After wearing the book, I broke the plot

As soon as we arrived, there was light rain in the sky. The hawkers were cursing and clearing up their stalls. Pedestrians hurried home. After a while, there was no one on the street.

Song Qi hid under the eaves, and the rain didn't stop for a long time, but the rain became heavier and heavier, half of his clothes were soaked by the splashed rainwater, and the slanting wind was still blowing the raindrops onto his face one by one.

Getting caught in the rain is a trivial matter, the most urgent thing for him is to figure out whether this is an illusion formation or a simulated small real world.

After being drenched in the rain for a while, Song Qi covered his nose and sneezed. At this time, an old man wearing a bamboo hat and coir raincoat passed by. Seeing Song Qi's distressed appearance, he led the buffalo and walked over. Yu Li handed it to him and said: "You are so weak, put it on and go home."

"But if I take it away, you'll have to get wet in the rain." Song Qi rubbed his congested nose, waved his hand and pushed the rain hat back.

The old man said: "My whole body is wet anyway, and I still have a coir raincoat, so I can't get wet. Hurry up, if you get wet again, you will definitely get sick. The autumn rain is very cold."

Song Qi thanked him, took the rain hat, and asked, "This is the fourth year of Kaiyuan? I have forgotten a bit, how is the world today?"

The old man glanced at him and said: "It's still a little bit, the Sui Dynasty has been destroyed for four years, now it's the Five Kingdoms, there are five princes and kings in the world."

"So, thank you."

Song Qi ejected his spiritual power to protect the old man's heart. The old man felt his body become warm instantly, and he walked much more lightly. He felt strange, and secretly glanced at Song Qi. Song Qi smiled at him, put on the rain hat and left.

After bidding farewell to the old man, Song Qi found an inn along the way, the door of the inn was slammed by the strong wind, and no one cared about it, Song Qi hesitated for a moment, but still stepped in, there were many people sitting in the lobby , was drinking tea and chatting about something, while the waiter was sitting behind the table dozing off.

Due to the dim light of the rainy day, the hall was lit with lights, and the aroma of wine and vegetables wafted, showing a bit of human fireworks.

Song Qi knocked on the counter and said, "Excuse me, can I get a room?"

"The key is there. Find a vacant room to live in by yourself. Remember to pay when you leave." Xiao Er half-deadly raised one hand and waved it like a fly, then fell back on the table with a snap, and fell asleep again. caught.

Song Qi shook his head, thinking that this restaurant is so lively, but he probably doesn't make much money.

He had no choice but to take a key and go upstairs to find a good room, and went to the kitchen to boil a basin of hot water to clean it.

In a strange place, it is a good thing to save a little spiritual power, in case of unexpected accidents, Song Qi made himself look like a mortal.

But he also likes it.

Song Qi was thinking while taking a bath. The reactions of the people who came here all the way to his arrival were normal. They shouldn't belong to the illusion. The illusion shouldn't have such a real reaction. Could it be that person who simulated what happened 21 years ago into reality? Is it a large formation?

The opponent's strength is probably much stronger than he thought.

After taking a hot bath and putting on dry clothes, Song Qi felt alive again. When he was thinking about the next step, he sneezed several times in succession. The wind blowing in from the window seemed extremely cold. It's better to close the window while sneezing.

He touched his forehead, and unexpectedly found that he had a cold.

Since wearing the book, Song Qi has never been sick again. This is the first time he has experienced it. He thinks it is very novel. Lying on the bed, he can use his spiritual power to warm up, but it doesn't seem to get better, so he went downstairs to borrow an umbrella and go to the pharmacy. Bought some needed medicine.

When he came out, he was tripped suddenly. Song Qi stood still and turned around to look, only to see a small ball huddled under the raindrop eaves. When he looked up at Song Qi, his black eyes were gloomy.

Song Qi was stunned for a while, feeling a sense of space-time disorder.

This child looks very similar to Sui Sui, but he is a little younger than Sui Sui, only about three years old.

He took a step towards the child, and the child shrank back a bit, trying to scare Song Qi away from him with an unfriendly expression.

Song Qi had no choice but to stand not far away and asked, "Little friend, what's your name?"

The child stared at him but didn't answer, Song Qi began to doubt again, maybe it's just because of his resemblance, after all Suisui was so well-behaved when he was young, how could he show such an expression.

But in the end, he still couldn't turn around and leave. He touched his body and found that there was nothing to eat, and there were only three copper coins in the storage bag, which was only enough for him to go to the bun shop not far away to buy a steamed bun.

I can't even afford a slightly sunken bun.

Song Qi handed the steaming steamed buns to the child, the child hesitated to take it, and took a light bite.

This time when Song Qi walked towards him again, the child didn't express anything else, but still maintained a sense of distance.

Song Qi asked, "Where are you from?"

"The red sea." The child took a bite of the steamed stuffed bun and added, "And, the black hell."

Song Qi thought for a while, then asked again: "Is there no one else in your family?"

"There is a grandfather."

