If you don't give up, I'd like to be your adoptive father.

Chapter 920 Regaining Life
Frankly speaking, Song Changqing has had a pretty good life in the past ten years.

Much better than in previous decades.

Ever since the Immortal Eye was taken away by Guan Chenghuang, Song Changqing has always been bound to Hu Chen.

He had to follow Hu Chen wherever he went.

Watching Hu Chen use his Immortal Eyes every day, the torment in his heart was beyond words.

And Hu Chen could personally feel his unwillingness and hatred, so how could he be kind and gentle to him?

Hu Chen only knew how to torture him and attack him, both physically and mentally.

The more painful and helpless Song Changqing was, the more Hu Chen could bury the sin in his heart and draw false pleasure from the other's pain.

After being exiled to the southern "Iron Fire City", Song Changqing's material living standard did not decrease much.

After all, he is the deputy commander of the Luyewei Cavalry Battalion.

After being transferred to the "Zhenyue Xuanjia Army" in the south, he was still the commander-in-chief of the cavalry and was promoted to a higher position.

With a good material life and no longer being bullied by Guan Huchen, Song Changqing lived a better life than before.

But good and bad are relative.

He is just better off than when he followed Hu Chen, but that doesn't mean his happiness index has reached the level of an ordinary person.

As before, he always covered his face with a helmet and a scarf, even in the hot summer.

Just like before, everyone who knew him pointed at his face and eyes.

Even when they were face to face, they still looked at him strangely.

Just like before, he was single and no woman was willing to marry him.

Even if the girl's parents were willing to marry their daughter off for the generous gift, when the unmarried daughter-in-law fainted from shock at his true appearance, or was so scared that she wanted to hang herself, he would take the initiative to cancel the engagement without asking for the gift back.

It's really not an exaggeration.

Several girls who received betrothal gifts from the Song family chose to commit suicide after seeing Song Changqing's true face.

Or jump into a well or a river, or hang yourself, or stab your wrist with scissors.

Song Changqing is a filial son and listens to his mother very much.

No mother wants her son to be alone for the rest of his life.

She helped her son to find a marriage, and although Song Changqing was unwilling and even felt embarrassed and painful, he never refused.

The only thing that comforted Song Changqing was that his mother was in good health.

Ten years later, Cai Xiaoshuang is already seventy-three years old, but still very healthy.

He has secretly decided not to marry in this life and to live alone for the rest of his life.

There is no need to save money to build a family business for future generations.

All the salary is used to improve my mother's life, let her eat well, drink well, live well and sleep well, and try to make her happy.

Of course, Cai Xiaoshuang, who loves his son so much, cannot be truly happy.

Her son's appearance, his marriage, the Song family's incense, and a big fat grandson. All these things have turned into obsessions, taking root in her heart and growing into towering trees.

"Song Changqing!"

It was mid-November, an ordinary day, an ordinary night, Song Changqing slept soundly and was not woken up by the first call.

Xiao Yu was a little speechless. After all, he was a big shot in the Zhenyuan realm and lived in the Ten Thousand Mountains, yet he slept so soundly.

While she was speechless, she felt somewhat relieved: being able to sleep was a blessing, and he had lived a good life in the past few years without being bullied.

"Song Changqing!" She raised her voice slightly.

"Who?"

This time Song Changqing finally opened his eyes and cautiously touched the handle of the knife hanging on the head of the bed.

"Haha, the Prime Minister has arrived, and you, a little commander-in-chief, why don't you come out to greet him?" Xiao Yu said with a smile.

"Prime Minister?" Song Changqing was stunned for a moment, his face changed several times. He resisted the urge to shout "Yu Fengxian?" and quickly put on his shoes and put on a piece of clothing.

After hesitating for a moment, he put on the iron helmet on the bedside and quickly walked out of the room.

The moonlight was bright, and the ground seemed covered with a layer of white frost.

Falling on that soft and charming face, it becomes even more radiant and dazzling.

Song Changqing looked dazed, "Yu Fengxian? I haven't seen you for ten years. You have grown up.

As Guan Huchen had expected, she was so beautiful that she could be called the 'Little Li Concubine'."

"What about Little Li Fei?" Xiao Yu rolled her eyes. "I was already a powerful figure in the Flowing Sand Region last year. Don't you know that?"

"I know!" Song Changqing nodded and said, "You also came to Nanshan County last year, not far from Tiehuo City, and I led a team to clean up the monster corpses you killed.

At that time, I was still thinking about meeting you. Didn't you leave the Flowing Sands and go to Shenzhou China to become a high-ranking official? "

Xiao Yu was silent for a few seconds before saying, "I killed Guan Huchen at noon today."

