After reading the description of the world line, Si Qi felt that the Son of the World this time didn't seem to have any major problems.
Since he didn't plan to deal with the Son of the World in this world, Si Qi went directly to ask the world consciousness and asked Him for the information of the Son of the World.
This time, the Son of the World was abandoned by the emperor in the eyes of outsiders before he was a full month old. He was taken away by the palace maids and separated from his mother. Since then, he has been locked in a small courtyard where no one can enter and leave at will, guarded by palace maids and eunuchs with cut tongues, and often used by sorcerers to replace his fate. His life is worse than that of the original owner.
The original owner had only been in the general's mansion for three years, and he had not had time to take away too many things. At most, he was a little thin because of long-term bloodletting, and he was not very tall.
The Son of the World, however, has been living as a culture dish for other people's organs for the past twelve years. Except for his internal organs, which have not been replaced in time, most of his belongings have been exchanged with that old man in his fifties or sixties, and he looks deformed and ugly.
Just by looking at the skeleton of the Son of the World, Si Qi can imagine how much pain the inappropriate bones and muscles will cause to people with every step he takes. The twisted ribs that compress his lungs make him feel like he is being tortured even when breathing.
How did such a person survive the hellish days of the past ten years, and how did he lead his troops back to the capital step by step, and protect the country that was shaken by wind and rain on the wounded land.
Generally speaking, after taking revenge, most people would lose the motivation to live, and would not be in the mood to protect the country, after all, living was too painful for them.
But he did not do that, and he did not even consider letting the hateful sorcerer replace his deformed bones. He just supported the dynasty until the dynasty was stable and the power was safely transferred to the next successor. The
more Si Qi thought about it, the more he felt that the Son of the World this time was interesting. After weighing the pros and cons, he finally followed his heart, took out several spirit stones from the leaves of the World Tree, set up a teleportation array, and the next second he came directly to the bedroom where the Son of the World was, or the prison cage.
The huge courtyard was silent, there was no sound of people talking, and no trace of people walking around.
Si Qi was going to push the door open directly, but his movements paused when his small palm touched the old wooden door.
He looked down at his clothes and then at the wooden door that was at least twice as tall as him.
Hmm...
the next second, the wooden door moved without wind, opened and closed silently.
A long-haired young man in a white robe with fluttering belts stepped into the bedroom and looked into the eyes of the boy leaning against the corner.
Si Qi had a calm expression and looked at the boy in front of him from a close distance.
The boy leaned quietly in the corner, motionless, and his breathing was very light.
The exposed facial features had long been replaced, and they were ugly beyond words. Only a pair of dark and bright eyes showed that he was still alive at this moment.
Si Qi thought that the boy would at least let out a cry of surprise, showing a little fear of his appearance, or even vigilance.
However, the other party just stared at him quietly, his eyes slightly widened, indicating that he did not fail to see the new person.
"…………"
The Son of the World, who was tough, domineering and powerful in my impression, just reacted like this?
Could it be that he was playing the pig to eat the tiger?
Si Qi stretched out his hand, signaling the boy to use the force to get up.
However, the other party just looked back at him indifferently, not wanting to pay any attention at all.
Seeing the boy's reaction, Si Qi was not in a hurry. He said "Excuse me", bent down and hugged the other party.
The boy's body tensed up instantly, and his muscles trembled unconsciously.
Si Qi thought he was afraid, but from his eyes, he was not. He was numb to the behavior of others grabbing him at will.
So, is it because it hurts?
Si Qi thought about it, took out a candy from his sleeve (the leaf of the world tree), and fed it to the child's lips.
The child subconsciously clenched his teeth and tried to resist when something was stuffed into his mouth, but Si Qi was quicker than him and pushed the candy in gently with his fingertips.
After the candy entered his mouth, he tasted the sweetness on the tip of his tongue. The child licked it subconsciously and then closed his lips, not trying to spit out the pill like before.
——Anyway, the pill would be forced into his mouth in the end, so he might as well eat it directly.
Si Qi made a "huh" gesture to him, held the child in his arms, and walked out of the room briskly.
With Xiu Xiu's cooperation, he walked all the way without encountering even a single palace maid.
Occasionally, he would carry the child and climb walls and rooftops, easily flying two or three meters high. The little boy would open his eyes wide in surprise, obviously he had never felt this kind of flying feeling.
