could not be seen at all , the bed is gone, replaced by two futons exuding fragrance, together with the simple low table and the incense in the corner, the rural earthen house has been transformed into an excellent [-]-square-meter modern minimalist apartment.

"Mountain village, there's nothing good to entertain." Su Yao put down her things and said with concern, "It's been a few days. Is your injury better?"

"No," Chen Zi put down the book in his hand, and sighed, "The strength of the injury is too strange. In the past few days, not only has it not healed, but it has worsened."

Su Yao comforted: "There are still dozens of days, and monks will come to the village to collect cloud gold, which should solve your predicament."

Chen Zi snorted lightly: "You'd better not let them know about me, otherwise, the village might disappear."

Su Yao thought for a while: "You mean, they will kill people to silence them? Can't even your identity suppress them? "

"The mountains here are high and the emperor is far away. I'm hurt like this. What's the use of my identity? If they kill me and kill you, they can get rich overnight and get resources that they can't get in ten lifetimes," Chen Zi tsk He let out a half-smile, "I'm just asking if you're afraid?"

Su Yao is really a little scared, but he is also a little strange: "but, don't you have any confidants to ask for help, shouldn't you?"

Although he had only known her for a few days, he already felt that this girl was not a fool, but it had been a few days, and it was very unreasonable for no one to find her.

"This topic is more complicated," Chen Zi asked, "My surname is Chen. Are you interested in listening to the story of the royal family fighting in the Kingdom of Chen?"

Su Yao bowed her head humbly: "ah, this kind of family and country affairs, how can ordinary people like me listen to them?"

Chen Zi nodded: "So, I'll just take some time off... You don't have to keep glancing at the book in my hand, it's saved me, it's okay to teach you a few words."

Although I know this is a teenager's routine, but I don't wish to make a wish, so it's not a big problem.

Wait until he holds the boy's hair in his hand, and see if he doesn't cry at that damned hand!

……

Chen Zi's bracelet should have quite a lot of space, at least Su Yao's writing and literacy tools are arranged by him.

"What is circulated here is Jin French, and the fonts are mainly strong and dignified. They are used to engrave formations and amulets. There are endless mysteries, but unfortunately after the changes in the world, many characters lost their original functions and can only be written as ordinary characters." Chen Zi took out a pen and ink and put it on a low table, "Sit over a bit, and I will teach you how to hold a pen."

Su Yao then sat in front of Chen Zi, who held his right hand and wrote the first character.

"The word Nianyao is your name." Chen Zi whispered in the young man's ear, then glanced at the severed hand.

The fist of the severed hand hardened.

Su Yao learned very quickly, and wrote a character with almost the same strokes beside her.

Chen Zi was a little surprised: "It's not the first time you've written, isn't it? The brushwork is smooth and smooth, and it's smooth and fine. Although it's still young, it's like everyone else."

"This, I probably learned it in my previous life." Su Yao shook her head a little disappointed, "I remember this word, let's continue."

His calligraphy and painting are all taught by his father, alas, I am the only son of my father, I am not by his side, how sad it is for him to be alone...

Thoughtful, Chen Zi continued to teach him how to write. Su Yao learned very quickly. Basically, she had a good memory. After one day, she had memorized more than 300 words, and taught him until his stomach started growling.

Su Yao was a little embarrassed, and refused the girl's offer to drink Xianniang together, and went home to cook.

……

Cooking smoke curled up, and the small clay pot was bubbling with bubbles.

Crawling around with her broken hand, Su Yao said softly, "I've learned a few words. If you want to say something, just write it out and see if I can recognize it."

The severed hand seemed a little excited, its fingers trembled, and it quickly wrote three words on the ground, which happened to be common words used in today's teaching.

He knows it all.

But... Su Yao's pupils shrank slightly, and she fell into thinking.

Seeing that he didn't respond, his hand was a little anxious, poking his arm lightly and pointing at a few words.

Su Yao sighed slightly, held the broken hand: "this is a little embarrassing for me."

Because the broken handwriting is: called Daddy.

"In my heart, there is only one father. For the time being, I don't want to call someone else's father..." Su Yao said softly, "Maybe you are the father of this body, but it's not reasonable. You didn't show up for more than ten years, but let him I met."

The broken hand froze, and he erased the words in a fit of anger, and lay down on the corner of the wall.

"Don't be angry, I just need time to do a little mental construction." He also squatted in the corner, pinching the palm of his severed hand, "You are kind to me, I can feel it, thank you very much."

Broken Hand reluctantly clapped his hand away.

Su Yao then stopped talking.

The severed hand froze for a while, then reached out unwillingly and ruffled his hair.

Su Yao is a little bit disappointed. If the severed hand is really a relative of this body, then how much obsession does it have, so it doesn't want to rest in peace.

This is love.

Broken hand rubbed Su Yao's head hard, snapped his fingers again, leveled the ground, and quickly drew a star map on the ground.

Su Yao was stunned for a moment. This picture is much bigger than the previous one.

After watching for a while, he felt sleepy, but he still held on, watching while eating porridge with a bowl in his hand.

After seeing it, I couldn't help but fight with my eyelids, fell to the ground, and fell asleep.

The severed hand gently picked him up, put him on the bed, smoothed his hair, and then slowly floated to the next door, showing sharp claws.

But Ms. Chen in the next room just put down her book gracefully, resting her head in leisurely manner, her eyes were contemptuous: "You can kill me, but Ayao will be sad, after all, I'm his only friend."

Broken Hand: "..."

In its meager logic, it seems so.

Chen Zi then raised his chin in disapproval, "Then why are you still here, go out, or I'll scream."

The severed hand hesitated for a moment, sharpened its claws on the wall, and floated out.

Chen Zi snorted softly and breathed a sigh of relief. He sighed and opened his clothes, revealing the dark palm prints. Not only did the wound not heal, but there was a black breath spreading around.

"I've exhausted all the methods, and I can't remove it. It seems that I still have to find it."

……

When Su Yao woke up in the morning, she felt different again.

Last night, he had a dream. He dreamed that there was a vast sea of ​​stars, and there was a huge world roaming in it. The sky was round and the earth was surrounded by the sun, moon and stars...

After waking up, I feel refreshed, and the resolution of the world seems to have improved.

But, there seems to be something wrong with the eyes.

He saw an ordinary bird land on the window sill, and above the bird's head, there was a whiff of white air.

Is it astigmatism?

It shouldn't be, there is no computer here, and he didn't look at his phone in the dark.

So he went out of the room again and saw a group of children chasing and running in the village. These children also had white gas on their heads.

He turned around again, went to the neighbor's house to see Miss Chen——

Good guy, you don't need to look at it. The room where Ms. Chen is located exudes a strong purple aura. If ordinary people's heads are just a wisp of thin aura like light smoke, this girl's aura is like a house on fire, forming a purple aura. to the extent of a huge canopy.

He walked into the room curiously, and Chen Zi on the futon looked up at him, his eyes met, one was surprised, the other was a little helpless.

"The severed hand doesn't teach you common sense?" Chen Zi sighed, and threw him a hand mirror, "Look at yourself now."

Su Yao took a photo, and saw that in his eyes, there were several stars converging into a river, revolving around outside his pupils, full of strong anime style.

"If you were in the city, if you used the pupil technique to look at people casually, you would be poked in the eyes." Chen Zi shook his head and said, "It's a big taboo to explore the details of monks. You can control it before using it."

Of course Su Yao also understands, looking at the broken hand: "senior? This, how to cancel it?"

The severed hand froze in the air, cancel?

How can you find a hand to cancel, that's a matter of the brain!

It is not easy to write a legal decision.