It takes a long time to actively adapt to the new living environment.

But in the past, when he moved, it was always out of necessity, just like this time.

He always took Ji Xuan with him when he moved, not only because it was at Shi Zhixin's request.

It was also because of his white hair that he stood out among the children.

They are often the butt of the story, or bullied by those who are unaware of the situation.

He was temporarily powerless to do anything about his gray hair, or rather, his illness.

But he didn't want to see Ji Xuan grow up in such an environment.

So he could only try harder and harder each time to find a place that would tolerate his eccentricities and not be gossiped about.

He moved here five years ago.

Although there were still people at school or in the surrounding area who mocked Ji Xuan.

But he also made friends here who would support him.

They would stand up to protect Ji Xuan when someone pointed fingers at him or mocked him to his face.

That's how he settled down here.

To avoid attracting attention, they entered the Crescent Bookstore, which was under the state-owned Crescent Publishing House.

Aside from occasionally customizing human skin masks for people as instructed by Shi Zhixin.

In addition to charging exorbitant fees or providing valuable medicinal herbs to nourish Ji Kang's body.

He was just like any other man with children at home.

I send my child to school early every day, and then go to work myself.

I worked in the bookstore organizing books and arranging newspapers.

I'll pick up the kids after I get off work.

Life went on like this, ordinary and uneventful.

No one would guess that he was a person with special skills.

But... this peaceful life is about to be disrupted.

In order to prevent Ji Xuan from being implicated by his actions, he must leave Chunshi as soon as possible, or even leave Ji Province.

However, the real reason could not be told to Ji Xuan.

After all, he knew his own abilities and was also learning from others.

Little did they know that they were making human skin masks for others.

She thought she was just someone who worked at the bookstore and had some special memories, and had no other identity.

So the reason for saying it changed:

"Shall we find a place specifically for your treatment?"

Ji Xiuming, unaware of his ulterior motives, gave the answer directly.

Ji Xuan was genuinely surprised when he heard this answer.

Actually, he has been curious since he was a child about why he looks different from other children.

Why do I have a head of white hair? Why can't I run or jump?

They also had to drink bitter Chinese medicine every day.

No matter how much he pleads or throws a tantrum, he can't escape it.

As he grew older, he realized that he must have some incurable disease.

Otherwise, why would his master have bothered to brew such valuable ginseng for himself?

When he was young and didn't understand things, he asked when his illness would get better.

The master just stared at him blankly, without answering the question.

That night, he woke up in the middle of the night.

I discovered that my master wasn't asleep; he was just sitting alone in the living room.

He began to have a vague idea in his mind: his illness would never be cured!

Later, when he tried to ask about his condition again, he avoided the topic.

So he was genuinely surprised that his master was willing to talk to him directly about his condition.

"Master, what's wrong...?"

Since we don't understand why, let's ask.

Ji Xiuming could naturally sense his hesitation.

He didn't say it before because, given his abilities, he couldn't cure him.

The only thing we can do is to brew a medicine every now and then that can suppress his condition, or rather, the toxins.

Then use various precious medicinal herbs to nourish his body.

This will prevent his body from gradually weakening under the corrosive effects of the toxins.

The reason I told him now is actually much simpler.

Although he wanted to take Ji Xuan away from Chunshi, this place of trouble.

But he didn't know if he could escape the frenzied operation of the state apparatus.

So, in case he is discovered and arrested in the future, there will be no one to take care of Ji Xuan.

He decided to first tell everyone about his physical condition and the various medications he was taking.

Even if he is not by Ji Xuan's side in the future, he will be able to take good care of himself.

Thinking of this, he sighed and sat down on a chair.

Then he said in a deep voice:

“Xiao Xuan, you know your health isn’t good, and your… hair… is different from others.”

As he spoke, he glanced at Ji Xuan's head with a sorrowful look in his eyes.

After hearing this, Ji Xuan touched his head with his little hand.

He remembers that when he was little, he was also curious about why he was different from other children.

Back then, my master lied to me, saying that I was favored by God.

My own gray hair is a unique gift.

Being too young to understand, I genuinely believed this explanation.

When he grew a little older, he realized that what he was doing was abnormal.

I was secretly heartbroken for quite a long time.

Even now, he has gotten used to being different from others.

When her master mentioned her hair, she simply nodded, indicating that she was listening attentively.

"Your hair can actually be a sign of poor health."

After a pause, he revealed the fact that Ji Xuan had been poisoned.

"Of course, you could also say it's because you were poisoned."

"Poisoning?" This was indeed the first time Ji Kang had heard this term.

Even knowing that Ji Xiuming had more to say, she couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

He used to think he had some rare disease, which was why his hair had turned completely white.

Today, his master told him that he wasn't sick, but poisoned.

How could this not surprise him!

Ji Xiuming was interrupted by Ji Xuan when he was about to say something, but he wasn't angry.

After all, he had never told Ji Xuan about his true physical condition before.

It's normal to be surprised when you suddenly learn that you've been poisoned.

Before Ji Xuan could calm down, Ji Xiuming told him the truth of the matter in sparse detail.

"Yes, you knew before that you were the son of your master's old friend."

From the time Ji Xuan could speak, Ji Xiuming made him call himself Master.

This is the most unique existence among all the families in the surrounding area.

After all, other people's children all have their own parents.

He only had one master.

He also remembers that sometimes when he went out to play, other children would laugh at him, calling him a wild child without a father.

They are often bullied because of this.

One day, he was bullied so badly that he ran home crying all the way.

Holding Ji Xiuming, she cried, "Master, why don't I have a father and mother, only a master?"

"The other kids laugh at me and bully me, waaaaaahh ...

At that time, Ji Xiuming felt very sorry for Ji Xuan, who was crying so hard he could hardly breathe.

But since I couldn't tell him the truth, I made up an excuse: "Xiao Xuan, be good, don't cry."

"You do have parents, it's just that they're no longer here."