Dream Maker [Rebirth]

Lu Ci pondered for a long time without any clue, suddenly remembered another matter, said: "Do you know what the fourth spiritual weapon is?"

Jiang He shook his head: "I don't know, I was only seven years old at that time, and I didn't know what spiritual weapon is or not. After I understood it, I didn't ask too much. Since the celestial master concealed its whereabouts, there must be him. For my own reasons, I will not inquire, nor do I want to inquire."

Lu Ci used to only feel that Jiang He was careful, but now it seems that his carefulness is more about repaying kindness and knowing how to measure.

He has almost blind trust in Ji Wuzhou, this kind of trust is not difficult to understand, one is out of the kindness of taking in, and the other is out of the love of constant companionship, for him, I am afraid that Ji Wuzhou is like a brother like a father Not too much.

The flying snow outside Luyu gradually thinned out, and after walking out of the snowy area, the sky brightened up little by little.

At this time, the mainland of the world has just arrived in the evening, and it is not as dark as the polar night snow field, and the wind has gradually become warmer, without the bitter cold in the snow field.

Lu Ci didn't ask any more questions, and only after Lu Yu had completely left the snowy area did he say, "How many days do you plan to go back?"

Jiang He thought for a while and said, "Three to five days, what's the matter?"

Lu Ci said: "Let's go for five days. I will pass by outside Qingzhou City and leave me behind. I will go back with you in five days."

Jiang He asked strangely, "Why are you going to Qingzhou?"

Lu Ci said: "You can go back to visit relatives, but I can't?"

Jiang He said, "Your home is in Qingzhou?"

Lu Ci responded vaguely, thinking that anyway, Jiang He didn't know Song Zhong's details, so how could he know where his home was?

As expected, Jiang He didn't ask any more questions, and when he was passing Qingzhou City, he found a deserted mountain foot to let Luyu land, and made an appointment to meet here at noon five days later.

The foot of this mountain seems to be not far from the city when viewed from above, but when the so-called watching the mountain run dead horses, I realized that it was not as easy as I imagined when I started to walk down-to-earth.

After all, Song Zhong's body is not as strong as his original body, and not long ago, he has been beaten repeatedly, and he has chest tightness and shortness of breath after walking a long distance.

After finally getting close to the city gate with a red face, he raised his sleeves and wiped the fine beads of sweat on his forehead, took a few deep breaths before entering the city.

At any rate, he had been to Qingzhou City once before, although he only walked half a street that day, but he still had a good impression of most of the signs on that street, and after a little inquiring, he found a familiar street.

The street market under the setting sun was very lively, and soon after entering the street, I passed the restaurant where I had dinner that night, and after a few steps, I met the owner of the "eye view six roads" stall.

This time Lu Ci came to the pharmacy that made Ji Wuzhou startled, so he didn't delay much, nodded and smiled at the stall owner and continued on his way.

Not long after, the alley where the dreamer lived last time appeared in the field of vision, and Lu Ci looked across the alley, and accurately fixed his eyes on the storefront called "Mushengtang".

After walking a few steps towards the shop, Lu Ci saw a person stepping over the threshold and leaving the shop door, and his feet froze suddenly.

South Bridge?

He dodged to the side subconsciously, covered his figure with the roadside booth, and then took a peek through the gap, and found that Nanqiao went out and walked towards the opposite alley without squinting.

When he entered the alley, Lu Ci moved out from behind the booth and followed him, but when he looked in at the entrance of the alley, there was no one there, and he didn't know if he turned a corner or used a teleportation talisman to leave.

Lu Ci stood at the entrance of the alley and frowned—no wonder Nanqiao was not in the small pavilion today, and the talisman paper of Qingzhou could not be found in the ice castle, did he use it?

But why did he come to Qingzhou?Why did you come to this pharmacy?

Lu Ci turned around and looked at the plaque of "Musheng Hall", feeling more and more that this shop has a door, and without any hesitation, he strode towards the door of the shop.

The business in the pharmacy is not booming, there are only a few people who buy medicine or consult doctors here and there. After Lu Ci entered the door, he glanced around and saw a clerk taking medicine for people at the counter. Opposite the medicine cabinet Sitting behind the consultation table is an elderly man who is taking the patient's pulse.

