Chapter 471: Healing
When Li Guanqi returned to the room, he found that Chen Xiaotian was still frowning and thinking about what Li Guanqi said.
It's just that there was still a little confusion in his bright eyes.
It's normal to think about it, after all, Chen Xiaotian is only seven years old now, which is about the same age as his original self.
I begged for food every day, and I was used to seeing the warmth and coldness of the world.
Li Guanqi shook his head slightly, so it seems that he was much more sensible than Chen Xiaotian at the beginning.
Chen Xiaotian suddenly saw Li Guanqi out of the corner of his eye, and raised his head in surprise.
Seeing this, Li Guanqi couldn't help but quip: "What? Afraid I'm gone? ”
He didn't hide it, and shook his head a little embarrassedly.
Li Guanqi calculated that his mother should be back soon.
I was going to take the sarcoma from his neck first, and then observe the rest for a few days.
"Come, lie down."
Chen Xiaotian immediately guessed what Li Guanqi was going to do, and he was a little worried, but he also lay down obediently.
Nervous hands clutching clothes, eyes closed.
Li Guanqi said in a soft voice: "Don't be so nervous, relax, you just close your eyes and sleep for a while, and wake up in a while." ”
As he spoke, he paralyzed it with a gentle Yuan force, causing it to fall asleep.
Chen Xiaotian had a very beautiful dream, in which he and his mother no longer worry about life, and they no longer have to worry about being hungry.
I also dreamed of ...... Holding the wooden sword given by Li Guanqi in his hand, he fought the sword world!
Thinking about it, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly to reveal a pair of small tiger teeth.
Li Guanqi wrapped Chen Xiaotian with his divine sense, observed his sarcoma, and pointed into a sword.
I saw the thunder flickering, and it instantly waved down with lightning speed.
The sarcoma, the size of a head, fell instantly, but before it hit the ground, it was incinerated by a cluster of flames.
And Chen Xiaotian's neck was indeed scorched black.
Li Guanqi asked for a small piece the size of a watermelon seed from Peng Luo, and gently crushed it to turn into a drop of milky white juice.
Dripping on his neck, it only took a few breaths to leave a burning mark on Chen Xiaotian's neck.
Li Guanqi could have done all this more perfectly.
It's just that he wants this teenager to always remember his childhood self and his original intention.
And that wooden sword, it is right to say that it is a heavy treasure, and it is also right to say that it is a sharp blade that harvests life.
The wooden sword was sealed by him with the breath of Chen's mother Xu Jinglan, if Xu Jinglan did not die, Chen Xiaotian would be attacked by the wooden sword if he left thousands of miles.
It is only when Xu Jinglan dies that the seal of the wooden sword will be unlocked.
Although it may have been decades later, the cultivators ...... When is monasticism not monasticism?
He didn't want a trace of kindness to let Chen Xiaotian become a filial person in the end!
If that's the case, he'd rather kill him himself!
Squeak ......
The woman in the snow hurried back, carrying a lot of things in her hand.
Before he could enter the door, he craned his neck and looked into the room.
She was slightly relieved when she saw the flickering fire in the room and the white-clothed figure.
Pushing the door into the room, looking at Li Guanqi, he hurriedly bowed down and apologized: "I'm sorry, I made you wait for a long time, and you have been delayed for some time." ”
The snowflakes on the woman's knees have not yet melted, which shows how anxious she is.
Li Guanqi smiled and waved his hand, "Then I'll wait to taste your craft." ”
The woman was about to say something when she saw that the sarcoma on the boy's neck had disappeared.
His mouth opened but he didn't make any sound, but the tears fell out again.
No one knows how much pressure she has been under in the past few years, and she has even thought about dying many times.
But the son on the sickbed always reassured her.
If Li Guanqi hadn't appeared today, he might have chosen to hang himself at the moment his son died.
Li Guanqi's appearance is like a beam of light in the oppressive darkness, illuminating her and the boy's whole world.
The woman held back her tears, turned her back and quickly wiped away her tears, and choked up with a smile: "You sit down for a while, and it will be fine immediately." ”
The woman was busy in the kitchen, and at this moment, Li Guanqi suddenly moved a small wooden stool to the stove pit.
Frightened, Xu Jinglan hurriedly stretched out her hand to help him up, but she immediately retracted her hand, for fear that her hand would stain Li Guanqi's clothes.
"Immortal...... Immortals, go in and do it, how can you do such rough work! ”
"You... Aren't you tormenting me......"
Li Guanqi said with a smile: "Don't worry about me, I used to do all these jobs, and at that time, I ...... I'm a little taller than this stove. ”
The woman may have heard something, and glanced at Li Guanqi with a somewhat complicated look, a little frightened, but she still didn't refuse.
Li Guanqi broke the firewood and ignited the stove with a heavenly fire.
The slightly hot firelight swayed on her face, watching the woman quickly scoop up the rice, washing and cutting vegetables very quickly.
This made him look even more dazed.
The warm light of the fire baked his face warmly, and at this moment he withdrew his consciousness and closed his eyes.
Once again, the world was plunged into deathly darkness.
But his heart was no longer afraid, just like twelve years ago, sitting quietly on the small bench to help his mother add firewood to the pot.
There was the crackling sound of firewood burning, and the sound of a woman's kitchen knife stomping briskly on the board.
The slight smoky green smoke, everything made him feel as if it had been.
The woman didn't look back, and happened to see Li Guanqi's face being set off by the firelight, with a knowing smile on the corner of her mouth.
The corners of his eyes were slightly moist.
Since Li Guanqi experienced the killing, he has been very resistant to this kind of indiscriminate good people and helping casually.
But this time...... He meant it.
Unconsciously, the Great Sumeru Nine Palaces Zhuxian Pattern on Li Guanqi's skin disappeared rapidly.
This also means that the seal of the ethereal Dao body is also gradually weakening.
As his mood changed, Li Guanqi only felt that his mind was clear and his thoughts were clear.
It's as if something that has accumulated in the depths of my heart is gradually dissipating.
The meal was ready, but there was not even a table at home.
Li Guanqi simply brought the food to the table and took out a kang table from the storage ring casually.
The food was fragrant, Li Guanqi gently touched Chen Xiaotian's eyebrows, and the boy suddenly woke up.
Looking at the large table of food on the table, as well as meat dishes, he rubbed his eyes and got up and muttered.
"I'm sure I'm still dreaming, how can our family eat chicken stewed mushrooms......"
The woman immediately sneered when she heard this, and even her complexion was much better.
"Stinky boy, you haven't woken up yet, get up and eat."
As she spoke, the woman's voice gradually became choked and trembling.
As everyone knows, her body was also quietly cured by Li Guanqi.