BE Crazy Demon Survival System

Xu Qichen's hunch was always right.

He always felt that it was time to leave, and he really left.

The body fell uncontrollably again, and in the endless darkness, consciousness began to gather again.

Shouts could be faintly heard in the ears, suddenly far away and now near.

who is it?

The sound is getting clearer.

"Brother Lin! Brother Lin!"

Suddenly woke up.

In front of me was a little girl in a gray-blue embroidered dress, with pointed bangs on her forehead and a long braid on the back of her head, looking anxious.

"Brother Lin, you finally woke up!"

Xu Qichen frowned slightly, rolled his eyes around, and could only see a square carved wooden bed.He propped himself up a little and looked outside, only then did he see clearly the antique decorations in the room.However, there are a few abrupt western-style oil paintings on the wall, which do not match the decoration style of the whole room.

Suddenly returning to his senses, he looked down at his attire.

He was only wearing a white undershirt with coiled buttons.Taking a second glance, there was a navy blue quilted gown hanging on the mahogany shelf beside the bed.

"Brother Lin, why are you in a daze, get up quickly, the wife is looking for you." The little girl looked very anxious, and hurriedly took the long gown and handed it to him.

Feeling a little uncomfortable, he took the long gown and looked back, the bed was empty and there was no one else.

An indescribable sense of loss enveloped him impenetrably.

The little girl didn't know the pain in Xu Qichen's heart, so she just kept urging her. Although she didn't fully understand the situation, after all, she really came to another world, and the task must be completed, so Xu Qichen had no choice but to put on his coat quickly, Sit on the edge of the bed and bend over to put on your shoes.

Still a little unwilling in my heart, I could only ask silently, "0901, I have come to the third world, right?"

The long-lost 0901 replied, "Yes, Mr. Xu, you have come to the third world. The background of the story in this world is Jiangqu in the Republic of China. The role you need to play this time is Sun Lin."

Sun Lin is the protagonist of this Republic of China novel.

As soon as he stood up, Xu Qichen realized something was wrong, and looked down at his right foot.

Take two more steps.

The right foot is lame.

It really was Sun Lin.

"Brother Lin, wash up first, so as not to be scolded by your wife later." The little girl brought a copper basin half filled with hot water, and put a white cotton towel on it, and put it on the bronze mirror stand.

Xu Qichen responded and walked over. Although he was lame, he was not very lame. The difference between his left and right feet was less than one centimeter. However, for Xu Qichen who was used to walking normally, such a small distance Still caused quite a bit of difficulty.

Sighing in my heart, I can only blame his own settings.

Sun Lin’s hometown used to be in a village. The old man who taught in the village had a son and a daughter. The daughter was very beautiful. She often followed her father who went to the city to buy pen and ink utensils. Later, she stayed in a paper factory in the provincial capital to find a job. After more than two months, the girl went back to the countryside by herself. After her father questioned her life and death, she found out that she had sneaked back while pregnant.

The girl has a very stubborn temper, and she is unwilling to reveal half of the news about the child's biological father, so she can only hide in her hometown to raise her baby. Unexpectedly, her fate is very difficult, and it is very difficult to get pregnant. In order to give birth safely, she went to the provincial hospital. , the child was finally born, but the mother died on the same day.

Just when the old gentleman was about to take his child back to the countryside, he was stopped by the old housekeeper of Song's Department Store. The building outside the building entertained the father and the two, saying that Mrs. Song wanted to raise his grandson for him.

The pedantic old man who has read the Four Books and Five Classics all his life is naturally unwilling to raise this little grandson of unknown origin. He happened to come to a family with a prominent family, so he gave it away at will, and Sun Lin entered the Song Dynasty like this. Home.

Recalling the plot and setting, Xu Qichen felt a little more confident.

After washing his face, he raised his head and glanced at the face in the bronze mirror. The hair was neither long nor short, and it was scattered on the forehead softly. He looked only eighteen or nineteen years old, but his appearance was good. The appearance of the deputy young master.

Xu Qichen wiped the water off his hands with a face towel, then followed the little girl to open the door and go out.

