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Although this first 'intimate contact' made Wang Shouye a little uncomfortable.

But the tearful and heartfelt cry of the bricklayer still touched the softness of his heart.

So much so that he considered whether to cooperate with the other party and act in a bloody drama of father and son hugging and crying.

However, Wang Bricklayer's emotions exploded quickly and converged quickly.

Before Wang Shouye could make a decision, he let go of his arms, stepped back, wiped away the tears on his face with the back of his hand, and scolded with a smile with red eyes: "A rabbit cub, I've scared Lao Tzu to death in the past two days!" ”

As he spoke, he looked his son up and down with a good eye.

From a genetic point of view......

Bah!

Suppressing the urge to complain, Wang Shouye encouraged himself in the bottom of his heart, and said with a bitter face: "Brother [di]...... When I woke up, I couldn't remember anything. ”

Originally, he wanted to call 'Daddy', so that he could better integrate into his new identity.

But in the face of the strange old man, his heart was really awkwardly tight, which led to the collapse of this 'father' and his temporary demotion to 'brother'.

Fortunately, Wang Bricklayer's attention was on the second half of the sentence.

"What?!"

Hearing that his son didn't remember anything, the old man's slightly hunched spine suddenly straightened, and he didn't think about it, so he turned around and left, and said urgently: "You wait, I'll go and ask Liu Daoye to come over!" ”

Before the sound fell, the people had already gone outside.

Wang Shouye stared at the rippling curtain for a long time, first his heart was warm, and then he was shocked.

'Zhao Jijiao' is a little girl, she can see that she is borrowing a corpse to return her soul, so Liu Laodao is a professional......

Not!

I have to think about how to get through this.

Crunch~

As soon as I thought of this, I heard the sound of the door outside, followed by the sound of slow footsteps from far and near.

Coming back so soon?!

It seems that we can only adapt to the situation.

Wang Shouye struggled to shake his spirits and was ready to use all his strength to deal with Liu Daoye.

But who knew that when the door curtain was raised, it was the lonely figure of the bricklayer Wang.

I saw him pacing into the room with his hands behind his back, muttering in his mouth: "Wait a minute, Li Xiucai is unconscious now, so he should be close to him first." ”

Then he put his old face on the board again: "Besides, isn't there still your father and me?" Can you hide that hair from me? Even when you and pee when you were a child, where you love to pout, Dad remembers it clearly! ”

Wang Shouye: "......"

"That's right!"

At this time, the old man suddenly remembered something, patted his thigh and said: "Look at my memory, you have drunk some sorghum paste in the past two days, I'm afraid you're hungry, right?" Wait, Daddy is going to get you something to stutter! ”

After saying that, he rushed out again.

Saying......

How do you always associate eating and drinking from that?

Wang Shouye was speechless for a while, but after a little hesitation, he immediately chased after Wang Bricklayer to the stove under the porch.

Although he escaped for the time being, Liu Daoye still has to pass that pass sooner or later.

Instead of fighting an unprepared battle, it is better to get some news from this old man's mouth first.

In this way, the bricklayer had already set up the firewood in the stove, and tore off a crescent-shaped object from his waist, and buckled a milky white stone from it.

Putting these two things on the pot, he turned around and saw Wang Shouye standing behind him in a daze, and couldn't help but sigh in disgust: "Get up a little bit." ”

Wang Shouye was a little inexplicable, but he still obediently took two steps back.

I saw the old man stretch out his hand and pick up a brick from the ground, pinch out a black velvet rope, tear it off, wrap it in a white stone, and knock it hard with the crescent-shaped thing.

"This is a fire sickle?"

Wang Shouye has always only heard of the name of the fire sickle, but now he still sees the real thing for the first time, so he can't help but blurt out a question.

As soon as the words came out, he felt that it was inappropriate, but it was too late to regret it.

"Hmm."

