benefactor, i'll save you

Ji Hetu didn't know what he couldn't get what he asked for, which led to obsession and demons.There have been ten years of gaps in his memory, from the birth of the inner demon to the elimination of the inner demon all happened in this decade.Strangely, no one knows what and who his inner demons are and who helped him get back on track.

It's like having a dream, a dream for ten years, waking up and forgetting what the dream was, and everything remains the same.

If Ji Hetu hadn't left him a secret letter, stating that he had been possessed by a demon, he wouldn't have known about it.

I don't remember anything else, and I didn't mention it in the letter. I'm afraid it's not a good thing, so I think it's better to forget it.

【Sometimes I always feel that your personality has changed suddenly. Now I understand, it turns out that you have a disease. 】

"Yeah, yeah, heart disease, maybe I'm blind and secretly in love with someone, and I'm sick because I can't chase after him. It's kind of touching to think about it. I must be very difficult to cure when I'm sick."

The heart demon can be regarded as the ultimate version of the heart disease. Ji Hetu thinks that he is a vivid metaphor, and he has absolutely no intention of hiding it.

[I will treat patients more generously, be careful of recurrence of old diseases. 】

"No." Ji Hetu gave Chengan Chengle the positioning formula, and said casually, "I'm still busy saving people, and I don't have time to get sick."

Cheng An's face was pale, and he asked uneasily, "Is Daddy sick?"

"Good morning, don't worry. You have a locating formula on your body, Daddy will find you soon, Cheng An, don't be afraid, be a brave brother."

Cheng An nodded vigorously, "Yeah." With his father around, he is not afraid, he still has to protect his younger brother.

[The next plane, you will exist in a very interesting form, I wish you a pleasant journey. 】

The third plane world, the overall setting is similar to the previous plane, but it is a hidden supernatural plane. Let's put it this way, this plane has ghosts.

Ji Hetu can now use part of his mana. Although it is limited to below the maximum value, it also means that he is a man standing at the top - he represents the peak power of this plane world.Oh, and there is another immortal who insists on doing damage, who should be at the same level as him.

Ji Hetu is not worried about the safety of his benefactor for the time being, after all, the task of that naughty fairy is to destroy the fragments.

The soul fragments will gradually wear out in repeated reincarnations until they disappear, which is a long process.

There is only one quickest way to destroy the fragments of the soul, and that is to make the benefactor feel desperate, desperate enough to voluntarily destroy and refuse to reincarnate.This belongs to the spiritual category, and it will not be completed for a while.Therefore, the benefactor is not in danger of life at present.

[Wish: Live like an ordinary person and do what you like. 】

The wish of the benefactor can explain some things. He is very likely to have talents different from ordinary people, such as yin and yang eyes.It is not difficult to realize the wish, the yin and yang eyes can be sealed, and Ji Hetu understands this kind of small magic.

Ji Hetu now feels that the way he exists is really interesting...

Ji Hetu lowered his head and spread out his translucent palms to appreciate it carefully.He now belongs to the "ghost" of this supernatural plane, and without yin and yang eyes, he cannot be seen.

"Benefactor, here I come again—"

It was Xiao Cheng'an who found Qing Ming faster than Ji Hetu. When he teleported out, he happened to see his father with a cold face, fighting in the alley opposite, and throwing his schoolbag beside the trash can.

The sudden appearance of Cheng An did not attract anyone's attention. This is also the function of the rules, allowing him to integrate into this plane.

Qing Ming was alone, but there were five opponents. In a fight, Qing Ming would always suffer. No matter how hard he struck, he was still just a 15-year-old boy who had been fighting since childhood.

Naturally, Cheng An would not just watch his father being beaten, he rushed forward like a small cannonball, and helped Qing Ming fight in groups.

Inexplicably joining a helper, Qing Ming was stunned for a moment, and his chest was kicked.His temper came up again, regardless of the helper who came halfway, he raised his fist and continued to fight.

Cheng An is a cub of the Yaozu. Although Ji Hetu didn't have time to teach him spells, the body of the Yaozu is naturally strong.Even though he was still a cub, he couldn't be put down casually.

With Cheng An's help, the situation reversed, and the two gradually gained the upper hand. When the five found that they couldn't beat Qing Ming and Cheng An, they opened their mouths and ran away in a hurry.

Qingming picked up the schoolbag, it was dirty and torn, but Qingming calmly carried it as if he didn't see it.

"Thank you." Without this strange boy rushing out, he would definitely be beaten again.

Cheng An blushed, he hesitated and said: "Father, you are welcome... Cheng An should help..."

Qingming frowned, where is the fool?How could he have such a big son?

"I'm not your father."

Cheng An's big black and white eyes immediately filled with tears, silently accusing Qing Ming.Father, he doesn't want Cheng'an anymore, Cheng'an is an obedient cub, and the fights are all for his father... The more he thinks about it, the more wronged he is, Cheng'an's tears flow like he doesn't want money.

Qing Ming: "..."