Before taking half a step, Xu Qichen was chilled by the bitter wind and snow outside. Xu Qichen gathered his collar and retracted his hands into his sleeves.

In front of the corridor is a small atrium with a patio where several red plum trees are planted. Snowflakes slowly float down from the patio and fall on the already white ground.A few girls in the same dress as the little girl in front passed by in the corridor, they should all be servants of the Song family.

"Brother Lin."

Xu Qichen was still not used to this address, so he was taken aback for a while, seeing the little girl stop and glanced at him, "Brother Lin, why do you look so sluggish, maybe you are also sick. You should have stopped me yesterday." You and the young master shouldn't be playing snowball fights."

Snowball fight?

Xu Qichen grasped this information and carefully recalled the plot in the original text.In the original text, there is indeed a scene of playing after the snow, so the plot that I have traveled through now is already the middle part of the original text.

In order not to make the little girl suspect, Xu Qichen finally spoke back.

"I guess I got a little cold yesterday, and I feel very dizzy when I wake up today."

Sun Lin is an intelligent and quiet character in the novel, which is convenient, because he is not too different from him, so he doesn't have to bother to play it.

"I'll just say it." The little girl answered and said no more.

In the novel, the ancestors of the Song family ran the cloth shop in the late Qing Dynasty. Song Mingkun, the head of this generation, is a business-minded industrialist. Following the trend of the times, he established the first department store in Jiangqu. Often, half of the freighters belong to the characters of Song Dynasty.

Although he is a businessman, but to be able to achieve such a large scale, the means of networking are also indispensable.Song Mingkun's wife is the niece of the deputy mayor of Jiang Qu, a decent lady from a famous family.

The two have been married for many years, and they can be regarded as loving, but this Mrs. Song has given birth to two daughters after more than ten years of marriage. At that time, this was the task of passing on the family line.

Song Mingkun's old mother looked impatient, so she quietly found a house aunt for him outside. Unexpectedly, she gave birth to a son, so she made up a wedding in a splendid manner, and married the second aunt into the Song family mansion.

How could the arrogant Mrs. Song swallow this breath, so she visited famous doctors everywhere to take care of her body. In the second year after her aunt entered the mansion, she became pregnant again.

At that time, my wife was already in her thirties, and she was considered an advanced maternal age at that time, so during this period of pregnancy, the whole house was surrounded by her, and no one raised her hand when eating, but this child is really too expensive Yes, Rao took care of her, but she didn't survive until ten months, and she was in a hurry to come out before August.

Fortunately, Mrs. Song, who was looking forward to the stars and the moon, finally found her son.It's just that the womb of this delicate young master is insufficient, several famous doctors looked at it and said that they were afraid they would die young.

The frightened Mrs. Song had exhausted all means, so she had to ask someone to find a fortune teller. The boy who was exactly the same was raised by the young master's side, protecting him from evil.

Coincidentally, this unlucky ghost who blocks the evil is the Sun Lin that Xu Qichen wants to play.

The son of the wife of the main house, and the youngest young master in the family, he was really afraid of losing it in his hand and melting in his mouth.

Sun Lin's life revolved around this young master.

Walking all the way through the wind and snow, Xu Qichen felt very novel watching the Song family in his novel become a concrete reality.

The house of the Song family is different from other big families, just like this special era, it is a blend of Chinese and Western.

The back house where Xu Qichen lived just now is an antique deep Qing house structure with a history of over a hundred years.The front is different, Song Mingkun bought a new land boundary, imitating the style of those houses in the concession, built a magnificent and beautiful garden house, red brick sloping roof, three-storey high-rise, built better than Linjiang Fan It should also be grand, with a pool specially dug between the front and back houses, which is quite a taste of connecting the past and the present.

Xu Qichen followed the little girl through the long winding corridor, stepped out of the high gate of the back house, and passed by the pool, before entering the bungalow where the wives and young masters lived.

An old woman standing at the back door saw them, and hurriedly opened the door, "Oh, I said Ah Lin, you're finally here, hurry up and follow me."