The bricklayer didn't think much about it, he put the lit fire rope into a ball of shavings and sawdust, blew it a few times, and when he saw that the fire was gradually rising, he slowly sent it into the stove with a small shovel.

After the stove fire was lit, he put the fire sickle in the palm of his hand, and a few calloused fingers rubbed gently, and his black and purple old face was full of melancholy and reminiscence.

"This is still your mother's dowry."

He slowly raised his head, and it seemed that even the tattoo on his head was full of the word 'solemn': "If you can't remember it, forget it, your mother, you must not forget!" If she hadn't given up her life to save you, you wouldn't know where you were buried! ”

Xu was infected by the emotion in his words, or the bloodline instinct from this body, Wang Shouye couldn't help blurting out again: "How did my mother die?!" ”

"Ugh."

The old man sighed bitterly: "In the twenty-ninth year of Jiajing, I agreed to enter the pass, and I didn't take the capital, but I didn't take the disaster of our [HUO] county lightly ......."

"Your mother, Li Xiucai and his mother next door, and your Uncle Wei's mother-in-law didn't have that year."

"You were only seven years old that year, and I was separated from your mother at that time, and she hid you in the haystack in order to divert the Tartars' pursuers, and she ...... herself ...... yourself"

Halfway through the words, he gradually fell silent.

Feeling the wordless sadness, Wang Shouye could only be silent.

After a while, the old man reined in his thoughts, and raised his hand weakly: "Rest in the house, and when the food is ready, I will wake you up again." ”

Get~

At the beginning, the old man talked about the sky to death.

Although there were still many questions in his heart, Wang Shouye could only respond in a muffled voice and returned to the house silently.

But when he was alone, he revisited the conversation he had just had, but he couldn't help but get excited.

In the twenty-ninth year of Jiajing, 'himself' was seven years old.

At the moment, 'self' should be between the ages of sixteen and nineteen - the lower limit comes from Zhao Hongyu's title, and the upper limit is because 'self' has not yet married a wife.

In other words, it should be between the thirty-eighth and forty-first years of Jiajing.

Isn't this the plot of "Ming Dynasty 1566", the time period that is about to unfold? !

Even if there is an element of drama in the TV series, the general plot is always based on history.

In other words, the fall of the Yan Party is imminent, and he only needs to find a way to hold on to ...... Hold on to ......

What's that called?

Wang Shouye's excited head suddenly froze.

As a history lover [pseudo], he also watched this drama three times.

But after all, it was a memory from seven or eight years ago, and as soon as Leng Buding recalled, only the general context and the most brilliant characters in the center were left in his mind.

For example, Jiajing, Hai Rui, Yan Song, Yan Shifan, Xu Jie, Hu Zongxian, Tan Lun, Zhang Juzheng......

By the way, there is also Princess Li played by Yan Ni.

I don't know if she has given birth to a son now, if she hasn't given birth yet, she can go and burn a cold stove.

But......

How can I get close to the princess as a bricklayer?

In particular, the craftsmen of the Ming Dynasty seem to be a lowly industry with a lifelong system.

Thinking of this, Wang Shouye's thinking was stuck again, and he couldn't figure it out after pondering for a long time, and finally had to hold back his thoughts of climbing the dragon and attaching the phoenix for the time being.

It's better to do some small business to settle down first, and when you have the capital in the future, it's not too late to rely on the wealth of the sky.

Saying......

How do you get soap and liquor?

I'm a liberal arts student, and I'm doing plot planning, so I've never paid attention to this.

Wrong!

The most urgent thing at the moment is to confuse the matter of borrowing the corpse to return the soul.

Judging from the sentence that 'Zhao Jijiao' dropped before leaving, she should not expose herself in a short time.

But this is only temporary.

In order to relieve your worries, it is best to think of a way to solve it once and for all.

But what should be done?

Is it going to be dark and windy in the coming month......

………………

"Keep your business, keep your ......"

Half an hour later, the bricklayer lifted the curtain and went into the inner room, but saw his 'son' leaning at the head of the bed, as if he was sleeping sweetly.

