What should I do if the salted fish cannon fodder mistakenly raised the villain as a cub?

"Master said, senior brother will not do this again in the future, and his health will get better and better!"

Yao Niangcao is the holy medicine for cutting scriptures and washing the marrow, no wonder it hurt him so much that he was dying.

After this encounter, isn't he going to be completely reborn.

In the original book, the original owner didn't need the Yao Niangcao until later in the disease, but after Yun Xuezun found it, both of them died before it was used.

Now because of this variable of his own, the original owner went offline early, and the relevant plots were also advanced.

"Then... where is Master now?"

"Master has returned to Yunyuan. It seems that he was injured and has already retreated."

"Brother, you should rest well first, and the master will tell you that you are not allowed to run around."

Song Xianzhi pursed his lips and said nothing.

He was indeed still sleepy.

"By the way, why didn't you see Zai Zai?" Usually the Xiao Zai would sleep on his stomach on the table at this time, but he was gone today.

"Zai Zai... Zai Zai has been away for two days..." Xiaohao said vaguely.

"Missing?!" Song Lianzhi straightened up after lying down halfway: "Cough cough cough, no, go find it quickly, there are noisy spirit beasts in the back mountain, he is so small, what if he is in danger? manage!"

"Hey! Don't move, brother, I'm already looking for it!" Xiao Hao quickly pressed Song Lianzhi who had turned over.

After comforting Song Xianzhi, Xiao Hao went out to help find Zai Zai.

Song Lianzhi lay on the bed, staring at the motionless Chengchen above his head.

When he thought that Zai Zai was gone, his heart seemed to be empty.

Although Zai Zai is not as caring as Jin Mao, and often bites and scratches him, Song Xianzhi still relies on him inexplicably.

The pictures of the previous relationship flooded up.

The more Song Xianzhi thought about it, the more sad he became, and finally the corners of his eyes were wet.

Suddenly, something touched his ear, fluffy.

Song Xianzhi turned his head in a daze, and saw the familiar little body through the curtain of tears.

Zai Zai was squatting next to his shoulder, looking down at him from a height, and his big tail was gently brushing against his ears, and then at the corners of his eyes and neck, as if silently comforting him.

"Cubs?"

Song Xianzhi's voice was still crying, the corners of his eyes and nose were flushed, and he looked pitiful.

Shen Duo's cold heart suddenly softened.

The force of the tail sweep became stronger.

Song Xianzhi suddenly felt the truth, and carefully carried the cub into his arms: "Where did you go!"

For the first time, Shen Duo didn't struggle and let him hold her.

After Song Xianzhi passed out that day, he rushed back to his residence and brought back the holy medicine for detoxification that he had obtained by accident.

When he came back, he saw that Yun Ling had already retrieved the Yao Niang Cao and was preparing a medicinal bath for Song Xianzhi.

Yun Ling recognized his real body, Shen Duo was afraid of being recognized by him, so he hid for the past two days.

In addition, his health has almost recovered this month, so he planned to leave immediately.But just now when he saw Song Xianzhi crying in front of the window, he walked over involuntarily.

This feeling is very strange, as if he doesn't hate him so much anymore.

Song Xianzhi wiped away his tears and sat up. To be honest, he felt that he was quite worthless, but he only dared to cry in front of such an incomprehensible cub.

After notifying Xiao Hao with the jade card, Song Xianzhi hugged the cub and fell asleep again.

This time, he slept very refreshed. It can be said that he had slept the most comfortably since he came here for more than a month.

The pup was still asleep when he woke up.

Song Xianzhi got up quietly, feeling that the pain and fatigue all over his body had completely receded, his energy channels were unblocked, and he felt refreshed.

As expected of the legendary holy medicine, it repaired his body so quickly.

Song Xianzhi released his divine sense to see for himself, but was surprised to find that he had broken through to the Nascent Soul stage.

A shrunken version of himself was lying quietly in his sea of ​​consciousness.

The monks in the Nascent Soul stage will give birth to their own Nascent Soul, which looks the same as themselves, but only one finger tall.After reaching the void stage, a void space will be formed in the abdomen to store important items.

These are also the two realms with the greatest span during the monk's practice.

The Nascent Soul can be used to detect information, protect oneself, etc. It is also of great benefit to train one's own Nascent Soul well.

Song Xianzhi squatted down and poked Xiao Yuanying's buttocks.

Little Yuan Ying was wearing purple-gray clothes of the same color as him, and was sleeping soundly. After being poked, he just raised his fleshy little hand to scratch.

Song Xianzhi laughed out loud, and gently turned the villain whose back was facing him over.

This turn made him stunned.

If it weren't for this Nascent Soul sleeping in his sea of ​​consciousness and wearing the same clothes as him, he would have suspected that this little guy was someone else's Nascent Soul.

It's not his fault for thinking like this, it's really because this guy looks so unlike himself.

With exquisite eyebrows and eyes, even if he is juvenile, he can be seen as a little beauty.

