Cao Chong, courtesy name Cangshu, was the son of Cao Cao and Mrs. Huan. He was smart, kind, and unique since he was a child, and was deeply loved by Cao Cao.
A brief piece of information about the boy on the bed emerged from the depths of Cao Yi's memory.
"Please sir"
Cao Cao's voice came from behind.
Cao Yi nodded, walked closer, and grabbed Cao Chong's wrist.
Because Cao Chong's aura was very weak, Cao Yi lost a lot of his aura before he came up. Instead, he placed his hand on his heart, inputted it bit by bit, and then guided the spiritual energy towards Cao Chong's limbs and bones.
Mrs. Huan, who followed in, mistook Cao Yi for a deceptive alchemist. The delicate eyebrows were slightly wrinkled together.
Time passed little by little, and the room was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop clearly.
Seeing that he was almost done, Cao Yi increased the intensity of inputting spiritual energy. The damaged areas in Cao Chong's body were repaired incredibly.
It would have been a surprise if a doctor had used medical equipment to monitor Cao Chong's body during this period. A man whose body was extremely weak and was about to die, actually became strong again in about ten minutes.
Not far away, Mrs. Huan, who saw that Cao Yi had not come up with anything famous for a long time, cast a complaining look at Cao Cao.
Cao Cao glared at her.
"okay"
Cao Chong changed his hands and left Cao Chong's heart.
"okay?"
Upon hearing this, Mrs. Huan came over and saw that Cao Chong was still motionless and looking sick, and her beautiful eyebrows were raised.
Cao Yi ignored the woman and walked out.
"you"
Mrs. Huan was about to say something encouraging.
"Aunt"
a voice sounded.
It was very abrupt in this silent room.
Mrs. Huan was shocked, turned around suddenly, and saw her son opening his eyes with a look of ecstasy.
Cao Cao, who was standing not far away, was also happy. But there is no past.
A man who saved his son but was treated rudely by his mother must apologize.
Cao Cao chased him out.
After Cao Yi came out, he stood under a tree outside the door. Hearing the sound, he turned his head and said, "Prime Minister, why don't you go and accompany the young master?"
Cao Cao folded his hands and saluted solemnly: "Sir, you even saved the lives of my father and son. Your kindness is as great as a mountain."
“The Prime Minister’s words are serious.”
Cao Yi returned the gift.
"You kid, why did you just get out of bed!"
Mrs. Huan's voice came from inside the house.
Then, Cao Chong came out wearing single clothes.
"clothing"
Mrs. Huan who chased out ignored the hot weather and put a piece of clothing on Cao Chong.
"Ma'am, it's the end of May."
Cao Yi couldn't help but look at this dizzy woman.
After hearing Cao Yi's words, Mrs. Huan realized that she had done something stupid and took back the clothes draped on Cao Chong.
Thinking of her attitude towards Cao Yi just now, Mrs. Huan looked ashamed and said: "Thank you sir for saving my son's life. I have offended you a moment ago, please forgive me sir."
Cao Yi just nodded without returning the gift.
Mrs. Huan straightened up, glanced at Cao Chong, who was still a little confused, and asked cautiously: "Sir, Cang Shu's face is sallow, but the root cause of the disease has not been eliminated?"
The root cause of the disease has not been eliminated.
If you drink too much herbal medicine, the plants will be poisoned, causing your face to turn yellow.
Cao Yi coughed lightly and said, "Don't drink the herbal medicine. It will be fine in two days."
"oh"
Mrs. Huan was relieved.
In fact, Cao Yi could cure Cao Chong at once, but he just didn't want to waste his spiritual energy.
At this time, Cao Chong, who had been stunned for a long time, came to his senses, folded his little hands, and greeted Cao Cao: "The child has been ill for a long time, and my father is worried."
"I should give my husband a courtesy first."
Cao Cao pretended to be displeased.
Cao Chong greeted Cao Yi again: "Thank you sir."
"Um"
Cao Yi accepted this gift.
They chatted a few more words.
Cao Cao led Cao Yi out of the back house and went to the temporary residence.
Under the clear moonlight, beside a quiet small lake, there is a locked courtyard.
"Open"
Cao Cao ordered.
The servant who came next came forward and opened the door.
"please"
Cao Cao raised his hand.
Cao Yi went in and found that although the furnishings were simple, it was quiet and elegant. At first glance, it looks like a place where free and easy scholars live.
Cao Cao, who came in later, looked at it with a nostalgic look and said: "This courtyard was built for Fengxiao before I conquered Wuhuan in the north. Unfortunately, God was jealous of talents. Fengxiao died of illness on the way, and the courtyard has been idle to this day. , Sir, I will stay here tonight and have other arrangements tomorrow.”
Filial piety!
It turns out that Cao Cao built this place for Guo Jia, the number one genius in the Three Kingdoms.
Cao Yi couldn't help but look at it a few more times.
"Rest in peace, sir"
Cao Cao arched his hand.
He walked out with a somewhat sad expression.
"Death may not necessarily lead to resurrection"
When Cao Yi walked to the door, he suddenly said something.
Cao Cao, who had just walked outside the courtyard, froze and turned around slowly, his eyes sharp.
What he saw was Cao Yi entering the room.
One breath, two breaths...ten breaths, Cao Cao's sharp eyes narrowed, turned around, and walked forward. Within a few breaths, he was submerged in darkness.
In a room with a strong ancient feel, Cao Yi bent down and touched the floor. It should be because it was cleaned frequently and there was no dust. He took out an old yellow futon from the purple, gold and red gourd and sat down.
It took half an hour to do evening classes.
Then, he took out the "Scroll of Qin Tian" and slowly pushed it to the "Picture of Returning the Yang".
Touching the painting, which was as red as blood and full of enchantment, Cao Yi said to himself: "The third type is to use a small amount of blood from the children as a primer to resurrect with non-flesh and blood bodies, such as clay sculptures and puppets. On the surface, they look just like ordinary people. However, the flaws are that the clay body is afraid of water and the wooden body is afraid of fire, and it can only survive for one century, which is twelve years."
…
The red sun rises slowly from the eastern sky, and the blue sky gradually becomes brighter.
All this announced the arrival of another morning.
There is a light mist on the small lake surrounded by dozens of willow trees.
The fish slowly surfaced to take a breath, and then swam leisurely.
A few little birds were motionless on the willow branches.
Everything seemed peaceful and peaceful.
Suddenly, the door of the small courtyard opened and Cao Yi, wearing a blue Taoist robe, came out.
There is also a little eagle standing on the shoulder with his neck raised, looking left and right, looking very arrogant.
"I asked you to look after the house, and you actually sneaked out."
Cao Yi reached out and knocked Xiaotian's furry head.
Xiao Tian subconsciously wanted to retaliate, and when he was about to peck Cao Chang, he realized that he had made the wrong target and stopped suddenly.
"Go play"
Cao Yi's shoulders shook.
Xiaotian flapped his wings, flew to the willow tree, and called several birds at the side. I don't know whether to say hello or tell them to get lost.
Several small birds were bigger than Xiaotian, and they paid no attention to it.
Chirp!
Xiaotian launched an attack directly.
A few birdies were defeated in just two rounds.
Xiaotian flew back to the branch proudly and took a nap.