He thought Si Qi was going to take him to bleed, cut flesh and replace bones, but it was not the case. The place Si Qi took him to was completely different from the place he had been to countless times before. There were no dumb servants who could only make "ah ah" sounds around him. He just sent him all the way out of the palace.
Seeing that the walls suddenly disappeared around him, the boy's body suddenly tensed up, and he jumped hard as if he was frightened, and unconsciously grabbed Si Qi's clothes.
Si Qi did not stop him. He patted his back gently as if to comfort him. With the help of the whirring surveillance cameras, he avoided the crowd all the way, moved quickly and swiftly away from the area, and then led the man out of the imperial city before dusk in the afternoon.
The boy was completely stunned.
He had lived for more than ten years, and today was the first time he was so far away from that room, and the first time he saw so many living people. Everything made him surprised and nervous.
Looking at the field in front of him without any walls blocking the way, the boy's body trembled slightly and his face turned red.
Si Qi put the boy down. The boy's body was crooked, standing in a high-low shoulder posture.
His eyes were red, and he took a deep breath regardless of the knife-like pain in his lungs.
This was the first time he tasted the taste of freedom.
Si Qi: "You are safe now."
The boy raised his head when he heard the voice and said "Ahh" twice to Si Qi.
Si Qi raised his eyebrows, walked over and lifted the boy's chin with one hand, took a look at the tongue and throat inside, and said: "There is nothing wrong with your voice."
The boy could not avoid Si Qi's fingers: "Ahh."
"..."
Si Qi suddenly realized: "You can't speak."
No one could teach him before, let alone dare to teach him.
The boy didn't know what Si Qi was saying, and he regretted that Si Qi didn't understand what he wanted to express.
The sky without any walls around him seemed incredible to him, and even the croaking of insects seemed particularly magical. He didn't know why the man brought him to such a place, but if he were to be bled and boned in this place, it would probably be a very pleasant thing. Of course
, he had to escape when he needed to -
Si Qi grabbed the boy's collar and said with a smile: "Okay, don't move, your body is not suitable for running for the time being."
After that, he put the boy on his back, regardless of whether he could understand or not: "From now on, you are my child, you have to listen to me, understand?"
The boy listened to Si Qi's gentle and calm voice, and didn't understand what he meant at all. He only vaguely sensed the emotions transmitted from Si Qi. Somehow, he suddenly wanted to lean against the neck of the man in front of him and feel the human body temperature.
He mustered up his courage and prepared himself mentally. He stretched out a small finger that was twisted like a spider's leg and gently touched the skin of the man in front of him.
Warmth and delicateness came from the body of a living person, and it was not harmful at all.
What a strange feeling.
He lay on Si Qi's back, his eyes looking at everything around him eagerly. Perhaps it was because his emotions were too intense, and he fell asleep on his stomach at some point, with his two hands of different lengths and thicknesses hanging on both sides and swaying, and his face was still slightly flushed.
Si Qi felt that the boy had fallen asleep, and he flicked his wrist lightly, throwing out a few spirit stones. Take a step forward, and in one step you cover a distance of thousands of kilometers.
The stars are shining brightly overhead. Si Qi puts the boy beside the big tree, looks at the small village at the foot of the mountain in the distance, and lowers his head to pick up firewood.
The wind is cool at night, and the boy must not catch a cold.
...
In the early morning, the fire on the open space in front of him emits a wisp of gray smoke after burning out. When the boy wakes up, he sees a slender figure in white.
Thinking of everything that happened yesterday and realizing that he has left the cage, the boy looks at Si Qi's back vigilantly, and moves back slowly and slowly.
Si Qi: "Awake?"
The boy ran away!
Si Qi tapped his toes without changing his expression, flew behind the boy, and grabbed him.
"Where do you want to go? With your body and zero survival ability, you will have to suffer a lot to survive." Si Qi patted the boy's head gently and stuffed a steamed bun into the boy's hand: "Eat it. After eating, we still have to build a house."
This morning, before dawn, the villagers got up early to do farm work.
When Si Qi walked out of the mountain, everyone was startled and almost thought they saw the legendary mountain god. Hearing
Si Qi's question, everyone spoke politely, tried their best to answer any questions, and invited him to the village chief's house.
Si Qi used the excuse that his younger brother had been in poor health since he was a child and didn't like to see people, so he took him out to relax for a while.
