Chu Qingxiao's disease is a very troublesome and evil disease.
Probably since Zhao Nianshuang was taken away to Tianxuan Mountain, the disease began to show signs.
At first I just had nightmares and saw some hallucinations.
In those dreams, Wuling City was besieged by Zhuyin, and the situation was supported by the Xizhou Sword Armor that came from Jianyue City.
After experiencing a series of life and death, he received the guidance of the old Taoist priest Xuandu Guan and faced Zhu Yin's army alone, intending to destroy the Zhu Yin divine blood and stop Zhu Yin's conspiracy.
This is really like a cliché story that a young man with nothing to do would imagine and become a lone hero.
At first, Chu Qingxiao also thought it was absurd.
But until he found the Gucheng Codex written in his handwriting at home.
Although the above content is incomplete, what is written is so consistent with my dream.
He began to wonder if the entire Wuling City had forgotten something.
He searched hard for clues to prove his suspicion.
But how can Wuling City, with so many people coming and going, look like it did after the war?
The city tower that should have collapsed is still tall, and the square where Xizhou Jianjia was supposed to be stationed is bustling with traffic, without any trace of the battle.
Even the Xuandu Temple in his memory seemed to have never existed in Wuling City.
This was supposed to be the place where Xuandu Temple was located, but now there was a mansion that belonged to a wealthy family in the city.
Even if those dreams are so real, even if the manuscript is so detailed.
But when no one remembers all this.
When everyone told him in unison that it was just his imagination.
Chu Qingxiao couldn't help but be shaken.
Chu Yueshan invited many doctors for him, but most of them came to the same conclusions - "Young Master, I am afraid he is suffering from hysteria."
Combined with Chu Qingxiao's performance, Chu Yueshan was not surprised by this conclusion.
Even Chu Qingxiao himself, watching his father running around seeking medical treatment for him and looking at his increasingly haggard appearance, gradually accepted this result.
He stopped arguing and drank the unknown decoction.
Seeing that he was gradually getting better, he began to no longer dream of those weird scenes as frequently as before.
But until three days ago, a grand lantern festival was held in Wuling City.
Lord Zhu Yuan, who came to Wuling City in the name of the imperial court a few days ago, was also at the lantern festival.
He is a good official.
He had done a lot of good deeds in just a few months after coming to Wuling City, and the people in the city loved him very much.
Chu Qingxiao had also heard of his reputation.
But never seen it before.
The two sides met unexpectedly at the lantern festival. At that moment, Chu Qingxiao's brain seemed to explode, and the images in the dream came flooding in.
He recognized the big shot from the court.
In his dream, the slender man with fair face in front of him was not an adult from the imperial court, but Zhu Yin Wu Zhu whose hands were stained with the blood of Wuling people!
Their eyebrows, expressions, and even the careless yet condescending tone of their words were all exactly the same.
At that moment, huge hatred filled Chu Qingxiao's mind, overwhelming his sanity.
"He is Zhu Yin's witch Zhu!"
"I've seen him!"
He roared like this and rushed forward without giving his father any time to react. In the blink of an eye, he threw the adult to the ground and punched him wildly.
The scene at the lantern festival was very chaotic for a moment. Fortunately, Chu Yueshan reacted and hurriedly pulled his son away with the help of several colleagues. Otherwise, with Chu Qingxiao’s crazy punch to the face that day, the man who saw There is no way that the gentle and weak-minded man will really be beaten to death by Chu Qingxiao.
But even if everyone started a fight, the adult was beaten until his mouth and nose bleed, and he was in a very embarrassed state...
…
Chu Qingxiao recalled the scene at that time, and he himself felt strange.
He has never been like this.
It's like being controlled, losing all reason, and just thinking about killing that adult...
The kind of hatred that filled his mind and almost made people crazy. Just recalling that feeling made Chu Qingxiao shudder.
perhaps……
Am I really sick?
Such thoughts appeared in Chu Qingxiao's mind for the first time.
In the past few months, the huge difference between dreams and reality, and the memories that no one recognized, had made him physically and mentally exhausted.
Now it even affects his father.
Guilt and remorse filled his chest.
…
But Chu Yueshan didn't seem to be affected by this. Even though he was still drunk, he went to the kitchen to prepare a meal for Chu Qingxiao and delivered it to Chu Qingxiao.
