Heart Attacker [Quick Transmigration]

Jiang Linchuan didn't know that Yun Qinghuai was such an idiot in his heart, and he would do some small things within his power. He took three bowls, handed them to Yun Qinghuai, and obediently raised his head:

"Brother, here it is."

Yun Qinghuai was stunned, and instantly felt as if she was on a cloud, floating like a celestial being.

It turns out... so this is the feeling of having a junior?

So happy.

From now on, I will go to the mountains to collect herbs, my junior will help find herbs, I will go down to the lake to pick lotus pods, my junior will pick lotus flowers to play with, and I will go to the fields to plant seedlings, and my junior will wipe my sweat... Yun Qinghuai fell into delusion, and his expression gradually became demented.

"Senior brother, senior brother, why are you so stupid?"

Jiang Linchuan poked Yun Qinghuai's stomach, it was a little soft, it seems that he didn't practice martial arts well.

"I, I'll scoop porridge right now..."

Yun Qinghuai took the bowl and filled half of it. Jiang Linchuan wanted to take it, but Yun Qinghuai refused, with a warm smile like spring:

"Don't burn you, I'll serve it."

"Master, be good, go and sit down."

Yun Qinghuai is more like an old father than Jiang Yuanzhi, he learned by himself without a teacher, and learned the kind and doting smile of an old father.

Jiang Linchuan sat down obediently.

Yun Qinghuai arranged the porridge bowl, smashed the empty space, took a chopstick and stuck it in, golden oil popped out and dripped into the porridge, he carefully poured two egg yolks into Jiang Linchuan's bowl.His own egg yolk was also allocated to Jiang Linchuan.The ducks at the bottom of the mountain are white and fat, and the eggs they lay are also good-looking. They are big, clean and delicate, and they are very fragrant when marinated.Yun Qinghuai arranged everything properly, so he almost fed it to Jiang Linchuan himself.

"Thank you, brother."

Jiang Linchuan bowed his head and smiled shyly, his chin double-folded, looking soft.

Master Xuanwei is very satisfied with this scene of brothers and sisters respecting each other.

Great, as long as Jiang Linchuan and Yun Qinghuai are as close as brothers, great things will happen.

After Jiang Linchuan took a bite, Yun Qinghuai showed a gratified and satisfied smile, which made Jiang Linchuan feel a little uncomfortable.

Why do you feel that Yun Qinghuai is not very smart Yazi?

"Qinghuai." Master Xuanwei reminded him.

Yun Qinghuai returned to his senses, with a calm face, and continued to drink porridge.

hold on!hold on!To maintain his image of a gentle and polite brother.

Jiang Linchuan doesn't eat much, half a bowl is enough, Yun Qinghuai frowned, didn't say anything, but he was thinking in his heart, is it because my cooking skills are too bad, I don't like my junior?

After breakfast, Yun Qinghuai consciously cleaned up the dishes, always thinking about it.

"Has Lin Chuan practiced martial arts in the mansion?" Master Xuanwei asked.

"Learned some boxing skills." Jiang Linchuan has not formally practiced martial arts yet, and Jiang Yuanzhi's style is not suitable for him.

"Qing Huai, practice with your junior brother."

"Junior brother, don't keep your hands." Yun Qinghuai smiled and made a gesture.

"Brother, be careful." Jiang Linchuan smiled politely.

Yun Qinghuai was stunned again, unable to move.

Jiang Linchuan's originally business-like smile suddenly became real, and he stretched out his hand suddenly, and made a trick of monkey stealing peaches——

Yun Qinghuai woke up in an instant, retreated in horror, and narrowly avoided, Jiang Linchuan clenched his fist and hammered Yun Qinghuai between the waist and abdomen, Yun Qinghuai blocked them one by one.

Master Xuanwei watched calmly, only the corners of his mouth twitched slightly when Jiang Linchuan used "Monkey Stealing Peach".

Sure enough, like father, like son.

Back then Jiang Yuanzhi was a well-known dude who was proficient in eating, drinking, whoring and gambling. Of course, Jiang Yuanzhi is not behind now.At that time, he was jealous because of famous prostitutes, and he was like this when he was fighting with other dudes.

In an instant, Master Xuanwei remembered the fragrant and greasy powder floating in the capital when he was young, the sound of horseshoes knocking on the bluestone slabs, the old man looked back, and smiled warmly... His thoughts were erratic, and when his eyes fell on Yun Qinghuai's face, he just Back to reality.

"Linchuan is not suitable for learning external kung fu. From now on, follow me to learn inner skills and mental skills every day. Weapons should be as small and light as possible. If you practice hidden weapons and light skills well, it will be more than enough for self-protection."

Master Xuanwei did not comment too much on Jiang Linchuan.