The small mouth is slightly open, dripping with water, and the long eyelashes cast a light shadow on the snow-white face, which is so cute.

If he could really grow up like this, Song Xianzhi felt like he would wake up laughing from his dream.

His appearance in modern times was not bad, but he couldn't compare with people in this world.

Now he has a consumptive face again, it's not bad if he doesn't scare people to death.

I didn't expect my Nascent Soul to be so cute, who would believe it!

Little Yuanying finally woke up under Song Yanzhi's ruthless manipulation, rubbed his eyes in a daze, and made a few small milking sounds.

"Hello!" Song Xianzhi greeted him stupidly with his eyes bent.

Xiao Song Xianzhi also bent his eyes: "Hello!"

Song Xianzhi: "..."

Well, he was stupid.

The Nascent Soul was originally a miniature body of the cultivator's own soul. Generally speaking, this guy was himself.

No matter what moves Song Xianzhi made, the other party would follow him.

He has just reached the Nascent Soul stage, and he still can't concentrate on mastering the Nascent Soul.

Song Xianzhi studied it for a while, and after finding it meaningless, he withdrew his consciousness.

It was getting late outside the window, Song Xianzhi sat for a while, opened the door and walked to the small kitchen.

The night wind was blowing coolly on her body, and it looked like it was going to rain again.

Passing through the corridor, the lights in the small kitchen were on, and the orange light passed through the window paper and fainted on the ground.

A strong smell of Chinese medicine wafted out of it.

Song Xianzhi immediately pinched his nose and pushed open the door.

Xiao Hao was sitting in front of the low stove lighting the fire, shaking the cattail fan from time to time, wiping the dirty floor with her small face.

The jar above the fire was bubbling black with blisters.

"Xiao Hao, are you sick?" Song Xianzhi asked in a muffled voice.

"so bitter!"

I almost suffocate when I pinch my nose. As a person who doesn’t even take Western medicine and survives illnesses by force, Chinese medicine is simply a nightmare.

"Brother? Are you awake?"

"I'm not sick. This is the medicine given to you by Chonglouge. They say you need to nourish your body. Drinking medicine is better than taking pills." Xiao Hao grinned.

"Brother, wait, the medicine will be ready soon!" Xiao Hao wiped off his sweat, then turned his head and continued to boil the medicine.

"Give it to me?!" Song Xie's voice was broken.

"No, Xiao Hao, listen to me, there are still some pills in the room, I'll just take those, let's not boil the medicine..."

Xiao Hao didn't turn his head back, leaving him with a cold head: "Brother, you can't do it, even the master has to listen to what the doctor says."

Song Xianzhi looked at the pitcher of black juice, smelled the pungent smell, and felt nauseated.

Immediately, he didn't want to eat anymore, so he turned his head and hid in the house.

After a while...

"Brother, it's time to take medicine!"

Xiao Hao knocked on the door and shouted.

Song Zhizhi shivered, tucked his head into the quilt, and remained silent.

Xiao Hao didn't hear a response, so she pushed the door open and walked in.

The strong smell of medicine stretched out like a hand, grabbing Song Xianzhi's nose.

"Brother? Are you asleep?" Xiao Hao lowered her voice and put the medicine bowl in her hand on the table.

Song Xianzhi pretended to be dead and remained motionless.

"Brother, the medicine is already ready, and it has been chilled. It is delicious. You should hurry up and drink it."

Xiao Hao stretched out his hand to pull the quilt, and when he sensed the obstruction, he knew that Song Xianzhi was not asleep.

The word "senior brother", which sounds very appropriate on weekdays, is now like a life-seeking talisman.

Song Xianzhi hid under the quilt and bit his fingers, his body firmly pressed against the corner of the quilt.

"Senior brother..." Song Xianzhi suddenly called out before the little good words were finished.

"Ah!" The little finger was bitten unexpectedly, and Song Xianzhi turned over and sat up in pain.

Seeing the culprit squatting under the blanket, Song Zhizhi was angry: "Zai Zai, why are you with him!"

Song Xianzhi blew on his fingers, and a bowl of medicine was handed to his mouth.

Shen Duo rested his chin on his paws, still expressionless, but a big tail was sweeping unconsciously behind him, showing his good mood.

"Xiao Hao, after taking Yao Niangcao, I'm completely healed, I really don't need to drink any more medicine..."

Song Xianzhi was still struggling, he slid down and pulled the quilt to cover his mouth, only showing a pair of pleading eyes.

"Good medicine tastes bitter and is good for the disease, brother."

Xiao Haoxiao, who is already familiar with this move against him, is very calm: "Brother, it's no use pretending to be pitiful, get up and drink!"

Although Zai Zai didn't express it, he should have agreed. With a flick of his big tail, the quilt on Song Xianzhi's body flew out directly.

Song Xianzhi: "..."

Are spirit beasts so powerful?

Violence!

Being stared at by one person and one cub, Song Xianzhi could only feel impotent and furious in his heart, and in the end he had no choice but to compromise.

