Chun, the sound is the same as stupidity, this is the name of the era set by the ministers for Emperor Chun after many days of discussion. Emperor Chun was still ignorant, but everyone else secretly laughed at it, and even those ministers and traitors used his name to make a lot of money, prey on the people, and tear a good Jin country apart.

When General Huwei invaded the capital, for a moment or two, Emperor Chun had the idea of committing suicide, but he lost all his courage when he saw the body of the Queen Mother hanged. He wanted to live, desperately wanted to live, even if he survived, it was better than having no bones. So he took out the treasure map that the royal family had kept for thousands of years in exchange for such an opportunity. After being stabbed in the heart by General Huwei, somehow, his confused thinking began to become clear, and he gradually realized that even if he was given a treasure, the other party might not be trustworthy. In this world now, crossing the river and demolishing bridges, unloading and killing donkeys are the norm.

Fortunately, it takes the blood of the royal family to open the underground palace, and Emperor Chun survived to the end safely and soundly. To tell the truth, although General Huwei behaved rudely, he was not bad to him, disgusted and insulted, but he never beat him, and did not forget to protect his safety at the first moment of danger.

After being saved by General Huwei several times in a row, Emperor Chun was a little embarrassed and secretly wondered: This guy seems to be very affectionate to me, although I don't like his rough face, but I can be perfunctory. In this way, it is better than finding the treasure and being unloaded and killed by the donkey.

But after going down to the underground palace, Emperor Chun realized that he was self-inflicted. The person General Huwei admires is not him at all, but another soul hidden in this body. They swap dominance every time they fall asleep, but they don't have any memories of when they were awake.

It is no wonder that every night General Huwei has to carry himself to sleep, and the next day he throws himself away in such a rude manner; No wonder even if he is very impatient, he will always protect his left and right, Emperor Chun slapped his palm, and finally suddenly realized. But it was too late, and I didn't know where the soul came from, so I made the demon law monopolize the body, and instead threw Emperor Chun into a so-called, Emperor Chun's body.

Emperor Chun stared at the ugly face in the mirror, unable to accept the reality for a long time. No matter how stupid he is, no matter how mediocre and incompetent he is, his father always adds an "embroidered pillow" when he scolds him. He is not ashamed, but proud, the straw bag is a straw bag, it is a beautiful straw bag, but it is also pleasing to the eye.

But now, even this last advantage has been taken away, how can Emperor Chun be willing? He thought, no matter whose body it is, anyway, if he has used it for more than ten years, even if it is his own, isn't that person able to transfer souls? I'll find someone to move back into!

Therefore, even if he was humiliated and scolded by the soldiers of the Huwei Army in turn, he fell closely behind the team and refused to relax. Wherever the boy goes, he will go, so as not to lose this beautiful skin. He gradually realized that he was very different from before, and that when the boy suffered from flesh and skin because of his horseback riding, he ran all day without blistering on the soles of his feet, much less gasping; When you are thirsty, you drink raw and cold river water, and when you are hungry, you chew bark and grass roots; In order to mix a mouthful of food, he also helped the little miscellaneous soldiers feed the horses and brush the horses, and became practice makes perfect.

On the one hand, he was sad for his own depravity, and on the other hand, he was glad that his body was strong, and if this body was as delicate as a young man, he would have died hundreds of times. He secretly observed the young man, and became more and more jealous of his good fortune, obviously using the same skin, how could General Huwei treat him so gently, but treat himself as cruelly as the autumn wind sweeping away the leaves. What kind of guards left and right, sacrificing their lives to save each other, it's all fucking fart! In fact, he was just reluctant to let the young man's body be hurt a little!

Emperor Chun held a piece of dry food and gnawed on it, but his red eyes stared at the front with extreme unwillingness. Thinking that he was shouting for a bowl of japonica porridge, General Huwei had a nose that was not a nose and eyes that were not eyes, scooped up water and poured it on his head one after another, almost freezing him to death! Now, seeing that the young man was a little emaciated because of running along the way, he actually spent a few hundred taels of silver to buy a few bags of japonica rice for the other party, drank it all at once, drank it when he saw it, and also called all kinds of game to improve the food.

