Those years when I was a tool person

Mrs. Jing Shen, who claimed to be poisonous and dumb, ordered Song Xin to stretch out her arm. Seeing that it was clearly a wound from being bitten, her expression twisted, and she asked, "Was it bitten by that little thing? "

Song Xin didn't dare to hide it, and immediately nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

"Did he lose his mind and catch you biting, or did you let him bite you?"

Song Xin thought about it seriously, he didn't resist, it should be considered voluntary, so he nodded again.

Mrs. Jingshen took a serious look at him and looked him up and down. After a while, she curled her lips and threw a bottle of medicine powder over.

"Apply it three times a day, once in the morning, at noon and in the evening. This small injury will heal within three days."

Song Xin took the medicine bottle in fear, he felt that if he stayed with the teacher for a while, his heart might be in danger of sudden arrest, so he pointed to the room where Rong Ying was, and asked in a low voice: "Can I go and see him? "

Seeing the hopeless look of the young man in front of him, Mrs. Jingshen sneered, flung her sleeves and went back to the quiet room, "Do as you please."

Hearing this, Song Xin ran away holding the medicine bottle.

In the medicine hut, Rong Ying took off her clothes and immersed herself in the medicine soup.The wounds on his chest, face, etc. that he made during his struggle yesterday, stinged suddenly when he first came into contact with the medicinal soup, and gradually disappeared after he got used to it.

Sitting down, he let out a long breath, feeling that all the fatigue on his body was swept away, he touched the wound on his chest with his hands, closed his eyes and let himself sink into the water.

"Tuk Tuk"

Someone knocked on the wooden door, Rong Ying opened his eyes, and heard Song Xin's voice: "Han Shaoxia, are you okay?"

Rong Ying's head came out of the water: "I'm fine."

"That's good."

Song Xin turned around, leaning against the wooden door with one leg bent, basking in the sun leisurely: "I have nowhere to go, so I'll watch over you outside, don't worry, take your time."

Rong Ying's voice came from the medicine house: "Okay."

"Yesterday, why did you do that?"

Rong Ying thought for a while, and told the truth: "I was poisoned when I was a child, and it would happen every month at the beginning of the month."

"It hurts once a month?" Song Xin thought about how the boy's life was worse than death last night, and felt that the person who poisoned him was too cruel, "Is there no antidote?"

"There are too many types of poison in the poison, and I don't remember the specific ones, so I can't prepare an antidote. I can only take some painkillers to relieve it."

Rong Ying told the original owner's life experience and childhood experience, and Song Xin was silent for a long time after listening, as if he finally found his voice: "Then, those adults are really not a thing..."

He actually involved the child in the grievances of the adults.

Han Baoyin, Daxia, Mrs. Jingshen...

I don't know who this "isn't a thing" is talking about.

As the sun was setting, Mrs. Jingshen came out of the quiet room and shouted to the medicine shed: "It's almost ready, soak it again and it will become steamed buns."

Song Xin who was guarding the door: "..."

Rong Ying responded, and the sound of rushing water began to come from the medicine room, and soon it quieted down again, turning into the sound of rubbing clothes.Song Xin listened, hesitating for a moment, he left the door and walked a few steps away.

The wooden door creaked open, and Rong Ying walked out with his head bowed and his clothes tied on. His hair was still wet and loose behind him.

Song Xin walked over, and saw the wound on his face at first glance. It was originally subtle and invisible, but it turned white after being soaked in water, and it was much more obvious.

"Would you like some medicine here?"

Rong Ying followed Song Xin's gaze and touched his face belatedly, he laughed, "No, a small injury, it will heal soon."

But Song Xin didn't think so, he pulled Rong Ying aside and sat down, stood in front of him, bent down to apply medicine to him, "Don't worry, what should I do if I get a scar?"

"There will be no scars." After saying this, he didn't resist, but sat there obediently, letting Song Xin apply medicine to him, while he took a handkerchief and wiped his hair.

When leaving the medicine hut, Rong Ying asked Mrs. Jing Shen for a copy of martial arts secret books.

"For that kid?" The teacher raised her eyebrows and asked.

"Well, I promised to teach him Kung Fu." Rong Ying replied without any special expression on his face.

Dead children never write their emotions on their faces, and it's meaningless to tease them.

Mrs. Jingshen pulled out a torn book from the corner and threw it to Rong Ying: "Take it away, take it away, the poor nun will be upset when she sees you!"

Rong Ying took the book and returned it with a pure smile: "Then thank you, Master."

With that said, he turned around and took Song Xin out of the medicine house.

The teacher in the quiet room maintained a movement for a long time after he left. After a long silence, a long sigh finally sounded in the quiet room.

Mrs. Jingshen prides herself on being a heartless person who doesn't understand the world, but in the end it is because of a smile that she understands what she owes to a certain child.

That's why, a master poison user will one day teach himself to become a genius doctor who can save people.

Back at the residence, Rong Ying felt very tired after soaking in the medicinal soup. He took out the martial arts cheats from his arms, handed them to Song Xin, and planned to go into the room to sleep.

"Wait, what is this?"

Song Xin grabbed Rong Ying's sleeve, held up a poor-looking "broken book", and asked with a puzzled expression.

Rong Ying broke away from his hand, "Cheats."

Song Xin let go of his hand, he was a little confused: "What?"

"Don't you want to learn martial arts? This is a cheat book. It contains some basic skills for getting started. I leave it to you to lay the foundation. If you can prove that you have good talent, I will agree to teach you martial arts."

Song Xin was a little excited when he heard the words: "Really? You really want to teach me?"

Rong Ying nodded helplessly.

"Then can I call you Master?"

