Within a few days, the scars on Hongyuan's body fell off.

In the evening, Fang Qi checked him back and forth, all over his body, it was simply breathtaking, the flesh and blood at the joints had grown, and the scars that had formed in just a few days had actually fallen off. Moreover, when the average person loses a scar, they will reveal the pink tender flesh that has not yet fully grown, and it will take a few days to return to its original appearance.

Fang Qi looked at Hongyuan without this process, and the injured skin was no different from the side.

Make sure that there are no too shocking wounds on his body, only a few innocuous whip marks, this is too rare, the child was not covered with bruises one day before, without further ado, Fang Qi wrapped the person in the quilt and said: "You can wash it, sit here, wait for me for a while, I will give you water." ”

The hot water had already been boiled, and Fang Qi came in with a wooden barrel a little higher than his knees.

Hongyuan's eyes full of anticipation darkened, how could such a small wooden barrel fit the two of them.

Fang Qi poured some cold water into the wooden bucket, tested the temperature of the water, and carried the child out of bed into the wooden bucket.

"How's the water temperature? ”

Hongyuan looked at Fang Qi for a while, paddled with regret and loneliness, and nodded.

The dirty mud on Hongyuan's body has been thick and black for many years, and it may not be possible to rub it clean when you start rubbing it immediately.

Fang Qi lay on the bed, meaning that he wanted to let him take a bath first, soak for a while, and wait for the mud on his body to soak softly, and it would be easier to wash it at that time.

Hongyuan sat cross-legged in the bucket, looked at Fang Qi lying there, didn't care about him, and looked at the water again, flattening his mouth, a little aggrieved.

The child sat in the water and waited for a while, but Fang Qi still didn't move, the child patted the water, got up from the bucket and climbed out.

When Fang Qi heard the voice and looked up at him, the child had already crawled out and was standing barefoot on the ground.

Fang Qi: "???"

"I'm done. Hongyuan said.

Fang Qi: "......"

Do you have such a bath! Fang Qi pinched his forehead with a headache, lifted the child up and put it into the wooden barrel, Hongyuan stared at him with wide eyes, Fang Qi took a piece of loofah to serve as a bath towel, and rubbed him while taking a bath, and it took half an hour to rub out the original complexion of Hongyuan's body.

The water in the barrel became extremely gray, and there was a thin layer of grease floating on it, Fang Qi couldn't bear to look at it, what kind of dirt it had to become.

Carrying the child out of the bucket, Fang Qi carried the bucket to the outside of the cave, shook the bucket to splash the dirty water, and when he came back to the cave, he saw by candlelight that there was still a layer of black mud at the bottom.

The dirty mud that had been rubbed off sank into the water, and the child moved the surface of his feet in the bucket to step on the dirt.

Fang Qi was also convinced.

The kid is mostly clean now, and I'm afraid the bucket is dirtier than he is. Fang Qi first shook the bucket with soap, then remixed the clean hot water, gave him a soap horn, and rinsed it twice before it was finished.

As the days passed, and as time passed, Fang Qi found many problems.

Hongyuan, this kid, is too sensible, and sensible people are a little weird. And he was very good to him, taking care of everything, which made Fang Qi feel guilty. Wash your face and feet every day, take the initiative to boil water and carry firewood, do laundry and cook, wash the pot and wash the dishes, help dress when you get up, and help wash clothes when you sleep...... He rushed to do what Fang Qi could do, and he would do what Fang Qi couldn't do.

Hongyuan forbears, doesn't talk much, and is even a little sullen. He was centered on him, almost revolving around him, and Fang Qi almost had the feeling that Hongyuan was currying favor with him.

Fang Qi often thought that the lord of the gods of this world would definitely lose his life if he washed and cooked for him......

In a trance, the identities of the two seemed to be reversed, as if he was a child who needed to be taken care of, and Hongyuan was an adult.

According to Hongyuan's age, it is the time to eat nonsense, and he is actually ......

Don't please him.

What are you afraid of, you are the protagonist who wants to become a god, more powerful than a superhero, you don't need to be afraid of anything.

In addition to this, there is a big problem......

How children express their closeness...... A little bit of that, a little bit of that, a little bit of that, a little bit of that.

Children especially like to lick and kiss, as if they will be addicted, kiss their faces, noses, chins and foreheads...... Wait, forget it, what's going on with people who still like to lick people.

It's not very generous when you lick it...... Of course, the blatant licking of Dafang will definitely take him aside. So the child secretly licks when he is not paying attention and sleeping, and likes to lick his eyes the most, and the eyelashes are wet.