His grandma's! It's the same people, why is the gap so big? What is that kid better than me? Emperor Chun touched the rough and yellow skin on his face, and his straight back couldn't help but go down. He quickly finished his dry food and ran to the upper reaches of the river to bathe.

"Take a shower three times a day, you can always wash this skin whiter, right?" He hid behind a large rock and rubbed his arms vigorously, when suddenly, a hurried sound of wading water came from behind him, and his heart was beating in horror. This place is far away from the camp, and if you meet a beast of prey, it is really a day that the earth should not be called spiritual. He slowed his breath as much as he could, looked out through the crack in the stone, and froze.

It wasn't a beast of prey, but it was more terrifying than a beast, the bearded General Huwei. He threw the young man on his shoulders into the shallow water, pressed over without waiting for the other party to get up, and said in a deep voice, "Now, this body belongs to you completely, if I do it for you, will you give it to you?" ”

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After the two left, Emperor Chun hurriedly ran out and scrubbed his body repeatedly, but he couldn't help but reminisce about that scene in his mind. It's so white, it's so tender, it's so flexible, I don't know until I'm fifteen or sixteen years old, it turns out that this body is still a stunner!

Regardless of his fate, General Huwei relaxed his vigilance when he wanted to burn himself, and he didn't notice that he was peeping at all, otherwise he would have raised a knife and cut people. When he returned to the camp, he found that he could no longer look directly at the young man who had collapsed in the general's arms, but he couldn't help but inquire about the other man's every move.

The young man seems to be very respected by Liu Wen and others, and he will listen to his opinions on all major matters in the army, and the general will obey him. In this way, he is not a useless embroidered pillow like himself. It took him five years to dig a canal to divert water from the Yellow River into the arid northwestern provinces, turning the area from a barren land into a fertile stretch south of the Yangtze River. Many displaced people who had suffered from the war migrated over after hearing the news, forming one prosperous city after another.

Astronomy, geography, actuarial science, civil engineering, he seems to know everything, omnipotent, and he also trained the five big and three rough general Huwei into the unangry and powerful and unfathomable king of the northwest. When General Huwei conquered Middle-earth and sat on the ground to claim the throne, Emperor Chun hid among the millions of soldiers, looked at the rough man who ran off the throne to lead the young man, and spat in a low voice, "Phew, ugly and weird, you are also worthy!" ”

Someone next to him heard it and twisted his arm hard, "You don't pee and look at your own bear!" ”

Emperor Chun snorted coldly, and finally lowered his head in shame. He didn't want this skin, for fear of ruining it—

On the day of the master's death, Youshu also fell asleep, and Liu Wen secretly transported the bodies of the two back to the underground palace for burial. Another six hundred years of reincarnation, Meng Changye's body had already turned into ashes, and only a golden dragon robe fell at the bottom of the coffin.

Youshu didn't touch the master's relics, but climbed out of the coffin and prepared to leave through the secret passage. Judge Lu, who was sealed by him on the stone gate, hurriedly shouted, "Master Ji, when will you let Lu out?" More than 600 years have passed now! ”

Youshu, who had already stepped out of the stone gate, turned back, and his fingertips were a little more empty, and he burned the confinement talisman. Judge Lu was like being amnestied, and after repeatedly kowtowing and thanking him, he went into the ground and ran fast. Youshu stared at the stone door that was empty for no reason, and couldn't help frowning: This seems to be a little ugly, do you want to get people back again?

Forget it, let him go. After a while, he shook his head slowly, and at last walked out of the temple without hurrying, and as soon as he stepped out of the temple gate, he saw a note pasted on a pillar with the inscription: Take some money and go away, so as not to starve yourself!

Yes, a penny is hard to beat a hero, how can you go outside without silver? Youshu suddenly realized, hurriedly opened the innermost palace room, came out with a bag of gold leaves, and was about to close the stone door, and saw a note pasted on it: Wealth is not exposed, be careful to put it away!

You don't have to think about it to know that this must be the master's order, and he is still worried about himself even if he is dying. The corners of Youshu's eyes were red, and she hurriedly unpacked the lining of her clothes, sewed the gold leaves into it one by one, and hid a few huge night pearls in her sleeve pockets, which was satisfied. After several generations of accumulation, the treasures in the dungeon are several times more than before, full of them, piled up into mountains, if the world knows, they will definitely go crazy about it.

