Become a god in the world of Cthulhu

Chapter 177
On New Year's Eve, the weather was very cold, and the village was silent. Except for the playful children who were willing to come out and run around at this time, there was almost no one in the streets and alleys.

"Aunt Song, you have to give me an explanation today!"

In the room, Grandma Hua was sitting on the bed by the window, embroidering a peony handkerchief.

Just as the rushing voice outside fell, there were chaotic footsteps in the yard.Grandma Song paused for a moment, gently folded the half-embroidered handkerchief in her hand, and put it in the basket beside her.

"Oh!" Grandma Song sighed softly, shaking her head helplessly.Thinking in my heart, I don't know what trouble the little girl made this time and came back.

Grandma Song walked to the door, and immediately saw a woman dragging a little boy in. The boy's forehead was still bleeding.

Grandma Song was shocked, why did she still hurt someone!

The boy seemed to be unwilling to come, struggling to run out, but being dragged by his mother and unable to escape, his little face was flushed red.

These two people are Li Xiuzhu, wife of the head of Bixi Village, and her son, Tao Shu.

Grandma Song suppressed the surprise in her heart, and looked at Tao Shu kindly: "Shu'er, don't be afraid, what did my bastard girl do, you tell Grandma Song, Grandma Song will make the decision for you!"

Li Xiuzhu's tone subconsciously softened when she heard the words, and sighed, "I know Aunt Song is a sensible person. Even if someone is randomly pulled out from the village, there is no one who does not say good things about Aunt Song. If it is some other trivial matter , I won’t come to you anymore.”

As Li Xiuzhu said, her emotions gradually became a little excited, and her tone raised a little unconsciously, "It's just that this time, the little girl is too much! Look, she smashed my Shu'er! Shu'er is from our family. His only son, he has never suffered any crimes since he was a child, and this is the first time he has been hurt like this, I am a mother, it really hurts me to see it!"

Grandma Song glanced at the corner of the wall outside the courtyard gate, and quickly looked away.

"Come in and tell me! The child is badly injured. I have some bruise medicine here. Let's rub it on him for now." Grandma Hua said softly with a gentle smile on her face.

Grandma Song was rubbing the medicine powder on little Tao Shu, while listening to Li Xiuzhu's story.

"This boy refused to tell me when I first asked him. His father had to scare him and beat him if he didn't tell me. Then he said that he was playing by the river. The little girl was throwing stones on the ice. It happened to be wrong. It hit him. Although it was not intentional, Aunt Song should still educate your girl to avoid causing any trouble again!"

Grandma Song laughed along, "That's right! This matter is indeed Jin'er's fault. I will definitely teach her a lesson when I come back, and I will go and make amends to Shu'er tomorrow!"

"Aunt Song, you're being polite. Children are playing around. You don't have to be so serious. Aunt Hua just talk about her. It's getting late, and we have to go home to cook, so we'll go back first."

"Okay! I'm really sorry for causing you trouble, let the child take this bottle of wound medicine first!" Grandma Song said apologetically as she stuffed the medicine powder that she had just rubbed on Hua Shu into Li Xiuzhu's hand.

"It's okay! Let's go first." The other party's attitude was so good, Li Xiuzhu couldn't hold on any longer, so she had to pretend to be generous and waved her hand, and led Tao Shu home.

On the other side, Song Xiao saw Aunt Li and Tao Shu at their home outside the door, and knew that Tao Shu had betrayed her by breaking his promise. She was so angry that she decided not to treat him to grilled fish to apologize.

At this time, she couldn't go back home, and she didn't know where to go at this moment, so she had to wander outside aimlessly, and as she walked, she came to the river again.

Song Xiao stood on a high place on the river bank, looking down from a distance.

A thin boy was squatting by the river, struggling to lift a stone the size of a watermelon and smashing it towards the ice.

Is this breaking the ice?Song Xiao couldn't help but be a little curious. It was so cold that it was hard to see anyone in the village. They were all hiding at home to keep warm. How could anyone come out to break the ice and fish at this time?

She approached with light steps, standing in a place where she could see the man's movements clearly without disturbing him.

Standing at this angle, Song Xiao could also see the other person's appearance clearly. The boy about seven or eight years old had a handsome and lovely appearance, but the clothes on his body seemed too thin, which made his complexion turn pale.

Where did the little guy come from? She hasn't seen it before. Could it be from another village?Song Xiao wondered in his heart.

