Everyone thinks I'm forced

The sky was gloomy, dark clouds overwhelmed the top, and there seemed to be a rainstorm.

Qing Chi carefully fanned the fire of the medicine stove, looked out the window, and said with some distress: "Master, it seems to be raining. Your divination in the morning is obviously sunny."

The big witch sat upright on the futon, with his head down, and the big white beard on his chin was pressed against his chest, showing no sense of superiority.With his eyes closed, he seemed to have fallen asleep.Hearing this, his movements did not change, but his mouth moved slightly and said: "It's okay, this is Mommy's anger."

Qing Chi is dubious, is there really the anger of Mu Ma?But he knew that even if he asked, the master would not explain it to him, so he skillfully kept the question in his heart, so that he could ask others later.

He glanced at the medicine stove that was cooking slowly on a low fire, then looked at An Jiarui who was lying on the bed, and whispered to his master, "Master, he has been sleeping for several days..."

The big witch moved his mouth and said: "It's okay, he will wake up today."

"Eh? Really?" A look of curiosity appeared in Qingchi's eyes, but anyway, he would not explain it to him after asking the master, and he remembered it skillfully, and said with some regret: "He woke up but saw There is no sun, only wind and rain."

The big witch closed his eyes and didn't look back at him.

Qing Chi also took it for granted, he leaned close to the medicine stove and smelled it, and said with some joy: "Master, the medicine is almost ready."

The big witch moved her lips, and said in a flat tone, "Qingchi, don't be surprised."

Qingchi let out an "oh", and closed his mouth obediently, but still opened his big eyes, looking around, with a smile on his face from time to time, showing agility.

When the smell of the medicine was getting stronger, there was a sudden "tick" sound outside the window, and a drop of raindrops hit the window sill lightly. Qing Chi turned his head and watched happily as the raindrops fell from the sky drop by drop, and slowly formed a curtain of beads. Uninterruptedly sprinkled in the world.

Finally, there was a sound on the edge of the window sill, the sound was clear and clear, dripping into the ears.

Qingchi secretly glanced at the closed-eyed Dawu, stood up from the futon lightly, walked to the window, and looked with his head, the sky was dark and there was no sign of clearing up; the rain was getting heavier and seemed to have no intention of stopping .

The rain came quickly and urgently, and it fell densely, making a sound, and finally turned into a torrential rain.

Looking at the sudden rainstorm, his eyes slowly lit up.Before he could act, the big witch suddenly said from behind: "Qingchi, is the medicine cured?"

Qingchi was startled, and retracted his outstretched hand. Seeing the closed eyes of the great witch, he tiptoed to the medicine stove, lifted the lid and looked at the color of the eye medicine, and saw that it was almost pitch black, hurriedly took the medicine out. Lift the pot and pour it into the medicine bowl beside it.

"Cough cough cough" An Jiarui suddenly let out a violent cough.The moment he woke up, he wished he could rewind and start over again before passing out.

There was a dull ache all over his body, his brain seemed to have been hit by a stick, pain, dizziness, nausea, tinnitus in his ears, and the white bed curtain was spinning and twisted into a ball in his eyes; He could still feel that he almost thought he was disabled.

There were bursts of fishy sweetness in his throat, which seemed to smell of rust, and he coughed continuously, suspecting that he had time-traveled again, otherwise how could his body be so poor?

Hearing the sound of coughing, Qing Chi hurriedly took the medicine bowl and approached the bed cautiously.Seeing An Jiarui's weak appearance, he couldn't help but blush again.

He carefully lifted An Jiarui with one hand, stuffed a pillow behind him, and made him lean against the bed comfortably, and then he brought the black medicine bowl close to his bloodless lips, and gently blew on the hot air, He whispered: "It's a little hot, drink it slowly."

An Jiarui leaned against the pillow and slowly took a sip, his whole face wrinkled into a ball.Bitter, very bitter, unspeakably bitter, he resisted not to spit it out, and swallowed it.

Then he found that he seemed to be able to exert some strength in his hands.

He looked at the medicine being fed to his mouth with some doubts, wondering if it was the legendary Shiquan Dabu pill?Otherwise, how could it be so immediate, and the effect is amazing.

Qing Chi blew on the medicine bowl, and some urged: "Drink some more, the effect of the medicine should be weakened later."

An Jiarui put aside his doubts, stretched out his hand to hold the medicine bowl, and drank it in one gulp.The bitter life distorted that pleasing face.

Qingchi took the medicine bowl in his hand, stuffed a piece of candy into his mouth, and said with a smile: "Eat this and you won't suffer."

The sugar was indeed very sweet, instantly breaking through the bitterness in his mouth, almost reaching his heart.

An Jiarui coughed twice, and felt his body again. The headache seemed to have subsided a bit. He rubbed his temples, and asked Qingchi in a slow tone, "Is this the temple?"

Qing Chi carefully tucked the quilt up for him, making sure there was no place for ventilation.Hearing this, he nodded and said: "A few days ago, the general brought you to the temple to ask the great witch to treat you."

The big witch stood up and floated closer, staying one step away from the bed, raised his eyelids to look at him carefully, and said to Qingchi, "Go and review yesterday's homework."

Qing Chi obediently responded, walked out the door, and closed the door behind him.

The sound of the rain outside became louder, the big witch looked at An Jiarui for a while, then withdrew his eyes, and lowered them again, as if he hadn't woken up yet.

An Jiarui rubbed her head, feeling a little more comfortable, and then asked weakly: "The great witch wants to talk to me?"

The big witch was silent for a moment, and said surprisingly: "You are not An Jiarui."