"When you get better, let's go to Tianxuan Mountain to find Nian Shuang. Don't you like her? Dad will make the decision for you, let's propose marriage!" Chu Yueshan looked at Chu Qingxiao with a smile, trying hard to find something that would make his child regain his energy. Get up the topic.
Although Chu Qingxiao understood his father's good intentions, he still shook his head and smiled bitterly when he heard this.
Although he grew up with Zhao Nianshuang, his childhood sweetheart, but now she is a master disciple of Tianxuan Mountain, and he has accomplished nothing. He has such a strange disease, so how can he dare to have any wrong thoughts.
"Dad, I just regard Nian Shuang as my sister..." Chu Qingxiao carefully wanted to hide her thoughts.
"Shit! You are my son, how can I know about your little fucking thoughts?" Chu Yueshan curled his lips and exposed Chu Qingxiao mercilessly.
"I..." Chu Qingxiao's face turned red and he wanted to argue.
"Don't be a mother-in-law, I just like it if I like it. If I were as mother-in-law as you, how could I deceive your mother?"
"Can I give birth to a bastard like you?" Chu Yueshan interrupted Chu Qingxiao's quibbles before he could speak.
"Besides, Nian Shuang has been following me since she was a child. How can she disobey me?"
"I told her to get married, so she gotta get married!"
"Dad!" Chu Qingxiao frowned: "I don't want to do this. It's not sweet to force yourself."
"Damn it, you don't care if it's sweet or not, eat it first and then talk about it!" Chu Yueshan said painfully.
Chu Qingxiao felt helpless at his father's strong words.
Boom, boom, boom!
At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door from the direction of the courtyard door.
The voice was urgent, as if the person outside the door was impatient.
"You eat first, and dad will go take a look." After Chu Yueshan said this, he quickly got up and went to the courtyard gate.
…
"Yuan Chu, I came to collect the house on the master's order." The courtyard door just opened, and a fat man stood there upright, looking at Chu Yueshan with squinted eyes, and said so.
It was Li Fu, the steward of the magistrate's family in Wulingcheng.
The look on Chu Yueshan's face was surprised: "But I didn't promise to move in two days..."
"The county magistrate asked me to collect the house today. If you have any questions, you can go to the county magistrate to lobby." Li Fu said quietly with a cold attitude.
Chu Yueshan's face froze and he said: "But I was asked to move out suddenly, and I haven't had time to find a place to live."
"Is that so?" Li Fu raised his eyebrows when he heard this, "I have been ordered to do something. Since Chu Yamen doesn't want to do it, I can't force it. It's just that if the county magistrate has misunderstood something..."
He said this, knowingly or not, but his eyes were glanced at Chu Qingxiao who was sitting in front of the stone table.
Chu Yueshan's face was ugly, and he heard the other party's overtones.
"Brother Li, can you please wait for me for an hour while I pack up my belongings at home..." Chu Yueshan gritted his teeth and finally chose to swallow the bad breath.
He and Li Fu did have some issues. He was taking advantage of the other party's situation, but he couldn't do anything about it.
"Half an hour." Li Fu narrowed his eyes and responded coldly.
Chu Yueshan glared at the other party, but did not say anything back after all.
Chu Qingxiao, who was sitting in the courtyard, heard the conversation between the two clearly and stood up.
"Don't worry, dad is in Wuling City, and he has many friends. It's easy to find a place to live!"
"You can eat in peace while dad takes care of things." Chu Yueshan obviously didn't want his son to worry too much. He said with a smile, making the look on his face look relaxed enough.
It's as if this is just a trivial thing.
Most parents in this world are like this. It's stormy outside, but when they get home, they see that the hardships are disguised without leaving any trace, pretending to be calm and calm.
Chu Qingxiao didn't say much, just said: "I will also pack my own things so as not to delay Mr. Li's affairs."
Chu Yueshan was stunned for a moment, and then nodded with relief when he saw that Chu Qingxiao was emotionally stable.
…
Chu Qingxiao didn't have much. Apart from some clothes and bedding, he probably only had some books he bought in his early years.
He packed his things, but Chu Yueshan was still busy.
Chu Qingxiao calmed down and counted whether there was anything missing among the things he packed.
At this moment, his eyes fell on the manuscript among the pile of debris.