Looking at the silver that Si Qi placed in front of him, the village chief accepted the temporary stay of the two Si Qi brothers and agreed to ask the villagers to go up the mountain to build a house for them in the morning. He also sent some breakfast to Si Qi. The steamed
buns that Si Qi gave to the little guy came from here.
The steamed buns are made by grinding rice into powder and then steamed after many processes. They are dense and soft, and taste sweet. For this small village, they are already very, very exquisite food.
After eating the steamed buns, the little guy was still wary of Si Qi and wanted to escape when he found a chance.
Si Qi let him escape, because when it was time to eat, he would be found by Si Qi and brought back, and then sit down to eat obediently.
Si Qi did not have high requirements for the house. The villagers built a wooden house for him. With concerted efforts, it took only a few days to build it.
During these few days, Si Qi absorbed several Soul Gathering Pills, and his strength was enough to protect himself.
His consciousness covered half of the mountain, and he found the boy walking in the forest, trudging step by step.
The boy couldn't run very far. He didn't exercise for many years, and his body was in such a bad state. At this moment, his forehead was full of sweat, his breathing was rapid, and his expression was a little weird.
While walking, he would look back in the direction he came from every now and then.
Si Qi chased him slowly and soon came in front of the boy.
The boy stopped and staggered back a few steps.
"Are you still running?" Si Qi's tone was particularly calm.
Boy: “…………”
Si Qi was not in a hurry. He took out a dish that was highly praised in other small worlds from the basket beside him. The fragrant aroma of the food entered his nose, and the exquisite appearance of the plate layout and color matching made people's appetite grow.
The Son of the World had been abused since he was a child, but he had never been short of food and clothing. He was not at all wary of things in this regard. He walked forward, took the plate from Si Qi, and stretched out his hand to grab it and eat it directly.
Si Qi raised his hand to stop the boy, and put the spoon in his palm without allowing him to refuse. He patiently and gently taught him how to scoop rice with a spoon and how to put rice into his mouth.
The boy was forced to learn this eating process very awkwardly. After Si Qi repeated it for the third time, he finally learned how to eat. He quickly finished the dishes in his hands and licked his lips reluctantly.
Si Qi pointed in the direction of the house, "Come back with me?"
The boy took a few steps back, and his body language showed his resistance.
Si Qi didn't force him. He stuffed him a glass of water and a set of light bedding, and left.
The boy who was left behind: "…………"
Although he didn't know much, he was really confused at this time.
Why didn't this person follow the normal routine? Are they
really going to let him go?
He touched the soft and thick quilt in his hand and found that it was not heavy at all and felt very comfortable. He
lowered his head and took a sip of water. The water was cool and had a slight sweet taste when it went down his throat. After drinking it, his body, which had been in constant pain, suddenly felt a little relieved.
His eyes lit up and he quickly drank the water in big gulps. Then he turned the cup upside down and stared at the wall of the cup, which had no water left.
As he looked at it, he remembered the appearance of the man just now.
For the first time in his life, he had the idea of wanting to see someone again.
Although this idea was very shallow, it was blown away by the wind.
He once again resolutely embarked on the journey of escape.
Si Qi let him escape, and did not bother him too much except for sending food and daily necessities to the child on time three times a day.
This process, which was similar to keeping an eagle, lasted for eight days.
On the afternoon of the eighth day, the boy finally walked out of the mountain, which was not very high. He was covered in dust and was hit hard by stones a few times while a group of adults and children in the village were screaming in fear. He stood there at a loss.
Si Qi realized that something was wrong and hurried over. When the boy saw Si Qi appear, his eyes instantly turned red.
He hid behind Si Qi, who protected him carefully and reprimanded the villagers unhappily. The group of people did not dare to provoke Si Qi and fled quickly.
That night, the village chief came with some things to apologize to Si Qi. He looked at the young master who was said to have never shown up with fear and fear, and almost vomited.
For the first time, the young boy felt something more difficult to face than malice.
He suddenly didn't want to run away.
If all the people in the world hated him, he would rather choose to face the person who appeared in front of the house and gave him food and candy.
Even if the other party would cut his body with things like those adults, he didn't want to be shouted at and pushed with that kind of eyes again.
He lived in the small wooden house that he could not resist.
