After being read by the tyrant, the character of the little cannon fodder completely collapsed

Chapter 84 It Begins Again
[Over there at the age of five, the tyrant is reborn. 】

[Before he was reborn, he suffered from a serious illness. 】

[It’s just that I don’t know if it’s that serious illness. 】

【Could it be that……】

Ling Xi took a breath and couldn't believe it: "It couldn't be... the person who saved His Majesty at that time was the Fallen Immortal Grass, right?!"

Mr. An nodded solemnly: "That year, it was a rainy day..."

When Chen Qianzhe was five years old, he was a dispensable prince who was not favored.

At that time, the tyrant was seriously ill, and even the imperial doctors only treated him perfunctorily and did not even bother to diagnose him, waiting for him to take his last breath.

Eunuch An forced himself through the palace gate several times to ask for an audience with the late emperor, but he was always stopped by the Queen Mother's people.

Everyone in the palace was waiting tacitly for the young prince's early death.

The desperate An Gonggong hugged Chen Qianzhe and cried loudly, but there was nothing he could do.

He held the thin and hot tyrant in his arms and sat on the threshold, looking desperately at the darkness of the sky and the earth, with no hope of life or death.

At this time, a slovenly man wearing a raincoat rushed into the yard.

"I'm sorry, I got lost. It's raining heavily, so I came here to take shelter..." The man looked at the little tyrant and then at Eunuch An: "Hey, it's not bothering you two, right?"

"..."

Eunuch An was heartbroken at this time. Not to mention that he just came here to hide from the rain, even if he came to kill people, he didn't care.

The man didn't see anyone else. He went into the house to find some clean clothes and put them on. He also found some pastries from somewhere. He came out with a plate and sat next to the master and servant, eating silently and watching the rain.

After eating, he clapped his hands and said, "If you don't save this kid, you will really die!"

Eunuch An couldn't hold back his tears anymore, but he didn't say anything, he just hugged the little tyrant tightly.

He was used to the indifference and ruthlessness of the people in the palace, and had also seen how they killed people without using a knife. At this time, he no longer had any hope, and he just hoped that when the young master left, it would not be too painful.

The man clicked his tongue and wiped his mouth: "Forget it, eaters are short-tongued and takers are soft-handed. The guy named Luo eats and takes, so I can't just watch him die."

As he spoke, he raised his fingers to signal Eunuch An to give him the little tyrant.

The man rolled up his sleeves, lifted up the little tyrant's clothes, and rubbed, pushed and pressed on his slender belly. The little tyrant's skin was as red as bleeding.

As his skin became redder and redder, the little tyrant's face turned pale and lifeless, and his facial features suddenly became distorted, as if he was in great pain.

Soon, he spit out a large pool of black water.

"Okay, the big problem is solved."

The man took out a few pills from the belt around his waist, crushed them, mixed them with water and fed them to the little tyrant.

"These few pills can keep him alive for ten years, but it's hard to tell later... Whether he can survive or not depends on whether he wants to live!"

After saying this, the little tyrant coughed and cried.

Eunuch An was overjoyed and quickly held the little master in his arms to comfort him.

By the time the little tyrant calmed down, the fairy grass had disappeared.

"Later, I asked someone to find out. The only person with the surname Luo in the world who can save people through thaumaturgy is Luo Xiancao, but..." Eunuch An frowned again when he said this.

"...but what?"

"But, in terms of age, this fairy grass is now 120 years old..." "...one hundred, twenty, years old?"

"I know what the girl meant. I didn't believe it when I heard this, because when I rescued His Majesty, he must have been over 100 years old, but he looked like that at most 40 or [-] years old..."

No one knows how the man entered the imperial city.

No one knows how he saved the little tyrant.

Like a god, he suddenly appeared in front of them and disappeared mysteriously.

No one, whether it was the eunuchs, maids, or guards patrolling the city, had seen him.

Ling Xi thought of what Luoxiancao had said to Qian Shizhong before leaving, and immediately shouted: "Qian Shizhong!"

Qian Shizhong made several ups and downs, and rushed into the palace from the window. The sword blade popped out a little, and he was alert to the surroundings.

Ling Xi waved her hand: "It's okay, I just want to ask you something."

"Is it the fairy grass?" Qian Shizhong seemed to have guessed her doubts a long time ago and sheathed his sword. "I don't know the details. This person has an unknown origin, an ominous identity, and an ominous age. He suddenly appeared in the sky more than 100 years ago. Born, born is the peak... He became an instant hit. He has miraculous medical skills that can resurrect the dead, but he has a surly personality. He saves people depending on his mood."

"Then what he said, he still owes you two lives..."

"Oh, it's because I saved his life..." Thinking of something, Qian Shizhong's eyes looked a little strange: "Well, it doesn't really count as a rescue!"

At that time, Qian Shizhong had not yet joined the officialdom, and was still a shepherd boy in the mountains.

"I was only five or six years old at that time, and I helped the village head's family herd sheep every day. Later, when I passed a mass grave, I heard something moving in a coffin..."

At that time, Qian Shizhong was a wild child and had no fear at all, so he followed the sound to find the coffin, chopped it open with a self-defense woodcutter, and rescued the people inside.

That person is Fallen Immortal Grass.

He clearly remembered that when Luoxiancao saw him, he was startled for a moment, then smiled bitterly: "It's starting again!"

Qian Shizhong curiously asked him what "starting again" meant, but he smiled and touched his head.

"This time, I should promise you two things and save three more people...Tell me, what do you want me to teach you?"

Qian Xizhong remembered that he answered without hesitation: "I want to become stronger, I don't want to herd sheep anymore!"

When Luoxiancao heard this, she was stunned: "You kid, you are still like this...if you have a wish, you have to say it one at a time instead of saying it all at once!"

How could Xiao Qianzhong understand these things? He just looked at him hopefully, waiting for his reward.

But what Luoxiancao rewarded him with was not real money, but his cultivation and medical skills.

Speaking of this, Qian Shizhong smiled bitterly: "You may not believe it when I tell you. Everyone thinks that I am highly talented and some kind of martial arts champion. In fact... my talent is really not good. It's just that those things seem to be engraved in my mind. As long as he taught me, I can learn it immediately, just like..."

"It's like I learned it in my previous life!" Ling Xi suddenly said.

Qian nodded loyally: "Yes, this is the feeling. This feeling is very strange. I have asked myself this countless times, but maybe it is because I am young. Many things in my childhood were blurred, leaving only this strange feeling. ”

Chen Qianzhe suddenly hummed and his breathing became smoother.

Ling Xi looked at the time and fed him the second dose of medicine.

This time after the medicine went off, his energy and blood obviously began to rise, and he was groaning and tossing around in pain.

Half an hour later, I vomited out some viscous yellow liquid and a few mouthfuls of blood before I finally stabilized.

(End of this chapter)