"What about your grandpa?" "Throw me out and say he will pick me up in a month." The child's teeth haven't grown yet, and it took him a while to eat half of the steamed buns, and he couldn't eat anymore.

He lowered his head and said softly: "But I don't want to go back, so I hid it."

Although this child is young, he speaks clearly and fluently. If he doesn't look so much like Sui Sui, Song Qi even suspects that they are two people. research.

Song Qi asked: "Why don't you want to go back? You are so young, you are wandering outside, and it is easy to meet bad people."

"I'm not young." The child looked up at him, and said, "I only took shape recently, and I grew up very slowly."

Song Qi laughed and said, "It's because I don't eat, that's why I grow slowly."

"No, don't treat me as a child." The child rolled his eyes at him, and said, "I am different from you humans. The power that can make me grow has not yet appeared, so I can only grow slowly."

Song Qi listened to the child's clumsy nonsense, smiled, and said according to his words: "What is the power that can make you grow up?"

"Maybe murder?" The child tilted his head and said, "Because grandpa always asks me to kill, the things in the black hell and the red sea are afraid of me."

"Well, you are very good, kid." Song Qi couldn't help rubbing the top of the kid's head, he wasn't annoyed when he was slapped away, he was already smiling.

The child said: "But I can become an adult and become as tall as you."

Song Qi thought to himself, this child still has a dream of cultivating immortality, he didn't expose it, but said: "Then if you grow up, can you still become a child?"

"Of course not. It can only be changed into a big one, not a small one. It's not bone shrinking." The child puffed up his cheeks and said, "When I can no longer become a child, it proves that I have grown up."

Song Qi rubbed the top of his head without fear of death, this time the child didn't slap his hand away again, Song Qi's eyes were soft, and he said softly, "I hope you won't grow up."

This child is too small, but he lacks the effort to look like a young adult. The deciduous teeth have not yet fully grown, and he speaks fluently. The cloth he wears is also very soft. The family must be either rich or expensive.

The child stared at him fixedly, pinched one of Song Qi's fingers with his chubby little hand, and asked, "Don't you like grown-up children?"

Song Qi shook his head, changed the subject and said, "Go back quickly, or tell me where your home is, and I'll take you back."

"No, I'll go back by myself." The child stuffed the unfinished steamed buns back into Song Qi's arms, got up and was about to leave. Seeing that it was raining heavily outside, Song Qi tore off most of the waterproof cloth to cover him, and found a red string Tie it up and fix it, and hastily made a cloak to protect it from the rain.

The child touched the red knot on his neck, lowered his eyes and said, "I am ninth in the family, and there are eight elder brothers in front of me. You can also call me Ah Jiu just like grandpa. I hope to meet you again in the future."

He waved to Song Qi, then turned around and ran into the rain curtain.

The short legs also run very fast.

Song Qi snapped back to his senses, and when he chased after him again, all he could see was the empty street, and the child was nowhere to be found.

When Song Qi returned to the inn, he still felt unreal when he was cooking medicine in the kitchen. Did he meet Ah Jiu from 21 years ago?But why 21 years ago, Ah Jiu still looked like a child?

Has he not grown up for so many years?

Song Qi pinched his nose and drank the medicine, lying on the bed and still thinking over and over again. He was sure that this was a small world that simulated 21 years ago, but because of Ah Jiu's appearance, he dispelled his doubts.

Even at the master's level, the simulated small world cannot create a person who has never seen it before. The person who set up this formation could not have seen Ah Jiu when he was so young, let alone create it so realistically.

Did he really come here 21 years ago by chance?Or, the world here coincides with the real world 21 years ago, and what he encounters is equivalent to a "reflection"?

The more he thought about it, the more he had a headache, Song Qi covered himself in the quilt for a while, and sighed deeply.

21 years, this number is very important. At that time, it was the year before the Chi family changed, and it was also the year when the Xuanzhen faction was about to solve the civil strife. At this time, Qiu He was not born yet, so this formation will not be Qiu He. set.

After excluding Qiu He, Song Qi could only think of the person who really knew the corpse puppet technique.

The sound of rain outside the window, when Song Qi was falling asleep listening to the sound of the rain, there was an extremely loud sound of fighting downstairs, causing the wooden floor to vibrate. Song Qi turned over, unable to fall back asleep, got up and opened the door .

Downstairs, a group of Xuanzhen disciples wearing the uniforms of the Xuanzhen sect were fighting with another thin boy. The boy was very cunning, and he turned all the tables upside down without using many tricks, and swayed to avoid it. The attacks that come are often the people around him who are watching the show.

The disciple of Xuanzhen sect scolded angrily: "Bold devil, I have to arrest you and hand you over to the elders today!"

Seeing the disciples of the Xuanzhen School being played around by the demon boy, Song Qi couldn't help but squeeze out a ray of spiritual power and hit the boy's legs.

He looked very dissatisfied at the direction where the spiritual power was attacking, and shouted: "It's not worth it, what kind of a man is he who makes dirty tricks!"

Seeing this, the young man was stunned, and Song Qi was also stunned, this young man was actually Er Dong.