Ling Xiao often feels that he is useless. So what if he travels through time, maybe he is the most afflicting time traveler in history.

My parents are so kind to me and try their best to make me live a better life. It is no different from other ordinary children, but it is also because of this that my mother is sick.

"Money, I fucking need money!"

Ling Xiao felt so depressed that he wanted to go crazy. If he had no money, he would not be able to treat his mother. He only relied on his father as a security guard for more than 3,000 yuan a month. Not to mention treating his mother, he would be at home and sometimes he would not make ends meet.

He clenched his fists quietly, but he didn't dare to let his mother on the bed see them.

"Everyone said it's okay, and now my mother can only do simple housework."

Luo Ying waved and signaled her son to come over.

Ling Xiao sat on the edge of the bed and looked at his mother and forced a smile.

"Son, isn't mom useless?"

Sometimes Luo Ying feels that the most sorry for the family is this son. When other children go to school, their parents drive to pick them up and drop them off. They don’t want to wear the clothes they wear, not brand-name brands.

But Ling Xiao never mentioned these things and never even asked for pocket money.

The son is very sensible and more sensible than any child of his age. The couple has always known him, but the more he does this, the more they feel guilty.

They also hate that they are useless if they don’t give their children a normal living environment.

"Mom, what did you say?"

Ling Xiao looked distressed, "Don't do housework in the future, take a little rest. Just this little thing. When I come back from school, I will finish it in a while."

"Mom is not tired even if she comes to do it."

Luo Ying insisted on doing housework by herself. Her son was already tired enough to go to school every day, especially now when the senior year is about to take the college entrance examination, but Ling Xiao never goes to evening self-study. He comes back every day to cook for home and take medicine for himself.

Ling Xiao's grades have never been outstanding, but they are also pretty good. Luo Ying thinks that part of the reason is that his family has dragged down Ling Xiao, which makes him unable to study wholeheartedly.

Otherwise, with my son's intelligence, his grades will definitely not be the case now.

"Okay, then you can do less. Now you can lie down for a while. I'll cook and boil your medicine by the way."

Ling Xiao had a headache. When he was in school, he could not keep an eye on his mother at all times. He could only try to finish all the housework after school and wash off his clothes. Then his mother would not be able to find the housework.

"I'll do it, go to the room and read a little longer."

Luo Ying frowned and was about to get up.

Ling Xiao quickly pressed her down, said nothing, turned around and left the room.

"Mom, I have no problem with studying, you can lie down for a while."

Ling Xiao’s voice came from the corridor, and he had already entered the kitchen.

"This kid."

Luo Ying coughed a few more times, and the expression on her face was both relieved and guilty. Her son was so sensible, but why did his body fall ill? Now it has dragged down the entire family.

Thinking of this, her face became even more gloomy.

.........

The medicine was boiled on the stove, and the vegetables were also boiled in the pot on the other side.

Ling Xiao looked at the flashing fire in front of him, but was a little absent-minded.

My mother's health is getting worse and worse.

He actually told his parents before whether he could sell the house he lives in now and rent a house for the family to use the money to cure his mother's illness first.

My dad didn't say anything, just frowned and looked entangled.

But my mother disagreed at that time and even got angry, saying that the house was reserved for Ling Xiao to use when she got married. When Ling Xiao got married, the old couple moved out.

"No money."

Ling Xiao raised his head, looked at the old wall and sighed.

In fact, even if you sell your current house, it doesn’t cost much. Xincheng is just a prefecture-level city, and the housing prices are already very low. What’s more, this is an old house from more than 30 years ago, with only about 60 square meters. If you really want to sell it, you will probably not even be able to sell it for 200,000 yuan.

Sometimes Ling Xiao felt powerless when he thought about these things. Why, in the novels he read in his previous life, time travelers could easily become rich and could rival a country, or had their martial power value topped the top.

But after he really thought that he had traveled through time, he realized that reality was not so easy. It was really a penny that stumped the hero. If you don’t have money, you can’t do anything.

"And I'm really schizophrenia, right?"

