The years pass by like a white horse, fleeting.

With a flick of the fingers, fifteen years.

In his previous life, he was an orphan, and he didn't taste the warmth and coldness of people, but only knew that the world was hot and cold.

In this life, he had a home. has a father and mother who love him, a sister who sticks to him, and a group of "fox and dog parties" who are heart-to-heart. Although the life is poor, Yingche is also very content. ”

Relive a lifetime.

With the memories of your past life, start anew.

Sit cross-legged on the hillside, overlooking the village below and the magnificent city walls in the distance. The spring breeze blows, and a contented smile hangs on the corner of his mouth.

"It felt good to be at home. ”

habitually took out a piece of jade hanging around his neck and caressed the jade, as if he was caressing a beautiful and delicate body.

No, to be exact, this can only be regarded as half a piece of jade.

The cut is obvious, as if someone has cut it in the middle with a very exquisite technique. The jade is dark green in color, and the wall is carved with a lifelike dragon head and half a dragon body. Strangely, above the dragon's head, there was a long sword.

Dad said that this half of the jade was brought out of his mother's womb. When he was born, he wore half a piece of jade around his neck.

When the old man in the village learned of this, he said that Ying Che was an immortal from the upper realm who descended to the earth to cross the catastrophe, and the jade bi he carried was the best physical evidence to prove his identity. However, Ying Che only regarded it as a joke.

Because he knew that in his previous life, he was a poor man who lived in the torment of illness.

"The events of the previous life have passed!"

Exhaled a breath of turbidity and stuffed the jade back into his clothes. In your spare time, you can enjoy this hard-won time greedily.

The "soul ferryman" who brought him into this world taught him a nameless nine-character trick when he left. He also instructed him to meditate every day and recite the nine-character mantra for an hour.

Annihilation, one, for, stand, nothing, heaven, Tao, death, spirit.

For more than ten years, his emaciated figure would appear on this grassy hillside every day, without stopping.

He didn't know who the "soul ferryman" was, let alone the true meaning of these nine words.

He has also fantasized countless times that he will travel through another world like the protagonists in the time-traveling novels in his previous life, with a powerful golden finger and access to a large number of cultivation resources. With the charm that countless girls fall in love with.,With the strength to destroy everything you want to destroy at your fingertips.。

But the reality doesn't seem to be the same as he imagined.

Except for the nameless nine-character heart formula taught by the "soul ferryman" and told him to practice every day, there is no golden finger at all.

And, as he has been meditating for more than ten years, he seems to be no different from ordinary people.

The air sinks into the Danhai, and there is no external object in the heart.

Pinching, eyes closed, motionless, like a petrified humanoid sculpture.

Suddenly.

A rapid shout brought Ying Che back to the present world from his memory. Looking up, Zhu Ba was dragging his fat body, waving at Ying Che while shouting.

"Brother Che, Brother Che!"

"Brother Che, your father was injured, come home with me!"

"Wounded. ”

In an instant, Yingche's brain was congested, and he was stunned in place.

Ying Che, who had never felt family affection in his previous life, looked at his father and sister more seriously than himself, and heard that his father was injured, where could Ying Che bear it. The word "injury" is like a knot in his heart, and there is a feeling of suffocation like a heart.

"Brother Che, Brother Che, why are you stunned, go quickly. ”

The fat man Zhu Ba's words woke him up, and he spread his legs and ran down the mountain like crazy.

"Brother Che, wait... Wait for me, I can't run. ”

The three thatched huts at the foot of the mountain are Ying Che's home.

At this time, in the small courtyard, which was not spacious, there were seven or eight villagers standing, looking into the room with their feet crossed. Ying Che ran into the room, and Dr. Xu from the village was helping his father check his injuries with his eyes closed.

"Doctor Xu, how is Che's father?" asked the simple woman with an anxious face.

Dr. Xu sighed and stopped the inspection.

"Yin Shu, I don't regret that although there is only one knife wound on my body, and the wound is not fatal. But..."

Hearing that it was not fatal, the woman who was originally nervous and anxious was a little relieved, but after hearing Dr. Xu's hesitation, a heart immediately hung in her throat again, and tears fell down.

"But what?" the woman asked cautiously.

Dr. Xu closed his eyes and spit out a sentence with difficulty.

"The knife is quenched with poison. ”

"Poison!"

For a moment, the woman only felt that the sky was falling, her eyes were black, and her body fell backwards.

"Mother!"

Ying Che shouted, helped his mother to the table and sat down, turned around and walked to Dr. Xu, and knelt down. "Grandpa Xu, please save my father. Please help..."

"Ah Che, hurry up, hurry up. ”

Doctor Xu said while helping Ying Che up.

"Your father's wound in the abdomen, although I have coated it with antidote powder. But as far as the current situation is concerned, his situation is not optimistic, although the toxin invasion has been contained, it has not stopped, and it is still spreading, but the speed of diffusion and spread is much slower. ”

"That's... What kind of poison is in my father's body?, where is the antidote?" Ying Che hurriedly asked.

