The little apprentice is well-behaved and pure [Transmigration Book]

"Give it to me?"

Lin Jichen had no memory of this, and it was this memory that he had erased.

Dan Qingchen said: "Jichen, think about it carefully, where did you put that flute?"

"Everyone, please let the old man finish." Mr. Baiwen interrupted their words.

"You say."

Mr. Baiwen stroked his beard, and said slowly: "This flute is called Xuyu when it is complete, and when it is divided into two parts, one part is called Gusheng, and the other half is called Jinji."

"And what everyone sees now is the present. And for a certain time in the future, the part we see now is also called the old life."

Lin Jichen pondered the meaning of Mr. Baiwen's words, "Mr. Baiwen, what do you mean, if you need to find another part of the flute, you can only go back to the past?"

At this moment, Lin Jichen was in a daze. He always thought that in his memory it was Mo Yinchai's previous life, but he didn't expect Mo Yinchai to go back.

Mr. Baiwen nodded, "There is only a moment, it is the moment where the past and the present intersect."

After listening to Mr. Baiwen's words, everyone fell into silence. Going back to the past was easier said than done.

"Don't be disappointed, everyone. Since this flute has recognized its owner, its owner can rely on the present part to go back to the past."

Mr. Baiwen told everyone what he had seen and heard, even including how to use Xuyu.

"Thank you, Mr. Baiwen."

"The cultivation world is in a catastrophe. This is what I should do. I hope the catastrophe will end soon." Mr. Baiwen said humbly.

...

Lin Jichen asked Mo Yinzhui: "Yinzhui, have you written down the formula?"

"Disciple remember."

At noon, Mo Yinzhui was standing on the empty martial arts arena, and under his feet was a dense array of magic circles.

Mo Yinzhui took out half of Xunyu, then recited the mantra and began to seal.

His fingers were beautiful, slender and fair, and the speed of forming seals was so fast that they turned into phantoms, and then they floated in a moment.

Mr. Baiwen warned: "Little friend Mo, if you go back to the past, don't change the original things."

Mo Yinzhui nodded, looked at Lin Jichen, "Master, the disciple has gone."

"Go."

Lin Jichen's palm tightened, he now knew that Mo Yinzhui was the bastard who disappeared after marrying him.

He always thought he was a straight man of steel, but he didn't expect to bend so early.

The magic circle rotated, and a dazzling light flashed suddenly, and then Lin Jichen watched Mo Yinzhui disappear before his eyes.

Mo Yinzhui felt the stillness of time and space, he looked around, he was still standing in the same place.

However, all the people around him have changed.

The master and the masters disappeared, and in front of his eyes were the disciples who practiced swords in the martial arts field hundreds of years ago.

"Who are you, why did you suddenly appear here?" A boy with a baby face noticed that he appeared out of thin air, so he jumped over.

Mo Yinzhui asked respectfully: "I'm here to look for someone, where is Lin Jichen?"

The baby face knew Lin Jichen, and he glanced at Mo Yinzhui: "Lin Jichen? My third junior brother? What do you want him for?"

"I'm looking for him urgently." Mo Yin chased.

The baby face looked at him respectfully, and he didn't look like a bad guy, so he said, "You can't see him now, he's gone down the mountain."

"The junior is bold, can the senior tell the junior where he is going?"

"You call me senior?" Babyface pointed at himself, eyes shining brightly, the person in front of him, at least above the golden core, actually called him senior.

"Dan Qingchen, are you still practicing?" Someone from the side called Babyface.

"Of course I have to practice, wait for me." Dan Qingchen turned his head, he had a good impression of Mo Yinzhui, "My third junior brother went down the mountain to Jiangling, don't you know?"

"Thank you, Sect Leader." When Mo Yinzhui left, he changed his address.

The baby face rubbed his head with a dazed expression, why did he call him the head of the sect?

...

The night wind blows through the closed doors and windows, making creaking noises. The candles on the candlesticks have already burned more than half, and the flames are jumping. A woman in a bright red wedding dress is carefully applying lip gloss in front of the mirror, bit by bit. The originally pale lips were dyed bright and eye-catching bright red.

The woman's appearance is a little weird, not as delicate as an ordinary woman, and her facial features are slightly honest.

