After being reincarnated as a bad woman, I became my enemy?

This was his fifth birthday, and his second uncle, Fu Manying, ran around and bought him a birthday present with the money he had saved for two years.

The rare things in this world are used one less, so how can there be more?

"Dad, you take it as an emergency first, and I'll think of a way."

Fu Tianqing clenched her teeth, this expression confused Qi Zijin.

"Is it that difficult?"

"...No, don't be embarrassed, there will always be a way."

"Uh... over there, this kind of thing is rare?"

Qi Zijin scratched his hair, looked down at the pill in his hand, and sniffed it against his nose: "This thing should be Zijin Dahuandan, right? I'm not mistaken, am I?"

"Dad, since you recognize this thing, you should know... This thing is a pill that was passed down thousands of years ago. You think Chinese cabbage can be pulled everywhere."

Fu Tianqing scratched her hair and said with a slight complaint.

"Uh... isn't it?"

Zhou Qingying shook her head: "I read from an ancient book that Zijin Dahuandan is a medicine handed down by a Zijin real person thousands of years ago. At that time, Zijin wood was very common, and the raw materials were everywhere, but now... Zijin wood is difficult to obtain." If you find it, only a few people can master the prescription."

"Is it hard to find?"

Qi Zijin scratched his head again: "How could this be?"

"Although it's hard to find, I have a section here, I don't know if it is."

Zhou Qingying took out a black branch from the ring, which was left to Zhou Qingying by Hang Yanling last week.

"This one……"

Qi Zijin took it over, put it in his hand and looked at it carefully several times: "It's purple gold wood."

Fu Tianqing looked at Zhou Qingying who took out the purple gold wood in surprise, and gasped, "Didn't Mo Weng say that this thing has already been... where did you get it?"

"Once upon a time, my junior sister gave it to me."

Zhou Qingying gritted her teeth: "I know there is still a place where Zijinmu is still there, but I don't have a prescription at hand... No, the prescription is easy to find, and there should be inheritance in ancient books... I will find a way to get it, uncle, this one How long will the elixir be enough for Hang Yan Ling?"

"Just now my son... the elixir that Fu Tianqing gave me is enough for a week, but Hang Yanling is unconscious now and can't move his body to resist the erosion of Yin Lingqi on the physical body. One elixir can be used for a month , I have to think of a way in the future.”

After receiving Zijinmu, Qi Zijin didn't look too strange, put his hand on the table, raised his hand and rubbed his temples: "I know the prescription of Zijin Dahuandan, but there are no medicinal cauldrons and spiritual energy on this side of the earth." Supplementary materials, if you want to refine and return alchemy, you still have to go to your side."

The more Fu Tianqing listened, the more puzzled she became.

It's okay for the old man to suddenly come to the cultivation world to find him, why is he so familiar with the world over there.

He had just used wood spiritual energy to heal his eyes...

Is it possible...

"Father, how did you know the prescription of Zijin Dahuan Pill?"

"you guess."

Qi Zijin gave his son a blank look without a word, got up and put the Da Huan Dan that Fu Tianqing gave just now into his pocket.

"I'll find a nurse to feed Hang Yanling later, I have to go with you..."

Qi Zijin paused and frowned.

What Zhou Qingying said about the Zijin real person who was active a thousand years ago made him realize the problem.

It's no wonder that during this week's getting along, when talking about another world with Hang Yanling, I always feel familiar but full of inconsistencies everywhere.

For them, the story of "Zijin Zhenren" is already a thousand years ago.

Looking at Fu Tianqing standing in front of him, Qi Zijin's eyes were slightly gloomy.

"Son... how old are you this year?"

"Eh? Why are you asking this all of a sudden?"

"Just take it as a casual question. After all, I haven't seen you for so many years, and now you look like this again."

"I'm seventeen this year..."

Seventeen...

Staring blankly at Fu Tianqing in front of him, Qi Zijin's mouth curled up with a trace of bitterness.

It was not the first time he had seen this face.

It's a pity that for Qi Zijin, this face should have been lying quietly in the sea of ​​trees, without a soul, unable to speak, and relying on the purple gold wood to maintain a weak existence.

A symbol that shows that all his efforts are in vain, and only an empty shell can be comforted...

He's only seventeen...

She is still so young, her hair is not yet gray, her eyes are still so bright...

Younger than when I died...

……

Fortunately, the curtain is drawn down, God has eyes.

Everything is still in time.

Qi Zijin's expression moved again, and he coughed: "Little girl, you just said that there is still a Zijin tree in this world, right?"

"Ah."

"Can you take me to see it?"

"No."

Zhou Qingying shook her head, she covered her left arm, and lowered her head: "Hang Yanling became like this because of it... Uncle, you can save her, I can't let you take risks too."

"very dangerous?"

Qi Zijin tapped the desk surface lightly with his fingers, his expression became serious.

"What's the matter? Zijin wood is something that can be seen everywhere on the roadside... Now there is only one thing left in the world, is it monopolized by the big family?"

"……no."

Zhou Qingying shook her head heavily, unwilling to say any more.

