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"Brother, wake up, wake up..." Bewildered, Qi Ji felt that someone was calling him, and kept tapping his cheek with his hand.

Qi Ji wanted to open his eyes and see, but it seemed to have consumed all his power. A strange message kept flashing in his mind, like an unbearable computer host, which could only be relieved by downtime. After a moment of clarity, he fainted gloriously again.

"Hey, I finally reacted a little bit, why did I faint again? Is my judgment really wrong? Impossible!" On the bed of a retro room, a young man who was a little jumpy was looking confused.

"The old man has already said that the child's body is too weak, and it will take at least three days to wake up." An old man in the room said with a beard.

"Impossible, I have used my internal strength to help him recuperate his body, and I will definitely wake up today." The jumped young man was not convinced.

"Okay, two, this kid is miserable enough, you have to make fun of him." The last old man in the room said, "Fortunately, there is a reaction, and his life shouldn't be a problem. When he wakes up to ask about the situation. , Then decide how to arrange it."

"I'm free to visit any relatives. I missed the martial arts event of the senior brother for nothing, and for nothing, the boys must be pointed and pointed when they go back..." The young man said as he went out with the two of them.

...

In the quiet room, lying on the bed was a seven or eight-year-old child, thin and dark, with an unhealthy color. At first glance, he knew that he was not from a rich family.

The child lying on the bed has his mind turned upside down. Although he has not yet woken up, his consciousness has been restored.

"Reborn?" He thought, recalling his previous life, as if he had read a letter left by his grandfather. In order to verify the content, he dripped blood on the jade pendant, and then fell unconscious.After waking up, he merged the memory of an eight-year-old child in this body.

"Am I a trick?" the child thought.Although the child is only eight years old and has memories for several years, it is still difficult to digest all this in a short time, so that his memories are a little fuzzy."Yes, my name is Qi Ji. According to my grandfather, when I was picked up, he thought it was a miracle, so he called me Qi Ji. The reason why I didn't use the word'miracle' was because it was too easy to be called, so I used a homophonic. But later, the name couldn't stop being called out, and it was too late when I wanted to change it."

Gradually, the child—that is, a strange trick—recovered the memory of his predecessor, remembering a little bit of the previous life, and the last scene of the previous life also appeared in his mind.

"It seems to have inherited a system, that jade pendant?" Qi Ji thought with some uncertainty, "If this is the case, it should not be rebirth, but a journey through the system. But why did it pass through to this child and still have his memory?"

If it's just an eight-year-old child, there shouldn't be much memory. After all, it's just a child. In many cases, it is today that I forgot yesterday.But Qi Ji has a complete memory since the birth of a child, and it is very clear.

Memories have nothing to say. He was born in a peasant family and was poor at home. He never went to school. The last scene in his lifetime was to enter the city with his parents, but he unexpectedly met a bandit halfway. When his parents resisted, he was killed, and he was kicked into a coma. In the past, I don't know why I got here.

"System?" Thinking of this, Qi Ji called out in his heart.

But unfortunately, nothing happens.

"It shouldn't be!" He thought so, but suddenly felt tired and fell asleep again.

This time, I was overwhelmed with my brain and fell asleep, not the previous coma.

...

"Water...water..." I don't know how long it took, but when I woke up in a daze, Qi Ji felt thirsty and couldn't help speaking.

"Hey, it seems to have fallen into the clichés of TV dramas!" He just yelled twice, thinking of his situation, Qi Ji suddenly felt and opened his eyes.

The classical building has no sense of beauty. The facilities of the rooms can only be said to be practical. The history of the odd plan can only be regarded as mediocre. It is not clear which dynasty it is.

He has certain guesses about his situation, but it still needs to be confirmed.

In the end, the plot did not follow the script, and there was no maid waiting for him by the bed, delivering water and food in time.Qi Ji felt very weak, and his voice was so faint that he could hardly hear him.It wasn't until nearly a quarter of an hour later that a half-year-old child came in.Seeing the person on the bed staring at him with open eyes, as if shocked, he turned and ran.

Soon after, three people came in, two old men and one young man.

"Brother wakes up, do you feel unwell?" one of the old men asked.

Qi Ji wanted to speak, but was unable to speak, his eyes rolled around.

