no medicine today

If something is to be realized, the representative of history must be the river. The river is so wide that you can hardly see the edge at a glance, but as long as you are in it, you can feel its turbulence and tranquility.

And just on this main river, there are countless tributaries. Those are the bifurcation points of history, but they blend harmoniously into the main road in the end.

It's like telling you that no matter what choice you make, the final result is still the same, well, everyone will die anyway.

Hey, this idea is a bit negative!

Beside the main river, there is such a tributary that is so unique, it is special - it is so long, if you just walk, you don't know how long it will take.

The temperatureless river water overflowed his ankles, and Xian Linyuan, who was in it, bent down to grab a touch of the water, and he was reading the information recorded by this tributary.

After a long time, he let go of his hand, the silver beads fell and splashed on the tributary, and he disappeared again.

And this excessively long tributary also began to blur, re-differentiated into countless small tributaries.

It all started with the birth of a little boy, howling in the rainy night, and the cries of pain from the mother so painful...

"Ma'am, use your strength!"

"Come out, come out..."

"Why doesn't this child cry, cry!"

"..."

"Madam, please forgive me!"

The woman's cry spread throughout the room. Although the doctor had already emphasized that the child might not be kept, there was that mother who had the heart to give up her child.

A few years later.

The little chubby boy who just learned to walk walked towards the silly father who was shaking the rattle, and smiled on his chubby little face.

"Nianbai, come here..." Mrs. Zuo teased her son with a happy smile on her face.

The elder brother was holding a small wooden sword and trying to attract the child's attention, but all he got was a disgusted face. In the end, he could only rub his nose in a daze.

Time is always a good medicine to heal feelings. After a long time, the pain will disappear.

Many years later, the little Taoist priest in a Taoist robe came to the door of the Zuo Mansion. He was stunned for a moment, and then stepped in.

He was ordered by his teacher to go down the mountain to visit his old friend. For some reason, he had the urge to cry in front of this tall mansion.

Strange, obviously he is a cultivator and shouldn't have such thoughts?

Master once said that as long as he devotes himself to cultivating the Tao, he will live forever!

Forget it, after the visit, he should hurry back to the mountain to clean up!

In the air, someone sighed, and Xian Linyuan left this time period...

The old man who picks tea is leisurely and at ease. He doesn't look like a tea sage by outsiders. He looks like an ordinary old man, and now he seems to be just doing the simplest tea picking work.

Well, assuming he's not tying himself to the edge of a cliff with a rope to pick tea now...

The leaves of the tea tree are very tender, and the smell is refreshing, and these old people with tea tips are very satisfied with their smiles.

Xian Linyuan was peeping, poking the hemp rope curiously. The thick hemp rope is not easy to wear, but there are exceptions to everything. In a place where the old man can't see, a piece of rock with edges and corners dances intimately with the occasional undulating rope Wu, there is me in you, and you in me.

In the end, it was obvious that the angular rocks had the upper hand, and there were really only a few hemp ropes left.

The old man obviously noticed something was wrong, his clear eyes stared at Lao Yuan.

"Ha~" In the void, someone yawned, flicked their fingers, and the hemp rope snapped.

Unsurprisingly, the old man fell straight down, the wind whistling in his ears made him close his eyes subconsciously, and the thought of "my life is over" at this time turned into four big characters and was about to materialize.

The expected bloody scene did not appear, it was soft and had the unique aroma of straw...

Written as a tea sage, read as an old man with a big heart: "Huh?"

He didn't die, a large pile of straw from nowhere saved his life, hiss, it's just a twisted waist.

Xian Linyuan turned over in the air and was very satisfied with his behavior. This would not only make this tea sage suffer a little, but also keep an eye on it. How wonderful!

When you are older, you should be a little more self-conscious. Square dancing is so good. Why do you have to do dangerous activities like mountain climbing? Wouldn’t it be nice to live a hundred years honestly?

The old man who was lucky enough to escape the catastrophe decided to go home and drink a cup of tea to calm down his shock.

The thatched cottage exudes the fragrance of tea, the water is mountain spring water, and the tea is new tea that has just been roasted.

One set of movements is flowing clouds and flowing water. The sound of water hitting the teacup is clear and melodious, with bursts of rhythm. After a while, a cup of steaming tea is brewed.