Xu Qichen didn't say a word either, he didn't know the situation very well yet, he was afraid of causing trouble if he talked too much, so he just kept silent, just bowed his head and followed the old woman up.

The little girl beside her opened her mouth, looking cautious, "Mother Zhang, is the young master still making trouble?"

"Don't mention it, my wife is dying of anxiety." Mother Zhang hurriedly led the two upstairs. Xu Qichen was not used to wearing this kind of long gown, and with his legs and feet inconvenient, it was a bit difficult for him to walk.

"Brother Lin, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"

Xu Qichen shook his head, "My leg...can't walk fast."

"Yes, yes, I forgot." Zhang's mother was a little slow, but she went up to the second floor within a few steps, and went straight to the innermost. Before reaching the door, she heard a middle-aged woman's voice.

"Everyone says they are doctors, and they can't even cure a cold or a fever! Please come here, and you will be mad at me!"

This is probably Mrs. Song, Xu Qichen thought to himself.

Once at the door, Zhang's mother took two steps back and pushed Xu Qichen, "A Lin, go in by yourself."

Xu Qichen was a little flustered, but now that he's on the shelf, he can't do it if he doesn't go in.Thinking of this, Xu Qichen bit the bullet and knocked on the door.

The door opened, and a little girl smiled when she saw Xu Qichen, and shouted back, "Ma'am, Brother Lin is here!"

How to make it seem like he is a miracle doctor.

"Call me in, I've been waiting for a long time!"

Xu Qichen hurriedly followed the little girl in. The room was warmed by some unknown means, and it was several times warmer than his own room just now. The furnishings and displays inside were all foreign-style, with marble floors, large carved ceiling lamps, Western-style floral sofas, gramophones, and pianos, all in a full Western style.

Xu Qichen walked into the inner room, and saw four or five little girls lined up, carrying food, medicine bowls and washbasins, going around an octagonal brocade screen painted with pear blossoms, wood and gold silk, and saw that they were standing a few times, either sitting or not. Doctor, sitting beside the bed was a well-built woman who looked about 50 years old. When she saw Xu Qichen coming in, her anxious brows immediately relaxed a lot, and she gently pushed the raised quilt on the bed, "Son, I called Alin."

After saying that, Mrs. Song smiled and waved to Xu Qichen.

Xu Qichen walked over, thinking whether it would be more polite to stand by the bed, but he was dragged by Mrs. Song to sit by the bed.

A muffled voice came from under the quilt, "Are you here?"

Mrs. Song pushed Xu Qichen's arm, and Xu Qichen said, "Young master, I'm here."

A long and slender hand stretched out from under the quilt, and stroked it in mid-air for a long time, but didn't feel it. Mrs. Song looked anxious, squeezed that hand and put it on Xu Qichen's arm, "Here it is."

The young master's hand went down his arm, groping to find Xu Qichen's hand, and grabbed it.

"It's so cool." The voice was still muffled.

Mrs. Song immediately stood up, "Xiaoyue, go get a hand stove for Ah Lin."

"Son, how do you feel now? Are you better?"

That hand tightly held Xu Qichen's hand, it was very hot and warm, even warmer than the stove handed over by the girl.

"It's better, it's better, you all go out." The person in the quilt seemed to turn over, and the bed moved, "There are too many people, I am very dizzy."

Mrs. Song said hello again and again, but she was a little worried, and reached into the quilt, "I'll touch it, and see if it's still burning."

"Don't burn it, you all go out."

Only then did Mrs. Song back away, "You all go down and put the food on the table."

The young master, who was stuffed under the quilt, said again, "Mother, you go out too."

Mrs. Song sighed, patted Xu Qichen on the shoulder, and winked at him.

Xu Qichen didn't understand what this look meant, he just watched the people in the room go out one by one, so he also stood up and was about to leave, but he was suddenly grabbed by that hand, and one of them couldn't stand still. , almost fell on the bed.

He is still so energetic when he is sick.

"I didn't let you out."

Xu Qichen sat back on the side of the bed again, trying to free this man's hand, but he couldn't do so, so he could only let him grab his wrist like this, it was scorching hot, like a red-hot iron tongs Own.

