Bamboo horse is a world-weary male protagonist

Lingyue Peak

Bustling, crowded, so lively.

"Everyone, please show your invitation card when you enter the entrance, so that we can confirm your identity," the person in the uniform of the Qianqing Sect stood at the foot of the mountain and bowed his hands, with a polite tone: "After entering the mountain, there will be a special person in charge of receiving you into the hall." , everyone who has entered the mountain gate, please wait for a while at the Lingxi Pavilion in the northwest direction."

After finishing speaking, he pinched the formula in his hand and muttered something in his mouth.

In an instant, the beautiful scenery against the trees set off waves like water, revealing the simple and magnificent mountain gate and a few small cases standing in front of the mountain gate.

In front of the case sat a white-haired old man, holding a pen and paper, sitting on a chair.

Different from the young disciples of Qianqingzong, he was dressed in light blue, with light golden dark patterns embroidered on his skirt and sleeves, and he seemed to have a high status in Qianqingzong.

"Come in," the old man smiled and narrowed his eyes.

His tone is amiable, just looking at his face and demeanor, he is no different from the old man sitting in the streets and alleys chatting and basking in the sun.

Even compared to those old men with their shoulders hooked and bragging on the street corner, they seem to be more approachable.

"Who is this old man? Qian Qingzong is so short of manpower, just grab an old man on the side of the road and come to guard the gate?"

"Looking at the clothes he wears, I feel that he should have a high status in Qianqingzong. However, I don't think this old man has any cultivation. Maybe he is really an ordinary disciple who is responsible for registering his name, but because he is old, his seniority is not high. high?"

"That's a good relationship! It just so happens that I don't have an invitation card, and I want to hang out with you to join in the fun. It's God helping me."

A few people who didn't have an invitation card and tried to sneak in in the chaos, peeked at the shape of the invitation card held by the person in front of them, secretly cast a spell to make a fake one out, and entered with the flow of people.

Seeing that the table on the registration list was getting closer and closer, several people couldn't restrain their inner excitement, and couldn't help chattering.

"Hey, it is said that at the birthday banquet of the young master of the Qianqing Sect, there are countless delicacies from mountains and seas, and there are even panacea that can improve spiritual strength and cultivation. Those good things go outside, let alone eat, and you may never see them in your life Woolen cloth!"

"That's right! Qian Qingzong is really rich, and Gu Mingyuan really loves his son."

"From the age of one to the age of 14, I come here every year. If there is such a thing as reincarnation in this world, I am willing to exchange my suzerain's hair for me to be reincarnated as Gu Mingyuan's son in the next life."

"...Does the suzerain still have hair?"

"...I remember there are still a few on the back of my head."

"Stop talking, we'll be here soon. After I go in, I must eat to my full! I want to eat until I vomit! I want Qianqingzong to be as poor as our sect!"

Several people's eyes glowed green, and they looked inside like hungry wolves, wanting to see what the Qianqing sect was going to look like.

Seeing that it was his turn, he raised his hand and slapped the invitation on the case table, motioning the old man to help them register.

"Hurry up, we're in a hurry to get in."

"Qingshuiguan, Liu An, Fu Che, Yu Xing," the old man narrowed his eyes and looked carefully, "Okay, I'll help you register your names now. Please walk in along the road on the left, and don't make any noise. "

The avenue paved with black pebbles spreads to a place filled with thick fog.

Exquisite buildings can be faintly seen at the end, with white tiles and silver bricks, crystal bright and beautiful.

Several people were ecstatic in their hearts, couldn't help but looked at each other and smiled, and walked forward along the road pointed by the old man.

Seeing the backs of the three people walking away in high spirits, a young disciple of Qianqingzong couldn't help asking the old man: "Director Wang, where will those who want to cheat for food and drink this year be sent?"

Wang Mi laughed: "I'm a little tired this year, and I have to go to the Spiritual Beast Garden to sweep shit for three days."

He lifted the paper full of handwriting, blew it, folded it into the shape of a paper crane, and sent the paper crane towards the mountain gate with the help of the wind.

Seeing the paper cranes flying away safely, Wang Mi told the little disciple, "These 100 people have all been registered, send someone to take them to the back mountain to settle down."

Putting his head down, he continued to help the registration roster who came to enter the mountain. Wang Mi couldn't help muttering to himself: "He Chengyuan, what do you want the guest roster for?"

The paper crane flew unsteadily in mid-air, followed the mountain road all the way up, and stumbled on the window lattice.

"Boom boom, boom boom—"

He Chengyuan got up, pushed open the window, brought in the paper crane, slowly flattened it, and checked it carefully.

