The villain is ill

Although Chu Mo was young, he had read some enlightenment books in the Chu family in the early years, and he could read a lot of characters, but he had no idea about the plot and the book-walker that Yang Jinxiu was talking about.

Literally, it seems that someone has entered the story of the story.

Is the change he mentioned related to him?

After thinking about it, Chu Mo became confused and fell asleep.

Since that day, Chu Mo has lived in Yang's house, and Yang Jinxiu has been by Chu Mo's side every day, greeting and taking care of him attentively, acting like a big brother, and Mrs. Yang, the boss of Yang, praised him for being grown up and sensible.

When it comes to spring, the ice melts and the snow melts.

Early in the morning, when Chu Mo went out, he saw Yang Jinxiu holding a piece of bamboo and fiddled with it in the yard. It turned out that a few sprouts came out from the cracks in the bluestone floor tiles.

"Brother is up, are you feeling better? Does it still hurt?" Seeing Chu Mo, Yang Jinxiu laughed so hard that he couldn't see his teeth, threw the bamboo slices and stood up to help him, "Why do you want to go out today? What do you want to eat? Ring the bell Just call me brother, don’t freeze in the beginning of spring.”

Chu Mo nodded to Yang Jinxiu, raised his finger to the few buds he had just fiddled with, showing a questioning expression.

Yang Jinxiu chuckled, "It's amazing! These are the beans I accidentally sprinkled in last winter, and they have grown bean sprouts." As he said, he took off his cloak and put it on Chu Mo, "Go back to the room quickly, After a while, the wind blows and I catch a cold again."

Chu Mo was half-hugged and half-pushed into the house. Yang Jinxiu was still worried, and went to add some charcoal to the stove, "Mother made soup this morning, and I'll bring it to you."

Speaking of Yang Jinxiu rushed out, and did not forget to close the door to prevent the cold wind from blowing in, Chu Mo tilted his head and looked at the door with some doubts in his eyes.

In the past few months, Yang Jinxiu didn't mention any words about the book runner and the plot, as if what Chu Mo heard that day was just a hallucination in his confusion.

Not long after, Yang Jinxiu came in with a large bowl of angelica black chicken soup, which contained at least half a bowl of meat. Mrs. Yang knew that Chu Mo's internal organs were damaged and he couldn't eat meat, so Yang Jinxiu probably scooped it up by himself. In front of him, "Little brother, hurry up and drink soup. Dad said, when you are better, take us to fly a kite."

Chu Mo picked up the chicken with a saucer and pushed it in front of Yang Jinxiu, beckoning him to eat. After taking a few sips of the soup, he couldn't help coughing twice.

Yang Jinxiu pulled the meat into his mouth sullenly, but he didn't have to force Chu Mo to eat it.

After dinner, Yang Jinxiu sneaked into the front shop and asked Boss Yang, who was kneading dough, "Father, when will my brother get better?"

Hearing this, Boss Yang's hands paused, and he smiled, "Come on, didn't Dr. Hu come to see you yesterday? He said that we were well nursed, but after all, we were pulled back from the gate of hell, and we still have to take care of the nurses." In a few months, Lixia will almost recover."

"Oh." Yang Jinxiu looked at the drawer of buns left on the table, "Do you still eat buns at noon? I don't want to eat buns anymore, I want to eat meat."

"Isn't there meat in the meat buns? Pick what you can eat." Boss Yang scolded with a straight face, "Hurry up and play with my brother, he is bored in the room alone."

"Okay." Yang Jinxiu is a man of current affairs. Seeing Boss Yang's serious face, he knew that the protest was invalid. He shrugged and walked to the backyard.

The small yard is not big, and there are only four rooms in total. Yang Jinxiu’s room in the north of the center was vacated to Chu Mo. Yang Jinxiu now lives in the utility room on the west side. There is a small firewood room next to the utility room, and the other is bigger. The east room is the bedroom of Mrs. Yang and Boss Yang.

There is a small back door next to the firewood room, which is used to carry firewood in, and it is usually closed.

Yang Jinxiu opened the door valve with his feet, and carefully opened the door inward.

"Squeak... quack..."

A long and ear-piercing sound of rubbing resounded in the small courtyard, and at the same time, there was a door opening sound from behind.

Yang Jinxiu shivered in fright, shrunk his shoulders and turned around with a smile, and was asking his mother to give him a light sentence, but found that it was Chu Mo standing by the door looking at him, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and patted his chest, "Brother, you scared me. "

Chu Mo blinked and looked towards the half-open back door.

"I'm going out for a while, don't tell your parents, I'll be back in half an hour at most, and I'll bring you candied haws." Before Chu Mo nodded, he pushed his chubby body out of the door He ran out without looking back, even forgetting to close the door.

Chu Mo walked slowly into the yard and reached out to push the open door.

This door has been around for some years, and the connecting valve has long been worn out. It took a lot of effort for Yang Jinxiu to open it, not to mention that Chu Mo was seriously injured, and he was out of breath after walking two steps.

"What is Momo doing here?"

The voice of inquiry came from behind, Chu Mo stared at the motionless wooden door, withdrew his hand, and turned around to see Mrs. Yang coming out of the kitchen with a plate of snacks.

"How did this door open? The wind is so strong?" Mrs. Yang was a little anxious, and rushed to the door in three steps at a time. She raised her hand, and the door closed with a bang.