Notes from the Lonely City.
He picked it up and looked at the words at the top, which were his handwriting.
Everything recorded on it was so true and detailed that when Chu Qingxiao found it, he once believed that his dream was true.
And my struggles, and even the big mistakes I made a few days ago, all stem from this thing.
He looked at the manuscript with mixed feelings in his heart, and he couldn't help but feel a little lost.
"Have you put your things away, little bastard?"
"We're getting ready to go."
"If you can't take the old things with you, don't take them with you. Dad will buy you new ones when the time comes!"
"When you get better, let's buy a bigger yard!!!"
"Go to the east of the city, it's lively there!"
At this time, Chu Yueshan's rough voice came from outside the house. Chu Qingxiao looked up and looked outside the house. He saw the man sweating profusely and busy in front of the yard, collecting the pots and pans he had accumulated for half his life, and talking nonchalantly. Stop and comfort your son in your own clumsy way.
The tip of Chu Qingxiao's nose felt a little sore.
He looked at the room in front of him where he had lived for more than ten years, thinking about Chu Yueshan's complacency when he bought this small courtyard.
Chu Qingxiao gritted his teeth, as if he had made some determination.
He took the manuscript out of his bag and put it aside.
Then he put a smile on his face, picked up the baggage and walked out of the room. He looked at his father and said, "Dad, I've put it away."
"Let's go."
…
The father and son carried a large basket of things on their backs and walked out of their house.
There were many people pointing and pointing outside the door, and most of them had heard something about Chu Yue spending all his family property to exonerate his son.
The words contained ridicule, lamentation, and even curses.
Chu Yueshan could endure this himself, but he didn't want his son to be criticized in this way.
He clenched his fists and was about to step forward and stop these passers-by who were watching the fun and not taking it too seriously.
But just as he took a step forward, a hand pulled him back. Chu Yueshan was stunned. He looked back and saw Chu Qingxiao shaking his head towards him, with a smile on his face: "It's okay, dad."
When Chu Yueshan saw this, he glared at everyone around him fiercely, and finally put away his anger.
"Let's go." Chu Qingxiao said.
He was about to take a step when he heard a sharp call from behind him: "Brother Qingxiao."
He looked back and saw a seven or eight-year-old boy standing behind him. He was sculpted and looked very cute.
It was his neighbor, Liu Pei, the son of Butcher Liu.
Butcher Liu was acrimonious and profit-seeking, and his relationship with his neighbors was not very good. However, his son Liu Pei was very sensible and had a good relationship with Chu Qingxiao.
At this moment, the boy handed over a doll and said, "Brother Qingxiao, remember to come back to play with me often."
"This is for you, you have to work hard."
"My disease can be cured, and so can yours!"
After saying that, the little boy waved his clenched fist towards Chu Qingxiao.
When he got sick, most others avoided him, and Chu Qingxiao could not help but feel warm at this moment.
He took the doll from Liu Pei and nodded solemnly: "Yes."
Chu Yueshan on the side felt very good when he saw this. He hugged his son, pretending that he couldn't see the passers-by around him, and laughed loudly: "Let's go! There is no place for me to stay here!"
"I have many friends in Wuling City. Wherever I go, they are all heroes!"
Although there is flying snow in the sky, there is an uncertain path under our feet.
But as the father and son walked side by side, they felt that everything they passed was smooth.
That free and easy attitude made everyone around who wanted to watch the excitement fall silent.
…
The little boy watched the father and son go away until their backs disappeared from sight.
Liu Pei turned his head a little disappointed and walked towards the short door of his house.
He opened the door, and there was darkness in the door. A figure stood at the door, hidden in the darkness, staring down at him.
Liu Pei's body trembled, as if he was a little afraid, and he whispered: "Dad..."
"Pei'er, you have to obey me." In the darkness, the man's voice was dull and slightly hoarse.
"But Brother Qingxiao is so pitiful. I just want to..." Liu Pei wanted to say something.
A dull voice interrupted the boy's words, and the man in the shadow stepped forward, his stubble-covered face and his eyes full of pale white.
He stretched out his hand and said, "It's time to eat."
Liu Pei lowered his head, not daring to say any more after all, and obediently put his hand into the man's, and was led by him into the dark door, blending into the rich darkness.
