Back to the Future Sword of Sichen

The old man put down his pen and stared at the hazy rain scene outside the window. Qu has been following him for some time (three weeks), and he taught her the "Thousand-Character Classic" and "Three-Character Classic". She is quite smart and lives up to her auspicious name - she can already read a thousand characters and understands the most basic principles - For example, if you have to pay for a meal, you should write it down when others help you, so that you can help others when they need help in the future.

Qu shouted from the next room at the top of his lungs: "Master! The medicine jar is open!"

The old man left his seat and went to the next door. As soon as you enter the door, you can smell the strong fragrance of medicinal materials. There are many medicine grinders, iron grinding boats, medicine pounding jars, and medicine cabinets placed against the wall - with stickers that can drive away insects and keep them dry. Talisman.

The old Taoist raised his hand and flicked his fingers, and a flash of white light fell into the medicine jar that was foaming.

Soon, the red-hot part at the bottom of the medicine jar cooled down due to the high temperature, and the whole jar made a "sizzling" sound, and white gas kept coming out.

After waiting for a while, the old man opened the lid of the medicine jar, and a strong medicinal fragrance filled the whole room. Qu subconsciously wiped away the non-existent saliva from the corner of his mouth.

"Master, what is the name of this medicine?" Qu asked curiously.

The old Taoist twirled his beard and thought for a long time, then said, "I'll tell you in three days."

Qu scratched his head, not sure why. I thought to myself that Master is really strange and sometimes does things mysteriously.

The old Taoist shook the whisk and the medicine jar immediately floated, and then poured the liquid inside into a porcelain bowl.

After the liquid cooled down and turned into jelly, Lao Dao put the medicine into a wooden box and handed it to Qu.

The old Taoist asked: "I walked around this gold market with you a few days ago. Do you know most of the districts and streets by heart?"

Qu nodded, "Yeah, I remember everything!"

The old Taoist smiled happily and said, "That's very good. You can send this medicine to the residence of the 25th household on Changfeng Street, where I told you Sister Song lives."

Remember, don't lose this box and don't scatter the medicine inside. "

"Qu remember~ Master, I'm leaving!" Qu waved to the old man in the house and ran out of the yard like a gust of wind.

"Oh, that's really fast." The old Taoist looked at Qu who had already run into the street, "He is indeed a descendant of Lu Shu."

The residence of Taoist Priest Chang Qing is located near Baobao Bridge. This area of ​​Lao Tao Tu is quiet and rarely visited by people. So he stayed here.

Although few people usually come to visit, the neighbors have a good impression of Lao Dao and Qu.

The street near Baobao Bridge is called Baobao Street. At this time, it is almost noon, and people are coming and going on the street. The sound of forging iron in the blacksmith shop, the cries of vendors, and the noise of restaurants add charm to this bustling market.

And those various characters, such as patrolmen with swords, porters carrying goods, and children playing and playing, add vitality to it.

Two officers and soldiers were sitting outside a shop and resting. They would often pass by some women and they would take a few glances and start to comment on which ones looked better and which ones suited their tastes.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew by. The two officers and soldiers turned around and saw that the wind was picked up by a running little girl.

Officer A squinted his eyes and took a few glances, "Isn't that the granddaughter of Taoist Changqing? She ran so fast! She was at the end of the street in no time!"

Officer B nodded in agreement, "Yeah, we probably won't be able to catch up with her. I don't know if the nimble ones in the patrol team can catch her."

Qu stopped. She had arrived at the door of the 25th house on Changfeng Street. She knocked on the door and heard only the old man's violent coughing and the sound of hurried footsteps coming from inside the house.

The door was opened, and the person who opened the door was a young girl who looked about twenty-three years old.

"Sister Song." Qu raised his hand and said, "Master asked me to give this to you."

"Thank you, Xiaoqu." Miss Song's voice was soft, like the breeze blowing on her face, "Xiaoqu, please wait a moment, I will give you something."

"Okay~" Qu stood at the door and looked into the house curiously.

Miss Song gently pushed open a door. Even though she was standing outside the door, Qu could still smell the strong aroma of medicine and a strange smell in the room.

Miss Song opened the box, and the medicine inside was still in the shape of jelly. She took a spoon and scooped out a piece, "Mom, take the medicine."

"Cough...cough!" The person lying on the bed looked emaciated, as if only skin and bones were left.

When she took the medicine, her skull-like face miraculously inflated like a balloon and returned to its original appearance. Even her bare scalp grew long black hair at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Is Yun'er coming back?" Mother Song asked.

"There are still three days before I can come back." Miss Song replied.

"No rush, no rush." ​​Mrs. Song's eyes were shining brightly as she looked out the window at the blue sky. "I heard that Taoist Priest Changqing has adopted an orphan."

"Yes, her name is Qu, Qu's Qu. All the neighbors have seen her. The little girl has a pretty face and a sweet mouth. Everyone likes her."

Mrs. Song held Miss Song's hand and said with a smile: "No matter how good other people's girls are, they are not as good as our girls."

"Oh Mom~" Miss Song laughed so hard that after she settled Mrs. Song, she took out some pastries from the kitchen, wrapped them up, and came outside the door.

"I kept you waiting." Miss Song stuffed the wrapped pastries into Qu's arms, and took some money for Qu to put away.

Miss Song rubbed Qu's little head and said, "Put these pastries away. Then go back and say thank you to Changqing Taoist Priest for me and my mother."

"Okay~ Goodbye, Sister Song." Qu nodded and ran away again like a gust of wind.

"Oh, you run so fast." Miss Song looked at the street and only blinked a few times, but she couldn't find Qu.

"Master! I'm back!" Qu shouted as soon as he arrived in the yard.

The old man walked over and asked, "How is the medicine delivery going?"

"It was delivered to Sister Song!" Qu said. "She asked me to thank the master and gave me some cakes and money."

"This is the way of human nature." The old Taoist said, "When others entrust us to do things, we should accept the benefits. If we entrust others to do things, we should do the same. We can't take others for free. Do you remember?"

"I remember." Qu said, "Master, I seemed to feel something when I came back. There seemed to be something extra in my body."

"That is merit." The old Taoist said, "Do you know the innate magic of your auspicious lineage?"

"I know." Qu said, "My ability is thinking!"

The old Taoist's expression changed and he suddenly felt something bad. He immediately held the fly whisk and waved it in the air. Golden light flowed out of the fly whisk and condensed into a rune in the air.

Just listen to him say "Seal!"

The rune instantly turned into a yellow flower mark on Qu's forehead.

After doing this, the old Taoist exhaled and said: "Your ability to think is too powerful. You are still young and cannot fully master this ability. I will seal it now. When you mature mentally, I will unlock it." open."