Excellent Youth [Quick Transmigration]

No matter how lively the world looks on paper, it is not as good as seeing it with your own eyes. The fluttering light is like a bird just out of the cage. It is full of curiosity about everything, and is not afraid of being beaten. When you listen to a book, you have to mutter, and others can't see it. Chu Ci, thinking that he was talking to himself, couldn't help but said in his heart, this young man looks pretty good, but his brain is not very good.

What a shame, what a shame.

Unaware that he was being treated as a fool, Yao Guang looked at Chu Ci who was sitting in his palm, his heart itched for a long time, but in the end he was no match for the strong desire, so he raised his hand and lightly poked Chu Ci's face.

Chu Ci is just a wisp of soul, and its weight is no more than a petal of a flower. No matter how light the movement of the flutter light is, he still pokes him down, "..."

Seeing his long hair spreading out in strands in the palm of his hand, Yaoguang's heartbeat suddenly accelerated a bit: "A Ci..."

"Silly bird."

Chu Ci sat down again and commented expressionlessly.

Yaoguang laughed, and it was rare that he didn't refute. He just touched the tip of his hair carefully, and after listening to a section of the book, he was ready to go back contentedly.

"A Ci, when shall we come again?"

One day was far from enough for him to play, and before he left the world, he began to think about the time when he would come out next time.

"You can come whenever you want."

"Then we'll come back tomorrow."

"Okay."

At this time, they had reached a place where no one was around. There were only crazy-growing weeds all around. The night was low and the stars were mighty. The shining starlight fell on the branches and grass, making people want to reach out and grab a handful of light.

Yaoguang's walking posture gradually became erratic. He put Chu Ci on his shoulders, and before he could speak, Chu Ci, who had a premonition of what he wanted to do, grabbed his face first: "Don't turn into a bird."

The shrunken man didn't have much strength, and the tugging felt like a butterfly resting on his face for a moment, so light that he almost couldn't feel it.

"...Okay." Yaoguang resisted the desire to become a golden crow and spread its wings, and sighed old-fashionedly: "Alas."

The Golden Crow drives the night by instinct, he can't fly, he always feels his back itches, and his wings want to come out just around the corner.

Chu Ci grabbed his collar, sat on his shoulder, and asked with a smile, "Why are you sighing?"

"A Ci is so fierce."

"Oh? You don't like me anymore, do you?"

Knowing that this is a common trick used by children to beg for sweets, but Chu Ci is bad, he likes to see Yaoguang's anxious and bewildered expression, which is lively and interesting, and relieves boredom, so he deliberately asked Yaoguang in the opposite direction.

Fluctlight really took the bait, hurriedly shook his head: "I like it."

After he finished speaking, he felt that these two words were still too thin to express his extreme feelings, so he added another sentence: "I like you the most."

The word "most" is still not enough, he continued to add superfluously: "I really like it, I like it so much, as soon as I see you, I want to show you my heart."

Chu Ci bent his eyes, turned his head, and kissed him on the cheek: "Chirp."

Fluctuate: "..."

He stopped in his tracks, frowning and thinking about what the soft touch felt different from his fingers. After a while, he thought of something, opened his eyes slightly, and his ears and cheeks were thrillingly burned, as red as a roast chicken .

But he just blushed: "You kissed me."

Chu Ci: "Yes."

"Can you kiss me again? No, just kiss me a few more times." Rocking Light turned his face towards him, and the expectation was beyond words.

"..." Chu Ci kissed again wordlessly: "Happy?"

"Well," Yaoguang raised his eyebrows, took him back in his hand, and flew up in high spirits, passing through the spring flowers all over the mountains and plains: "There is no more happy time than now."

Back in the prison, Chu Ci's soul returned to his place, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he met Yao Guang's eyes.

The little god sat in front of him, the smile on his brows was still there, his eyes were brighter than the stars, he held his chin and looked at him seriously, as if he wanted to imprint him in his heart.

This little devil has realized that now, he never hides his emotions, jumps up and down and makes a lot of noise, rarely showing such a serious look.

Chu Ci blinked, and the next moment, Yaoguang slowly leaned over and kissed him on the cheek.

After the kiss, Yaoguang suddenly disappeared in place, judging from his trembling kiss just now, he probably hid back shyly.

Chu Ci raised his hand and touched the place where he kissed, "Ah..."

Running really fast.

The little bird woke up from sleep, rolled in the quilt for a long time with the joy of stealing a kiss, and was about to sing a song, but before he could make a chirp, he was startled by an old man with a white beard who suddenly appeared beside the bed: "Chirp... ...Aww!"

"Little God is awake," Qian Yuan lifted him up with a smile: "Don't stay in bed when you wake up, I'll test how you've done recently."

Fluctuate: "..."

He jumped out of Qianyuan's hand and turned into a human: "It's not time for inspection yet."

Even if he had no choice but to chirp, he would be lazy if he was good at chirping. What's more, he now has a dreamer in his heart, wanders off from time to time every day, and his practice status is worrying. Old man Qianyuan will definitely not be satisfied.

"Why, are you afraid that I will find out if you don't study well?" Elder Qian Yuan narrowed his eyes in awe, and said, "It doesn't matter, I will put water on you this time, as long as you have seven points of skill last time, I will count you as passing." .”

"Seven points," Fluctlight took the long strip of black cloth from his hand, and covered his eyes: "It's no problem."

Ever since he practiced, Qianyuan has been asking him to take the exam blindfolded, and the content of the exam is also simple, only one of his talisman is tested.

