The middle-aged man called it "梼杌".

Because the tattoo on Zhuo Shu's chest is 梼杌.

One of the Four Evils of Antiquity, the embodiment of brutality and anger.

Zhuo Shu asked him how he could change himself back to his old self.

Because he gradually understood that the people in his family, the people in the village, and even all the people who bullied him were killed by this thing, and he became a murderer.

And even the inking technique that he was so proud of couldn't be used again.

But the middle-aged man said that he didn't know, but he told Zhuo Shu one thing, that is, this piece of Han was a blessing or a curse for Zhuo Shu.

Although Zhuo Shu was too young at that time, he couldn't explain how he let Han Zhu attach himself to him, but this was also a kind of chance.

As long as he finds a way to restrain him, the power he gives him is immeasurable.

This middle-aged man never said his name, so he asked Zhuo Shu to call him uncle.

They have traveled a lot of places together, and the man has also suffered a lot of injuries because of Han Qi's appearance from time to time, which has caused his strength to drop more than a little.

However, they also gradually figured out some useful information, such as Zhuo Shu can't see blood, and he can't have too many emotional changes.

In order to help him stabilize his mood, the middle-aged man sent him to Mr. Storyteller to learn to tell a story.

In order to suppress the appearance of Han Zhu, the two found many secrets of scriptures and let him study them every day, until Han Qi could not occupy his body at will, and those ciphers appeared.

And in order to study the content of these ciphertexts, Zhuo Shu is constantly looking for things similar to these ciphertexts.

For example, this witch medium, when it appeared, there was something about ciphertext.

That's why Zhuo Shu will live this next.

I gasped when I heard this, I thought that this guy's strength was terrible, but I didn't expect that there was a fierce beast hidden in his body, no wonder the middle-aged man's strength was not strong, but he still trusted Zhuo Shu very much.

After Zhuo Shu finished speaking, he showed a sense of relief, as if the secret that had been hidden for many years was once revealed.

I'm pretty sure Zhuo Shu didn't tell a lie, I kept looking him in the eye, and I could see the openness inside.

I thought about it for a while, and then I said about the copper bell and the seal, and I didn't say a word about my grandfather, but I said that the copper bell had changed before suppressing the pestle on his body.

There's no way, and now the situation is not clear, so I can only hide it from him first.

After listening to this, Zhuo Shu's eyes showed a happy color, which made me worry if he knew anything about the copper bell.

"Great, then it means that your copper bell may be able to suppress the fierce beast in my body!" Zhuo Shu was a little restless after hearing this, and even trembled with excitement, as if he was very happy and excited.

He ran out of the smoke and bumped into the middle-aged man who wanted to come in.

"Uncle, let me tell you the good news, the ...... on his body" Zhuo Shu immediately told everything he knew like pouring beans.

"Ahem!" I quickly signaled him.

"Hehe, there is a way to suppress the beast in my body!" Zhuo Shu said, scratching his head.

The middle-aged man nodded, his eyes relieved, but he didn't delve into what it was.

This alone made me feel good about him.

"Senior, your injuries are healed!" I said, looking at his hand.

I was pushing too hard, as if I had twisted his fingers out of place.

"It's okay, boy, I can't see if you can stand it or not!" he said, glancing at his fingers tied to the stick.

"Senior has won the prize!" I said quickly.

"I just don't know what you think of Mr. Bai?" the middle-aged man suddenly sat upright and asked me.

As soon as I heard this question, I also tried to sit up, but he stopped me.

"You're also injured, just talk to me about it, just think it's a discussion. “

I nodded, thought for a moment, and said.

"I think Mr. Bai should be right about things and not people, justice in the world is in the hearts of the people, but if you want to be fair, you have to deal with some tricky things, some things are right and right, wrong is wrong, as Mr. Bai, take the job and do things, if this matter is too hurtful, you do bad things, you will no longer be Mr. Bai!" I said.

In fact, my grandfather also said that I am too soft-hearted, I always want to be a good person, and I can't bear to meet anything.

The middle-aged man seemed to be carefully recalling what I said: "What a person who is right about things and not right people!"

"Actually, this time, I want to talk to Zhuo Shu, this kid, I plan to leave. "The middle-aged man was talking to me, but he was also talking to Zhuo Shu.

"Uncle, where are we going?" Zhuo Shu also seemed to feel that he couldn't keep him here, so he asked directly.

"It's not us, it's me, in fact, I should have left eight years ago, I know what my qualifications are, I might as well go back and live a good life!" said the middle-aged man a little helplessly.

Zhuo Shu struggled for a while, and said a little firmly: "Then I'll go with my uncle, won't I be able to give you a pension for the end?"