"Guan Huchen, he~~~" Song Changqing looked shocked, "He also went to Daqin. Did you meet him?"

"He was not among the Guan family members who harmed you back then. He was kept in the dark." His tone became complicated.

"Can't you guess why I'm looking for him?"

Xiao Yu sighed, reached into his sleeves, and grabbed out two lumps of flesh whose "tentacles" were still slowly wriggling. "I dug out his immortal eyes! He didn't want to live anymore, so he asked me to kill him."

“These are my eyes!”

Song Changqing stared at Routuotuo and asked excitedly, "Are you going to return it to me?"

"if not?"

Xiaoyu looked around and walked towards the spacious living room next door. "Follow me!"

Song Changqing followed quickly, feeling both excited and worried, "I'm already this old, can I still change it back?
When I was 20 years old, Guan Cheng Huang told me that my fate was fixed and could not be changed, and asked me to assist Guan Hu Chen wholeheartedly.

"Only a fool would believe him! Don't worry, this pair of immortal eyes will always belong to you, no matter how many years pass."

After entering the house, Xiao Yu stopped Song Changqing from lighting the candle, "If I needed light, I wouldn't choose this time to replace your eyes.

Take off your helmet, lie flat on the ground, and then follow my instructions to circulate the Qi in your body."

Song Changqing did as he was told, took off his helmet, and lay obediently on the ground with anticipation and trepidation.

Xiaoyu's eyes flickered with a faint light as she looked at his face carefully.

It was an extremely tragic and ugly face.

For example, a 20-pound winter melon has been left for too long and has already rotted and is about to melt into water.

Now gently peel off the winter melon skin, use a stick to poke out eyes, nose and mouth on the surface of the rotten winter melon flesh, and then take two peach-sized pig eyes and stuff them into the eye sockets.

The entire head, the entire face, and even the facial features were all swollen and deformed, without a single piece of healthy flesh.

The two huge, ugly pig eyes were still dripping with thick yellowish-brown water.

The thick water made his face and neck dirty and smelly.

No wonder I can’t find a wife even with the betrothal gift.

As long as one can still see, no one wants to face this "demon Frankenstein face" for the rest of his life.

Seeing that Xiaoyu didn't take any action for a long time and his brows were slightly wrinkled, Song Changqing said nervously: "Is it possible that the meridians are disordered and can't be connected?" "The situation is more troublesome than I thought, but it's not a big problem. Just close your eyes and wait quietly." Xiaoyu said.

It's not a meridian disorder.

The acupuncture points and meridians on his face and head were all damaged and festered long ago.

Song Changqing's eyes were swollen and large, looking like pig eyes. In fact, "pig eyes" is just a metaphor, his eyes now belong to the former Guan Huchen.

If Guan Chenghuang had reconnected Song Changqing's eye meridians in the same meticulous manner as he had done to Hu Chen, he would definitely have had a handsome appearance like Hu Chen instead of turning into a monster.

Guan Laogui did it on purpose.

He didn't want to destroy Song Changqing's appearance, but his fate.

"Fate" is not something mysterious.

Fate, like luck, is a quantification of one's potential.

If you like handicrafts and have strong hands-on skills, you are a "technician" (engineer). If you are good at chemistry and are particularly sensitive to equations and chemical reactions, you are a "chemist".

If a person with the destiny of a technician has his hands crippled, his destiny will be largely ruined.

Song Changqing was born with fairy pupils. The fairy pupils, spiritual power, meridians and blood in his body are the basis of his "clairvoyance" destiny.

If these foundations were destroyed and his potential was robbed, he would naturally lose his clairvoyance.

He no longer had the fate of clairvoyance, so the two immortal eyes in Hu Chen's eye sockets were naturally more obedient to Hu Chen.

As one gains, the other loses. Song Changqing's natural divine eyesight was destroyed, while Hu Chen's clairvoyance was enhanced.

The trouble Xiaoyu faces now is that she not only has to return the two fairy pupils to Song Changqing, but also has to help him rebuild his destiny.

Hot-swapping like the Sharingan in "Naruto" doesn't work in the Pangu world.

Plundering natural supernatural powers is a job that requires high technology, high risk, and strong retribution.

When digging out Hu Chen's Immortal Pupil, Xiao Yu secretly used the spiritual eye of his heart to spy on the energy around him and identify every meridian and blood vessel connected to the Immortal Pupil.

At this time, it took more than half an hour to carefully "look, smell, ask and feel" to replace Song Changqing's eyes.

Xiaoyu felt somewhat relieved.

Fortunately, when she dug out the eyes, she was ruthless and ruthless, without any thought of mercy, and pulled out all the meridians and blood vessels connected to the fairy pupils.