And once he found out, showing a look of no-or unhappy, the child put on an aggrieved and weeping expression, as if it was his fault not to lick it, and it was a big mistake not to kiss ==

Fang Qi saw his expression, he really swallowed any fire, so he had to hypnotize himself, lack of love, lack of love children are like this! Besides, Hongyuan has the blood of Warcraft, Warcraft, he must have the nature of dividing the territory, the child licks him and kisses him, he likes him, and treats him as his own...... Yes!

Putting that aside, children are too thoughtful about certain things.

For example, the fruit he sent to Fang Qi before was washed clean, and the water droplets on the surface were also wiped clean, and handed to Fang Qi. In this way, Fang Qi was already moved and wanted to cry, and when he just wanted to open his mouth to eat, the child suddenly thought of something, and took away the fruit with his hand, and Fang Qi was stunned.

Fang Qi thought to himself that the child had repented? He also liked this fruit, and he would give it to him to eat, which of the two of them would eat differently.

As a result, Hongyuan clicked, gnawed the skin on the outside of the fruit little by little, and returned the pitted, saliva-stained, and only fleshy fruit to Fang Qi.

At that moment, Fang Qi was really capitalized and bold, and he couldn't say it, looking at Hongyuan's bright eyes, full of enthusiasm and expectation, Fang Qi's heart was sour, and he cried and ate it.

There is this precedent ahead.

When Hongyuan is very enthusiastic about what he has eaten and thinks is delicious, he will stuff it to him and let him eat, it is all trivial, not a matter!

In the blink of an eye, nearly two months have passed, late autumn has passed, and early autumn is approaching.

Sunset, twilight.

Fang Qi sat next to the stove plucking the chickens, looked at the sky and estimated that the child was coming back, and sure enough, he didn't wait for a while, there was a sound of light footsteps in the distance, Fang Qi looked back, and Hongyuan brushed away the dry weeds and came over.

Fang Qi beckoned him to come over and check the child's body as usual to see if there were any injuries.

Two months have passed, although the time is not long, but during this time, Fang Qi has been making up for him every day, boiling multigrain rice porridge in the morning and evening, eating meat, every morning an egg, and collecting nuts from the mountains, and making food in a different way.

Nutrition has kept up, and the child's height has jumped a bit. It turned out that it was only a little higher than his crotch, but now it has reached his waist, and he has grown nearly ten centimeters taller.

Fang Qi put down the chicken in his hand, wiped his hands, lifted the child's clothes, and couldn't help frowning.

"They're beating you again?"

This time, he didn't have any skin injuries on his body, but his abdomen, legs, and arms were bruised, all bruised by punches and kicks.

"I don't hurt. The child said softly.

Fang Qixin twitched, didn't say anything, patted the child's buttocks and said, "Go wash your hands." ”

Hongyuan hid one hand behind Fang Qi, quietly touched the tip of his hair, and then walked quickly to the lake.

Fang Qi picked up the chicken again, his furrowed eyebrows wrinkling deeper and deeper.

He's thinking about a lot of things these days.

He's been here for almost three months, and it's autumn, and it's winter.

The Feng Yao sect has four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter, and new disciples are recruited at the beginning of each season. And now the trial conference that Hongyuan has become a decoy for demonic beasts will start in the spring of the next year, and he remembers that the venue of the conference is more than 2,000 miles away from Fengyao Mountain, and as a small sect, the head of the sect is only the cultivation of the middle section of the Dao Sect.

And the flight of the imperial qi must at least be a spiritual cultivation. To put it bluntly, none of the Feng Yao faction sent anyone who could get on the stage - not even one who could fly. I'm afraid that I have to drive from the head to the disciples, so in this way, it will take more than ten times more time than the royal qi flight, and I will have to set off early.

It is impossible for him to be like before, he only needs to take care of Hongyuan's eating, drinking, and dressing, and everything else is fine.

There is a huge and difficult choice ahead.

During this period of time, the life experience of the little platypus has become a mystery, the ghosts in the mountains behind Fengyao Mountain are rampant but only dare to wander under the mountain, and the little platypus is afraid of Hongyuan like a snake and scorpion, and many details are contrary to "Becoming a God".

So......

Does it mean that the follow-up plot of "Becoming a God" may also change?

If he could, did it mean that he could directly take Hongyuan to the Valley of a Thousand Corpses?

If not......

