Author: plastic kite

"Okay, okay, I'll help you find it."

The voice was full of sinister laughter.

"Don't say it so harshly. Immortality is something that many people dream of, so why has it become poison to you? I treat you well, so why do you have to say such things to hurt your kindness?"

Isn't it just that you can't touch his wooden doll until the letter is completed? You're just playing house with this old guy, no problem.

"But before that, you have to tell me the exact time of completion. You know, I like to deal with smart people."

Song's father was completely helpless. He seemed to be struggling a little. He hesitated and sighed repeatedly. The muddy table was full of stains. "Give me another three months."

"Really? That's great...I mean, it's difficult." 446 high-fived the stranger across from him in celebration, as if he was sure that Father Song wouldn't hear anything outside.

Song's father, who was supposed to be "ear-blind", subconsciously adjusted his cloth and threw the two small things on it into the grass nearby.

"Now, give your body to me."

…

"Father Song" flexed his shoulders and sighed to himself that it was indeed the right thing to keep this body young and energetic. In addition to being able to work in the best condition, more importantly, it meets his needs.

Ah, fresh flesh.

"In this small area, how difficult is it to find someone, let alone a wooden person with an obvious goal? This Song Gong looks young, maybe his brain is not working well, right?"

But he had just taken two steps when he suddenly realized something was wrong.

"System, did you release the clone?"

"No."

So what's going on with time and space? He hasn't heard about the abnormal stagnation of time and space.

The system pondered for a moment, "Is it possible that you have been selected as an intern here?" Although even he himself found this idea absurd. If a new person comes here, he should receive the news as soon as possible.

But in the current situation, it's no wonder that Song Hongchun couldn't find anyone and was so impatient that he gave in by burning silk. You must know that he had a big quarrel with 446, and the two of them cut off their seats and vowed not to associate with each other until death.

As a secondary parasitic host, Song Hongchun's range of activities is only a three-mile radius from the time stagnation point, barely radiating to the southwest corner of Song's house.

I guess I faced great resistance even on the way home.

"Forget it, find someone first, and then adjust the information when you get back. Don't come out yet, otherwise you will disturb time and space and lose clues."

The search for "Father Song" took most of the day.

And where was "Song Zhixi" for most of the day?

She was being beaten on the hands by her master, and after the beating, she had to carry water and tie her horse up.

"Master, master, hit him gently." Chen Tong turned his head and didn't dare to look. He looked frightened, fearing that he would pull his hand away after just one glance.

The female Taoist smiled and patted her palm, which was like a numbing alcohol cotton ball before an injection. "What are you afraid of? Didn't you have a lot of fun just giving the water to Junior Brother?"

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. There are always clear rewards and punishments in the door."

"This deserves a reward."

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I don’t dare anymore. I don’t dare anymore. I don’t dare anymore.

After sitting on the board and squatting on the horse, Chen Tong rubbed his neck and shoulders. This master is truly the most strict teacher in the sect. He has to sit down even if he is being slandered among his disciples.

Just as she, the "senior sister", wanted to do something good, the other party poured cold water on her, completely extinguishing her enthusiasm.

Standing next to his master every year, he watched his senior sister walk back to the venue in vain, feeling very guilty. He was the junior brother who caused Chen Tong to be punished. He wanted to beg for mercy, but his master just waved his hand and rejected him.

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From the beginning of the punishment to the end of the punishment, the master stood upright with his arms held up from the beginning to the end. Nian Nian thought it was his own illusion. The master's face was always tense, which was not good-looking.

But that's wrong. Master never showed any expression when punishing people.

"Your senior sister is someone who wants to do big things. The only way to make things easier in the future is to arrest her more harshly."

The school teaches students in accordance with their aptitude. If you don't have enough qualifications or are unwilling to endure hardship, you can apply for a superficial study to just strengthen your body.

But Chen Tong can't.

She is from over there.

"What I'm afraid of is that she will give up."

Fortunately, Chen Tong was also very upbeat. Not only did he not slack off, he seemed to be more energetic. Early in the morning, he stepped on plum blossom piles to carry water from the well, at noon, he carried lunch boxes to serve meals to his disciples, and in the evening, he carried wild firewood to practice his skills. Later, except for three days

The two took their junior brothers and sisters to the mountains to catch rabbits and pheasants, lively like savages, and the rest were following the master's presets.

Chen Tong's mother used to live with her in a farmhouse by the river in her hometown, and she knew everything about fishing and climbing trees. Although she moved later, Chen Tong still misses that time.

After Chen Tong burned down the kitchen for the third time, the little disciples in the kitchen couldn't bear it and became villains——

"Master! Senior Sister Chen burned down the kitchen again!"

Chen Tong hurriedly wiped the sweat and ashes from his face, and poked his head out from the billowing smoke, "Bah, bah, bah, can you call it a kitchen fire for those who practice martial arts? I'm studying."

Isn’t there a Jianghu cooking and sewing class inside the door?

Why don't you let the stupid bird fly first?!

It's useless to talk too much. In short, Chen Tong was pushed out of the kitchen by his disciples. According to eyewitnesses, Senior Sister Chen had a chopstick stuck in her head when she went out. It was suspected that she was too obsessed with making a fire and threw the hairpin into it as firewood.

…

Chen Tong had no fun and could only run around all over the hillside.

The hillside was covered with vegetation, assorted peanut trees, and winding paths leading to quiet places. It was quite cool in summer. She lay on the water-carved stone by the river, stretched her feet into the cold water, and stared into the distance with some boredom.

"I don't know what's going on outside."

She doesn't know the relationship between here and the outside. She doesn't know whether the stasis of time outside has a big impact on her. She only knows that the year she spent here is really happy.

It's as if she was born to belong here. She has no mission and no party. Whether she returns to her original nature or gets rid of her depression, if possible, it would be good to stay here forever.

Just don't come across the inner sect's competition.

…

What are you afraid of?

"What do you mean? I, a one-year rookie, draw lots to play against the fourth senior brother?" Is it so outrageous?

Can't you fight with your junior brother?

Senior brother has a tough head and is rigid in everything he does. Not to mention pity, he is a butcher who has become a monk by the way, but he has murderous intent in his actions.

Junior brother Nian Nian spread his hands and shook his head, "Senior sister, come on."

Chen Tong was about to speak when he suddenly saw his junior brother was stunned.

"Master, come out quickly, I can't hold the bag anymore!"

Little A suddenly opened a slit and zoomed out the panel. "I know who the missionary of that time and space is!"

"It's Song Hongchun!!!"

Chen Tong was stunned by this information, "What did you say?" She couldn't believe that Father Song was actually a dynamite bag. From her impression, he had a very good temper.

Is there something wrong?

"It's true. Only the same kind can move freely in a static gravitational field. I watched him find it with my own eyes."

With my own eyes...

Chen Tong stood up suddenly, "Then who is in Song Zhixi's body now?"

She pushed against Song Zhixi's body, so what is Song Zhixi now?

Vegetative?
Chapter completed!