What he is most worried about now is this. If there is really something wrong with his brain, then the family will really collapse.

He couldn't even imagine how big a blow it would be for his parents if he was really sent to a mental hospital as a mental illness.

"Why am I so unlucky?"

Ling Xiao was a little desperate. It was really raining all night long. He had no hope of martial arts. Can't even save the life of ordinary people?

"No, I have to take a closer look."

He felt that he had to take a closer look at what was going on in his mind. These many people appeared out of thin air in his mind, and they were all flying with the ball. Isn't it amazing?

Is it because I have too much brains?

Even the split personality has such personality, including men and women, old and young, ugly and beautiful, and all kinds of personality.

Ling Xiao's consciousness was once again immersed in the vast and strange space deep in his mind.

"No one came out."

He swept around first and found that no one had jumped out to speak at this moment. Could it be that he was suppressed by his master's personality?

But when I think about it, I feel it is unlikely. I often find that they are having fun chatting here when I am awake.

Thinking of this, his face turned dark again.

You bastards, when you are having fun chatting, why don’t you care about my feelings about personality? When I was in class, you were like flies. Do you know that you were so noisy?

"What are they talking about here before?"

The gray fog around him made Ling Xiao unable to find the place of those personalities at all. At this time, he really wanted to see any clues and could only think about what these personalities had said here before.

"By the way, the great monk's personality mentioned what "purple clay body quenching formula" is."

But he didn't remember that he was in class at that time, and these bastards kept talking in his mind, which made him very upset and didn't even listen to the class.

And he didn't remember much about what they talked about.

"Damn it, I don't know if there is a chat record function here, otherwise I would know what they usually say."

Especially when I was asleep, I guess these personalities did not stop and didn’t know what to plot in my mind.

This made Ling Xiao suddenly have a bad association that always makes people want to harm me.

Just when he was in a daze, the scene in front of him seemed to be pressed by a regression button, and soon a personality appeared in Ling Xiao's mind again.

"Damn, this is OK?"

Ling Xiao found that he seemed to have developed God's perspective now. As the picture traced back, a personality jumped out one after another, and his voice became clear.

"Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop!"

His eyes suddenly lit up, and he looked at the scene of retracing, and shouted to stop in his heart.

"Sir, in the name of the family master, the little monk is here to announce to you the body-tempering pill recipe recently improved by the Vajra Gate Medicinal Hall."

The person who spoke was a young monk with bright eyes and white teeth. He had a bare head and was wearing a white monk's robe. His smile was very clear, which made people feel good at it at first glance.

"This personality is finally a little normal."

Ling Xiao breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that his personality was not all so unreliable. At least this one seemed quite pleasing to the eye.

But why are you a monk?

Sometimes he felt that his brains were really surprisingly big, otherwise how could even split the personalities of women and monks?

"My Monk Mingxin, your Vajra Sect Medicinal Food Hall is also the best among the five major sects. How about this new elixir recipe compared to the "Xuanming Body Tempering Recipe"?"

Chang Shanjun was the first to jump out, still in white clothes, stroking his elegant silver beard, floating out in a white ball.

"Senior Changshan."

The little monk bowed.

At the same time, there were still figures coming out of the gray fog, which blinded Ling Xiao's eyes for a moment. In just a moment, twenty or thirty personalities actually ran out.

Many of them have never seen before.

"I'm fucking!"

Ling Xiao was desperate. It turned out that his mental illness was so serious. He had a personality of twenty or thirty. Is there any help?

He continued to look into the space with a pale face.

"Little monk, let's talk about the pill recipe first."

A cold middle-aged man wearing a black robe and carrying nine long swords behind him spoke.

"Yes, I will follow the orders of senior Nine Jue Swords."

The young monk quickly bowed respectfully, but did not dare to delay. He hurriedly said, "The uncle from the Medicinal Food Hall said that this time the elixir recipe was improved from the "Xuanming Body Tempering Prescription". He abandoned some of the past medicinal materials and added a few main medicines. In general, the effect is about 30% higher than the "Xuanming Body Tempering Prescription".
To be continued...