Feeling surrounded by walls again, the boy's body tensed, his eyes slowly turned red, and he didn't know what was in his mind.
Si Qi took his wrist and took him to the bathroom not far away.
The young man lowered his head and followed Si Qi step by step, resistance written all over his body.
At Si Qi's signal, he took off his clothes and sat in a large barrel that looked like it was used to hold blood. The barrel was soon filled with water.
The young man was a little panicked when he saw the water. He thought Si Qi was going to drown him, and struggled to escape.
But the water soon stopped at his chest, and then fragrant white foam appeared on his head.
He felt this feeling blankly, and his body became light and extremely comfortable.
Si Qi's palms massaged his head, washing away the mud and sand in his hair.
He sat there stupidly and let it go. He glanced at the young man's face reflected on the water. Seeing his gentle features, he vaguely realized that the man in front of him didn't seem to come here to hurt him.
Not only did he take him away from the place he had wanted to escape from countless times, so that he no longer had to suffer that kind of torture, but he also let him run around outside at will...
Could he be here to save himself? Just like the strange woman who had tried to take him away...
With such an unbelievable thought in mind, the boy carefully observed Si Qi.
Until he finished dinner with Si Qi, listened to Si Qi say something he didn't quite understand for a while, and lay on the soft bed, he didn't see what Si Qi was going to do to him.
Everything made the boy feel at a loss.
He hugged the quilt and curled up in the quilt. Unconsciously recalling Si Qi's appearance in his mind, his palm touched his chest.
Here, there is his original heart that has not been replaced in time.
This is the proof that he is still himself, and it is the only place in his body that does not make him feel pain.
Now it is so warm here.
From this day on, Si Qi and the boy began to live together.
In addition to the three meals a day and washing up in the morning and evening, the boy has to attend enlightenment classes every morning and afternoon.
At first, the boy would pretend not to understand and stare at Si Qi, his eyes fixed on the light pink lips that opened and closed, as if trying to understand the meaning of that clear and pleasant tone.
Later, Si Qi noticed that this guy was a fast learner. He knew that this guy had no problem with his IQ, and was even much better than the average person, considering that he escaped from the palace and led a group of people into the capital.
Now, this kind of pretending to be stupid is probably to test his abilities.
Si Qi was not used to him, and would not repeat himself over and over again, or demonstrate in person.
The young guy realized the change in Si Qi's attitude, stopped pretending, tried to keep up with Si Qi's teaching progress, and tried to socialize normally.
He gradually changed from a little beast living in his own world to a person who was not much different except for his ugly appearance.
He finally understood what kind of terrible place he had lived in before, and what Si Qi, who had taken him away from that place, meant to him.
His original vigilance completely turned into gratitude.
He looked at Si Qi with bright eyes, round and moist like beautiful black pearls. Whenever he had time, he would stare at Si Qi, fearing that he would suddenly disappear.
Two months passed in a blink of an eye, and the Son of the World had mastered the vocabulary level of a first-grade elementary school student in modern society and was able to have simple daily communication with Si Qi.
The first thing Si Qi explained to him was his situation in the past years and why he had become like that.
"Warlock?"
"Yes."
"Do they always do that? That is... they are on me, hurting me, like that?" The boy stammered using his poor vocabulary, his fists clenched.
"That's right."
"Kill them!" The boy raised his head suddenly, his eyes were full of scarlet bloodshot, and he looked extremely crazy: "Kill them all! Not a single one can be left alive!"
No one would doubt the truth of his words.
"If you still think so when you grow up, we can discuss this issue again then." Si Qi took a sip of tea and said slowly: "First of all, you have to know that you don't have that ability now."
The boy said in a strong voice: "I know, I will learn, I will become stronger!"
"Okay, then you have to listen carefully in the future." Si Qi smiled: "But before that..."
He gently pointed at the boy's body with his finger: "You have to get your body in good shape first."
"Your body has been hurting all the time, right?"
The boy looked at him in surprise: "How do you know..."
He had never complained to Si Qi about feeling uncomfortable.
He had used actions and shouting to express his discomfort to others too many times before, but no one would care about his thoughts. He thought it was useless to talk about such things. Now he has long been accustomed to the pain and will not show it at all.
Si Qi: "I can see it."
The boy looked at him with admiration.
"Want to get healthy again?" Si Qi asked.
The boy was full of expectations: "Can I?"
Si Qi: "Yes."
