When Xiyao heard her father say she was careful, she nodded happily and said in a childish voice: "Okay." She looked like she was with me, don't be afraid. She was a little man, extremely firm.
Wang also wanted to go, but she was a little worried that Wenwen had a suspicion and was worried that she would be relentless, and Yaoyao couldn't take care of herself...
Wang said, "Then I will stay and decoct the medicine, you guys will go."
After everyone agreed, the two of them carried baskets and machetes on their backs and went up the mountain.
Wang touched Xiwen's forehead and found that it was no longer hot. He finally felt relieved: "Wenwen, if you sleep, do you feel uncomfortable? Remember to tell your mother, do you know? I'll go to decoct you now, and after taking the medicine, your health will be fine."
Xiwen nodded: "Okay."
Wang also told Xiyao to take care of Xiwen, and then went out to decoct the medicine.
"Okay!" Xiyao, who looked like a bamboo pole, sat on the kang very obediently, looking at Xiwen tightly, and couldn't bear to blink.
Xiwen: "......"
I thought to myself, wouldn’t her eyes be sore like this? I must be worried that I would be seeking a short-sighted view, so I didn’t dare to blink!
Thinking of the original owner's death, Xiwen sighed: "Little sister, my third sister is tired, I want to sleep for a while, so you can sleep too!"
Xiyao said, "I'm not tired, let's go to bed with my third sister!" The little guy thought to himself: What if she falls asleep but my third sister doesn't fall asleep and secretly runs to jump into the river? I can't sleep even if I beat you to death!
Xiwen: "..."
The little girl couldn't hide her expression, and Xiwen could tell at a glance. She sighed in her heart, closed her eyes, and began to sort out the original owner's memory.
Xiwen worked hard to sort out the original owner's memories so that she would not be found abnormal in this evil ancient society.
The original owner was because when he went to the town for medical treatment, he heard people in the village say that she was a sick person, a plague god, and a mourning star, and that she would sooner or later her family would be destroyed, and said that whoever was with her family would be unlucky.
When the original owner heard these words, he was irritated by the pain in his heart. When she thought that her family was indeed implicated by her.
Because she couldn't go to school, the eldest brother had to go up the mountain with his father and do odd jobs. Then he thought that his mother and his elder sister helped them wash clothes, and even their younger brothers and sisters went up the mountain to pick up firewood for their own diseases and buy medicine.
For ten years, the family sold green brick houses and fields, living in thatched huts and living a life of not having enough food or warm clothing.
Because he is weak and sick, he needs to eat some rice porridge to nourish his body, which has caused others to drink porridge and water every day, even Xiyao, the youngest.
When she was born, the family had good food and clothing. Later, because she became sick every few days, she emptied her family's wealth.
The original owner had always felt guilty in his heart, but now he was stimulated again, so he no longer wanted to implicate his family, so he jumped into the river and committed suicide while there was no one at home.
Fortunately, she was discovered and rescued. Unfortunately, her body could not withstand the torture and eventually lost her life, so she had a corpse with the same name and surname that she resurrected herself.
Xiwen closed her eyes and tidied up her thoughts. Suddenly, a hot touch came to her chest. It was a family heirloom given to her by her father. It was a black bead.
"hiss!"
"So hot, so hot!" The beads stinged the nerves in the brain. What the hell, this is going to burn me to death!
The next moment, the bead glowed with light. At this moment, a little light suddenly appeared in her mind. Soon the light expanded rapidly, and the white light was dazzling.
Then a huge suction force came, and suddenly, a dizzy moment, Xiwen felt her soul being pulled and torn apart, making her wish she could commit suicide immediately. Another sensation of dizziness suddenly came and she was sucked in.
When she became conscious again, she found herself in a place. In an instant, Xiwen looked around vigilantly and frowned in confusion. She only saw a vast white area, very mysterious.
This place has been observed by myself, but I can't find a way out...
Could it be a dream? an illusion?
But this feeling is too real! Then he bit his little arm hard and said, "Hiss~~."
Xiwen was unwilling to observe again. The more complicated the things were, the more he had to understand!
Just as her heart was twisting, a strange and tender voice suddenly rang out.
"It's been five hundred years... five hundred years, a full five hundred years. The Chaos Space has finally met a descendant who has passed the level of soul strength. It's really not easy, but I have to thank you for the years of worship of your souls for generations. Otherwise, even if you come, you won't have enough power to open the Chaos Space."
"Are you a human or a ghost? Could it be that... Is this bead why I traveled here? Is the predecessor of this body so weak and sick? Let me go!"
Before she could be surprised by the long five hundred years, Xiwen was attracted by the words behind her. She was slightly stunned. She seemed to understand something, and her sallow little face became gloomy.
