Great Demon King Airborne Rollover [Quick Transmigration]

After the medicine was cooked, his younger brother Song Yuancheng gently kicked the door open with his foot, carefully holding a bowl of pitch black soup with both hands.

"Father, I put the medicine here, don't forget to drink it when it cools down."

"Eh good."

The door was ajar, Qu Yang closed it, to hide the sight of the people in the hospital quietly watching, and along with the movement of his fingertips, set a barrier on the door.

After finishing these quietly, Qu Yang turned around and reminded: "Be more careful at home, don't always open the door."

Song Yuancheng opened his eyes wide: "Brother, please keep your voice down, they have good ears and can hear you!"

Father Song lay peacefully on the bed, and snorted when he heard the words: "Didn't you say that the disciples of Asking Book Pavilion are of good character? Which one is this song from?"

"Being defensive is essential." The original owner stumbled on this and never got up again.

"Don't worry, I usually don't let outsiders in when I have nothing to do. It makes you nervous. Yesterday I said that these people were at home, and I asked the neighbors to help me manage, so I went to the puppet troupe to find work. Why are you still in trouble now? Woke up?"

Father Song joked a few words, turned his head to look at his eldest son who was stirring the soup, and felt relieved.

Due to his own illness, his son has grown a lot with the naked eye.

The two had a wordless tacit understanding, but the same words stinged slightly in the young man's ears.

Song Yuancheng frowned and muttered: "Sister Zuo and the others are very nice people, so you shouldn't be so wary...Brother, why are you like a hedgehog?"

Qu Yang smiled and didn't explain, he just said to Song Yuancheng: "You stay here to watch the house, if there is any movement, go to the uncle's and sister-in-law's house next door for help."

"Know it."

He walked out, but was stopped by Song Lao: "The heirloom, are you going to take it there today?"

Qu Yang turned around, the skinny old man in his fifties was out of breath, struggling to sit up on the bed, Song Yuancheng next to him was startled, and hurried over to help him: "Father, don't get excited, we have something to talk about ah!"

"Brother, look at you!"

Father Song stared at the wooden box in Qu Yang's hand, trying to calm his breath, but he couldn't calm down, and pointed with trembling fingers: "It's easy to say, you put down the heirloom for me."

"I'm seriously ill now. According to your words, I have no strength to restrain a chicken. It doesn't matter if I let you go. But you are going to a theater troupe now! There are so many people, and you can bring this thing to the past, you will not be punished." People think about it?"

Father Song's face was full of blood, his thin face was flushed with anxiety, but his lips were pale and peeled, even so, Qu Yang still held the wooden box firmly in his hand, without obeying his words meaning to stay.

Father Song said sharply, "I'll let you put down the puppet!"

Qu Yang shook his head: "This puppet is useful to me, not to mention keeping it at home, it's not safe in the current situation."

Song Yuancheng hurriedly comforted the out of breath Father Song, and shouted: "Brother, listen to your father, and quickly leave the family heirloom here!"

With tears in his eyes, Father Song coughed several times and beat the bed heavily.

"You use this puppet as a reward to invite that doctor to come and treat it? But the roots of our old Song family are gone. Why am I still living in this world?"

There was a lot of movement in the room. Everyone in Wenshuge who bought food and came back to eat vaguely heard something, looked up at each other from their rice bowls, and continued to eat.

Zuo Qiutang looked back thoughtfully.

Heirloom, puppet?

Then she lowered her head and smiled again, based on the background of this family, I am afraid that the heirloom puppet is not something extraordinary.

But at the beginning, I heard the legendary story of the poisonous puppet from the master, and the Martial Arts Tournament is less than a month away, so it would be nice to have a more powerful puppet next to me.

After a while, the quarrel in the house became quieter, and the eldest son of the Song family picked up the wooden box and went out, while the younger son closed the door angrily after he left. .

Someone in the yard finished their meal and couldn't help but look over when they saw the movement.

Qu Yang smiled apologetically at them, and walked quickly towards the door, being stopped by Zuo Qiutang on the way.

"Young Master Song, this is..."

Pointing to the wooden box in his hand, Qu Yang smiled and said, "Go and find some work in the theater troupe living in Baiyun Temple to supplement the family income."

"So," Zuo Qiutang smiled knowingly, "Speaking of which, I have been in Qingcheng for several days with my brothers and sisters, but I haven't learned the beauty of this hanging silk puppet show."

The beauty's words contained subtlety, and Qu Yang invited her rightly: "Tomorrow someone is getting married in the east of the city, and I have invited a theater troupe to 'give the ceremony'. If you are free tomorrow morning, you can go and have a look."

Jian Shuiqiu watched him quietly, Zuo Qiutang asked: "Then, can we see Mr. Song in the puppet show?"

"Young lady, you are joking. Those on the stage are all skilled masters. I have little talent and learning. It is not bad to be able to do odd jobs in the troupe."