The ice surface in the deep winter is thick, and the stone hit the ice surface, leaving only a small pit that can be ignored, and then slipped along the ice surface, so he had to pick it up and smash it again. This time, the stone fell down. , It's not the same location.

Song Xiao frowned while watching, thinking in his heart, this person is so stupid, how long will it take to smash it open like this.

The boy also seemed to realize that this was inappropriate, so he squatted down, holding the stone with both hands and smashing it down one by one.

Song Xiao stretched his brows, nodded in approval, and cast admiring glances at him. This is a fool who is quite flexible, knowing that this road is not accessible, so he will take a detour.

After all, such a big stone was too heavy for a seven or eight-year-old child. At this time, the boy's forehead was already covered with fine beads of sweat, and his face was also rosy due to the effort.

Fortunately, your hard work paid off, and after counting like this, there was a "click", and the ice cracked, revealing a hole as thick as the arms of two adults. The boy heaved a sigh of relief, and wiped the sweat off his face with his sleeve beads.

Song Xiao looked at it seriously, wondering what this idiot would do next.

The boy stood up, rolled up the sleeve of his right arm neatly, then knelt down on the ice, and suddenly stretched his arm into the newly opened ice hole. There was a slippery touch, and he grabbed it into his hand suddenly, and looked down at the palm of his hand. It was indeed a fish, but it was pitifully small, not as big as his palm.

Song Xiao was so shocked by his series of operations that he couldn't speak, so he watched him put the small fish, which was less than the size of a palm, into the wooden bucket beside him, and then put his hand into the frozen lake again.

Song Xiao finally couldn't stand it any longer.

"You can't do this!"

Xiao Yi was startled by the sudden appearance of the voice, and retracted her arm from the frozen lake, the frozen blue and purple arm looked a little shocking.

He looked sideways and saw a little girl standing on the river bank, wearing a brand-new red short jacket and a pair of black long cotton shoes, her eyes were black and shiny, her lips were like dyed fat, and she looked radiant.

There are kingfishers chirping outside the window, and the spring sun shines into the bamboo house through the window lattice, outlining a bright spot on the floor.

The bamboo house was filled with a faint fragrance of herbs, and the woman lying on the bed frowned and woke up leisurely.

There was a burning pain three inches to the right of her heart. She covered the wound with one hand, and sat up with the other hand. She unbuttoned her clothes and looked down. The wound had been wrapped with a pure white soft muslin.

She gathered the placket and buttoned it up again.

There was a strong aroma of herbs in her breath, she looked around the surrounding environment, there was an extraordinarily thick wooden shelf in the corner, and there were bottles and jars on it, and there was a simple wooden table in the middle of the room, with two A chair, that's all.

The woman's brows stretched out, and a happy smile appeared on her face, so she just said, she, Song Xiaofu, was very fateful, how could she die so easily.

But there seemed to be something wrong, and soon she realized the weirdness of the matter. She closed her eyes and recalled that at that time, she led an elite team of more than a dozen people, fell off the cliff after being hit by an arrow, and what happened after that?
At that time, under the siege of Wei Jun, the team he led had no power to resist, so how could she be allowed to escape.

The door was pushed open from the outside with a "squeak", Song Xiao collected his expression, and turned his gaze to the door.

The one who came in was a boy about seven or eight years old, holding a bowl of medicine in his hand. Seeing the woman sitting by the bed, he was a little surprised and said, "Are you awake?"

Before Song Xiao could respond, the little boy laughed again: "Just wake up, the girl is seriously injured, don't act rashly, I'll call the master right away."

After finishing speaking, the little boy put the medicine bowl on the table, turned his head and ran out in a hurry.

When he ran to the door, he thought of something again, turned around and said with a smile: "By the way, my name is Tiandong."

After all, he closed the door and went out.

Song Xiao heaved a sigh of relief, just now the boy named Tiandong was dressed in the standard clothes of Yan people.

Song Xiao supported the bedposts and got out of the bed. Although her movements were as careful as possible, the wound was inevitably involved, and she couldn't help but "hiss" in pain.

She walked slowly to the table and sat on the chair.

"Boom!" There was a soft knock on the door.

"Come in!" Song Xiao put down the medicine bowl and looked up at the person who came.

The door was pushed open from the outside, and a slender figure came in from the outside. The person who came was a young man with a straight posture, standing there like a green bamboo standing against the wind, so clear and so clear that people couldn't bear to desecrate it.

The people on Mo are like jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world.

This poem flashed across Song Xiao's mind, she shook her head, and then quickly came back to her senses.