Then he will have to prepare early. It was absolutely impossible for him to let Hongyuan go to the trial conference alone. Now that he has silver taels, what he lacks is identity, if nothing else, Feng Yao Mountain's fourth enrollment of the year will be held in the near future.

This is the only chance, and the last chance.

In the end, follow the plot conservatively, Hongyuan will not die anyway.

Or do you want to fight boldly?

This question bothered him for many days. This is a book after all, maybe the details are poor, but it is also a fixed plot progression, he changed the plot without authorization, and the plot went in an unknown and uncontrollable direction, and then it led to irreparable bad consequences.

If Hongyuan took a fork in the road because of his impulsiveness, and the guide couldn't become a god in the end, how could he afford it!

Fang Qi's movements paused, and he asked himself, the painful and uncomfortable Cheng Dù who was devoured and tortured by demonic beasts was far beyond the reach of Fengyao Mountain. Is he really mentally prepared to see Hongyuan drenched in blood and tortured all day long?

Fang Qi's heart twitched, and just thinking about it now, his heart was pounding nervously.

When the time comes, he can't bear it, he will want to kill people!

In the middle of a dilemma, the child washed his hands and rushed back.

Fang Qi heard the movement, came back to his senses, and looked at him sideways, his eyes a little distressed.

Hongyuan was stunned.

Then he ran over, put his arms around Fang Qi's neck, and gnawed him hard.

After kissing, continue to hold him and lick his eyes.

Fang Qi pushed him away and said, "What kind of nerves do you have, don't you bother to kiss every day?"

Hongyuan blinked his eyes and said innocently, "You let me kiss it." ”

Fang Qi: "......"

e、excuseme？

He heard him right! When did he let him kiss!

Hongyuan frowned and said, "You look at me like that." ”

The child gestured, but couldn't express it.

You look at me pitifully and pitifully.

Fang Qi: "......" What does he think, hehe you have a face!

Hongyuan couldn't speak, pursed his mouth, squatted down to take the chicken in Fang Qi's hand, and slowly plucked the chicken feathers.

Fang Qi stirred the pot, and saw that the rice porridge was sticky and fragrant, and the heat was almost over, so he closed the damper of the stove and made the fire a little smaller.

Fang Qi looked at the top of Hongyuan's head in distraction. Whether to leave Fengyao Mountain or not, he can't make a decision as an outsider. This is Hongyuan's life, and he should choose it himself.

Fang Qi considered the wording for a moment, and said sternly: "Hongyuan." ”

The child looked up at him.

"Have you ever thought about leaving the Feng Yao Sect?" Fang Qi said, "Let's go find your father and mother...... I'm not talking about Zhao's father, but your biological parents, this matter is very complicated, but you believe me, I won't lie to you, they are very powerful. ”

Hongyuan's movements paused, his hands trembled a little, he was silent for a moment, the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were cold and sharp that could not be hidden, and he asked calmly, "Why?"

Fang Qi: "......"

Although he is in a difficult situation these days, in fact, the balance in his heart has long been tilted. He wanted to take Hongyuan out of the Fengyao Sect, cross the Trial Conference and the Bait Path, and go directly to the Valley of a Thousand Corpses!

Although there are some necessary conditions to inherit Yuan Dan and Xiuwei, he is an insider! Don't be in a hurry to inherit, you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, first refine the Yuan Dan cultivation, and then collect it for your own use!

Therefore, although he wanted to be as objective as possible, his tone and content were still inevitably a little seductive, saying that he would take him to find the Changhuai Sword God and the Lingxiao Divine Maiden! What a temptation it is for a child who has lost both parents to find his biological parents! Who would not be impressed?

Even if you're not impressed, aren't you curious?

Ke Hongyuan asked why with a calm face, as if he had long known that the Zhao family was not his father and mother, and Fang Qi was a little square for a while......

Fang Qi looked at him and said with a little dazedness: "What's the reason for this." Do you want to become stronger? It's not only in the Feng Yao Sect that you can cultivate, a finger from your parents...... No, a piece of fingernail is more awesome than all the elders and disciples of the Feng Yao Sect combined...... Well, awesome, you go to your parents, they are the best people in the world, the people who love you the most. ”

Fang Qi tried his best to say good things for the sword god and the goddess.

"Nope. Hongyuan refused without thinking about it.

I've got you.

The child is very light and lightly added in his heart.

Fang Qi was a little anxious, and hurriedly said: "Why don't you need it! Your father and mother have left you a lot of good things, you can't cheap others!