An Jiarui stopped, looked at the big witch, and wondered: "Then who am I?"

There was a sudden sound of wind outside, flapping the wide-open windows and rattling.

The big witch didn't pay attention, but concentrated on saying: "You are not from this world."

The sound of rain swept into the house densely, wet the ground in front of the window sill, and the air fell silent for a while.

The big witch continued: "You are a reborn person from another world."

An Jiarui sighed faintly, and said bluntly: "It's better for the great witch to speak directly? Why bother to make a mystery out of every sentence?"

The big witch was silent for a moment, and amidst the sound of the rain, he spoke quickly: "On the original route of fate, An Jiarui's life will eventually end in depression and die, and his reputation will be ruined."

An Jiarui looked at Da Wu suspiciously, not understanding what he meant.

The big witch continued: "But An Jiarui is not reconciled, so he asks someone to help him, so that he can walk the path of destiny again."

An Jiarui pondered a little bit: "He asked you to help him do it again? Is this something human can do?"

The big witch avoided talking about it, and continued: "But the second time he wanted to avoid what happened before, but he died in the assassination by a coincidence. Before he died, he was still unwilling and asked his old friend to do it all over again."

The great witch paused for a moment and said: "However, manpower is exhausted sometimes, so how can one change one's fate infinitely against the sky, so I have exhausted all the gods' blessings for him, and all the blood in my heart has been wiped out, so I let him do it again."

The sound of the rain suddenly became louder, and the voice of the great witch could hardly be heard clearly.The window was shaken by the rain, making a heavy "squeak" sound, as if someone was sighing softly.

An Jiarui detected the unspoken meaning from his voice: "That old man is not you. Is it your acquaintance?"

The big witch continued: "However, it is not easy to change one's fate against the sky? Even if there is God's family and his painstaking effort, he cannot be allowed to do it again." He seemed to have thousands of words and finally condensed into one sentence: "But the matter of returning It is a foregone conclusion, but there is no soul, and it just so happens that there is a soul favored by the gods in the void, so this is done."

An Jiarui also had thousands of words and finally condensed into one sentence: "Are you so good?" Helping people to be born again?Not once, but three times in a row?

The great witch seemed to be mournful, but finally calmed down slowly: "It's not us, it's the old man who was born with divine favor, talented and intelligent, and he can master all kinds of things. There is no one like him among the great witches." He paused He paused, and continued dryly: "Because of love in the end, in the end..." He stopped talking, and instead brought up the previous topic: "Although An Jiarui has lost his soul, the previous two rebirths have made him feel so much better." Obsession takes root, plus you..."

The great witch considered his words carefully and said: "The relationship with His Highness is progressing smoothly, but the obsession is not reconciled, and it haunts your body, which makes you weaker and weaker."

The original body's obsession is really to fall in love with Du Tianlu?An Jiarui slowly closed his mouth, thought carefully about what the great witch said, and said in shock: "So, great witch, what you mean is that the old man liked An Jiarui, but An Jiarui fell in love with Du Tianlu, but even if he was reborn, everyone would Not with Du Tianlu?"

Da Wu nodded, and An Jiarui silently removed Da Wu from the old friend's suspicion list.At this age, Dawu probably doesn't have the heart to fall in love.

He was still thinking, but the big witch interrupted his thoughts and said, "I'm telling you this clearly, I hope you will cherish this erroneous new life, and don't let down the painstaking efforts of the old man."

An Jiarui was a little puzzled: "How could Du Tianlu not be with him? He likes An Jiarui so much."

The big witch had nothing to say about his concerns, so he was silent for a moment before saying: "It's nothing more than accidents and..." He glanced at An Jiarui, who seemed to be really curious, and said: "Your Highness' affection is easy to come by, go to it." It's also easy."

An Jiarui understood, and silently lit a wax for Yuanshen in his heart, this is the fate of holding the wrong strategy.

As if he had heard a tragic story, he sighed a little: "Why isn't An Jiarui staying with the old man?"

The big witch's face twitched, showing a sarcasm smile: "Love is always like this. Going around, but you can't see the people around you. The old man has poor eyesight, so I'm fascinated by him, An Jiarui!" He said a little excitedly: "An Jiarui Ray! Ruined a genius! A true genius!"

An Jiarui sighed lightly: "He also ruined his only choice for happiness."

The big witch sneered, and slowly calmed down, and then continued: "I don't want my old man's efforts to be wasted, and I don't want An Jiarui to get what he wants. I have a prescription and medicine here. You take it home and drink it three times a day. After drinking it for two months, the obsession can be solved."

An Jiarui recalled the almost immediate effect of the medicine just now, and was a little curious: "What is Yaoyin? Why is it so effective?"

The big witch had a straight face, lowered his eyelids, and said listlessly: "You just need to know that there is no medicine to lure you, and your obsession can never be eliminated. Others..." He stopped talking and said nothing.

An Jiarui said kindly: "Okay, I will take the medicine on time."

The big witch nodded, turned around and walked slowly to the door, and pushed it open.

The rainstorm didn't stop, dripping densely into the corridor, Qingchi stood pitifully by the corridor, reciting homework in a low voice, seeing the big witch opened the door, his face was even more depressed: "Master, I haven't done it yet." Familiar with..."

The big witch drooped her eyes and said: "Pass a message to His Highness, and ask him to pick you up."

Qing Chi was stunned, looked at the rainstorm outside and said, "This weather?" He paused and said, "Why don't you keep Mr. An for a few days? Send him away when he is better?"

The big witch's tone was even worse: "Can anyone live in the temple? Send someone to deliver a message."

Qing Chi let out an "oh", and obediently walked towards the servants in the corridor.