[Comprehensive Mythology] The Daoist Dismantles the Official Match

Before the time travel, the administrator in charge of their internship only told them that they would have a suitable identity after the time travel, but they didn't say what kind of identity it would be.

The little elf was taken aback, as if he hadn't told his master about his current identity yet.

Is it a bit too much for me to say that just now?

Forget it, who cares, the master doesn't know anyway.

All the information was stuffed into Song Youchu's mind at once, and he slapped his ass and fled.

Caught off guard, he was overwhelmed by the huge amount of data and had a splitting headache. He just felt like someone was chiseling fiercely with a chisel, and he wanted to vomit frequently.At that time it was only a physical pain, but now it is a double torture both physically and mentally.

Song Youchu was lying on the bed, pressing his aching head, watching the elf disappear in a flash, gnashing his teeth in his heart.

Just wait, one day I will let you have a taste of this.

It took a long time before all the data was consumed.

The original owner is the same as Song Youchu, who is only seven years old now.

Although he was called Cousin Xu Jiaorong, he was not related by blood to the Xu family. He was the foster son picked up by the Song family couple.

Some time ago, the Song family couple died of dysentery accidentally, and they had no relatives at home, so they sent Song Youchu to Xu Jiaorong's place.

Song Youchu knew that he was not the parent and child of the Song family couple. The death of the Song family couple had hit him too hard. He once thought that he was the one who killed them.

A few days ago, because I couldn't bear the torture and torture in my heart, I was in a trance and accidentally fell into the river.

Even though he was picked up, but because of his young age, the heartbreak of the past few days made his body weak, and he developed a high fever that night, and he just passed away before he recovered.

Seeing this, Song Youchu was completely relieved.

Now just find his lover who doesn't know who will be reincarnated.

As for holding the red thread for the protagonist, with the blessing of the protagonist's halo, they should be together, and it is not easy to tie the red thread.

However, what Song Youchu did not expect was what kind of malicious surprise this world would give him.

The door was pushed open with a "squeak".

Song Youchu straightened up, and saw Xu Jiaorong approaching with a bowl of strange liquid.

Song Youchu frowned in disgust.

This should be traditional Chinese medicine, right, but why does it taste so strange? It's completely different from the one he's ever drank, right?

Seeing Song Youchu's sour face, Xu Jiaorong shook her head, she just thought it was a child who was afraid of suffering and didn't want to take the medicine, and didn't care.

Xu Jiaorong smiled, put the tray on the table, walked over with the medicine bowl in one hand, and said, "Little cousin, drink up the medicine."

Song Youchu was about to refuse, saying that he went to drink.

But thinking that he was still a sick patient who couldn't even get out of bed, Song Youchu became depressed. After thinking about it, let's forget it.

"Okay." Song Youchu took the medicine bowl, refused Xu Jiaorong's spoonful of feeding, pinched his nose and closed his eyes, and swallowed for a few mouthfuls.

Seeing Song Youchu obediently drinking the medicine, Xu Jiaorong smiled gratifiedly.

Her cousin, since she was a child, knew that she was not her own, so she always felt insecure and never left her uncle and aunt for half a step.

Ever since my uncle and aunt left, I have closed myself up, and I don’t want to touch the outside world. I feel that I am abandoned, and even commit suicide again and again, wanting to leave with my uncle and aunt.

She missed it this time, but luckily she found it in time.

Now I finally figured it out, as long as I am willing to drink the medicine, I will be fine.When a person is alive, there is no hurdle that he can't overcome. When his parents left, he was not the only one who dragged his younger brother to grow up. Just think about it clearly.

"Sister, I'm done drinking." Song Youchu didn't have any morals, and called his sister naturally, his bitter face wrinkled together, his eyes were dazed, he wiped his mouth fiercely, and handed the medicine bowl to Xu Jiao Allow.

Looking at Song Youchu's dull gaze, Xu Jiaorong felt amused in her heart.

This cousin is still so afraid of taking medicine.

Song Youchu was already dizzy from the bitterness. He didn't expect that not only the smell was horrible, but also the taste was unbearable to look at directly. It is worthy of the original flavor of medicinal materials, which can really kill people invisible.

Xu Jiaorong tried the temperature again, and after making sure that she didn't repeat it again, she said softly: "Little cousin, are you hungry? My sister cooked some porridge. It happened that your cousin came back. I asked him to bring it to you. OK?"

"Okay." Song Youchu blinked and replied subconsciously, with a tense expression, he was a little dazed.

Xu Jiaorong saw it clearly, and couldn't help but laugh, secretly thinking that this medicine is so bad?

"You just woke up, don't think about anything else, have a good rest, I'll go out first." Xu Jiaorong went out with the medicine bowl, and closed the door by the way.

There was a creaking sound of closing the door, and Song Youchu regained his sanity from the confusion.

"What kind of medicine is this? It's killing me!" Song Youchu kept fanning the cool breeze inside, as if it didn't hurt so much.

The little elf observed the words and expressions, and saw that Song Youchu hadn't noticed anything unusual, so he flew back with fluttering little wings. Hearing this sentence, he felt a little gloating.

"At least one-fifth of the ingredients in it are yellow lotus, so it's no wonder it's not bitter."

"Little elf, are you looking for a beating?" Song Youchu struggled to get up, and poured himself a few mouthfuls of boiled water, only to feel that the smell in his mouth was much lighter and less unbearable.

But when he heard the elf's laughing words, his face changed for the better, and it suddenly turned from sunny to cloudy.

"It's nothing to do with me, it's obviously because you are too much trouble yourself, you can't even bear such a little hardship." The little elf hugged his chest and snorted coldly.

Song Youchu gritted his teeth: "Don't let me catch you, or see how I fix you."

Since he was a child, although he has had a bad life, his body has always been good, and he has never been so half-dead. This feeling of general weakness is really terrible.

"dong dong dong"

"Little cousin, are you up, I came in?"

As soon as Song Youchu moved to the bed, he heard a knock on the door.Immediately afterwards, a kiss that belonged to a teenager came.

The one who could come at this time and still call him cousin must be his unlucky cousin Xu Xian.

"Cousin, come in, I'm up." Song Youchu pulled off the clothes on the bedside and put them on, and then combed his hair to prevent himself from looking embarrassed.

When Xu Xian walked in, the first thing that caught his eye was his little cousin, sitting on the bed blankly, wearing messy clothes casually, his fluffy head was loosely tied with a hairband, so that he couldn't take it off, he put his hands on the bed , a pair of white tender feet shaking.

Yuanyuan's little face was red, with a little baby fat, and she was still sobbing slightly, her almond eyes were filled with water vapor, and she looked at herself in a daze, looking innocent and cute.

Xu Xian couldn't help but smile, how could this little cousin feel more interesting than before.

Put the porridge on the table, and said to Song Youchu, "Can you come here, do you need me to help you?"