Hongyuan's pupils deepened, his dark eyes stared at him, and he stood up, and the atmosphere suddenly became gloomy and depressed.

Fang Qi was taken aback by his gloomy eyes, and couldn't figure out how this little sheep-like child, who had been bullied all the year round, had a momentum like a sharp sword on his body, and he didn't dare to speak for a while. Hongyuan took a deep breath, afraid of frightening him, so he softened his tone and said, "Don't you want me?" ”

Fang Qi was stunned for a moment, not knowing where he got this conclusion, and only after a long time did he say, "What nonsense are you talking about, how could I not want you." ”

The child observed his words and looks, didn't say that he believed it or didn't believe it, and continued to squat down and pluck his hair with a sullen head, this time Ren Fangqi didn't say a word.

Chicken stewed mushrooms eaten at night, and rice porridge with strong and glutinous aroma. Fang Qi looked at the child with a spoon in his mouth, in the past, he was very close to him, and he was very crooked, but today he sat opposite, with a cold face, and didn't say a word after a meal.

Fang Qizhang Er was at a loss, who did he recruit to provoke whom.

Holding his breath in his heart, he was full after a few bites of food, Fang Qi picked up his chopsticks, and was just about to get up, Hongyuan raised his eyelids to look at him, and said, "Why are you going, eat first." ”

Fang Qi sneered, if you let me eat it, I'll eat it?

Walked with his chin held high.

Early the next morning. Fang Qi sent Hongyuan away, carried the basket on his back and took the little platypus on his back, and first took a circle around the mountain.

Recently, he found a dish Hongyuan likes to eat, and it tastes good when used to stew chicken as a side dish, but it is too easy to cook, and he recently researched this dish, after putting the stewed chicken on the fire, and then put it in the pot and simmer for a few minutes, the taste is the best.

After picking the vegetables, Fang Qi came to the river, put down the basket, took out the dagger, and shaved the reflection in the river.

He now shaved with a knife, so that the man was so good at hand, that at first his hand was unsteady, and his face was full of small cuts. As a result, he was licked by the child, who can refuse, Hongyuan's saliva helps the wound heal. Fang Qi has been licked for several days, and after the wound scarred, he worked hard and practiced shaving, and now he rarely gets a wound.

After shaving, he got up from the lake, and was stunned for a few moments before he got up and put the basket back on his back.

The little platypus held his arm like a snake, three paws firmly around him, one patting its mouth and yawning.

In winter, the weather turns cooler, and winter is exceptionally cold. Especially at night, it is difficult to resist the cold by covering a thick quilt now, but you can't cover two thick quilts just in winter, and raise your body delicately.

Today's weather is rare and good, and I will drag the quilt out to dry in a while.

Fang Qi thought as he walked, and let out a long sigh, wondering.

Hongyuan reacted so much to his mention yesterday, it shouldn't be. Fang Qi was a little suspicious of himself, the child's mind was sharp and negative, did he speak in the wrong tone, or was he ...... Is he really too much to manage?

But he couldn't watch Hongyuan jump into the fire pit.

Do you want to try to convince him again?

He was thinking and hesitating here, and God had already made a decision for him.

Fang Qi walked to the grove and began to feel that something was wrong, with the sound of birds chirping, the wind blowing leaves, and the sound of people talking.

"Master will make a fuss, saying that the mountain behind is a forbidden place, and it is very dangerous, and now it seems that it is nothing more than that!" a soft and crunchy girl's voice.

"The notoriety of Fengyao Houshan is just a rumor, and the rumors are not enough to believe. This is a loud and stout middle-aged voice, "Besides, if there is a senior brother, you must take care of the junior sister." ”

The girl said sweetly: "Of course I believe in Senior Brother, I just hate that waste can enter and exit the back mountain without danger, but Master ...... I'd like to see ...... with my own eyes."

Fang Qi broke out in a cold sweat, his heart was pounding, and seeing those people getting closer and closer in his direction, he stood on his tiptoes vigilantly and tiptoed to escape.

Unexpectedly, those people had extraordinary ear power, and the girl scolded with surprise and trembling: "Who is there?! Is it a human or a ghost?!"

The loud and stout middle-aged man shouted, "It doesn't matter if he's a human or a ghost!"

Immediately, a palm wind struck fiercely, Fang Qi couldn't dodge, and hit him in the lower abdomen, and his internal organs hurt like a knife. Immediately, a salty smell surged up in his throat, and Fang Qi took a few steps backwards, almost vomiting blood!