Seeing this, Gu Xi leaned over and asked curiously: "He Chengyuan, what are you looking at, can you show me?"

He Chengyuan smiled slightly when he heard the words, turned slightly sideways, and made room for Gu Xi.

"The guest list for this year's birthday party?"

"Ah."

He Chengyuan's slender fingertips slowly slid across the paper, his glazed eyes were cold and deep: "Let's see if there is anyone who shouldn't come in here."

"Doudou's 14th birthday, such a happy event, I don't want to let irrelevant people ruin the fun."

Gu Xi nodded, deeply convinced: "I still remember that last year a person who stole other people's invitations and turned into someone else came in, trying to steal the treasures in the Treasure Pavilion. Fortunately, the Treasure Pavilion ended The boundary is strong enough, otherwise he would have succeeded."

Thinking of this, Gu Xi couldn't help but feel worried: "Then I'll read it with you, and you can bring some more paper over, I'll stretch my neck to look tired if I'm far away."

His chest injury has not healed yet, so he can't do big movements, and his body is not convenient to exert strength.

Leaning his head to join in the fun, he rested his head lazily on He Chengyuan's forearm, treating him as a cushion for human flesh at all.

The warm breath sprayed on the back of He Chengyuan's hands, and the skin that was brushed by the warmth was a little itchy.

He Chengyuan's throat was hot, and his cold voice was hoarse and deep: "Okay, let's watch together."

Before the birthday banquet, He Chengyuan and the master of Zhuoyulou asked for leave, and brought Gu Xi back to Qianqingzong.

They would come back together at this time every year, and they would go back together after the birthday banquet.

He Chengyuan couldn't remember his birthday, so Shang Xue simply prepared two identical gifts every year at the birthday banquet.

Each of the two children is treated equally.

He Chengyuan could feel the sincere love for him from the people of Qianqingzong, and he had always firmly believed that he would not do anything unfavorable to Qianqingzong.

She didn't even think that she would kill Gu Xi like it was written in the book.

However, this incident of rejoicing at the Buddha statue gave him an ominous premonition.

He has never experienced the powerlessness and despair like in the Huanxi Buddha Temple.

If Gu Xi hadn't come to rescue him in time, he himself wasn't sure what would have happened in the end.

This made He Chengyuan suddenly realize——

Perhaps the plot they changed was nothing more than an insignificant plot that was allowed to change.

And those plots that are not allowed to be changed and have a purpose that they don't know will still proceed as usual according to the arrangement in the book.

cannot be changed

can not avoid

Not even worthy of the power to struggle.

Nine years ago, the words left by the man named Hong Yue resurfaced in his mind again.

——Find the truth of the world.

Could it be that the truth of the world is not only that he lives in a book and is a character in a book.

Was there some other hidden truth that he was completely unaware of, that had been left out?

Then what if he couldn't control himself and really hurt Gu Xi at next year's comprehension conference?

What if next year, he really bloodbathed the entire Lingyue Peak as written in the plot?

What if next year, he not only kills Gu Xi with his own hands, but also hides in the mountains with Rong Yu?

in case……

A person who has always been calm and reserved, his thoughts are in a mess.

The corners of her lips were bitten with blood, and her glazed eyes were scarlet.

His mind was filled with the scene where he was powerless to resist and was at the mercy of strange forces like a puppet.

The bottom of my heart is cold, like falling into an abyss.

After placing Gu Xi with Mu Tingjiang, He Chengyuan rushed to Taixi Pavilion overnight.

His cultivation is no longer in the Foundation Establishment stage on the surface.

Ever since he was awakened by Hongyue's finger on his forehead at the cultivation conference nine years ago, a strange power has taken root in his body, and it has gradually grown stronger over time, making him now enough to compete with Du Jieqi. Compete.

Most of the demise of Qianqingzong should be attributed to the help of Taixi Pavilion behind the scenes.

Now he was going to get rid of all those who might hurt Gu Xi and Qian Qingzong.

A boy with black hair and snow skin walked quietly in the snowy night.

One person, one sword.

For another little boy hidden in the bottom of my heart.

The long hair was blown up and down by the wind, and He Chengyuan's face was calm and indifferent.

His plain white clothes fluttered, and he seemed like a crane among the clouds, spreading his wings and falling from the sky, clean and dusty like stars and a bright moon.

His eyes fell on the mountain gate of Taixi Pavilion.

"Hey, where did this little beauty come from?" The gatekeeper's eyes widened in amazement, and he whistled frivolously.