Seeing Song Xiao sitting at the table, the young gentleman frowned slightly, as if he was a little worried and said: "The girl is seriously injured, it is not suitable to get out of bed at this time."

Song Xiao waved his hand and said, "It's okay, but you saved me if you dare to ask?"

The young man nodded, seeing that she didn't care about his instructions, his brows furrowed deeper, and just about to say something, he heard the woman ask.

"Who sent me here?"

"You were hit by an arrow and fell into a coma by the river. It was my son who passed by and rescued you and brought you back."

A crisp child's voice came from outside the door, it was the boy named Tian Dong just now.

Tian Dong came trotting all the way, with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead and flushed face, he let out a long breath, then turned to Dr. Shen, and respectfully handed over his usual medicine box.

Song Xiao straightened her face, and was about to bow to the young master, but the wound was involved, so she had to cup her fists and say, "Thank you!"

Dr. Shen looked calm: "You don't need to be too polite, someone else would do the same thing.

Hearing this, Song Xiao clasped her fists and said with a hearty smile: "It seems that Dr. Shen not only has the benevolence of a doctor, but also is extraordinarily humble."

The woman glanced out the window, then looked at Dr. Shen nonchalantly and said, "By the way, I don't have time to introduce myself, Chen Xiao! Doctor Shen just call me by my name!"

"Shen Zhi!" The other party nodded slightly and replied concisely.

As soon as Shen Zhi took out a thin silk scarf from the medicine box, the woman raised her hand to stop her. The woman rolled up her sleeves, revealing a wrist that was obviously fairer than her hand: "Children of the Jianghu, don't pay attention to these hypocrisy. Doctor Shen will just diagnose and treat you directly." good."

Shen Zhi raised his head, facing the woman's smiling eyes.

The woman's lips became a little pale due to blood loss, but a pair of beautiful red phoenix eyes were clear and bright, meeting Shen Zhi's gaze: "Doctor Shen, is there something wrong?"

Shen Zhi came back to his senses, shook his head, but lowered his head when he hooked the woman's wrist, no one could clearly see his expression at this time.

Tiandong looked at Dr. Shen, and then at the woman across from him, only felt that something was weird, but couldn't put it into words, and scratched his head in some puzzlement.

After a while, Shen Zhi withdrew his hand and said: "The pulse condition has stabilized, but the wound is too deep, it hurts the tendons, and it is close to the vital points, so it needs to rest for a while."

As he spoke, he glanced at Song Xiao again, obviously knowing that the other party was not very persuasive, so he emphasized his tone: "If Miss Chen wants to recover her body, she should not use force again within half a year, otherwise she may lose her life. disease."

"Doctor Shen, come and have a look!" someone shouted outside the door.

Shen Zhi nodded towards Song Xiao, and hurried out. Tian Dong tidied up the medicine box, carried the medicine box and left right behind.

"My lord!" A figure flashed into the room from the window.

The person who came was a young man, dressed in sackcloth, with a burly figure and a resolute face, with the spirit of wandering around all the year round, knelt down on one knee, and said in a deep voice: "This subordinate is not good at doing things, and put the master in danger. Injure your body, please punish the Lord!"

"It's none of your business. You weren't in Jizhou at the time. Besides, you're on the battlefield, so there's no way you won't get hurt!"

Song Xiao leaned back on the chair with a relaxed expression, raised her hand and said, "Get up, Bai Jiang, I have something to ask you. I've been in a coma for a few days, where is the Yuanwei Army now?"

The man named Bai Jiang replied: "The lord has chased Timur to the edge of the cliff, and then shot an arrow and fell off the cliff. It has been seven days since now. General Xu searched around the mountain for five days but couldn't find it, so he had to stay." The next elite will continue to search around with him, and the Yuanwei army is already on the way back to the court under the leadership of General Chen Xiao, and according to the time, it should have reached the border of Qingzhou by now."

At the end, I added another sentence: "The place where the Lord is now is Jizhou!"

Song Xiao relaxed after hearing this: "If that's the case, then I don't have anything to do. I want to recuperate here. By the way, I'll walk around to see where it's from—oh, the local customs of Jizhou."

The woman randomly pulled out two pieces of paper from the table, swiped a brush and wrote a few lines, folded it casually, and handed it to Bai Jiang: "The upper one is passed on to the Holy Majesty, and the lower one is passed on to Ah Wu."

"Yes!" Bai Jiang took the order and left.

(End of this chapter)