Regret flashed in Zuo Qiutang's eyes: "I was the one who was abrupt."

After Qu Yang left, Zuo Qiutang looked away, sat down at the table again, and clenched his hands on his knees.

Brother Wen Shuge put down his chopsticks, and said "tsk tsk" twice: "At first I saw that this kid was gentle and polite to his junior sister, and thought he was just another courtier. I didn't expect it, he was actually a puzzling romantic!"

The junior brother shook his right index finger: "Hey, it's more than that, this guy is very cunning. Who can't understand the euphemism of the senior sister? If it were someone else, he would have already invited the senior sister to watch this puppet show together." .”

"What about him in the end? Tactfully reminded me more than Junior Sister, yes, there will be a show tomorrow morning, if you are interested, go and watch it by yourself."

"Why are you laughing? People rely on hard power to make a family. Can you do it?"

Zuo Qiutang's face froze slightly, and he heaved a sigh of relief until the junior brother said the last sentence jokingly.

She sat there upright, wearing a skirt, with a delicate fragrance, and she was still the picturesque beauty that others could not reach.

Zuo Qiutang smiled and said shallowly: "Okay, how can you talk about people behind their backs?"

Qu Yang was walking on the street carrying a wooden box, and when he saw familiar people along the way, he nodded his head as a greeting.

0641 floated from behind, pursing his lips and turning around: "I'm so mad, I'm so mad!"

"What's the matter?" Qu Yang bought a candied haws and stuffed it when no one else was looking.

0641 took a big bite of a sugar-coated hawthorn, and handed it to Qu Yang: "The host will eat it too."

Seeing Qu Yang ate one, he waved his hand, 0641 took the candied haws in his hands, and then said angrily: "They said behind your back that you don't understand style, you're a stupefied young man who has been single for more than 20 years based on your strength, and you don't mean what you say It's because of how good Zuo Qiutang is that Qipa doesn't like her."

"Bah! They know nothing!"

Xiao Guangtuan lay on his shoulders, feeling very uncomfortable, seeing Qu Yang listening with a smile on his face, babbling and swearing with rainbow farts.

"Hmph! The host is so good, no one is worthy of it!"

The small mouth was playing happily, Qu Yang couldn't help but put down the wooden box, lifted the light ball over, and rubbed his head in a stormy manner.

Squatting on Qu Yang's shoulder again, 0641 was a little dizzy, Mosquito Repellent's eyes relaxed for a while, and suddenly realized something was wrong: "This is not the way to Baiyun Temple."

Qu Yang shrunk to an inch and reached the outside of the city in just a few steps.

Not far away was a towering tree, under which stood several powerful masters.

Zuo Hengyuan rubbed the scroll in his hand, and said in a deep voice: "There are only three pills of this harmless pill, brother Lu only keeps one pill, as for the rest..."

The little disciple thoughtfully took the wicker chair off his back, and the doctor surnamed Lu sat on it, with his hands folded in his sleeves, watching from the sidelines, crossing his legs, and trembling nonchalantly.

"Simple, if you fight here, I will give it to the two who win."

calm.

This is the only one who studied medicine among the top ten masters today.

People in the rivers and lakes are called medical immortals.

The four people standing under the tree looked at each other, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

"How to compare?"

Dr. Lu pointed upwards at the towering tree behind them: "Isn't there a ready-made competition venue here? Let me give you an idea. Fight against each other on this tree, and the winner will take Dan. "

He seemed to have soft bones all over his body, and he was out of shape in the rattan chair. He also took out a folding fan and tapped his palms again and again.

"However, we must be careful not to damage the branches of this tree in the slightest, and we must not sweep down too many fallen leaves, otherwise it will be regarded as a loss. You are all top-notch masters in the Jianghu, so there must be some way to control the internal force. .”

After saying so many words in one breath, Dr. Lu seemed to be tired. He opened the folding fan with a "snap", and asked the little disciple to fan him to refresh himself. very.

The four first-class masters looked at each other, secretly thinking about which one would have a better chance of winning, but they didn't notice that a few puppets that were not as high as their knees hugged their legs.

"what!"

Dr. Lu stared at this strange and scalp-numbing scene in astonishment, and then squirmed his legs and feet, trying to get up and run, but unexpectedly, he was stumbled, and his buttocks fell on the ground, which was painful.

A puppet hugged his calf relentlessly, its pastel-painted face was pink and cute, and its bright smiling face was facing him, making Dr. Lu roll his eyes in fright.

"Mom! Good disciple, save Master!"

The four people under the tree woke up as if they had just woken up from a dream, and they were shocked when they looked down. Then they hurriedly used lightness kung fu, flying a foot up, but the puppet pulled them down with force, and fell to the ground with them. After waiting for a height, he clapped his hands happily.

A voice came: "You don't mind taking the lead?"