After Youshu got out of the sinkhole, he immediately sealed the secret passage, and laid out layer after layer of magic circles to ensure that no one could enter except himself and his master, so he gave up. Seeing that it was getting dark, he made a torch and stumbled down the mountain, and as soon as he arrived at the official road, he saw a group of officials on horseback approaching quickly.

"Found it, this person is Song Youshu!" The official who took the lead stared at the young man carefully, and then shouted loudly.

"Run! Look where you're going! Everyone dismounted, and without saying a word, they put shackles on Youshu's head and shackles under his feet.

"What are you arresting me for?" Youshu is inexplicable, is it possible that her heart is like last time, and she meets someone who looks exactly like me, and leaves a mess?

"What are you pretending to be stupid? Our eldest young master was killed by you, who will you arrest if you don't arrest you? The official was in a hurry to go back to restore his life, and pushed the people into the prisoner's cart and galloped wildly.

Poor Youshu was so dislocated that he almost vomited bile, and at the same time, he didn't forget to think about his situation: first of all, there seemed to be a person in this world who looked so similar to him that these officials were caught wrong as soon as they came. Where the other party is now, whether it is dead or alive, all need to be verified. If he is still alive, Youshu will definitely find out the other party and will never bear the blame for him; If he dies, he will also be wrong, and he will be under the household registration of this person, and he will walk around looking for his master.

Since he "killed the eldest young master", it can be seen that the person should be a doctor, and he also offended the powerful, and if he wants to get out of trouble, he has to save the bitter master. Thinking of this, Youshu made up her mind, put her hand into her sleeve pocket, and touched the yin and yang dot pen.

When the group arrived at the official office, it was already night, and there were two lanterns hanging on the door beam, and there were five gilded characters on the book "Jizhou Taishou Mansion". Only then did you understand that the so-called eldest young master should be the eldest young master of the Taishou Mansion, the son of a high-ranking official, but I don't know whether it is a concubine or a concubine. After thinking about it, he had been sent to the prison by the official to await trial, and several jailers knew that this person had killed the eldest young master, and if he wanted to cook, he had to wait for Lord Taishou to come to cook in person, so he carried the wine bottle to the outside room, and after a while, he made a drinking order.

Youshu sat on the ground and slowly spoke, "Say, what's the situation?" ”

A starving ghost devoured a Yin Yang Vitality Talisman and said in detail, "My lord, you really have blood mold!" That Song Youshu knew that he couldn't escape this catastrophe, he had already jumped into the river and died, and his body rushed to Hualongtan, where he was gnawed into a skeleton by the fish, and you came to carry the black pot......"

This story is a bit long and a bit bizarre, so Youshu was stunned when she heard it. If you really want to talk about it, this Song Youshu is also a character, he is a native of Cangzhou, born in a medical family, his mother is the daughter-in-law of the Song family, but she is not loved by her husband, and was finally killed by a favorite concubine, leaving her young son helpless. Master Song didn't get any good reward, and died of a violent illness two or three years later, leaving all the family business to the eldest son of the concubine.

Song Youshu has long been abolished by a favored concubine, she can't study, she can't study medicine, she was sent to Jizhou at a young age, and she lives on one or two taels of silver from her brother every month. When he was fifteen or sixteen years old, he didn't know what kind of luck he had, but he saw a deer in the wild who had saved his dying companion with a sacred grass, so he hurriedly put the leftover grass roots into his arms and collected them.

He wanted to pick a few more plants according to the appearance of the sacred grass, but after searching for several days but found nothing, he had to give up, and later relied on these grass roots to treat people. It's strange to say, no matter what symptoms others have, as long as they drink the boiling water soaked in this divine grass, they can be cured in an instant, and they slowly gave Song Youshu the name of a miracle doctor. But no matter how good the divine grass is, there will be a day when it runs out, no, when Taishou forcibly arrested him to treat his son-in-law, his divine grass was already cooked to the point that there was no residue left, so he had to rub a few mud pills on his body and hand them over, saying that it was the medicine to get rid of the disease, and then fled while Taishou was relaxed.