Both of them were busy, so Lu Ci thought to wait for a while, but unexpectedly, the guy was very enthusiastic, and greeted him while filling people with medicine: "Young master, do you want to buy medicine or ask a doctor?"

Lu Ci hadn't answered yet, but the elder behind the consultation desk turned his head and looked over, but was shocked when he saw it, and hurriedly stood up and brought down the stool: "Zhong, Zhong'er?!"

Without waiting for Lu Ci to respond, he immediately said to the person seeking treatment: "Sorry, I have something urgent, please wait a moment."

After finishing speaking, he walked around the consultation table as if he was afraid of anyone seeing him, grabbed Luci and dragged him to the backyard. While walking, he hurriedly said to the clerk at the counter: "Go and ask Chunyang to come back for a consultation, I have something to do!"

Lu Ci staggered all the way, but he was clear in his heart: I came to the right place, this elder recognized Song Zhong, he was probably the shopkeeper in the dossier who adopted Song Zhong as his son's book boy!

The elder pulled Lu Ci straight through the backyard and entered an empty house, turned around and locked the door, and closed the window vigilantly, before he hurriedly said: "You escaped back?!"

Lu Ci was stunned by the question, and then he realized that he thought he had escaped from the Xuanjingtai, and quickly explained: "No, it's the amnesty ceremony."

Lu Ci was still worried about whether he knew the grand ceremony, and if he didn't know, it would take a long time to explain, but he suddenly let out a long sigh of relief, and then finally showed a bit of joy: "So that's the case, they all said that they were in suspense. The Jingtai is a narrow escape, and the pardon ceremony is just a lifetime, I thought..."

The words stopped there and there was no more to say, but Lu Ci understood what he meant—I thought you would never come back.

Lu Ci sighed silently in his heart: You didn't think it was wrong, Song Zhong really couldn't come back, and now standing in front of you is just a stranger who has resurrected his soul.

Thinking that he came here today to prove his conjecture about Song Zhong. Once he talked about the past, he would inevitably be unable to hide the fact that he knew nothing about it. He simply used that omnipotent excuse again, saying: "Actually, I am hanging Jingtai injured his head when he was tortured, so he doesn’t remember anything.”

Lu Ci expected that the elder would be surprised when he heard this, but he did not expect that in addition to surprise, there was a more complicated emotion in his eyes, like confusion and confusion. He stared at Lu Ci for a long time before he said in disbelief: "You lost your memory too?"

"Also?" Lu Ci quickly caught the key point.

The elder blinked his eyes and took two steps back, sat down on the stool beside the table thoughtfully, and muttered, "Why are you both... How can it be such a coincidence?"

Although these words were doubts, they were more like emotions. He seemed to have encountered some unsolvable mystery, frowning and thinking about it.

Lu Ci followed him to the table and sat aside, poured him a cup of tea, and then said, "Who else has lost their memory?"

The elder stared at Lu Ci for a while, and said, "Shen'er."

After finishing speaking, he saw Lu Ci's blank face and asked, "You don't remember him, do you?"

Lu Ci nodded, and the elder said again: "What about me? Do you remember who I am?"

Seeing Lu Ci shaking his head, the elder couldn't help but sighed softly.

Lu Ci took advantage of the situation and asked: "Can you tell me about the past? We... and Shen'er you mentioned, how did we know each other? How did he lose his memory?"

The elder pinched the rim of the cup and turned the cup, rubbing the bottom of the cup against the table, as if he didn't know where to start, and it took a long time before he finally had a conversation.

The elder's name was Mu Yannian, and his ancestral home was in Yanzhou. The "Shen'er" he called was Mu Shenzhi, and he was his only son with his deceased wife.

The family tradition of the Mu family is the practice of medicine and medicine, and the ancestral sign "Mushengtang" has been in Yanzhou for hundreds of years.

Mu Shenzhi's mother was weak and passed away shortly after giving birth, and Mu Shenzhi seemed to have inherited his mother's physique. In addition, he was born prematurely, and he has been weak and sick since he was a child.