He is a born god, unlike other gods who practice ascension, even if they fall asleep and do nothing, their divine power will increase with their breathing. He never needs to worry about the amount of divine power or whether he can make further progress. He only needs to test his skills. .

Among the skills, drawing symbols is the most difficult.

Yaoguang recalled the recently learned runes in his mind, and wrote the pen gracefully. The divine power of the sun fell on the talisman paper along the edge of the pen, and the dim talisman paper suddenly flashed dazzling light.

Qian Yuan nodded in satisfaction: "Not bad, not bad."

After Yaoguang finished drawing, Qianyuan put away the talisman paper, flicked his fingers and said, "The little god's talisman is getting better and better. I'm afraid that in a short time, the god won't need my teaching."

Fluolight tore off the black cloth: "Really, that's really great."

The tone was like a person who had been suffering and was finally relieved, full of relief.

Qian Yuan: "..."

"Hmph." He snorted heavily, turned and left the Yaoguang yard.

It wasn't until he returned to his mansion that he took out the charm drawn by fluttering lights, but in just a short while, the appearance of the spell was quite different from when it was painted, and the vivid runes were twisted into a ball, making it difficult to distinguish them all. Nothing, only pure sun power left.

This is not a real talisman paper, but a piece of paper used to store spirits, which can guarantee that the divine power will not be used up for a month.

Qian Yuan stared at the paper fixedly, for a long time, he sighed heavily, his voice full of helplessness.

In the blink of an eye, it was night again, Yaoguang fell asleep on time, returned to Chu Ci, and jokingly counted Qian Yuan down, saying how many times his long beard had been burned by him with magic fire, and how old-fashioned he would not let him go down to earth I am afraid that he will learn badly, and say that he is strictly controlled and always have to test his practice. There are so many things to say.

Chu Ci listened quietly, without interrupting him, but pinched his face after he finished speaking, and asked, "Then do you like him?"

Yaoguang thought for a while, he was raised by nature, and he didn't have the "parents" written in the book. Although Qian Yuan was strict, he still coaxed him more often, and he wouldn't get angry no matter how he made trouble. When it comes to people, Qian Yuan is probably his "father".

He nodded: "I like it, I also like Yuanwen, and I also like Goddess."

Yuanwen will accompany him to compare spells, the goddess will tell him stories, and weave beautiful clothes for him.

"But I like you the most now." As if afraid of Chu Ci's anger, he threw himself into Chu Ci's arms and said obediently, "It's different from liking them. Ah Ci is special."

Chu Ci was thrown to the ground by him, "Oh..."

Yaoguang took the opportunity to kiss him on the chin, and then hugged him: "Did it hurt from the fall? Let me see."

"No," Chu Ci stopped his aimless hand and took a breath, "Don't touch it, it's crushing my hair."

"A Ci's hair is so long." Yaoguang leaned on his shoulder, couldn't help but put his hands on his hair, and then slid down the black hair, muttering: "Why is it so long...it's so beautiful... ..."

You Yaoguang hugged him, and the runes were quietly taken back from his waist, whether it was fear or recognition of the owner, and the chains were loosened.

Chu Ci's eyes were dim, and he raised his arms to wrap around Yaoguang's neck: "Are you still going out to play today?"

"If you go out, will you still have a headache?"

"Not anymore."

"Then let's go out again." Yaoguang wagged his tail: "I saw a piece of jewelry last time, but I didn't have the money to buy it for you. Now I have it."

He exchanged the fluff of the Golden Crow's moulting period and the goddess for some silver taels in the world, which is called collection.

This time when the soul was divided, Chu Ci deliberately covered up the movement, so that the chains did not notice the abnormality.

Back in the human world, Chu Ci said softly, "Go and buy me a porcelain doll, okay?"

"Okay," Yaoguang happily replied, "What do you want the puppet to do?"

"I don't want you to carry me around anymore," Chu Ci sighed, "I want to walk."

"... Oh." Yaoguang was ignorant, and didn't understand the relationship between the two.

But soon he understood.

He bought a porcelain doll and found a place where no one was there according to Chu Ci's request. Then, he saw Chu Ci's soul get into the porcelain doll, and the finely carved porcelain doll gradually grew from the size of a palm to Chu Ci. look like.

After the change, Chu Ci moved a little bit, except that the porcelain body was not as flexible as the human body because of the incomplete soul, there were no other shortcomings.

Of course, you may also need to add a fear of water.

He stood up, Ci's body was not stable, he swayed a bit, Yaoguang quickly grabbed his hand to hold him steady.

It hasn't let go since then.

He held Chu Ci's cold hand tightly, and the two hands were hidden under the sleeves of their large sleeves, their fingers were intertwined, and they were inseparable.

He suddenly felt a strange sense of satisfaction, as if a piece was missing in his heart and was filled by interlocking hands.

He still doesn't know that this is one of the "badness" that Qianyuan keeps on watching for fear that he will imitate it. It is the most direct and eager possessive desire that a person has for another person.

In the human world, it is a strange thing for two men to hold hands. When two people walked back to the town, they received countless gazes along the way, and the light was unclear, so even if they understood, he would not care, and he was unwilling to let go of Ah Ci. .

When passing by a house, the old grandma who was sitting at the door basking in the sun was too old to see people clearly, and vaguely saw one of them was surprisingly beautiful, so she thought it was a couple, and said with a smile: "Xiao Langjun, really. Clingy, you have to hold your wife's hand when you go out."

Yaoguang stopped in her tracks, blushing, "...No, not a daughter-in-law."

After he finished speaking, he felt unwilling, and added another sentence: "Not yet."

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