Fast Transmigration: Perfect Life

Fu Chaoxi raised his legs and walked into a shady courtyard.

A young man was leaning on the desk, and when he saw two people approaching, he hurried up and said, "Master, you are finally here."

He probably heard about it a long time ago, so he hurried to Fu Chaoxi and begged, "Master, I'm haunted by a female ghost, and I always have strange dreams at night, and I feel hair brushing my face."

Fu Chaoxi asked patiently: "What kind of dream is it?"

The young man frantically gestured while stating: "It was a very strange dream. I was running in one place and suddenly felt like I was about to fall, which woke me up. In my dream, I was a student of a teacher. One day the teacher stopped teaching, and I went to visit with some friends from my classmates. We found out that the teacher was dead. We went to investigate the cause of death. Later, I somehow found out that I actually killed the teacher. Anyway, the content of the dream is different every day... "

Chen Sufeng on the side thought carefully, it was a very strange dream, illogical, but everyone's dreams were absurd, and there seemed to be nothing wrong with it.

After hearing this, Fu Chaoxi didn't say anything, but said, "Did you meet recently?"

"Yes." The man recalled, the lingering fear still lingering on his face, he looked up at Fu Chaoxi: "Master, is there a way to get rid of that female ghost?"

Fu Chaoxi did not give a clear answer, but said: "You go to bed first, and we will leave this place to us."

The man looked at Fu Chaoxi and nodded, walked to the bed, took off his shoes and socks, and obediently went to bed to rest.

Fu Chaoxi turned his head to check the house, looked around, and his eyes fell on the leaky window. Occasionally, some branches hung down. The night wind howled, and the slender branches swayed with the wind from time to time.There are several leaky windows in this room, probably specially arranged by Mr. Zhang in order to urge him to study hard.

Fu Chaoxi turned and walked out of the room again. This place is located in a remote and shady place. Although it is a certain distance from the garden, it has the same architectural style, and there are often gusts of wind.

Seeing looking around, Chen Sufeng said, "Brother, have you found the reason?"

Fu Chaoxi: "I'll leave for a while." After finishing speaking, he walked out.

Fu Chaoxi left for only a quarter of an hour, Chen Sufeng waited boredly at the table, and then Fu Chaoxi walked in with a sword.

Chen Sufeng raised his head immediately: "Brother, what's the matter?"

Fu Chaoxi raised his sharp long sword, "I chopped down that tree."

"That's good." Chen Sufeng said again: "Is that matter resolved?"

Fu Chaoxi explained: "The topographical buildings here attract a gust of wind, not only tree demons but also common flower essences. The powder of flower essences has a psychedelic effect, and after the wind blows into the air, it is easy to dream. As for the people who live nearby , They are evil winds invading the body."

Chen Sufeng asked: "What do you mean?"

"To put it simply, I have a cold and need to go to the pharmacy to get some medicine." Fu Chaoxi said, watching Chen Sufeng put his hands on the table.

"You have caught a cold."

Chen Sufeng immediately said: "I don't."

Fu Chaoxi's eyes were a little gentle: "You have already had some signs when you passed the garden just now, go to bed early, or you will catch a cold."

Chen Sufeng was taken aback for a moment, then went back to the room and went to bed obediently, Fu Chaoxi stepped back, watched him put the quilt on himself, and then closed his eyes.

Chen Sufeng closed his eyes, and heard Fu Chaoxi's soft words: "Have a good rest."

Chen Sufeng's heart trembled, and then he closed his eyes even harder.

Chen Sufeng fell into a deep sleep not long after. He opened his eyes vaguely in the middle of the night, and found in the dark that Fu Chaoxi was waiting in front of the bed to watch him sleep. It fell on him from the beginning to the end, he watched quietly, and finally reached out and put his hand that was exposed outside the quilt back under the quilt.

After the night passed, the two of them acted as if nothing had happened. Chen Sufeng woke up as if he had just noticed his arrival: "Morning, senior brother, you are here so early."

Fu Chaoxi nodded slightly.

After simply washing up, the two went to find Master Zhang.

Fu Chaoxi walked into the hall, looked at Master Zhang inside, and announced the result to them: "It's all right, let's go, take your leave."

After saying that, he turned to leave.

"Master, you must save us, you can't just leave like this." Upon hearing this, Master Zhang rushed forward and begged.

Fu Chaoxi glanced at him: "It's not the female ghost who is responsible for the trouble. In the future, the house should not be located in the shade. It will be fine if you change the layout and renovate the house."

Master Zhang was still hesitating, but Fu Chaoxi turned around and left without hesitation.

On the way back, the two passed a tea shed, and they went to the tea shed to rest. Chen Sufeng took the initiative to pour tea and water for Fu Chaoxi: "Brother, drink."

