The icy river water quickly poured into Lin Xiu's mouth and nose, and when he was choked by the water, Lin Xiu suddenly woke up from that dizziness. Raising his eyes and seeing that he had reached the center of the river, Lin Xiu immediately wanted to swim to the shore. Lin Xiu was also a little watery, but at this moment, his limbs had already been frozen by the river, and the cotton jacket on his body had become heavy after being soaked in water, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't stretch his hands and feet at this moment.

Lin Xiu wanted to shout, but the river kept pouring into his throat, and it was even more deserted.

"Am I going to die in this river? No, no!!" Lin Xiu was afraid in his heart, he didn't want to die, because if he died, who would take care of Daddy with disabled legs? Who would heal his back injury? And who could he talk to about the revenge?

"I can't die...... I, I'm not reconciled to ......"

The ruthless river gradually overflowed Lin Xiu's head, and the moment he sank into the water, Lin Xiu recalled too many things in his mind. The hardships of the past are nothing, and the humiliation and indifference of others are nothing, as long as he is willing to work hard, as long as he can persevere, Lin Xiu believes that he will be able to change all this in the future.

Just now after learning the method of condensing qi, Lin Xiu finally began to yearn for the unattainable immortal path for the first time in his heart. But the surging river in front of him was as if God was deliberately playing with Lin Xiu, using his ruthlessness and coldness to suppress Lin Xiu's breathing little by little.

Just when Lin Xiu was almost desperate, and the pain in his chest reached the extreme, his heel suddenly touched the riverbed. A trace of white brilliance faintly appeared at the bottom of the pitch-black water, and where Lin Xiu's heel kicked it, a layer of mud and sand floated, and then followed, as if something was floating in the water and hitting Lin Xiu's back.

As his consciousness fell into chaos, Lin Xiu suddenly felt the coldness around him, and a warm current surged all over his body along his back. At the same time, the body seemed to be being dragged by an upward thrust, and it quickly surfaced.

After the cold air was sucked into his mouth and nose, Lin Xiu coughed violently. After spitting out a large mouthful of water, he was surprised to find that he was floating on the river, drifting downstream with the current.

Lying on his back on the Xiaowan River, Lin Xiu didn't dare to turn around immediately, he was afraid that the force dragging him behind him would suddenly disappear, and then fall to the bottom of the river again.

At this time, the warm current from behind him was still continuing, and Lin Xiu wanted to wait until his limbs could move again before finding a way to swim back to the shore.

But it didn't take long for the force behind him to push Lin Xiu towards the river bank little by little, and in less than a cup of tea, Lin Xiu had already arrived at the shallow position by the river. He immediately rolled over and stood up, then quickly looked at the river.

The water is clear and clear, but it is also cold. At the same place where Lin Xiu had just gotten up, wisps of heat rose on the surface of the water. Looking closer, Lin Xiu found that a black thing was standing straight in the water, it seemed to be a small wooden branch, but it resisted the direction of the water, standing there motionless.

Lin Xiu hurriedly picked it up, and the familiar warmth was instantly transmitted to his hand, and he was surprised to find that this little wooden branch-like thing turned out to be a black brush all the time.

The barrel of the pen is black and crystalline, and the hairs at the end of the pen are also black and translucent. Holding it in his hand, he didn't feel the weight at all, but the warm current surprised Lin Xiu.

"Could it be that this brush rescued me from the bottom of the water?" Lin Xiu thought, but saw that it was getting late, and the place where he was standing now was already the lower reaches of the Xiaowan River. So, he carefully took the black brush into his arms and walked back along the riverbed.

Along the way, Lin Xiu once again felt the strangeness of this black pen. When he first landed on the shore, Lin Xiu's body was sore, and his clothes and pants were completely soaked. But when he walked to the place where he put down the firewood, not only did the clothes on his body dry, but even the soreness in the joints of his limbs was swept away by the warm current from the brush.

"This black brush must be a treasure, I must put it away. Lin Xiu, who was almost killed, couldn't help but smile at this time, and then picked up the dry firewood on the ground and walked quickly to his home.

It's already dark, and I don't know what happened this year, but the climate is particularly cold. Lin Qi sat in a wheelchair and stared at the path in front of his house.