Although this fool has a hole in his head, I always feel uncomfortable when I let him cry.

"Don't cry, if you don't care about yourself, call it whatever you want." Anyway, it wasn't him who was in the wrong.

Cheng An's tears stopped suddenly, and he smiled through his tears, showing a mouthful of small white teeth.

This idiot is quite cute, Qing Ming secretly thought that it would be nice if he had a son who looked like this in the future.Forget it, what are you thinking about, he won't live to that day at all.

Eyes dimmed, Qing Ming sized up the little fool in front of him, he should be a young master from a good family, looking at his skin and tender flesh.Maybe he got lost, take him to the police station, the young master had better go home, so as not to look for his father everywhere.

"Follow me and take you home."

Cheng An shook his head, "Father, our home is too far away. Daddy said that he can't go back for the time being. I want to follow you. Daddy will come to find us soon." He still has Daddy's locating formula on him, so he won't lose it. of.

"I don't have money to support you." After Qing Ming escaped from that dark orphanage, she had exhausted her strength to feed herself and go to school.He has no ability to raise another half-grown boy, and he is still a young master who has never worked.

"Money? Father, I have money." Chengan was elated, took out his wallet from his pocket, opened it, and there was a neat stack of banknotes and cards.

Ganqing is still a rich young master...

"Are you really not going home?"

"No return."

"Then you live with me for the time being, and if you can't go on, you want to go home."

"Cheng An likes to live with his father, father, and younger brother."

"Who is daddy?"

Cheng An blushed again, this time from embarrassment.

"Daddy is father's lover." Really, he had to explain this as a cub, he was super shy.

Qing Ming's feet slipped all of a sudden, almost throwing herself to the ground.

What, a fool is a fool, how can he have a lover.No, he wasn't the little fool's father at all.

The faint joy in his heart disappeared, and Qing Ming returned to his former peace. He had no son or lover, only a little fool who was picked up halfway.

Cheng An didn't know that he had become a little fool in his father's eyes, otherwise he would turn into a crybaby again.

Qing Ming really took the little fool to school, he didn't have a deskmate, and the empty seat happened to be for the little fool.

The people in the class are no strangers to the scars on Qingming's face. This weird orphan is always treated as a punching bag, with new and old injuries.

The focus of everyone's attention was on Cheng'an. The clothes didn't have any brand, but the tailoring and workmanship and texture were very good. I guess the conditions at home were not bad.

"Qing Ming, is that a new classmate?" Someone couldn't help asking, out of curiosity, the newcomer and Qing Ming didn't look like the same kind of people.

"No, I picked it up next to the trash can." The voice was steady, Qing Ming was really a little fool who picked it up near the trash can.

"Father..." Cheng An was a little uneasy, pulled Qing Ming's schoolbag strap, and called in a low voice.

"It turned out to be a brain problem."

"No wonder, even if you recognize your father, you don't know how to recognize a rich man, haha."

……

The little fool was not angry, but Qing Ming was a little annoyed, and was about to speak out to refute, but held back again.

Didn't he care about this little fool? It's not worth it. He should continue to be a transparent person, whatever others say.

"Father, it will be all right when Daddy arrives. Daddy has money." In Cheng An's eyes, Daddy with powerful mana is omnipotent and everything will be fine.

"Yeah." When the little fool's parents find him, he won't have to wear the little tail.

The class went on as usual, and the teacher didn't drive Cheng An back, but let him listen to the lecture seriously with other students.

As I get older, I like teaching students more and more. Those bright and clear eyes are full of hope for the future.

"This question, Qing Ming, you can answer it." She selected the top student and looked at him with encouraging eyes.

Qing Ming has good grades, but she doesn't fit in well, but that's no wonder.It's not easy for an orphan to make a living and study at the same time. She will try her best to help him get this year's scholarship and bursary.

I hope this student will continue to maintain his enthusiasm for learning, get along well with his classmates, and make two or three good friends.

Qing Ming walked to the podium, picked up a piece of chalk, and started to answer the questions on the blackboard.After a while, half of the blackboard was filled with writing, and the answer was solved.

Cheng An stood upright at the bottom, watching his father write the answers carefully, without blinking his big eyes.

My father is really good. He can write a lot of formulas without even turning the pages of the book, and the calculations are still done by mouth.He couldn't do it anymore, he couldn't understand what the teacher said, math was too difficult.

Perhaps Cheng An is a suitable cub for studying literature.

"The answer is correct, and the answering process is very detailed. Student Qing Ming did a very good job. Please give me some applause."

Among those who applauded, that little fool was the one who put in the most effort, with a proud face on his face, as if he was the one who solved the problem.

Qing Ming couldn't explain how he felt, but he really wanted to touch the little fool's brain, tell him not to slap his hands red, and give him another candy.

"I don't think I really see him as my own child?" As soon as the thought appeared, Qing Ming killed it.It's absolutely impossible for him to have such a big son, probably infected by the stupidity of the little fool.