Congenitally deficient, it is quite rare to be alive and kicking. Those foreign skills can't make Jiang Linchuan stronger at all, it will only make him die from both qi and blood deficiency.A few years ago, Jiang Linchuan was too young, his meridians were weak, and he couldn't practice internal skills, so it's good to start learning now.

"I will protect my junior brother in the future." Yun Qinghuai heard the meaning behind Xuanwei's words, and vowed to make a promise.

"Remember what you said today. Once a gentleman says something, it's hard to chase after him. Uncle Jiang is just such a son. If you can't protect him, you will live in vain for so many years."

"Master, I know everything."

Master Xuanwei once mentioned Qin Chuanhou's kindness, although he didn't know what exactly happened that year, but Yun Qinghuai knew that his life was saved by Jiang Yuanzhi.

Jiang Linchuan was unclear about the past between them.All I know is that Master Xuanwei is Jiang Yuanzhi's good friend, and Yun Qinghuai is the son of their mutual old friend. Because of some accidents, both of his parents died, and he was raised by Master Xuanwei.

"First learn the meridian map, and practice on the plum blossom pile for an hour every day."

"Yes."

In this world, people who practice martial arts can fly over walls, Jiang Linchuan has been looking forward to this. He also asked Jiang Yuanzhi for his martial arts skills before.

I don't know how old the real Xuanwei is, but he looks only in his 20s. His complexion is fair and lustrous like jade, his temperament is cold, and he is unsmiling. He is wearing a bun with a wooden hairpin. Get a glimpse of the unbreakable strength of character.

Jiang Linchuan had previously studied the structure of the human body, and he was quick to learn the meridian map. After he memorized it well, Master Xuanwei used gentle internal force to circulate in his body according to a specific circuit again and again. Unleash your own inner strength.

It is very difficult to understand that kind of profound and awkward inner strength method, some words point directly to various acupoints, without the guidance of the elders, it is impossible to get started.Master Xuanwei skipped that step and directly copied and pasted it in Jiang Linchuan's body, which greatly accelerated Jiang Linchuan's entry speed.

There are very few people in the Jianghu who can teach exercises like this, which consumes energy and damages cultivation. Jiang Linchuan doesn't know much about these things. Most of the meridians in his body are blocked. Master Xuanwei uses internal force to open up the meridians every day, and the process is unbearable. , Sometimes Jiang Linchuan would even pass out from the pain, and then wake up from the pain.

Yun Qinghuai was reading a book next to her, twisting a towel to wipe Jiang Linchuan's sweat from time to time, full of thoughts that my junior brother is so strong, and my junior brother is so good, he wished he could replace him with his body.

Every morning, Jiang Linchuan and Yun Qinghuai practice plum blossom piles together. Yun Qinghuai can move around freely with his eyes blindfolded, but Jiang Linchuan is still a little unskilled.In the afternoon, he practiced internal strength. In the evening, he soaked in a large bucket of medicinal bath and fell into a deep sleep. When he woke up the next day, he was full of energy and relaxed.

This has been the case for half a month, and Jiang Linchuan has no time to gather wool, but fortunately, the grievance accumulated before can last for a while.

When Jiang Linchuan cultivated his own internal strength, it was already a month later.The warm air flows in the body, like a fish swimming.Before going to bed, Jiang Linchuan meditated on the bed, and every time he turned a big circle, his internal strength grew a little bit.

"Brother, how long did it take you to cultivate your inner strength?" Jiang Linchuan was a little curious.

"It's half a day. Master said that I was born with all kinds of meridians, and I am a martial arts prodigy."

Jiang Linchuan was silent.

Yun Qinghuai saw that little junior brother showed that unhappy expression again, and quickly added:

"Master said that I don't understand poetry and books, so I have to spend half a day reading books every day. Brother, you don't need to be distracted, you can catch up with me soon."

"How long have you been practicing?"

Now that Yun Qinghuai can fly seven or eight meters with one breath, Jiang Linchuan also wants to fly like this, so he asked this question.

"It's been eight years since I was six years old, and now I'm fourteen. Master said that I have extraordinary aptitude, and my inner strength is as deep as ordinary people who have practiced for 20 years."

Jiang Linchuan was silent.

If only he could absorb his own resentment points.

"Senior brother, don't be discouraged. If there are wicked people bullying you, senior brother will break their legs first."

"We always have to be separated, it is impossible to stay together every day."

Jiang Linchuan always felt that Jiang Yuanzhi was in danger in the capital like a raging fire, and the situation in the court was unpredictable, and something might happen someday.

"What does it matter, I will follow wherever you go, junior brother." Yun Qinghuai didn't think about it so much, there were more brothers living together in the mountain village.

"Aren't you staying to honor Master?" Jiang Linchuan was surprised.