Rong Ying: "..."

Is that the point bro?

But Rong Ying still said, "It's up to you."

Song Xin held the secret book in his hand, full of confidence: "Don't worry, master, I will study hard as an apprentice!"

"..." Rong Ying patted him on the shoulder, expressing his trust extremely perfunctorily, "Look slowly, I'll go to sleep first."

"Okay, master, sleep well!"

After closing the door, regardless of how Song Xin was bouncing around in the yard, Rong Ying lay on the bed, staring blankly for a while with her eyes open.

So far, the plot is progressing very smoothly. He has successfully become the master of the hero, and all he needs to do is to teach him martial arts. There is nothing complicated about it.

Moreover, I don't know if Song Xin is born with a rough nerve or what, he is very optimistic about what happens around him, and he has few eyes. As long as someone treats him a little better, he will easily put his trust in it.

A big heart can run a horse.

It's a bit like him.

only……

Rong Ying sighed, and he didn't know if it was because he had stayed in two worlds. He felt that his life seemed to be infinitely extended.The experience of doing the task was forced to be stacked in his heart, as if it made him a lot of vicissitudes all of a sudden.

Hey ~

May be really old.

Rong Ying sighed with emotion, closed her eyes and fell asleep.

In the next period of time, Song Xin devoted himself wholeheartedly to the cheats, tirelessly, forgetting to eat and sleep, and his study level was comparable to two months before the college entrance examination, or one week before the university final exam.

It has to be said that Song Xin deserves to be the hero, so while fate closed the door to his IQ, he did not forget to open a skylight for him in terms of strength.

So much so that his talent in martial arts can be described as amazing, and he obviously took the violent route of "conquering people with martial arts".

After Song Xin got the cheat book, Rong Ying had been waiting for him to ask him about something he didn't understand, and then he would be able to play the role of a teacher, "preaching, teaching, and solving doubts", showing his skills.

But he didn't expect that in just two days, he taught himself directly according to what was written in the book, laying a foundation that would take decades for others to lay in one fell swoop.

Rong Ying felt frustrated for a moment, but seeing that Song Xin followed behind him and called Master the same as when they first met, he no longer took it to heart.

Every month, the lumberyard arranges people to go deep into the forest to search for high-quality wood. This month happened to be Rongying's turn, and Song Xin who was with him every step of the way.

According to the rumors of the local people, there is extremely precious golden nanmu growing in the mountains here, some of which have grown for hundreds or even thousands of years.

Although Emperor Taikang, the current emperor of the Eastern Qi Kingdom, had already built a majestic mausoleum for himself a few years ago, but no one could have too many good things. Before the completion of the "Tiangong on Earth", a rare nanmu tree was found as a beautiful watch in front of the main hall of the "Tiangong".

The road in the middle of the mountain was difficult, and the team looking for nanmu was divided into several groups after leaving the wood field, and scattered in the mountain forest.

Rong Ying and Song Xinzhi were not looking for trees, so they found a random place to practice lightness kung fu by taking advantage of the unique and complex terrain in the mountains.

Rong Ying stood lightly on the top of a tree, watching Song Xin jump up and down on another tree, reminding him to pay attention to something from time to time.

There was the sound of footsteps, Rong Ying stretched out his hand to signal Song Xin to stop, the two held their breaths, and looked under the tree at the same time.

A person came out through the bushes, and Rong Ying recognized that it was Nie Shi.

"Brother Stone, why are you here?"

Rong Ying jumped down from the tree and walked towards Nie Shi.

Nie Shi was startled by Rong Ying's sudden appearance, he stroked his chest, "Han Shaoxia, you scared me to death."

Rong Ying smiled apologetically at him.

Nie Shi: "It's nothing, but the team leader said that everyone can stop and rest for a while, so I'm here to ask if you have brought food. If you haven't, I have it here."

Rong Ying had brought it with him before he came, but he and Song Xin were both grown-up young men, and after practicing kung fu for a while running and dancing, they had already finished eating.

But thinking that Nie Shi would not bring too much dry food by himself, he was about to refuse when Song Xin snatched him away: "Really? I just happened to be hungry, so thank you Brother Nie!"

Rong Ying: "..."

After glaring at Song Xin, Rong Ying said embarrassedly to Nie Shi: "Brother Shi Shi probably won't bring too much dry food, so let's forget about it. You can keep it for food. Don't worry, we won't be hungry."

Nie Shi didn't listen to him, and untied a burden on his back, and took out an oiled paper bag from it.

"Don't be so stubborn, I don't know you yet? You are afraid of trouble, and you can't bring any extra things with you, so I will guard against you. Look, I have specially brought dry food for two people. I will keep it One serving, since you have already eaten before, it should be more than enough to eat this one serving of dry food, so don't get out of my way."

With that said, he handed the oiled paper bag to Rong Ying without any rejection.

"Okay, you are busy, I should go too."

Watching Nie Shi stepping away on fallen leaves, Song Xin came up, first sniffed the oiled paper bag in Wen Rongying's hand, then stroked his chin, looking in the direction Nie Shi left.

"Why do I feel that Brother Nie seems to be hostile to me?"

Just ignore him, the words inside and outside the words mean "dry food is for one person, idlers, etc., it's better to be self-aware and not to get involved".

He could even smell the strong smell of vinegar in the air.

Rong Ying gave Song Xin a white look, and stuffed the oiled paper bag into his arms: "You think too much."

He can naturally see that Nie Shi has unusual feelings for the original owner, but he is not Han Jianlin, so he can only pretend not to know.

"No, I think he's just... Hey, what are you doing to me? It's covered in oil, don't stuff it in my arms... Damn it! My clothes are dirty!"