"...Your soul was sucked by beads, but this is also the matter after the original owner's 'natural death'! This body is weak and sick, and it's not because of beads!"
In fact, it was not even clear whether the original owner's body was affected. After wiping the non-existent sweat, it hurriedly comforted Xiwen.
"Well... well... I am the guardian spirit pet. This is the chaotic space. It is the magic weapon left by your ancestors to the descendants for cultivation. Only by recognizing the master with the blood can you completely merge with the chaotic space. It can accommodate all things in the world, form a world of its own, and turn into a different space."
Upon hearing this, a hint of surprise flashed through Xiwen's heart, and her spiritual sense immediately retreated from the chaotic space. She bit her fingers and then directly stuck them to the beads. After the beads absorbed her blood, a layer of mysterious patterns floated on the surface. These patterns seemed to be alive, and kept wandering regularly on the beads.
Xiwen could feel the blood flowing rapidly from her hands. She wanted to take her hands away from the beads, but found that it was stuck and couldn't be removed at all. Just when she felt that she would die of blood by sucking it dry.
When the lines coincided at a point, suddenly the beads burst out with dazzling white light, and then turned into a stream of light and rushed into her eyebrows. A sound that seemed to come from ancient Hongmeng resounded in her mind.
"With your soul, we will make a contract, and the soul will accompany you forever, and the soul will be formed." The voice is extremely ethereal, extremely noble, and also extremely pleasant.
However, at this moment, a sound of "crack, crack" of space shattering came, and her eyes turned dark and she lost consciousness.
Just as she fell into a coma, there was a warm current in her body, wandering along the meridians throughout her body, and was quickly repairing and nourishing her body, as if she could take away all her fatigue.
It made her feel refreshed. Her originally tired and weak body seemed to have a little more strength, and she was no longer dizzy, and she had never felt relaxed and comfortable before. She felt like she was about to ascend, and she couldn't help but let out a pleasant hum in her comfortable mouth.
Just as Xiwen was about to wake up, her pores were opened and some light black liquid flowed out. It seemed that this warm current could wash away the muscles and marrow, and wash out all the remaining impurities in her body.
"Uh~, it smells so smelly!" The sticky smell on her body was emitting a foul smell that could not be described in words. The smell of soaring into the sky awakened Xiwen. She opened her eyes and raised her hand to touch her face. It was greasy and smooth. When she saw that the exposed skin was covered with a thick layer of black stains.
Xiwen: "????"
Seeing that Xiwen's actions changed, Xiyao was already stunned. She seemed to be scared. When she saw her suddenly open her eyes, she reacted and cried in panic: "Three Sister! Third Sister, what's wrong with you? Let me tell my mother!" She ran out like a gust of wind.
Wang quickly ran in and saw a stinky, dark person who seemed to come out of the mud pond towards him. He was stunned! At a loss!
Xiwen was also about to be vomited by her disgust and hurriedly said, "Mom, I want to take a shower!"
Wang was stunned for a moment, and ran and said, "Okay, Wenwen, don't come out, wait in the house."
Seeing this, Xiwen returned to the room and waited. After a while, Wang brought a large basin with half a basin of water and prepared a wooden bucket of hot water. Without thinking, Xiwen quickly took off the worn-out maroon on her body and jumped down without hesitation. After washing it three times in a row, she truly felt reborn.
After washing off all the stench, Xiwen had time to look at herself. After expelling impurities, her originally sallow and dry skin was as white, tender and smooth as if she had absorbed water, and was firm and elastic, as if she was a newborn.
The hair is like a good piece of silk, yellow and dry, and it is gone with a black luster.
She used the water to look at her face, her pair of spiritual eyes, and her beautiful and innocent face made her feel happy. Although her body was so thin and flat, she was still very satisfied.
After recognizing the master this time, Xiwen felt that she had completely merged with this body, and she truly felt that dust had settled and took root.
Now this body really belongs to her. But her head is a little empty, and she always feels that she has forgotten something important.
Wang and Xiyao were confused and looked at Xiwen and asked, "Wenwen, how do you feel now? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Looking at the worry in the eyes of Wang's mother and mother, a warm current flowed through Xiwen's heart. It was so good that someone cared for and regarded as a treasure by her family! She said with a smile, "Mom, little sister, I'm fine, don't worry."
Wang nodded, and his desire to say something but stopped, Xiwen wanted to laugh. The beads were originally inherited from the ancestral things and did not intend to hide them from the family, but they didn't say now: "Mom, wait for dad and the others to come back to talk together? The medicine doesn't need to be boiled anymore, I'm completely cured! You fuck you and my little sister, I want to calm myself down."