"Master has a profound cultivation base, so I don't need to be filial. There are too many girls in the village who want to marry him. Maybe we are gone. Master is lonely, so he will find us a wife." Yun Qinghuai snickered.

"How old is master? Although he is young, he can be a little girl in the village as a father." Jiang Linchuan felt that Yun Qinghuai's assumptions were inappropriate.

"It's not bad to find a romantic and handsome widow." Jiang Linchuan mused.

"Zhao Ergou his mother..." Yun Qinghuai began to screen suitable candidates.

[Lin Ji's resentment value increased by 20]

Jiang Linchuan was startled. At the door, Xuanwei Daoist stood tall, expressionless.

It turns out that Xuanwei's real person's name is Lin Ji.

Now doesn't seem like the time to think about this.

The real Xuanwei has no expression on his face, his eyes are as sharp as knives,

"The merits of the Taoist behind the scenes are not the actions of a gentleman."

"Arbitrarily discussing elders, the crime will be aggravated."

His voice was calm, without any ups and downs, and every time he said a word, the brothers and sisters who were caught upright felt that the room was much colder.

Both Yun Qinghuai and Jiang Linchuan lowered their heads, looking at the uppers of their shoes.

There was no sound when Master appeared. Except for class, I couldn’t find Master at all.

Jiang Linchuan strongly suspects that Master Xuanwei has a habit of listening to corners.

"Slandering a woman's reputation, she doesn't know that people's words are terrible. If it is spread, she will have difficulties in everything."

Master Xuanwei became serious and frowned.

"Master, I made a mistake, and I will never do it again." Yun Qinghuai was very sincere.

"Master, this disciple knows his mistake and will never do it again." Jiang Linchuan also admitted his mistake.

Seeing the sincerity of the two, Master Xuanwei did not plan to punish them severely.

"As a senior brother, Qing Huai didn't know how to lead by example. First, he copied thirty volumes of scriptures, and at dawn, he will sweep the stone steps on the mountain."

"Although Linchuan is young, some bad habits have to be corrected."

"Just stand and grind ink for your senior brother. When he finishes copying, you can sit down and rest."

Yun Qinghuai and Jiang Linchuan looked at each other, each heaving a sigh of relief.

"Yes, the disciple is punished."

The two hung their heads and went to the practice room to copy scriptures.

Yun Qinghuai looks like a gentle gentleman, but in fact, he hates studying those classics and history collections the most, and he doesn't like poetry and songs, but likes to read wild tales of strange things. A hundred years, not into the world of mortals.

Every time Master Xuanwei punished him, he told him to copy books.

"Junior brother, do you like reading?" Yun Qinghuai felt uncomfortable as soon as he held the brush, and was eager to find a like-minded.

"I like it." Jiang Linchuan felt uncomfortable if he didn't study for a day. In this era, there are many ancient books lost in modern times. Jiang Linchuan always read those lonely books.

There are rumors in Beijing that Jiang Gouzuo, as the son of a reckless man, is ridiculed for being uneducated. He loves to snatch ancient books and lonely copies of literati, and he can't understand them and sends them back intact after a few days, which makes people laugh.

"Brother, you don't know how good reading is..."

Jiang Linchuan stood beside Yun Qinghuai, rubbing his ink from time to time, looking at the big and ugly characters of Yun Qinghuai on the rice paper, with a look of disgust on his face,

"People often say that if you read thousands of volumes, you can write like a god. You can see that your handwriting is so ugly, and you can see that you have read less books."

[Yun Qinghuai’s resentment value increases by 30]

[Yun Qinghuai’s resentment value increases by 40]

……

"Is that so? Why do I feel like you're lying to me?"

Yun Qinghuai was surprised.

Master said that writing should be practiced diligently, and if you slack off, you will retreat. So it has something to do with reading?

"Look at me." Jiang Linchuan took the brush and wrote a sentence quite neatly.

Yun Qinghuai was stunned again.

[Yun Qinghuai’s resentment value increases by 10]

The two different fonts are in sharp contrast, the good-looking one looks better, and the ugly one is uglier.

Yun Qinghuai felt ashamed for the first time.

Daoist Xuan Wei, who had been spying on the two of them, felt relieved, it seemed that Qing Huai was finally going to study hard under the stimulation of Lin Chuan.

Yun Qinghuai turned to laugh and said:

"Junior brother's handwriting is really good. In a few years, I will definitely see my character. If I need to write something in the future, I will let you do it for me, junior brother."

Jiang Linchuan was silent.

what's wrong with you?

Master Xuanwei was stunned.

Did he misrepresent Yun Qinghuai?

Yun Qinghuai's father was born with a photographic memory, he was well-educated, knowledgeable and knowledgeable, and he had a good handwriting.Looking at Yun Qinghuai again, his martial arts are superb, and his literary talent is barely strong.However, Yun Qinghuai had a good face, and at a glance, he felt that he had read a lot of books.