Taishou is a big member of the party, Jizhou is full of his eyeliner, how can he run for a while? As long as he thought that Taishou would find the Song family in Cangzhou if he couldn't find him, and then tell his mother and brother about the ugly things he had done, Song Youshu felt ashamed and angry, and jumped into the river without thinking about it.

"So, the eldest prince is really dead?" There is Shu twisting eyebrows.

"I've been dead for three days, and my soul has been captured by the ghosts of the underworld, and the little one has seen it with his own eyes." The starving ghost swears.

You Shu didn't feel that it was difficult, and was about to ask the jailer to go to the front hall to pass a word, but saw a chubby middle-aged man hurriedly walk in, with obvious anger on his face, "Song Youshu, this official wants you to pay for your life!" Come on, go to the punishment, don't let him die too happily! ”

Taishou only has this single seedling, and he is afraid of falling in the palm of his hand on weekdays, and he is afraid of melting in his mouth, but he unexpectedly let a quack doctor kill him, and he even has the heart of the other party alive.

Youshu saw that he was serious, and hurriedly stood up and gave up his hand, "Wait, there is no disease in this world that my Song can't cure." Don't say that your son has just died for three days, that is, he has been dead for three years, as long as the body does not decay, Song can pull him back from the ghost gate! ”

Taishou saw that his tone was firm and his expression was proud, and he couldn't help but hesitate. The chief beside him hurriedly said, "Master, don't listen to his nonsense. This may be his delaying tactic, and when you let him out, he will probably run away again. ”

Youshu pointed to the shackles under his feet, "If you don't believe, just chain me." Lord Taishou, it is important to save people, and please do your best to decide. It's all at this time, except for Song, who else can you turn to, just use the dead horse as a live horse doctor. If the eldest prince can't wake up this time, it's not too late for you to kill me again. ”

Taishou thought about it too, and hurriedly asked the jailer to release the person and take it to the backyard with a chain. White lanterns have been lit in the courtyard, spirit-calling flags have been hung, and the servants who come and go have sad faces. Before he got close to the mourning hall, he heard a woman crying, "Son, it's my mother who has harmed you!" If my mother didn't offend the divine doctor that week, if my mother was willing to put down her body and beg her, you would definitely not die! Mother is wrong, mother might as well go with you......"

"Doctor Zhou?" Youshu glanced at the starving ghost.

The other party hurriedly explained, "Doctor Zhou is a female doctor, and her medical skills are miraculous, she can disembowel, and she can also sew you up again, and she will be alive in less than two months." She was originally from Jizhou and opened a pharmacy in Jizhou Mansion, but coincidentally, Mrs. Taishou also opened a pharmacy, and all the business was robbed by her, so the two fought openly and secretly. In this world today, where can the ordinary people fight to be officials? Doctor Zhou was almost ruined by Mrs. Taishou, and finally moved to Cangzhou with the help of nobles, and the matter was settled. The eldest prince has intestinal gangrene, which was an incurable disease in the past, but this week the doctor cured seven or eight in succession, Taishou originally planned to find her after hearing about it, but Mrs. Taishou resolutely objected, so she invited Song Youshu. It's also strange that Song Youshu's life is not good, if he still has some divine grass left in his hand, even if he only has half a root, he can also be greatly famous. It's a pity, it's a pity......"

When the starving ghost sighed, Youshu's whole mind was attracted by the divine doctor that week. The so-called intestinal gangrene is appendicitis, which is indeed an incurable disease in ancient times, and the patient has no second choice but to die of pain. But Dr. Zhou was able to cure it, and she also disemboweled her stomach and re-sutured it, so it is not difficult to see that she inherited the surgical skills of Western medicine.

This is obviously far beyond the level of medical development of the same era, it can be seen that this person's origin is very strange, but no matter how strange it is, it has nothing to do with Youshu, he just needs to settle the trouble and find the master, and he doesn't want to save the world and save the people at all.

Youshu Ding Ling entered the mourning hall, and as soon as he met Mrs. Taishou, he was almost scratched on his face. He dodged sideways, took out a piece of yellow talisman paper from his sleeve pocket, shook out the yin and yang dot pen, and quickly wrote the spirit talisman and pasted it on the deceased's forehead. The eldest prince has been dead for three days, but fortunately it is the middle of winter, the weather is cold, the body is not damaged, and there is still a rescue.