"Click."

Looking at the door, which was taller than himself and firmly closed, Chu Mo looked innocent.

Mrs. Yang is as fat as Yang Jinxiu. Except for Boss Yang, she is very kind at other times. She holds the plate in one hand and leans over to hold Chu Mo's hand. I specially made jujube cake, Mo Mo must eat an extra piece, unfortunately, there is no meat on my face."

With Mrs. Yang's kindness, Chu Mo only ate half of the pastry, and couldn't eat any more.

Mrs. Yang didn't say anything, and left him two yuan to eat when he was hungry, and went out to wipe away tears secretly, "This child, why is his life so hard?"

With Chu Mo's hearing ability, he heard Mrs. Yang's emotions, and he didn't feel that his life was miserable. Now, he doesn't regret escaping from the cloaked man.

They just don't know if Qin Yuan and the others are dead or alive.

He remembered that at that time Qin Yuan said he was going to the east, and he had inquired about the journey, and the only fairy gate in the east was Tianxuan Gate.If he is still alive, maybe he can be found at Tianxuanmen.

Although they didn't get along for a long time, Chu Mo still remembered the hands that put him in the tree hole.

He wants to go to Tianxuanmen.

In the past few years, I came here intermittently, always heading east, and the mausoleum city is already very close to Tianxuanmen.

But no matter how close it was, it was not something a seven-year-old boy like him could walk over.

What's more, now that his body is at the end of his strength, he can't even get out of this courtyard, let alone another city?

unless……

Yang Jinxiu, who found nothing but candied haws, was shut outside the door and dared not speak. When he climbed over the wall and came in, he was found by Boss Yang. He chased him and beat him. He cried and vowed not to run around again, so he was temporarily let go. .

Sobbing and clutching his ass, he limped back to the yard. Yang Jinxiu took out a bunch of candied haws from his chest. Because he was hiding in hiding just now, the pole was broken, and a few candied haws fell into his clothes and were crushed. It's too sticky, it's sticky and sticky.

Looking at the disfigured candied haws in grief, Yang Jinxiu hesitated for a long time before pushing open the door of Chu Mo's room, and was about to tell him how difficult the remaining half-bunch of candied haws was, when he suddenly froze.

Chu Mo was leaning halfway on the bed, his face was pale, but his lips were stained red with blood, and there were orangutan blood on his chest and pillow. He was closing his eyes and not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Yang Jinxiu froze on the spot, with a blank expression, opened his mouth and shouted for a long time, but he couldn't make a sound.

After a while he came back to his senses, threw himself to the edge of the bed in a few steps, leaned on Chu Mo, stretched out his hand to check his breathing, found that he was still breathing, he was slightly relieved, straightened his body and lay down, covered the quilt, and immediately He strode out of the room, "Father, father! Call the doctor quickly! My brother vomited blood!"

Boss Yang was selling steamed stuffed buns. Hearing this, he didn't care about collecting money, so he left the customers and rushed out.

Mrs. Yang ran out of the room cursing, "Your father just beat you, you can hate your father, but you can't make fun of your brother." Then she entered the room, "What's going on? Why did you vomit blood after all the trouble? ?”

"I don't know either. I just came in to deliver candied haws to my brother, and I saw him vomit blood." Yang Jinxiu replied without turning his head.

Madam Yang lowered her head and saw the candied haws that had been trampled on the ground a few times and were so rotten that she couldn't see the original shape. She couldn't help but get angry, "Can you give these things to your brother?"

"Isn't this not finished? I think he takes medicine all day long, and his mouth must be bitter, so I want to bring him a candy..." Yang Jinxiu said, his voice became smaller and smaller, "How is it possible? Isn't the protagonist Is it the law of immortality? How could something happen? Could it be because the plot has changed?"

At this moment, Boss Yang brought Dr. Hu back. Dr. Hu was carrying the medicine box on his back. He almost broke his leg. When he was pushed to sit on the bed, he screamed to run slowly. When he recovered, he was about to accuse Boss Yang. , saw Chu Mo covered in blood, and quickly reached out to feel his pulse.

After several months of treatment, Chu Mo's hand has basically recovered. The tender flesh growing on the fingertips used to be a cluster of pink, but now it is pale, and the pale wrist is thin and small, as if under the hands of Doctor Hu at any time. Will break and appear extra fragile.

After examining the pulse for a long time, Dr. Hu slowly withdrew his hand and shook his head.

Boss Yang stepped forward, "How is it?"

Doctor Hu just shook his head.

"Old Hu, you should explain clearly, what do you mean by shaking your head?" Boss Yang was anxious, "I said it was fine the day before yesterday, why can't it work today?"

"The organs are out of balance, and I'm dying. I'm hopeless."

Dr. Hu picked up the medicine box again, and was pulled back by Boss Yang with one hand. He staggered and sat back on the couch, fell into a blindfold, and became a little angry, "Oh! How many times have I said it before you understand? Last time He is lucky to be able to come back from the gate of hell, and if he wants to be cured now, it is absolutely impossible unless a god descends from the earth!"

After Dr. Hu left, the room fell silent, only the sound of Mrs. Yang sobbing and wiping away her tears from time to time.

"Fairy, fairy, fairy!" Yang Jinxiu turned around twice, "Father, mother, I want to take my brother to find the fairy!"