The door moved slightly, as if there was a visitor, but the old man didn't pay attention, just closed his eyes and smelled the tea, and entered the state of tea tasting.

The door was dissatisfied, from a slight movement of the first level to a violent shock of the tenth level, which could no longer be ignored.

"Who is it!" The old man roared angrily, jumped up against the table, and rushed straight to the door.

There is no one outside the door, only the innocent crumbling bamboo door...

The tea sage who has nowhere to be angry: "..."

Before it was quiet for a few seconds, Qi rolled up again, his tea was gone, and the thief who was beaten by a thousand dollars took his tea!He was so meow that he didn't even spare the teapot and cup.

In the void, someone holding a pot in one hand and smashing a cup in the other said that it was a little bit better than usual, but he couldn't say what it was.

What I have to say is that it is worthy of being the tea made by Master Tea Sage, it is delicious... It is worthy of being Zuo Baichi's teacher.

When people are in deep despair, there is always a ray or two that will become the basis of salvation.

When Zuobaichi was at his craziest, he happened to meet such a calm and comfortable teacher who was in a wheelchair and usually liked to pretend to drink tea.

The ancient city of Jinhua is still singing and dancing today, the beautiful Princess Her Royal Highness patrolled the streets and performed, flower petals paved the ground, and the cheers of the people became louder and louder.

The Taoist priest with a long sword on his back watched from a distance. He is a practitioner who passed by here and passed by the beautiful princess.

They didn't know anyone, they were just passers-by.

No one knows that this ancient city will completely disappear after a hundred years due to the exhaustion of the oasis, and most of the people who live here have entered the Central Plains and mixed blood.

……

The tragedies of the past have been rewritten one by one, and those are the things that are most engraved in Zuo Baichi's memory.

Throughout the long river of history, the times have finally flourished. Things that were once considered unbelievable by the ancients have become reality, and the traffic is full of noise.

Father Xi had a very long dream. He dreamed that his daughter was far away from him. The hatred in his eyes became solid, and all this came from his own selfishness. Cold sweat drenched his body. When he got up, he lost his voice. cry bitterly.

Among the rose gardens, the girl in the white dress looked at the obscure books with a decent smile, her dignified and decent appearance was enough to be painted.

If her father hadn't rushed over suddenly, the old man said in tears that he would never force him anymore, everything would be perfect!

The dazed girl subconsciously clenched the book tightly, a gleam of light appeared in her eyes, and said Nuo Nuo: "Dad, can I go out and play for a while?"

Fearing that she would not be agreed, she added another sentence: "...just for a while!"

"Father will play with you." A stupid father with a broken string said, for some reason, he saw deep disgust in his daughter's eyes for a moment.

Haha, how come, it should be an illusion.

Well, the distance from strict father to stupid father may only need a dream.

"Dad." The girl in a long rose dress was so charming that she held the hand of a shy young man and announced generously, "This is your son-in-law."

"..."

"And congratulations on becoming a grandfather."

"Father-in-law, hello." The shy young man suddenly dropped his body and announced loudly, "I will treat Yunmeng well, please hand over your daughter to me."

"..." Father Xi clutched his chest, and for the first time doubted that dream that was so real was that his quick-acting heart-rescue pill was there!

No, the most important thing is that his little rose was eaten by a pig! ! !

Mrs. Zuo smiled lightly and took the young man's hand, "Good boy, let mom have a look, I've heard Yunmeng tell you about you a long time ago, my child didn't scare you!"

"Mom, no, Yunmeng is fine." The young man replied with a smirk.

"That's good, what do you like to eat, mom will cook for you..."

Father Xi sat down slowly covering his heart, he absolutely would not recognize this brat, but who would care about him?

A certain day in 1993 was a special point in time.

In the maternity hospital, a pregnant woman started to go into labor, and she held her husband's hand tightly: "Zheng, I seem to be about to give birth."

The handsome man's expression changed drastically, he put down the knife he was peeling an apple, and shouted heart-piercingly, "Doctor, doctor—my wife is about to give birth!"

He was fined and grounded after the last mission almost went wrong, but he only said that his old boss cared about him, allowing him to concentrate on spending time with his wife.

