It's really unbearable, Xu Yi almost pricked a needle, so he needs to close his eyes and hold his breath to slow down.

The saddest thing is that this line ...... It's always broken.

"Huh...... What are you doing here? ”

Hearing the voice, Xu Yi opened his eyes. The pain was quite deep, so deep that Xu Yi entered a state of selflessness, and he didn't notice that someone was coming.

"Daoist? Do you know medicine? Is there any lidocaine? Is there any gut? Are there any skin needles? It would be better to have a debridement kit. ”

Xu Yi was really forgetful, so he asked this question...... Well, there's a silly one.

"Little doll, you should call the Taoist."

Little dolls? I'm in my thirties, and you call me a little doll? Xu Yi only noticed his arm at this time, it was indeed quite babyish, like a teenager. How could this be my arm?

Isn't that your own...... Xu Yi looked along his arm and kept looking at his shoulder. The physiological curvature of the cervical spine in a normal person can only be seen in this position.

looked at this Taoist priest in confusion, as if he had become smaller because of this Taoist priest.

"The Taoist ......"

It's gone again, this time I can't tell why, it's sudden. At the moment of fainting, Xu Yi was still a little stunned.

Xu Yi, the word Jingting, Gaoping Beizu Shangfang Xu, is eleven years old, and the British Duke Xu Ji Xu Mao Gong of this dynasty, that is, Li Ji, the same clan.

Honorific generation, for the British grandchildren.

During the Shenlong period, Xu Jingye got into trouble, and his grandfather Xu Shiping moved from Ziqing to the Taohe area to avoid being implicated in Xu Jingye's rebellion.

Thirty or fifty people of this clan moved west to Taohe, and after Zhongzong pardoned the Xu family, more than half of them died even if they were not accustomed to the water and soil, and they still did not dare to enter the customs.

Time has passed, and at this time it is already the sixteenth year of Kaiyuan, and the only nineteen people in the Xu family of Taohe have finally decided to enter the customs.

Therefore, they all died and the wheat accumulated under the mountain...... Therefore, this word is not used correctly, and Xu Yi, who can accept this information, feels that this word is the most appropriate.

What kind of person is a family, I can't complain that I am so unlucky, this is the unlucky ancestral ancestral temple burning incense, a family of unlucky ghosts.

In a coma, Xu Yi accepted the fact that he was Xu Yi and Xu Jingting, and also knew that this time was the Sheng Dynasty, which seemed to be the same thing as the Tang Dynasty he knew, or there was a comparison, the most awesome era, the prosperous era of Kaiyuan.

Originally, he had a reasonable background, a stupid family rebelled, a grandfather who lacked strings moved west, and with a simple father entering the customs, Xu Yi became a homeless, unemployed, ancestorless, and sectless Dasheng four people.

I still have to make a living.

It's not that I haven't read the novel, people come through it, either there is a backstage, or there is an identity, or there is a family, a business, a gold finger and a system.

It's better to walk through it yourself! What's more, it is still a dynasty that I am not familiar with, a dynasty that did not exist in history.

The historical trajectory that I know more seems to be useless. Dare to ask God, can we change it?

Maybe there was some money in the first place, but it was all used by the robbers.

Xu Yi, poor baby, how can this live? Survive! Xu Yi, who slept in the past, woke up from his dream and complained to the cruel reality.

I also made up my mind to copy the principle of living like I used to be.

Whether you can live or not is a matter of whether you can live, and it may be a luxury to live.

Xu Yi didn't know that he was in a Taoist temple called Gongming Hall at this time.

Xu Yi woke up and moved his body first, there was nothing uncomfortable, the pain was weak, and it was within the range of tolerability.

Strong Chinese herbal flavor...... Xu Yi knows this clearly, no matter how he says it, he has studied traditional Chinese medicine.

I got up and looked at my left abdomen, well, it was bandaged, as if there was some kind of plaster in it.

At this time, I got up and looked at the place I was...... It's pitiful, there are no luxurious home decorations, no coquettish maids, and not even a thing that can be seen by yourself.

Even the most impoverished impression in my memory can't be compared with what I saw at this time.