"Little brother, your body is not good. It took me so long to wake up, and it took me a lot of effort." The youth also said, "But fortunately, I wake up in less than two days. My internal strength still plays a key role. , Did not lose to someone."

"But, what do you mean by turning your eyes constantly? Is it fun? I'll try it too." The young man said, lying next to Qi Ji in a state that was not suitable for his age, and started rolling his eyes (Qi Ji). I can't see it, guess it).

"It's boring, then why are you doing this?" The young man suddenly turned his head and shook his head back and forth with one hand.

"Well, don't let people look at the jokes. This little brother is too weak, so he can quickly get something to eat." Finally, the last old man found something wrong.

The old two blushed, and the young man stopped moving.One of them is successful in martial arts and the other is practicing medicine all the year round, but because of a momentary struggle, he is too care about winning and losing. They have ignored the simplest question and forgotten that this weak child has not been sent for nearly two days. .

After more than an hour, Qi Ji who had eaten finally felt recovered and was taken into a room.

The previous three are among them.

Qi Ji looked at the three of them silently.

"The old man is the patriarch of the Zhou clan, I don't know what happened to my little brother?" After a long while, seeing Qi Ji did not have any additional reaction, an old man asked.

"Hello, Clan Chief Zhou." Qi Ji bowed, regardless of whether the etiquette was correct, "I'm sorry that the kid didn't remember anything, but only remembered what he just woke up." In an unfamiliar environment, Qi Ji decided to follow the vast number of rebirths and travel through The fixed routine of the writer-pretending to be amnesia.

Anyway, he had really fainted before, and for a child, no one could say anything about his memory loss.

"It's very difficult to handle this way. Well, let me tell you about the situation first, and see if I can remember it. My nephew," Chief Zhou pointed to the youth, "I encountered bandit looting on the road, although I was driven away. Bandit, but it's too late. A man and a woman with you were killed, and you can only bring you back in a coma. What do you think of?"

"Unexpectedly." Qi Ji pretended to try his best to remember but couldn't remember anything, and shook his head and said, "But I want to come, those two should be father and mother, otherwise who would take a child to travel?"

"It should be, my brother is sad." Qi Ji’s performance surprised the three of them. It seemed that it was not what a seven or eight-year-old child should behave. "Did brother read a book? Can think of his own name, Where do you live?"

"I don't remember, I don't have any impression, but I should have read the book. I just saw the words on the pillar outside the door. Several of them are acquainted." Qi Ji set himself an image of having read a book. At any time, the status of literati is relatively high, "I don't know the remains of my parents..."

"It's just a hastily buried burial place. Brother, do you have other plans?" Clan Chief Zhou asked.

"It's a blessing to get a life back by a fluke, so why dare to have more extravagant hopes." Qi Ji said, turning to the young man in the house, "Thank you Mr. for saving your life."

"It's easy to talk about it. If the road sees injustice, draw a knife to help. This is what my generation should do when walking in the rivers and lakes." The young man smiled and was very proud.If it weren't for a surprise to judge his nature, he would probably think he was sprinkling salt on the wound.

"Doctor Wu, I'm here to see you." Chief Zhou introduced an old man next to him and explained the previous incident.

Probably after the young man brought Qi Ji home, the old man invited Dr. Wu and said that it would take three days to wake up. The young man didn't believe it and said that he would wake up in one day after treating Qi Ji with internal strength.A naive, an old child, so he made a bet.

Qi Ji couldn't laugh or cry, and thanked Dr. Wu again. After he confirmed that he was fine except for his memory loss, he left.

As for amnesia, it is of course incurable—not a famous doctor (passer-by who has no name).

"Since the little brother can't remember, let's live there and rest for a few days before talking." Chief Zhou said.

"Thanks to the patriarch for taking in." Qi Ji said this very sincerely, otherwise he would be on the street.After all, up to now, he still hasn't figured out the world.

"Well, little brother, follow me Zhou Botong from now on. Although it's not very good here, there are a lot of fun things." The youth was very happy.

"Zhou Botong?" Qi Ji suddenly remembered the last scene of his predecessor, and the book "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" came to mind.

His speculation became a reality, and finally confirmed that this world is the world of eagle shooting.