The boy felt Si Qi's kindness, pursed his lips, and didn't know how to respond.
"It will just hurt a little." Si Qi carefully observed the direction of the boy's bones, and said to him: "I will break your bones and let them grow back."
The boy waited for a while, but nothing came of it, and breathed a sigh of relief: "Is that all? That's okay."
Si Qi fell silent.
He didn't say anything, but suddenly wanted to reach out and rub the boy's head, and he really did it.
The boy looked at Si Qi's hand reaching for his head, and a trace of panic appeared in his eyes. He couldn't help but recall many scenes of being hurt by adults.
But he didn't hide. The young man's slightly warm palm rested steadily on his head, bringing a comfortable touch that made people squint their eyes and feel it carefully, which made him very happy.
When the palm left, he was even a little reluctant.
Si Qi: "Don't worry, I won't let you feel any pain."
His tone was softer than ever before: "Just get some sleep and you'll be fine."
The boy didn't say anything, and his eyes were full of dependence when he looked at him, as if even if Si Qi put his hand on his throat, he would just look up at him obediently, as gentle as a little deer.
Si Qi's heart was gently touched by the feather.
After he fed the boy the medicine, the boy lay unconscious on the chair.
Si Qi took away the table in the middle of the room, released the treatment cabin brought from other worlds, and carried the boy in again.
He stretched out his hand, and with a little force on various parts of the boy's body with his fingertips, he broke several joints that were roughly assembled by the warlock.
The boy's muscles just moved reflexively, and he didn't wake up.
Si Qi used instruments to adjust the position of the boy's bones, and then soaked him in the best spring water of life.
Xiu Xiu was very surprised when he saw Si Qi's actions: [The master rarely uses these things on people in the small world]
Especially since the other party is the son of the world, if he turns his back on the treasure in Si Qi's hand, with his great luck, he might cause some trouble for Si Qi.
Si Qi didn't know what was wrong with him. He softened his heart after hearing just one sentence from the boy.
His original plan was to break the boy's bones one by one, and then use the herbs from this world to slowly regulate his body and restore his health.
But after meeting those eyes...
I don't know why, Si Qi really couldn't bear to see the other party suffer. There was no other reason, he just couldn't bear it.
Si Qi said helplessly: [Maybe he is attractive to me]
Xiu Xiu was at a loss for words: [... attractive to me?]
If it weren't for Xiu Xiu, the appearance of the Son of the World was really too stimulating to the eyes.
Even the tough guys looked more handsome than him.
...
After the boy woke up, he found himself lying on his familiar bed.
Not seeing the familiar figure, he got up from the bed and stepped into a pair of slippers that were obviously too small.
The boy:?
After standing up, the strange feeling became stronger. He found that the things around him seemed to have become shorter, and...
why didn't he feel uncomfortable? !
Somewhere in his brain was still habitually enduring the pain that should have existed, but his body was relaxed in a way that could not be ignored.
For the first time, he truly understood that this was what being healthy felt like. It's more relaxing than fainting, more incredible than dreaming, and makes people so...unable to calm down.
The boy lowered his head and looked carefully at his smooth hands, which were not much different from Si Qi's. He then touched the joints of his body.
There were no strange protrusions, no weird bends, and the lengths of both arms and legs were the same. There was no pain like a knife cutting when breathing.
Everything was so surprising that he couldn't wait to rush out of the room wearing straw sandals that were a few sizes too small.
After going out, the boy saw Si Qi enjoying the scenery in the yard, and his eyes turned red and his emotions were completely out of control.
He ran faster and faster, and his body felt so light that he seemed to be flying.
He rushed over, and for the first time in his life, he took the initiative to touch other people's bodies and threw himself into other people's arms.
The author has something to say:
--47 , who
was suddenly ambushed: "..."
Q: Why do you have to wear a vest to meet the Son of the World?
47: I am not as tall as him when I stand up, and I have to jump to hit his head. Do you still want to save my dignity as a teacher?
I imagined the picture of the Son of the World bending down and throwing himself into 47's arms.
47: I refuse.
I also imagined the picture of Si Qi tilting his head and loudly teaching his little apprentice.
Son of the World: He is so small, won't he be tired from talking so much? Son of
the World: Forget it, he is young, I will give in to him, and he will say yes.
47:? ? ? Who is the elder after all?
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