A low table, a futon, a decay-colored wardrobe, and a Kuang bed where Xu Yi had slept...... It's also very old.

It's really unbearable.

Dare to ask, can we change it? The crossing is so miserable.

"Amitayus Fu, Xu Gongzi is awake? Condolences! ”

looked like the Taoist priest he saw before he passed out...... How did he know my surname was Xu?

Xu Yi looked at it stunned, although he was hungry, the Taoist priest was also holding the meal, and for a while Xu Yi was actually entangled in whether this Taoist priest was powerful, if so, he was not unlucky.

"Xu Gongzi, you have slept for three days, and the poor Dao has already buried the ancestors. Settle into the soil for safety, save the ...... of exposing corpses in the wilderness"

Some small touches, some big losses.

Why isn't it supernatural? It was only through the dead body that I knew the identity.

In this case, it's really worthy of your self-proclaimed poor way.

Xu Yi wanted to cry.

"Xu Gongzi, people can't be resurrected after death, and the poor Daochao has survived ......"

No nonsense.

Xu Yi ate silently, silently thought about his misery, and silently considered how to live for the rest of his immortal life.

The Taoist priest is a good man.

"Young Master Xu, I don't know if I should ask if I have something to say?"

"Daoist, please speak."

"Poor Dao saw that Xu Gongzi's method of dealing with wounds was novel, and he didn't know if he could ...... Xu Gongzi, a dozen dead ancestors, poor and powerless, made a package ticket to the abbot...... That ......"

"Xu Gongzi, Poor Dao also knows that this is a secret method, and it is easy not to give it to others, if Xu Gongzi does not dislike it, he can enter my Gongming Palace."

I regret it, I really regret it, I just thought that this Taoist priest is a good person.

Sure enough, it is not profitable to be early, the same as ancient and modern.

"Thanks to the Taoist chief, he took me in and buried my ancestors, and I can't repay it. Stitching up wounds is just a trail, how can I be stingy? ”

"As for the monk, the Taoist also knows that now there is only me as the only seedling left in the family, so let's not mention the monk."

The environment of the crossing is not good, how to say that it is also ancient, I heard that it is possible to have three wives and four concubines. Monk? Still don't think about it.

Although the current environment is quite harsh, who can be sure that they will not have the day when they will soar? No matter how you say that you are also a traverser, you have more than a thousand years of knowledge, and you can't lose the face of a traverser.

Maybe he may still be able to worship the prime minister, seal his wife and son, and be rich and rich...... Hahaha, think beautifully.

Isn't it unproductive? I actually want to take a dilapidated Taoist temple as a starting point.

Alas, who wouldn't want to be born into a family of princes and generals? But is there a choice? Xu Yi also wanted to change.

It turned out to be a dick, and it was still a dick when it came over. Unconvinced, unwilling!

The dream should still be there, what if it comes true?

Besides, I'm only eleven years old...... It's shameful to think like this.

It's only eleven years old, as long as you take care of it, you won't be worse than this poor road, right?

Now, you still need to borrow this land to survive, and maybe you need to borrow the identity of the so-called Taoist leader.

"That's it! Xu Gongzi is a member of the same clan as the British Gong, and he is a nobleman, and he is not tolerated by my Gongming Palace. ”

Is this a mockery? Looking at this poor face, it doesn't look like it.

"Xu Gongzi can understand medicine?"

Xu Yi nodded slightly, he should have politely said "I understand a little", but he didn't understand the intention of this chief for a while.

"If Xu Gongzi has nowhere to go for the time being, just stay here...... Let's take the name of the poor medicine boy. ”

Xu Yi sobered up, and was frightened awake by this poor Dao's series of words that took the initiative. Be a medicine boy? Do you think that there are other secret methods besides stitching up the wound?

became a medicine boy, isn't he the one who is poor?

Xu Yi raised his head and looked over with a particularly surprised expression, Xu Yi was sure that he was surprised, because he was indeed surprised at this moment.

"Oh, Xu Gongzi, this is Lu Yin and your family tree, and Poor Dao has brought it back. However, as a poor medicine boy, there is no need for this way to lead down. ”

Xu Yi watched this poor road leave, and sincerely wanted to ask: Can this crossing place be changed?