[Quick Transmigration] Healing System

The cars are like flowing water and horses are like dragons, and the flowers and the moon are in the spring breeze.

It is petite, and when the convoy stopped at the post station, it got into the grain and grass transported. The bullock cart went smoothly on the road to the capital. The best time to come out, was sent to the prime minister's house in a daze.

When the convoy arrived at Lifu, the bright sun was still hanging in the sky, but it woke up and looked for a chance to climb out of the food and grass. It was already dusk, and most of the servants were resting and eating, so they didn't notice that there was an extra white scurrying around in the mansion. fox.After running around the mansion for half an hour, the white fox suddenly realized that he didn't know which direction the mansion was going out from. He had read the plaque hanging in the study three times, and he was walking in the opposite direction, but he kept walking in the opposite direction. Spin around here.

If it hadn't lived for hundreds of years and knew clearly that ordinary people couldn't perform magic tricks like it, it would definitely think that there was some formation in this house that trapped it here.

It licked its paws, thinking to stay here and wait for someone to come over, and then play some tricks to trick it into finding the way to the house.

Just as he was thinking, he heard a rush of footsteps coming from outside the door. Not long after, a middle-aged man with a long beard walked in quickly, shaking his head and sighing, and picked the chair closest to him. sat down.A delicate and fair child came in behind the man. The child was only ten years old, and he imitated the appearance of an adult with a serious face. He asked the man in a crisp voice before entering the room: "Father, is the emperor still a child?" Won't you listen to your advice?"

"This... well." The man stroked his long beard and shook his head again, "The emperor wants to hear it, but he can't. Even if the queen's heir is a little stupid, he is kind by nature. With the help of virtuous ministers, one can become a generation of Mingjun... But the emperor chooses not to follow the usual law to make the child of Guiji the crown prince, that child is smart, and the city is extremely deep at a young age. People sat down, the country, alas, what can be done to think about it?"

"Father," the child bowed and clasped his hands, "It's definitely not because the emperor loves your concubine so much. It must be because there are people behind your concubine to help her. If you have a bad heart, you can govern the country well. It is harmless to the people and beneficial to the country. Then what does it matter to us whether he becomes emperor or not?"

The middle-aged man's eyes darkened, and he said: "If it's really such a trivial matter, why did father go out and oppose the crown prince. There are only a few in the court now. If you don't change now, you may want to change it in the future... You have been smart since you were young, father You may not be as thorough as you in the officialdom, but this time it is different. The noble concubine is a foreigner. If the child of this foreigner is allowed to ascend the throne, not only will the Wang surname be changed, but the entire court will be plunged into civil strife. Back then Those who want to profit are the foreigners who have been recharging their energy all these years."

The child blinked his eyes, and then he showed some confusion and bewilderment that this age should have. After a long time, he said softly to the man: "Father, you have done the best you can, Ah An thinks you are already very good Mother asked Ah An to persuade father not to fight for the prince again, and also said that if the matter really cannot be dealt with, you should ask the emperor for the bones to go to the south of the Yangtze River to do business, and leave this troubled water as soon as possible."

The white fox was dizzy from hearing this, and when he opened his eyes again, there was only the child left in the room looking up at the plaque on the wall in a daze.

It was tired all day, and when it was stretching under the wooden frame, it accidentally groaned. The child who was concentrating on reading the words also jumped back in fright. Dead white fox.

The child watched for a while with his eyes wide open, then stretched out his hand and hugged the obedient white fox with its ears hanging down, and seeing that it didn't resist, he gently helped it smooth its white fur that was messed up in the grain and grass.Generally speaking, a monster with some ability will not be easily manipulated by others, but it has so few opportunities to contact people and the same kind after cultivation, so that when it is held in the arms of a child, the reaction it can make is to hold it. All the hostility, put on the appearance of being harmless to humans and animals.

"Where did the fox come from?" The child touched the fox's little paw where the fox had retracted its sharp claws, his eyes were bright, "It looks so good-looking, do you want to give it to mother as a fox fur?"

The white fox's heart trembled, and he hurriedly stretched out his tongue to lick the child's hand holding it. His green agate-like eyes were so beautiful that everyone would fall in love with them.

"Mother is afraid of live foxes, I can't support you..." Having said that, the child's eyes are full of reluctance, and he still wants to hide the fox secretly in his room, "Mother said that foxes are used to make soft fur. My name is Li An, if you don't have a name, how about Li Yi? Li Yi sounds so nice."

In fact, the fox didn't understand what the person holding it was saying. It only knew that it had lived without a name for hundreds of years, and was suddenly given a name. It felt a little numb, but it couldn't speak. I had to yell again at the child.It thought it would leave the next day, but if it had a chance, it could turn into a human and come back to see the child.

Li Yi, Li Yi.

It's really nice to hear.

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Demons can enter the dreams of those who have been enchanted.

The young man curled up and lay on his side on the ground, the cloth on his back was soaked in cold sweat, his face was pale, and even the red lips that should have been charming had lost any color.Not far away, the man in black who fell asleep holding a long-sword also frowned, his forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat, and he looked like a boy in pain haunted by nightmares.

Before dawn, Chang Sui, who was lying in the corner, was in a deep sleep, and didn't even notice the strange expressions of the other two in the room.

Whatever Ji Wenyuan saw in the dream, Li Yi saw in the dream.

Li Yi followed Ji Wenyuan across the corpse, and he walked in along the corridor bit by bit, and the feeling of familiarity became stronger and stronger.A feeling of uneasiness suddenly rose in his heart, and he wanted to force himself to withdraw, but was driven by some kind of curiosity and impulse to move on.

Ji Wenyuan only cared about walking forward, ignoring the surrounding situation, but Li Yi, who was following behind, opened the door one by one worriedly, and Ji Wenyuan, who was in front of him, disappeared in a daze.

Li Yi didn't stop until he reached the last door of the long corridor, looking down at the plaque that had been torn down and thrown on the ground.There was no one in the room, and I don't know whose blood was smeared on the signature, concealing the name of the writer.He trembled all over, and something broke out of his memory... It seemed to be something happy, but also something sad. He didn't know what he had forgotten, but he felt that he shouldn't remember it, and he shouldn't read it anymore.

On the plaque are four big characters written in wild cursive.

[Qi said no clothes]

He squatted down in pain covering his face, and the crying of the child sounded clearly in his ears.

This is not Ji Wenyuan's fear, it's his.

Everything I see here is not a fantasy created out of thin air, but his, his memory.