"It's so late to worship the mountain gate? Are you here to worship Taixi Pavilion, or are you here to worship your brother and me?"

The cold white moonlight flowed, falling on the thin and delicate facial features.

The visitor had thick eyebrows, fair skin, and an indistinguishable beauty in the hazy moonlight.

The boy lowered his eyes and said in a cold voice, "Name."

"Huh?" The gatekeeper didn't react, and was a little dazed for a while: "What do you ask my name for, you came to worship our mountain gate of Taixi Pavilion, and instead—"

The voice is interrupted.

"Name," He Chengyuan stepped forward with his long legs, his brows and eyes were still cold, and the long sword in his hand was drawn horizontally, with a bright silver light.

Looking down, looking at the long sword on his neck, the gatekeeper swallowed nervously.

He finally understood that this little beauty was not easy to mess with, and his flirting thoughts disappeared in an instant, and he replied tremblingly: "Wang, Qing."

【Wang Qing whispered to the people around him with ill intentions: "Qian Qingzong, don't look like a dog on the surface, like a leader of the righteous way, in fact, there are a lot of nasty things about stealing chickens and dogs behind the scenes." 】

- "Strategy of the Paranoid Villain [Transmigration Book]"

The sword rises, the sword falls.

Expressionlessly shaking off the blood from the tip of the sword, he raised his head and continued walking towards the top of the mountain.

……

"He Chengyuan, what are you thinking?" A hand was stretched out in front of his eyes and shook.

The rationality was awakened by the young man's clear voice, and the hostility rolling in He Chengyuan's eyes slowly dissipated under the gaze of Gu Xi's clear black eyes until there was no trace left.

He was silent for a while, then laughed lowly, his voice slightly hoarse: "I was thinking, as long as it's not studying, Doudou is very serious no matter what she does."

The guest list was carefully checked, and the only fly in the ointment might be that the handwriting on the page looked like a lazy cat that could only lie down and never stand up, crooked and huddled together.

Although the characters are ugly, the seriousness of the writers cannot be denied.

Gu Xi laughed triumphantly when he heard the words: "Of course, I was serious!"

After checking the guest list, he had nothing to do when he was free. He couldn't hold back the things he had been holding back in his heart. After hesitating for a moment, he asked, "He Chengyuan, what happened to your bedwetting before?"

"I remember if you asked Second Senior Sister, what did Second Senior Sister tell you at that time? Did you have any illness?"

Gu Xi remembered that when they first arrived at Zhuoyulou, He Chengyuan also wet the bed quite frequently, and he even laughed at He Chengyuan.

But I didn't expect that this matter would be my turn one day.

"Doudou wet the bed?" There was a slight tremor and surprise in the indifferent and cold voice.

"Oh, I'm just asking, I care about you, how can I wet the bed?"

"I'm already this old, and I still wet the bed, do you think I'm you!"

The panic that was trying to be concealed, the cheeks and ear roots that were as red as boiled shrimps, Wu Yi did not show that Gu Xi was lying.

"Well, I got it," He Chengyuan smiled softly when he heard the words, and looked at Gu Xi with downcast eyes: "Doudou didn't wet the bed, it was the first time in many years, and suddenly remembered, just wanted to ask me, right?"

He deliberately emphasized the word "suddenly remembered", full of ridicule.

Gu Xi's face was flushed with shyness, her dark eyes were clear and bright, and when she looked over, she was full of bluff threats.

"Yes! That's it! So tell me whether you want to sue or not!"

He Chengyuan laughed when he heard the words, his narrow peach eyes were slightly curved, and his voice was clean and gentle: "It's not sick."

The faint voice, cool and sweet: "It is Doudou who has grown up."

His glazed eyes were full of smiles, and his thin lips were raised upwards, trying desperately to suppress his beating heart so that his expression would not look too out of control.

"very nice."

He obviously tried very hard to suppress it, but in the end he couldn't help laughing, stretched out his arms to wrap Gu Xi in his arms, buried his head on Gu Xi's neck, his shoulders shook from laughing.

"It's great that Doudou has grown up."

Gu Xi retorted dissatisfiedly: "It's so good, what's so good."

"I've grown up already. I'm already 14 years old. I'm an adult, okay?"

"Hey, He Chengyuan, what are you laughing at!"

"I'm itching to death, don't lie on my neck and laugh, get up and hear me!"

He Chengyuan was still laughing, and couldn't stop laughing.

Laughing so much that Gu Xi couldn't help laughing too, and the two hugged each other into a ball of laughter.

very nice.

His little peas.

Finally grown up.