"Have they all gone?"

"Well, let's go."

After hearing Xu Qichen's answer, the young master of the Song family lifted the quilt all at once, revealing his face.

Xu Qichen took a look.

This is a face with sharp edges and corners, which can be called very handsome. The black hair is sticking to the forehead due to sweat. I don't know if it is because of the fever, the lips are red, and the ears are also red.

"I'm smothered to death." He drilled up, and leaned his head, which had been buried under the quilt for a long time, on the soft goose feather pillow, "I feel comfortable and not uncomfortable when you come." He coughed twice Xu Qichen felt a little distressed subconsciously. Seeing a cup of tea on the carved wooden cabinet beside him, he reached out and handed it to him.

The young master took the tea and gulped it down, put the cup aside, "When my fever subsides, let's go play in the snow again."

On his sickly face, he showed a bright smile at Xu Qichen.

The small canine teeth are like bright spots reflecting light on the porcelain, very dazzling.

Xu Qichen's heart skipped a beat.

Looking at this smile, I was stunned.

I always feel that this person is going to call out senior in the next second.

"0901, this is the target of the third world, Song Yuanyan, isn't it?"

0901 quickly replied: "That's right, Mr. Xu, your main task in this world is to change your own death outcome, and at the same time complete your relationship with Song Yuanyan."

As soon as he separated from Mu Yao, another Song Yuanyan who looked exactly like him with a smile came.

Xu Qichen's mood was extremely complicated.

I don't know whether it is joy or worry.

"Why are you so stunned and silent." Song Yuanyan stood up and stretched out his other hand to touch Xu Qichen's forehead, but Xu Qichen dodged it, "It's nothing, I'm just a little dazed from the cold."

"It's cold?" Seeing the wind, he coughed several times, and when he heard Xu Qichen say this, he lifted the quilt and took Xu Qichen's hand to pull him into the quilt.

Xu Qichen was a little surprised, "There's no need to do this, I've already warmed up when I entered the room."

The other party didn't care about it, and dragged him into the warm quilt, face to face, no more than two punches away.

"You're acting weird today."

Xu Qichen was taken aback, and quickly covered it up with a smile, "No..."

Song Yuanyan looked into Xu Qichen's eyes, "We slept together for so many years when we were young, why are you so awkward now?"

He was still smiling, the small canine teeth on his lips made Xu Qichen unable to think calmly.

"I...No, I'm not awkward."

"That's good, is it warmer?"

Xu Qichen nodded blankly.

"I'm warming your bed when you have a fever." Song Yuanyan wanted to make him laugh, but accidentally coughed, covering his mouth and coughing continuously, and he couldn't stop coughing.

Xu Qichen was at a loss for a while, thinking whether he should take the medicine, but the young master grabbed his hand and wrapped it around his back. He coughed and said intermittently, "Pass my back for me."

The fingers attached to his back were a little stiff.

Xu Qichen couldn't tell what kind of feeling he felt in his heart.

Familiar and unfamiliar.

Gently stroking his back one after another, against the white silk underwear, felt his slightly protruding spine rubbing against his palm.

His cough finally stopped a little, his face flushed, and he leaned slightly to Xu Qichen's side, his voice low.

"Those doctors all say that they are Hua Tuo alive, and their words are better than their singing, but few of them can do it seriously, and the medicines they prescribe are terribly bitter and useless." He seemed a little tired , closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembling slightly, suddenly, as if thinking of something, he reached under the pillow and took out a small paper bag, opened it, revealing a few transparent squares inside, he picked it up Feed a small piece to Xu Qichen's mouth.

"Do you want to eat it? When I took the medicine just now, I used it to suppress bitterness. It was sweet. It was American sugar cubes."

Seeing his expectant eyes, Xu Qichen opened his mouth slightly by accident, and ate the candy.

Song Yuanyan looked very satisfied, and sighed, "If you ask me, what are you doing with so many doctors? It's all in vain. My life is tied in your hands."

Sideways, looking into Xu Qichen's eyes.

The sweetness of cube sugar gradually melts from the tip of the tongue.

"Only you can save me."