"Junior brother, the two of us have one civil and one martial arts, and together we have both civil and military skills, isn't it beautiful?" Yun Qinghuai continued to copy books, trying to impress Jiang Linchuan with his own theories.

"No, I can be both civil and military by myself."

Jiang Linchuan refused to partner with Yun Qinghuai.

[Yun Qinghuai’s resentment value increases by 10]

Yun Qinghuai looked at Jiang Linchuan aggrieved, and his handwriting became even uglier.

He writes big, so it takes a lot of ink.

The ink used to copy the scriptures was not very good. Jiang Linchuan walked around the room after a while, his legs ached after standing for a long time.

Yun Qinghuai sat there, as if an ant was biting him.

"Copying books is not as good as farming. I would rather cultivate ten acres of land."

"It's a good idea, let's copy it honestly." Jiang Linchuan brutally pierced Yun Qinghuai's imagination.

"..." Yun Qinghuai glanced at Jiang Linchuan silently, the junior brother gloated so cutely.

Instantly gained momentum.

When the sky darkened, I heard the woman crying again.

Master Xuanwei left without a sound.

"Junior brother, I seem to hear a ghost screaming again."

Yun Qinghuai paused, and a large drop of ink fell on the paper, smudged away.

"Rewrite."

Jiang Linchuan tore off the half-written rice paper, crushed it, and threw it aside.

[Yun Qinghuai’s resentment value increases by 30]

Yun Qinghuai's heart ached like twists and turns, and he spread out a piece of paper again, regardless of howling ghosts.

"Today, I will tell you the story of the hanged female ghost, brother, do you want to hear it?"

The candlelight flickered from time to time, and Jiang Linchuan smiled purely.

Yun Qinghuai nodded repeatedly as if possessed by a demon.

"On Yandang Mountain, there used to be a nun's nunnery called Fengyue Nunnery, which was used to lock up women who had made mistakes. Suddenly, one day, a woman who had been sent up the mountain for three years gave birth to a child. The nunnery master was furious and forced to question the adulterer. , She refused to tell, and was locked in the firewood room, and the person who delivered the food the next day opened the door and saw that she was not in the room."

"I couldn't find it everywhere. When I looked up, I suddenly found a rope hanging behind the Guanyin statue in the main hall. It seemed to be hung with some heavy object, and it was pressed straight..."

"They walked to the Guanyin statue, and sure enough, the disappeared woman was hung there."

"Her tongue was sticking out, her eyes were staring, her hair was disheveled, she was looking at everyone, and she had a weird smile on her face."

"Everyone guessed that she couldn't bear to think about suicide and buried her hastily."

"Unexpectedly, the next day she hung there again, staring at other people and laughing."

"The nunnery master decided to do a ritual to save her dead soul. The body will be placed in front of the Buddha statue for three days. On the first night, the little nun who guarded the body suddenly heard a strange sound, as if a woman was crying."

"The little nun was a little scared, the wind suddenly blew away the white cloth covering the woman's body."

"The female corpse's eyes, which were originally closed, suddenly opened!"

"Clang-crack-"

The door was blown open by the strong wind outside.

[Yun Qinghuai’s resentment value increases by 33]

[Yun Qinghuai’s resentment value increases by 44]

……

"I'm a little cold." Yun Qinghuai's scalp went numb.

The two looked out the door, and a white shadow flashed past in the distance, with black hair dancing wildly like a snake.

"I seem to see a ghost." Yun Qinghuai was stunned.

"Let's catch up and see what is playing tricks." Jiang Linchuan suggested.

"This...isn't that good?" The cold wind blew, and Yun Qinghuai's body was covered with goose bumps.

"Go and ask the master first."

The two walked to the door of Master Xuanwei, and found that the door was wide open, and Master Xuanwei was not there.The moonlight is as clear as water, there is no shade of trees, the mountains and rocks are clear, and there is no need to carry a lantern.

"Bring the fire bag, let's go catch the ghost." Jiang Linchuan couldn't wait to see what the ghost looked like, and wondered if the ghost had resentment points.

"Do you want to bring anything else?" Yun Qinghuai gritted his teeth and decided to go with his junior brother. In case of danger, they can escape together.

"It is said that ghosts are afraid of boys peeing. I have this defense."

"Me too." Yun Qinghuai smiled proudly.

The two chased in the direction where Bai Ying was. The mountain road was paved with stone steps, and it was not difficult to walk.

The two gradually approached, the thing with disheveled hair, fell face down, dressed in a pale white robe, looked very strange, Yun Qinghuai immediately took off his pants,

"Junior Brother, let me come first! I can't hold back anymore!"

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