But just because he was able to kill the enemy on the battlefield doesn't mean he can care about having children.

It hurts to give birth to a child, why not him!

The pregnant woman who looked at the silly father burst out laughing, and was sent to the delivery room by the doctor who rushed over.

On the delivery table, she finally wasn't so calm anymore. The labor pains made her nervous, and her baby was about to come out.

An invisible hand touched her belly, she froze for a moment, as if it didn't hurt anymore?

Could it be that the labor pain just now was an illusion, the amniotic fluid has already broken before it's time to give birth?

The mother-to-be is caught up in a big question?

"Hold on," the doctor yelled.

The woman's body tightened, and she subconsciously exerted force. After a while, loud baby cries filled the delivery room. It took about 10 minutes——

It wasn't until the doctor showed her the baby in his arms that she realized from the bewildered state whether it was going too well.

The baby came out before she was in urgent pain!

The wrinkled little face was reflected on her cheeks, she couldn't help laughing, all doubts were left behind, she was a handsome little guy!

The newborn child hadn't opened its eyes yet, but subconsciously waved its hands and cried in one direction.

What's there, something very kind, why don't you come and hug him?

An invisible finger poked the little baby, smiling and crying: "I did it! Tangtang——"

Xian Linyuan kept repeating, he did it, the person who was erased from the world reappeared with an ordinary posture!

"Wow~" The little baby grabbed the finger accurately and babbled as if responding.

Xian Linyuan didn't even dare to use force, when had his Tangtang been so fragile, it seemed that he would get hurt just by touching it lightly.

All the noisy voices stopped here, and with the most sincere blessings, he slowly said: "You must grow up well."

"I can't stay with you forever this time!"

"Tangtang, I'm leaving!"

"..."

The movement in the delivery room resumed as before. The baby finally lost his fingers and cried very loudly. At this time, he didn't know that this was the worst cry in his life.

In the blink of an eye, the void has arrived, followed by someone.

And he just rubbed the corners of his red eyes, smiled behind him, and clapped his hands: "Congratulations, Mr. Police Officer has caught the prisoner!"

"You like human beings that much." The great existence of dark matter asked, as he said, it only takes a little time to find Xian Linyuan.

He quietly watched everything his child did, like a polite voyeur.

"I only like Tangtang." Xian Linyuan paused, and added: "I like it the most, even more than I like myself."

This great being obviously couldn't understand it, and therefore seemed a bit at a loss for words: "For him...?"

"I can die for Tangtang." Xian Linyuan's tone became cold, "That's the way to die at the root."

"He doesn't remember you now." This is a fact, and the reborn baby has become a blank paper again, without any trace of the person who used to be.

"Want to make a bet?"

"I don't do things that don't make sense."

"After you win, I will be with you for tens of thousands of years." Said, Xian Linyuan laughed in a low voice, and threw out the chip: "And I will try to like you."

"... No matter from any angle, that human will never have the chance to meet you again."

"Can I understand that you are afraid?"

"You won't see each other again... But, I agree to the bet." The obvious aggressive method, but since the child wants him to agree, let him agree!

Xian Linyuan spoke first: "Limited to 100 years."

The Great Will of Dark Matter: "...26 years."

"Tsk."

"Now, follow me." The great will of the dark matter world turned into a human form, held the runaway child's hand, and took a step.

In the years when the core was absent, the situation in the dark matter world was not very good.

Let him see how far a human being who can make his core resist to such an extent can do it!

In this reconstructed world, everyone can be seen, only Xian Linyuan was never born from the very beginning!

With a limit of 26 years, Tang Xinfeng, can you find a stranger who you don't know and who is not in the same world?

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In the next chapter, please enjoy the "Xun Xian Ji" brought to us by our popular little flower (long time no see) Tang Xiaofeng

A dead fish eye: "Hey, am I going offline?"

A certain author: 'Well, after all, your role is almost done. '

A certain dead fish eye: "Hey, am I so shameless as the protagonist?"

A certain author: "Whispering, the princess with dead fish eyes will quietly wait for the prince to come to rescue her." '

A certain dead fish eye: "Ah, the author is really hopeless, let's stew it..."