Qi Zijin sighed deeply, tilted his head and asked, "Xin Tong, can you move freely in the world over there? Use your...super power?"

Mi Xintong had her head down, but when Qi Zijin asked her suddenly, her body trembled.

"Yes, yes... but I... dare not..."

She raised her head to look at Fu Tianqing, pointing at Fu Tianqing tremblingly: "He...Is he really, brother Qi..."

"Yes, it was he who died to save you."

Fu Tianqing was even more surprised by Qi Zijin's words: "Wait, what are you talking about? She, she is the little girl I... saved?"

"Well, she fell into the water at the beginning because she abused the so-called superpower, accidentally moved to the surface of the water, and fell into the water... Otherwise, how could a child fall into the middle of the river so deep that people would drown? Woolen cloth?"

"Uncle Qi, I'm sorry, I'm sorry...I..."

Mi Xintong hugged her head, squatted down shyly, and curled up her body.

"Okay, no need to apologize, he's back too... You've been visiting us all these years, and there's nothing wrong with me. I should take your feelings into account over the years."

Qi Zijin rubbed his temples: "Heaven and earth are fair. You killed my son, but you will have a chance to save a child. Since the little girl said just now that Hang Yanling lost his memory because of that tree...then the solution must be in it , I still want to see what kind of person has kept a Zijin tree until now, so I will trouble you to take me away."

Chapter 66 Tree, Stone Table, Old Friends

People in nurse uniforms pushed the infusion carts and sent the patients in the intensive care unit back to the room.

No one can figure out why this young child has such a weak body.

The dark yin-yang fish pendant was lying peacefully on the girl's neck. This was the entrustment of the attending physician, Dr. Qi, and it should not be taken off no matter what.

Maybe it's something important to her, maybe it's a relic from her parents.

Back in the single ward, the anxious middle-aged woman grabbed the nurse's sleeve and anxiously asked about Hang Yanling's condition.

A girl who looks almost the same as the girl who is seriously ill is with the woman.

"How is this child!? What's going on with her!?"

"Sister Tang, don't be sad...it's okay, it's just a sudden faint...you'll be fine when you wake up."

"What about Qi, where did he go?!"

"Principal Qi went to prepare medicine for the little sister, and booked the flight ticket to go abroad. He is also very anxious now... and told us to tell you, no matter what, spend the next few days with the little girl."

"Little girl, little girl..."

Tang Yuxiao nodded again and again. Sitting by the bed, she bent her back, covered her face, and sobbed non-stop.

Hang Yanling lay quietly on the hospital bed, the dangling white sheets tore Tang Yuxiao's heart.

Even if the nurse told her that Hang Yanling's life was not in danger, Tang Yuxiao couldn't accept this reality.

Tears were streaming down, and my heart was throbbing with pain.

During the past few days, they seem to have returned to the way their son was when he was still alive, but this happiness came suddenly and left suddenly.

Without the slightest warning, the little girl fell down.

Just like that day, I suddenly received a call that my son was drowning...

It was the same hospital bed, and the same pale sheets.

The same suddenness, the same unbearable.

It was so sudden, really...

Why is God so unfair?

I have the most sensible and lovely son, you will take him away.

After adopting such a cute and well-behaved daughter, you are going to kill her again.

Why on earth should these kind children be tortured...

Tang Yuxiao retched from crying, tightly clutching Hang Yanling's hand under the quilt, cursing and praying to God.

Standing beside her was Yan Lingling who was at a loss.

Yan Lingling couldn't imagine why the little girl who was alive and kicking a week ago suddenly became like this a week later...

There must be some reason.

Is she over-hunting the panacea thing?

Was she plotted by Jing Hao's people?

The brain thought quickly, but couldn't find the reason why Hang Yanling became like this, and the way to comfort her mother.

And in front of the window outside the ward, stood two people, one tall and one short.

They wore outlandish costumes, but they didn't attract anyone's attention.

Fu Tianqing stared blankly at Hang Yanling in the hospital bed, while Zhou Qingying bit her lip tightly, blood gushing out.

Both of them were silent, and no one entered the room, they just stood there and watched.

A monk with yin aura will run his body to resist the erosion of yin aura when he is still awake, but once he is in a coma for a long time and loses consciousness, his body will naturally not be able to get along well with yin aura, and it will start to erode the source of life.

But why did she suddenly faint...

"Yeah, you two, don't you want to go in?"

Finally, the strange outfits of the two of them caught the attention of the doctors here. A girl in a white coat with dark red hair came over with a smile on her face, and gently patted Zhou Qingying on the shoulder: "That little girl is your favorite girl." An important friend, right?"

Zhou Qingying shook her head silently: "She needs to rest, and it's no good for me to disturb her."

"Hee hee, correct answer, it's good to do so."

A woman with dark red hair stood outside the window and put her hands on the glass.

"Her, it's because her memory started to recover, and her consciousness collided with each other, and she became like this - if you go in, it will only further catalyze her memory recovery, and her condition will worsen."

"Memory... she wants to change back to the original..."

"I don't know, maybe a fool who can't handle it well and become delirious."