Chen Sufeng enthusiastically handed the teacup to him, but Fu Chaoxi ignored it.

Chen Sufeng was puzzled, and after half a quarter of an hour, the two got up and continued their journey.

Chen Sufeng lowered his head and thought, he kept recalling his warmth last night, Chen Sufeng walked behind and suddenly called out to the people in front: "Big Brother." Fu Chaoxi didn't turn his head.

Chen Sufeng's beating heart returned to its original coldness.

Chen Sufeng lowered his head again, not sure what he was thinking, so he thought, it's better to stay away from him.

Thinking in this way, Chen Sufeng didn't talk to him on the way, and quickened his pace, only thinking about returning to the mountain as soon as possible.

Chen Sufeng returned to Dabie Mountain full of joy, but found that the master had already retreated.

Chen Sufeng's footsteps suddenly stopped.

Walking on the road, Chen Sufeng lowered his head and thought about what to do next. He put all his thoughts on the master, but he didn't expect the master to go into seclusion so soon. Now, he has nothing to rely on in the mountains.

When the master was around, they didn't dare to look for him, so who can he rely on now?

"Little Junior Brother."

A voice came, Chen Sufeng raised his head, Zhao Anping smiled, looked at him and said: "Little brother, why are you here, it's hard to find me."

Zhao Anping glanced at Chen Sufeng out of the corner of his eye, "The banquet is coming soon, and all the disciples are waiting for you, Junior Brother, to discuss how to hold this year's banquet."

Soon there will be the Qujiang Banquet held in the Dabie Mountains, which is a tradition passed down from the mountain, used to test the morality among the elders and disciples of the Dabie Mountains, and to urge them not to be lazy.

Hearing this, Chen Sufeng's complexion was a little bad, and he said in a deep voice, "What do you want to do?" Every time it comes to this, it is the time when Xu Maolin is at his worst.

Zhao Anping smiled: "It's nothing, I just want to remind you that the banquet is coming soon."

Looking at the figure that had gone away, after a while, Chen Sufeng reluctantly raised his legs and walked in that direction.

When Chen Sufeng came to the courtyard, other disciples had already arrived. In the pavilion ahead, Qi Zhengxing was playing chess with Lu Yong with his back turned. Liu Jing was leaning against a pillar with his sword in his arms. There, it seemed to have been waiting for him.

As soon as Zhao Anping saw him coming, he couldn't wait to pull Chen Sufeng and pull him in front of everyone: "Our hero is here."

Everyone stood up together and looked over in unison.

Chen Sufeng stood there with his head down, accepting everyone's scrutiny.

Chen Sufeng glanced over the people present, and saw the banter, indifference, and sneer in the depths of everyone's smiling eyes.

Qi Zhengxing smiled sadly: "Little brother, last time I competed with you in swordsmanship, let's change it this year." Chen Sufeng couldn't help feeling a chill.

Lu Yong said again: "Hey, Second Senior Brother, it was you last time, now it's my turn, let me compete with Junior Junior Brother, Third Senior Sister, you agree."

"My junior brother and I have never compared each other so far." Liu Jing held the sword: "Young junior brother is just a mortal. If you can compare with me, I am afraid it will be a clinical trial. Try all kinds of □□ on yourself to exercise your resistance The ability, I can do it, and the younger juniors who are also masters must be able to do it too."

Zhao Anping pretended to say: "This is not good, what if something happens?"

Liu Jing: "Don't worry, I'll make a proper decision on medication, and I won't die."

Seeing that they were discussing how to slaughter as if they were talking about pork, Chen Sufeng, who was ignored by everyone, felt humiliated, and opened his mouth and said, "I have a very good relationship with senior brother."

There was a moment of silence.

Immediately after, a burst of wild laughter broke out, Zhao Anping laughed out loud, leaning back and forth, the rest of the people laughed too, their laughter resounded throughout the courtyard.

Zhao Anping seemed to have heard some joke, leaning forward and backward, laughing until tears came out, after a while, he wiped his tears with the back of his hand, and said: "You are not making me laugh, who doesn't know In the entire Dabie Mountains, you are the one that Eldest Brother hates to see the most, and you even brag that you and Eldest Brother are very good."

Qi Zhengxing and the others also let out a burst of laughter.

Chen Sufeng's face was ugly.

Zhao Anping leaned his back against the pillar, looked at him, seemed to find it interesting, so he stopped teasing him, and said: "Eldest brother is absent from the banquet every year, and he has never been here once."

"How about this, if you bring the elder brother here, I will believe what you say, if you can't do it, how about you bark like a dog three times in front of the elder brother?" Zhao Anping turned his head to look at him.

Chen Sufeng didn't even think about it: "Okay!"