"It's so late, why hasn't Lin Xiu come back yet?" Lin Qi was extremely worried, but immediately after him, he saw Lin Xiu appear at the intersection carrying two bundles of dry firewood, and his small body was jumping and jumping, and he seemed to be in a good mood.

Seeing that Lin Xiu was back, Daddy was naturally relieved.

"Xiu'er, why have you been here for so long?" Lin Qi asked with a smile.

Lin Xiu originally wanted to tell Daddy about it, but he was afraid of scaring him, and the black pen in his arms was magically abnormal, and then thinking about Daddy's honest appearance, Lin Xiu felt that he would not talk about it first. After these days, Lin Xiu's mind seemed to be more mature than before. In Chang'an Town, if a person like He Kun knew that he had such a treasure in his hand, then he would definitely try his best to snatch it away.

Lin Xiu decided not to say anything about the brush, and then made plans later.

After entering the quilt at night, Lin Xiu excitedly took out the brush again. Holding this pen and looking at it, on the surface, Lin Xiu didn't see anything special, the whole pen was black and shiny, and there was no carving and painting on the barrel, but the black on the hair at the end of the pen didn't seem to be ink.

Lin Xiu's family is poor, he is very sensible very early, when he was four or five years old, he saw what kind of windmill and sugar gourd the children next door were holding in their hands, Lin Xiu was very envious, but he never quarreled to ask Daddy to buy it for him. Every penny in the family is earned by Daddy's hard work, in order to save money, Daddy never asks for help, when there are many things, Lin Xiu often sees Daddy's hands full of blood blisters. He was distressed, so he never asked Daddy for anything like a toy kite, even if Daddy took the initiative to buy it for him, Lin Xiu would shake his head and refuse.

But what boy in the world doesn't like toys, Lin Xiu just doesn't want Daddy to work so hard. So now, this warm brush is not so much a treasure as it is more like the first toy in Lin Xiu's life, and he can't get tired of looking at it.

Suddenly, Lin Xiu seemed to think of something, and then sat up from the bed.

"Eh, if the warm current on this black pen can offset the soreness on my body, then does it also have an effect on Daddy's stubborn waist disease?"

Thinking about it, Lin Xiu picked up the black pen, then ran into Daddy's house, and smiled mysteriously at Daddy: "Daddy, do you still have pain in your back today?"

Lin Qi knew that his son was filial to himself, and he had hurt twice in the afternoon, but now he grinned and said with a mouthful of big white teeth: "It doesn't hurt, it's okay all day." ”

"Then I'll rub it for you, knead it, and you will work in good spirits tomorrow. ”

Lin Xiu climbed onto the bed, and despite Daddy's refusal, he simply flipped him over and lay on the bed. Lin Xiu pressed the position of Daddy's lower back, rubbed it for a while, and then took out a brush and rolled it back and forth on Daddy's lower waist with the barrel.

"Eh, Xiu'er, what are you rubbing on your father's waist?Hey, don't say it, it's quite warm, it's comfortable, hehe......" Lin Qi wanted to turn his head to look, but was blocked by Lin Xiu.

Lin Xiu lied to Daddy and said, "This, this is something that Dean Zeng gave me, it is good for your back injury, but if you see it, the effect of this thing will disappear." ”

"Yes. Lin Qi was skeptical, and said: "Could Dean Zeng be some kind of immortal? Also, he can give you such a treasure, I always heard that he looks down on these people in our Chang'an Town, how much silver does this cost?"

"No money. Lin Xiu smiled secretly, "Daddy, don't worry, in the future, I will rub your back every night, to ensure that your waist will not hurt no matter how cold it is in the future." ”

"Hahaha, Xiu'er, you are really filial, if your mother ......" Halfway through the words, Lin Qi suddenly stopped talking again.

Lin Xiu didn't know what his mother looked like when he was a child, and his father only told him that when he was two years old, his mother once went to the forest to pick mountain fruits, and then never came back, probably because he met a vicious beast or a villain. Whenever Lin Xiu's mother was mentioned, Lin Qi sighed. Lin Xiu had heard the elders on the street mention it before, saying that his mother was very beautiful, and marrying his father was to put flowers on cow dung.

Afraid that Daddy would be sad, Lin Xiu rarely asked about his mother in front of Daddy.