Wang Bricklayer was stunned for a moment, and suddenly roared: "Keep the business!" ”

Wang Shouye sat up suddenly in fright, and almost fell off the kang again.

He stood up and looked around blankly, but saw the old man patting his chest, and said fearfully: "It's okay, it's okay, you sleep yours, when you wake up, it's the same when you eat again." ”

Seeing the relieved look of the old man, Wang Shouye suddenly felt that he was afraid that he would not wake up again.

It is said that this body looks majestic, but it is empty and tight inside, and just thinking about it, he fell asleep in a groggy sleep.

Although I have taken a nap now, I am still tired from the inside out.

It can't be some kind of dark disease, right?

Wang Shouye originally wanted to get up and eat something, but he really couldn't keep his spirits up, so he answered vaguely and fell asleep groggily.

I don't know how long it has been.

In a trance, Wang Shouye felt something, and suddenly hugged his head, and then two pieces of soft and glutinous, slippery, but crumpled things were pasted up.

This wrinkled and slippery strange touch is like ......

Eighty granny's flaming red lips!

Belch~

Wang Shouye was disgusted, and opened his eyes suddenly, only to find that he was lying on the bed upright, and although the surroundings were swallowed by darkness, there was nothing unusual.

It turned out to be a nightmare.

Wang Shouye exhaled a breath of turbidity, sat up in the dark, and vaguely saw that there seemed to be something more than in the day when he was leaning against the wall.

After squinting and looking carefully, he found that it was Wang Bricklayer who slept in the corner of the wall.

Most of them don't worry about themselves.

It's really pitiful for the hearts of parents all over the world.

At this time, Wang Shouye gradually adapted to the darkness in the house, and saw that there were a few dishes covered with coarse cloth on the table, and he thought that it should be a meal for himself, so he thought about making do with eating some and sacrificing to the temple of the five organs.

But as soon as I sat up, the strange touch that seemed to be virtual and real was once again transmitted to my mind.

And this time, it's not just the slamming, the two claws that hold his 'head' are also scratching desperately.

But what this thing is holding doesn't seem to be its own head, but ......

Soul?!

Wang Shouye was shocked in his heart, and hurriedly closed his eyes to feel it carefully.

Apparently this is not a nightmare, and it is not a hallucination.

There was indeed something that was scratching and gnawing desperately inside of him.

However, its attack was blocked by the soft membrane.

Could it be ......

This thing is not the sequelae of the soul, but its own crossing welfare, commonly known as: Goldfinger?!

Wang Shouye's heart moved, and he hurriedly and silently gave instructions to the protective film, asking it to immediately launch a counterattack against the monster.

And then......

There is no then.

The soft membrane didn't respond at all.

Obviously, this thing is not an intelligent existence.

After several failed attempts, Wang Shouye had to focus his attention on the restless things in his body.

What the hell is this?

Is it Wang Shouye's remnants who want to regain control of his body?

Or is it the culprit who kept him and Li Xiucai unconscious?

Thinking about it, Wang Shouye had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and he hurriedly got up and walked to the window, carefully pushed open half of the window, and listened attentively.

It was midnight, and it was supposed to be quiet outside.

But Wang Shouye's ears were raised, and the noisy hustle and bustle next door came over in a shadow.

Faintly, there seemed to be the cry of a young woman.

It seems that that most of that thing is the latter!

Because as expected, Li Xiucai next door is also suffering from the invasion of 'flaming red lips'.

But Li Xiucai doesn't have a golden finger to protect himself.

I don't know what kind of damage the monster's attack will cause without this protective film.

Thinking of this, Wang Shouye moved his mind and wanted to go next door to find out.

After all, no one dares to guarantee that the soft film can always resist the invasion of monsters, so let's take a look at Li Xiucai's condition first, and maybe take precautions.

Besides, now that the Lord has come to help, he can somewhat alleviate the hostility of 'Zhao Ji'.