"If you don't take the antidote within ten days, you will die of liver and intestines. Although Dr. Xu was reluctant to say it, he had to accept this fact.

"Broken intestines, how could it be... How could it be..."

Tears fell, and an unspeakable sense of powerlessness arose in Ying Che's heart.

This feeling is like getting sick in a previous life, obviously not wanting to die, but helpless.

It is a very famous poison, and it is not without an incurb. As for the antidote, it is sold in pharmacies in Tanglin County, but the price is surprisingly high.

"Thank you, Grandpa Xu! Trouble Grandpa Xu, as for the antidote, I'll find a way. Ying Che looked at Dr. Xu, forcibly squeezed out an ugly smile, and turned around to leave.

"Ah Che, what are you going to do?" Doctor Xu shouted again and again.

"I went to the city to buy an antidote. Holding back tears, Yingche gritted his teeth and said.

"Nonsense!"

Doctor Xu scolded, walked in front of Ying Che and grabbed him.

"Child, Grandpa Xu understands your feelings, but... The antidote to the broken intestines, one pill of ten gold, in your father's case, at least three pills of antidote to be cured. You tell me, what do you buy it for, or you tell Grandpa Xu, where are you going to find these thirty gold coins?"

Dr. Xu was right.

One antidote costs ten gold coins.

In the country of the moon, there are three types of currency in circulation.

Copper, silver, gold.

If converted to the exchange rate of the renminbi on the earth, one copper coin is equivalent to one hundred yuan. One silver coin is equivalent to ten copper coins, which is a thousand dollars. One gold coin is equivalent to ten silver coins, which is equivalent to ten thousand...

An antidote costs ten gold coins, that is, 100,000 yuan.

Daddy's poison requires three antidotes, that is, thirty gold coins, three hundred thousand...

Lingshan Village, even if the whole village is strengthened, it may not be able to make up ten gold coins. Not to mention Lingshan Village, even a family living in Tanglin County may not be able to get ten gold coins.

Therefore, the poor are dissolved, and their families can only watch the poisoned person die in pain, with the heart but powerless.

When she was anxious, her mother woke up.

"Ache!

"Mother, you have a good rest, I will go to the city to ask Mr. Lin to borrow money, if Mr. Lin is willing to lend me, even if it is to make cattle and horses for Mr. Lin in this life, I am willing. ”

The Mr. Lin in Yingche's mouth is Lin Yifu, the president of Xingzhi Academy in Tanglin County.

Ying Che carries the memories of his previous life and has a strong literary foundation. Because of this, when he was nine years old, he studied all the courses of Xingzhi Academy, and was regarded as a literary genius of Tanglin County by Lin Yifu, the director of Xingzhi Academy.

"Looking for Mr. Lin, can you do it..."

In the final analysis, the only person their family knows and can come up with money may be Lin Yifu, the dean of Xingzhi Academy.

Thinking of this, the mother was also tempted and was willing to let her son give it a try.

"Mother, you take good care of your father at home, whether it works or not, you have to try it anyway. As he spoke, Ying Che took a step and was about to leave.

"Ache. "Mother called.

"Tell Mr. Lin for my mother, if your father can wake up, our family will use Mr. Lin as a cow and a horse. Also, don't tell Cheng'er about your father just yet. Tears hung in his eyes, and he forced himself to admonish.

"Don't worry, mother. Chengcheng lives in the academy at night, there is nothing else, and he can't come back until the holidays. Ying Che finished speaking and walked out of the room.

Glancing at the seven or eight villagers in the courtyard, he frowned slightly and walked over. "Uncle Zhuang, you and my father went to the city to deliver mountain goods, do you know who hurt my father?" asked Ying Che.

Uncle Da Zhuang is an honest man in his forties. Hearing Ying Che's question, Uncle Da Zhuang clenched his fist fiercely, and then released it for a moment, with a hint of fear in his eyes.

"Ah Che, forget it. We can't fight others. ”

Seeing that Uncle Da Zhuang actually persuaded him to forget it, he couldn't help but be angry.

"Forget it, if I can't get the money, my father will die! Uncle Zhuang, you actually persuaded me to forget it?"

As he spoke, his gaze swept over to several other villagers.

"Uncles, you all watched me grow up, although I can't become a big thing, but I am definitely not a bad seed! I will not watch my father die in pain. So, I'm going to go to the city now to ask Mr. Lin to borrow money to buy medicine for my father. However, I want to know who the person who killed my father is, although I don't have the ability to take revenge now, but as the saying goes, a gentleman takes revenge, ten years is not too late, I can endure it, or I can wait. Uncle Zhuang, please tell me who is the person who harmed my father!"

"It's the shopkeeper of the Shen family, Shen Sanye!" Uncle Da Zhuang sighed and said a name.

His teeth clenched, his fists clenched, and he spat out a sentence between his teeth.

"Shen San, sooner or later, one day, I Yingche will make your life worse than death!"