At this time, Song Changqing's meridians and acupoints have been destroyed, and can be directly replaced by the existing meridians of Xiantong.

Xiaoyu used sword energy to cut open Song Changqing's pig-eyes, and the eyeballs were cut in half inside the eye sockets, with blood and pus spurting out.

Then use the sword energy to cut his face.

It was like cutting a watermelon. After seven or eight cuts, the scars were still everywhere, and blood and pus were still flying everywhere.

Song Changqing was awake, feeling both pain and soreness.

It was as if there was a thousand-year-old pimple on my face that was finally squeezed out. It was a big lump that filled half the pot.

The blood, poisonous fluid, and rotten flesh flowed out of the wound, and he felt inexplicably relieved.

Seven or eight kilograms of yellow-red liquid flowed out, and Song Changqing's swollen head shrank two or three times.

The face that looked like rotten winter melon flesh actually grew fresh skin after Xiaoyu introduced the essence of fairy energy.

It was still a bloody mess, but it looked much better than before.

At this time, just wipe off the blood and go on a blind date as a blind man. As long as the gift is enough, you should be able to find a good wife.

"Boom~Boom~"

With two crisp sounds, two abandoned pig bubble eyes were dug out, with short and thick "tentacles" attached to the ends.

Xiaoyu placed her left palm against the top of Song Changqing's head, guiding the immortal energy into his body, and her right hand held two immortal pupils.

There are dozens of "tentacles" of different lengths at the end of the fairy pupils. They are twisting their bodies like living things.

When they get close to the eye sockets, they actually actively drill into the flesh.

You can see that under the skin of Song Changqing's neck and chest, there seem to be green and red nematodes crawling around.

"Ahhh~~~" He let out a soft groan in pain.

He clenched his teeth and tried not to make any sound, but he couldn't help it.

"Hold your breath, concentrate, follow my true energy, and circulate your own internal energy." Xiaoyu shouted.

Song Changqing did as he was told and immediately felt much better.

The eye transplant surgery lasted for most of the night and was completed at dawn the next day.

Song Changqing still wore an iron helmet to cover his face as usual.

His face was wrapped in a thick layer of gauze and his eyes were covered, but he could still see the surrounding scenery.

"This is not a good thing." Xiao Yu sighed, "Clairvoyance can indeed penetrate matter and see what is on the other side of the wall.

A thin layer of eyelids and a few wraps of veil should not be able to block its divine light.

But they are your eyes!

If your eyelids cannot cover their divine light, then you cannot even roughly control them."

Song Changqing said in a muffled voice, "I thought they were also eager to return to my body, just like I was eager for them."

There was no rejection reaction between the Immortal Eye and his body, but the Immortal Eye seemed to be in a bad mood and didn't want to pay attention to him.

It's like a young wife who has fallen in love with someone else. She goes home with him but doesn't talk to him, doesn't let him go to bed, and uses cold violence against him.

"Even if you are born with supernatural powers, you still need to practice diligently. You also need to use special secret methods to develop and enhance your potential.

Guan Huchen struggled for decades before he achieved the ability to see thousands of miles away.

Although the Immortal Eye belongs to you, you only truly own it today.

Practice more. "

Xiaoyu stayed at the Song family for three days and helped Song Changqing create a "Pupil Nourishing Technique".

Zifu deduced Hu Chen's "Clairvoyance Killing Method", and had already completely broken the clairvoyance magical power and understood it thoroughly.

With the cooperation of Song Changqing, Xiaoyu easily performed the "Clairvoyance Exercise".

On the fourth day, in the afternoon, Xiaoyu planned to leave Xishu.

"Your mother doesn't like me very much. After the first day we met, she even hid in the house, hesitating and struggling over whether to secretly put drugs in my food to kill me." She said with a strange expression.

Song Changqing still had his face wrapped in cotton gauze and wore an iron helmet, but his injuries were basically healed.

In two days at most, you can take off the helmet and remove the gauze soaked with medicine.

Expose your face and eyes to the sun and air for everyone to see directly.

"My mother still remembers the Guan family's kindness."

Song Changqing was a little embarrassed and a little nervous, "She didn't really drug me, did she?"

"No, I finally held back. But you can see her attitude. She respects me, but she also hates me. She also feels resentment and dissatisfaction towards you.

Of course, this is not the point.

The point is how do you explain your face and fairy pupils to her?" Xiao Yu stared at him and said meaningfully.

Song Changqing is about to be reborn, but what about his mother?
Should I continue to deceive her, or should I lift the veil of lies and let her see the cruel truth?
The old man is over 70 years old. Can he hold on?
(End of this chapter)