Taishou originally thought that he would prescribe medicine for the pulse, or massage it, but as soon as he came in, he wrote a talisman to summon spirits, and he was a little confused for a while. Mrs. Taishou also stopped crying, and her eyes widened.

"What are you doing? Hurry up and call him by name! Youshu urged in a cold voice.

Only then did everyone come back to their senses, adhering to the mentality of "I'd rather believe it than believe it", and shouted one after another, "Wu Zixuan, come back quickly!" Daddy is waiting for you at home! Wu Zixuan, Wu Zixuan......"

The wind was gusting in the mourning hall, the candles were swaying, and the white flags showed a human face for no reason, with a nose and eyes, which almost frightened the few servant women who were close. However, the more this happened, the more convinced Taishou and Mrs. Taishou became, and they shouted until their throats were smoking, and they did not dare to stop without permission.

Youshu stared at the beams of the room, not knowing what she was thinking. Fang Cai still felt that he was talking nonsense and trying to get away with it, but now he feels that he is unfathomable and difficult to understand.

After shouting for a quarter of an hour, a whirlwind blew in from outside the door, rolling the paper money all over the ground into a column. It first circled around the Taishou couple a few times, and then slowly approached the coffin. Everyone was dumbfounded, and Qi Qi thought in their hearts: Could it be that the eldest young master has really returned to his soul?

"No need to shout, he's back." Youshu answered everyone's doubts, uncovered the soul summoning talisman on the corpse's head, and lit it with a slight shake.

This move caused everyone to exclaim, so that they didn't hear Dr. Song's orders.

"I said get me a bowl of hot water, hurry up." Youshu had to repeat it.

"Okay, okay, concubine body, let's go!" Mrs. Taishou came back to her senses and personally went to the pantry to ask for a bowl of hot water.

Youshu threw the almost burned talisman into the water, stirred it slightly with her fingertips, then picked up the corpse, broke her jaw, poured it into her throat in one go, and then ordered, "Bring a spittoon." ”

Everyone didn't dare to slack off, they wanted to give something, but they saw Doctor Song put the spittoon on the eldest young master's chest, patted him lightly on the back, and shouted, "Wu Zixuan, it's time to wake up!" ”

There was a loud noise, and the already cold corpse actually opened its mouth and spit out a lot of fishy black water, which frightened everyone into screaming in unison, "Fake the corpse!" This, this, this, this is a deception! Run away, old lady! ”

"You can't fucking speak? That's not a corpse, that's my job! Taishou was overjoyed, and Mrs. Taishou followed up and asked, "Mr. Song, is my son really alive?" How could he spit out so much filth? ”

"This is the water in the Lethe River, if you don't spit it out, he won't remember who you are, let alone who he is. If you spit it out, you will be clear, and there will be no hindrance. Youshu explained briefly.

As soon as he finished speaking, Young Master Wu woke up leisurely, first looked at the young man who was supporting him, and then looked at his father and mother, and said in a dumb voice, "I, what's wrong with me?" How can you lie in a coffin? ”

Even the people who waded across the Lechuan River can be rescued, what is the way of Dr. Song, it is not an exaggeration to praise the means of being superb! Taishou stepped forward to support his son, and on the other hand, he secretly thought in fear: Fortunately, I didn't offend this true god to death, how lucky!

Mrs. Taishou hurriedly pulled the hands that had scratched Dr. Song into her sleeves, and her fingertips trembled uncontrollably.

The staff member who previously asserted that Dr. Song was a charlatan, was so frightened that he saw that the other party's ankles were still shackled, and hurriedly ordered in a loud voice, "Quick, go to the prison to find the key, Mr. Song is still locked!" ”

Taishou also broke out in a cold sweat, and after waiting for the key to be delivered, he squatted down and unlocked it himself. Youshu didn't care about everyone's attitude towards them, and said slowly, "Save people to the end, send the Buddha to the west, although Ling Gongzi has come back to life, the root of the disease has not been removed, you can avoid it for a while, and wait for me to perform the spell." ”

"Okay, good, there is Mr. Lao Song, there is Lao Lao!" Taishou retreated and made a gesture on the one hand, and his expression was sincere and fearful.