When he was six years old, Mu Shenzhi saw that other children had entered the school and wanted to follow suit. Mu Yannian was worried about his health and feared that he would not be able to bear the fatigue, so he repeatedly delayed letting him go.However, Mu Shenzhi was very persistent, and Mu Yannian couldn't hold back his temper, so when he was seven years old, he was sent to school as he wished.

That school was quite famous in Yanzhou, with its back against the foot of the mountain and a lotus pond beside it, and that lotus pond was the place where Song Zhong picked lotus when he was young.

Looking at the pond is not a laborious task, since Song Zhong has figured out the surrounding environment, he seems to be very comfortable.After learning that the compound on the bank was actually a school, he often rowed a small wooden boat against the tree on the bank to steal the teacher, listened to what his master said, and kept his eyes on the movement around the lotus pond.

That evening, when school was over, Song Zhong slid down the cat from the tree and boarded the boat deftly as before, intending to avoid people before they came out, so as not to eavesdrop and be discovered.

Just as he propped the small wooden boat into the lotus bushes to hide his figure, he suddenly heard a few whispers of laughter and cursing from the shore.

Song Zhong became curious, stopped Penny, turned around and pushed aside the lotus, looked out to the shore through the gap, and saw a few children aged seven or eight pushing a thin figure to the corner of the wall, with a smile on his face, But the words are not very clean.

At that time, Mu Shenzhi had just entered school, and most of the children in the school were bullies, and they were not friendly to him. In addition, he was quiet, intelligent, and studious. It is regarded as a thorn in the flesh.

The laughing, cursing, and shoving of the children were mostly nonsense, but when there were too many people making noise, they lost their sense of proportion. The leading child tore the cloth bag in Mu Shenzhi's hand and shook out books on the floor, and the other children rushed to grab them. He threw the book back and forth.

Mu Shenzhi was anxious and angry, he stopped and chased the scrolls flying around, but he was already weak, but those kids were energetic and powerful, he couldn't handle it at all.

Seeing a book falling into the lotus pond, he followed it without thinking too much, but just as he reached out to grab it, he was hit by an elbow behind him, and suddenly he staggered and fell to the surface of the water.

The "plop" sound of water frightened the child who bumped into him, and at the same time frightened the other people present—noisy nonsense, they never thought of pushing people into the water.

Everyone stared at Mu Shenzhi in the water in bewilderment, and after a while, someone shouted "Run!", and everyone immediately fled in all directions as if awakened.

Song Zhong never expected that this group of people would directly leave the drowning person alone, let alone that they would not even call for help.

Seeing that the person in the water seemed to be exhausted, he hurriedly poled out of the lotus bushes, and then jumped into the water to swim towards him.

Song Zhongshui is not bad, but he has no experience at all when it comes to saving lives.He clumsily grabbed the man, dragged him ashore, pressed his stomach, breathed out and pinched him, it took a lot of effort to finally wake Mu Shenzhi up.

After the earth-shattering cough, the two children looked at each other silently. It was the first time the two met, and thus formed an indissoluble bond.

Song Zhong sent Mu Shenzhi home, Mu Yannian felt lingering fear after hearing what had happened, and even thanked Song Zhong a thousand times. After asking about Mu Shenzhi's family background and learning that he always likes to go to school to eavesdrop when he usually visits the pond, With a thought, Mu Yannian asked Song Zhong if he would stay with his son to study with him.

Song Zhong didn't hesitate when he refused the reward, but he couldn't resist the temptation of being a companion. He hesitated again and again at a young age, and then nodded slightly under Mu Shenzhi's expectant eyes.

In this way, Song Zhong became Mu Shenzhi's book boy.

It is said that he is a storyteller, but his food and clothing costs are comparable to Mu Shenzhi's, and Mu Shenzhi never let him call himself "Young Master", he said: "I am older than you, you can call me brother."

From then on, the two went to school together, ate and lived together, learned piano together and often played chess together for more than ten years, talking about everything and being brothers.

If the story ended here, it would probably be considered a beautiful thing, but the heavens seem to be ignorant of the happiness of the human world, and the reason is that people's wishes are not fulfilled.