He squeezed his nose and swallowed the medicine in one breath.

"so bitter!"

It was a hundred times more bitter than the smell, Song Lianzhi directly masked the pain, and retched a few times in succession.

"Senior brother, candied fruit." Xiao Hao took out the prepared candied fruit and put it in Song Xianzhi's hands.

It wasn't until the sweet and sour taste filled his mouth that Song Xianzhi felt better.

"By the way, Xiaohao, I plan to go to the task department to pick up a task tomorrow, and I will go on a long trip in a few days."

The dungeon of Jinshui Village will be opened in the next two days, and he has to get the mission card first.

"What mission? Is it dangerous? Can't I go?"

Xiao Hao also heard the conversation between him and Yan Shu that day.

Song Xianzhi thought about it, he knew part of the plot, so it shouldn't be dangerous.

"It's not very dangerous, but you can't accept the task yet, stay at home and wait for me to come back, and take care of Zai Zai and Dragon Egg by the way."

"What about the strict technique?"

"The place he went to was his hometown, he probably wants to go back and have a look..."

"Oh……"

"Okay, go back and rest, you have morning class tomorrow."

After Xiao Hao left, Song Xianzhi held the cub to take a bath, and then lay down on the bed to carry out routine work.

After reading the book in the middle of the night, he didn't feel sleepy yet, full of energy.

Song Xianzhi felt that he finally looked like a monk now.

Unable to fall asleep and having nothing else to do, Song Xianzhi had no choice but to try to settle down.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the little Nascent Soul also sat up and practiced face to face with him.

When Song Xianzhi was in a coma before, he also vaguely received some memories of the original owner, and the exercises were drawn out immediately.

After practicing a few pages of mental methods for stabilizing the mind, Song Xianzhi was able to separate a part of his mind into the Nascent Soul.

Little Nascent Soul no longer simply imitated his movements.

What's even more amazing is that Song Xianzhi can feel that the other party is himself.

All the feelings of the other person can be conveyed to him, but two people can have completely different reactions to the same thing.

It was as if Song Xianzhi had made one decision and another at the same time.

After practicing the mental technique, Song Xianzhi dug out from his ring the small popular science picture book he had bought at Fanghuazhai, flipped through it, and found the description about Yuanying.

It said above that the Nascent Soul is the epitome of the Primordial Spirit of a monk. When a powerful attack is received, the Nascent Soul can block part of the damage for the monk.

But if it exceeds the tolerance range and the Nascent Soul is broken, it is tantamount to hurting the Nascent Spirit. If it is light, the cultivation base will be destroyed, and if it is serious, it will be stupid.

In other words, Nascent Soul is as important as Jindan, if it is broken, it is almost impossible to reshape it.

In the depths of the ring, there are also some cheat books collected by the original owner.

Song Xianzhi chose a book that specialized in the Nascent Soul stage, and started to practice with concentration.

Strengthening the Nascent Soul is, in a certain sense, strengthening the Nascent Soul, which is beneficial to life preservation.And everything that is conducive to successfully surviving in this world, Xianyu Song Xianzhi is willing to work hard for it.

The time of immersion in cultivation passed quickly, and soon, the sky was bright.

Song Xianzhi stretched his waist, and felt that he became much lighter after practicing.

Perhaps it was because of the remaining medicinal properties of the Yaoniang grass, he practiced faster, and he was almost able to manipulate the Nascent Soul proficiently, but he was not yet able to let him out.

"Zai Zai, I'll go to the mission department and I'll be right back, you just stay here." Song Xianzhi stroked the cub's tail, squinting his eyes in satisfaction.

The rain didn't come down last night, so today's sky is a bit gloomy.

The mission department is not too big, it only has an open hall, the door is shaped like a ladybug's wings, and it is opened to the sides.

There are a row of elevated shelves in the hall, and some signs of different colors are hung on the elevated shelves one by one.

There were too many signs, so Song Xianzhi didn't look carefully, and asked the disciples on duty directly.

There are two disciples sitting behind the semi-circular long table, busy sorting the task cards.

Song Lianzhi tapped his finger on the table: "Excuse me, I have a task."

The two disciples were busy without raising their heads: "Find it yourself, busy!"

"I found you because it was hard to find. Isn't that what your mission is?"

"You!" One of the disciples looked up, with two huge dark circles under his eyes, very annoyed.

But when he saw Song Xianzhi's face clearly, he swallowed the second half of the words in his mouth, and changed it into one sentence: "What are you looking for?"

Song Xianzhi smiled: "Trouble, Jinshui Village commission, red card."

Hearing what he said, the disciple looked a little weird, but he still carried out the method honestly and summoned the corresponding sign. He put his hands together and separated, and then separated a copy and handed it to Song Lianzhi: "Hey, this is the brocade card. Those in the water village will raise one hundred thousand Lingshi coins."

Song Yanzhi took the sign and looked at it, nodded and said, "Thank you..."