"That thing in your body, you don't have to give me a pension, just send me to the end!" the middle-aged man's eyes were slightly red, but he still said such a joke.

"Zhuo Shu, we have been hiding in Tibet all these years, you can't always follow me as a waste, young people still have to go out and wander, just see if this little brother didn't go out, you could meet him?" said the middle-aged man.

"Alright, you guys have a good rest, I'll go and finish things up for you, and I'll leave. "The middle-aged man came and walked casually, and immediately stood up and left.

"Uncle!" Zhuo Shu couldn't help but shout as the middle-aged man walked out.

The middle-aged man was shocked, and when he turned around, he saw the three words hanging on the wall.

"Zhuo Shu, do you remember why Uncle wrote you these three words?" the middle-aged man asked.

"Remember! When we came here, I didn't know anything, I could only be ridiculed, and even those who deceived people would have a little means, so in order to laugh at me, the people with good deeds carved the words timid as a mouse on my wall, so that I almost let Han Qi come out because of grievances, but Uncle said that timid as a mouse is not necessarily derogatory, and taking a word from it can become his own nickname, so Uncle took a small word, so I have the name of a little gentleman. Zhuo Shu said, and the tears in his eyes couldn't stand it anymore.

"Yes, remember, after Uncle is gone, I can only know some rumors from time to time, you have to live well in the future, and strive to let the name of this little gentleman reach Uncle's ears, and Uncle will definitely come to congratulate you again!" said the middle-aged man.

"Uncle!" Zhuo Shu shouted uncle again, and directly called out to the middle-aged man.

"What's the matter, mother-in-law, I still have to deal with some things for you, time is pressing!" said the middle-aged man angrily, but his voice was already a little trembling.

"Uncle, you haven't told me your full name yet, I'm afraid I won't know it's you in the future!" Zhuo Shu said with a sob.

"Dong Ke!" the middle-aged man's voice slowly faded away.

Zhuo Shu clenched his fists and kept shaking his shoulders, but he didn't chase out.

I'm a little worried about whether his emotions will lead him out again.

Outside, Uncle Dong Ke's voice slowly passed through the window: "Little eaglet, grow up, spread your wings, three feet and three ......"

He sang it as if it were a nursery rhyme.

I also felt a little sour when I heard it, and I still remember when my grandfather sent me away, when Grandpa Yuan told me to leave, when the third grandmother asked me to leave.

Although it's all in a hurry, it always feels like a very awkward mentality.

Since Uncle Dong Ke said that he would take care of the rest, I naturally relaxed.

Actually, Uncle Dong Ke said it to me, he obviously wanted Zhuo Shu to follow me, if nothing else, that is, I have a way to suppress Han Ji is a good reason, so what he said should be these dead people.

Every Mr. Bai has some way, so I don't have to worry, Uncle Dong Ke swore just now that there should be no problem.

Of course, even if Uncle Dong Ke doesn't say it, I want Zhuo Shu to be with me, after all, I feel that the hammer in his body should have something to do with the copper bell.

And her appearance after being possessed by the Han Prickle is very much like the appearance of my other self who appeared in the descendants of the Yellow Nest, maybe there is something to do with it.

Of course, the information he knows has not been fully explained, and I am not in a hurry, after all, the most important thing is to recuperate now.

Zhuo Shu rushed to the wall at this time, wiped the snot and tears on his face with his sleeve, and put away the three words in the photo frame, folded them and stuffed them into his pocket.

Zhuo Shu turned his face to me and said, "I will follow you in the future, find a way to control this as soon as possible, I will definitely become a famous Mr. Bai in the future, and let everyone know my name!"

Zhuo Shu swore a strong aspiration.

"What's your name, where are we going?" Zhuo Shu changed his expression to excitement after looking at it.

"Bai Xiaoquan!" I replied.

After answering this, I looked at my abdomen: "Where can you go like me?"

I closed my eyes and rested, after all, it would take time for the incident to subside, and I had nowhere to go.

After I heard Zhuo Shu sigh and go out, I relaxed myself and fell asleep.

I don't know how long it took, but I barely opened my eyes when I smelled a scent.

Wu Jiaxin was kneeling on the bed, holding a fried chicken leg and dangling it back and forth under my nose.

Seeing me open my eyes, Wu Jiaxin proudly stuffed the fried chicken leg into her mouth, took a big bite and said, "Look, I'm still amazing!"

Yu Xinyue on the side was holding a bowl of boiled porridge, lowering her head and feeling a little embarrassed.

I knew she wanted me to eat something, because most of the wound was on the belly and didn't hurt the internal organs, so eating something would also help the wound heal.