The sky outside the window had gradually brightened up. The woman glanced at her with a look of disappointment in her eyes. Then the woman sighed, squeezed her throat and turned her head to the man in the red dress on the bed and said, "Third Senior Brother, this There is no way at all."

Lying on the bed was a young man, his handsome face was made fairer by the red clothes, it was none other than Lin Jichen when he was young.

Lin Jichen almost fell asleep waiting.

"We kept guard for three days, and the murderer didn't show up. Could it be that we saw that we were fake?"

After dawn, a messenger dressed as a yamen servant rushed in, "You two elders, it's not good, something happened."

In the west of Jiangling City, a newly married Yaner family died tragically on the bed. The internal organs of the two corpses were hollowed out, and there were strange smiles on the corners of their mouths.

Lin Jichen and Fifth Junior Brother rushed to the scene, and the crowd was already gathered outside, completely destroying the scene.

In the past half month in Jiangling, seven or eight newlyweds have been murdered in a row. The killing methods are cruel, and they only choose the night of the bridal chamber to kill.

The county magistrate was furious: "Didn't you tell me not to marry for the time being? Why do you want to do it secretly?"

The woman wept uncontrollably, "The two children share the same mind. As elders, we naturally hope to make them a husband and wife, and we don't want to make a fuss, so that's why... Unexpectedly, that damned murderer actually ……it turns out……"

Now that things have happened, the county magistrate can only sigh a long time, hoping that the murderer will be brought to justice as soon as possible.

Lin Jichen walked to the two corpses, and then he found a drop of familiar mucus from the woman's neck, a black mucus with a foul smell, like sticky rotting blood.

"Immortal Chief, look at this... Did the murderer leave any clues? Can you trace its whereabouts?" The county magistrate looked at Lin Jichen. If ordinary people commit crimes, there is still a legal theory. Pin the method on the monks.

Lin Jichen shook his head and said, "This is a monster transformed from resentment. Its whereabouts are uncertain. The only way at present is to lure it into the bait."

That's what Lin Jichen did. He asked the five seniors and the three thick juniors to dress up as women. The two of them guarded for a few nights, but they didn't expect that the monster was so smart that it saw through that they were fake.

This time, a cold male voice sounded from behind, "This is a resentful woman who hides in a dark corner during the day and waits for an opportunity at night."

When Lin Jichen turned his head, he had met someone of the same kind.

Everyone looked at the reputation, and many people were stunned. Lin Daochang was already very handsome, but this young man in black clothes had an extremely delicate appearance.

Lin Jichen looked at the young man in front of him. As the saying goes, same-sex repels and opposite-sex attracts. Who likes the same-sex who is more handsome than himself when he is young?

Especially Lin Jichen gave birth to the feeling that although he himself is a handsome comparison, he is actually being compared by others.

The young man walked to the corpse, touched the mucus with his slender fingers, and said, "It should be hidden somewhere with a dark river."

Lin Jichen wondered where the little boy came from, and dared to pretend to be X in front of him, "There is indeed an underground river in Jiangling, but the underground river is so big. Doesn't it mean you didn't say it if you said it?"

The young man looked at Lin Jichen with gentle eyes, "The rotting blood smells of osmanthus, and there must be an osmanthus forest near where it hides."

Lin Jichen sniffed, why didn't he smell the sweet-scented osmanthus in the blood, he only smelled the stench.

"Magistrate Zeng, may I ask if there is such a place in Jiangling County?" the young man bypassed Lin Jichen and asked.

The county magistrate Zeng called the old servant beside him, and after inquiring, he learned: "This Immortal Elder, there is indeed such a place in Jiangling County called Guiyuan."

"Is there really such a place?"

"Senior brother, what is that person's background?" Lu Conghai, Lin Jichen's fifth junior brother, came up to see him. He was the honest young man disguised as a woman yesterday.

Lin Jichen shook his head, "I don't know, let's follow up and have a look. If the monster is really in the longan, we just go and get rid of it together."

If not, just hit him in the face.

Lin Jichen felt that it was necessary to follow up and take a look. At this moment, the young man looked back at him among a crowd of people.

His eyes are very delicate, in a very beautiful and comfortable shape, a little sharp, bright and shiny, and there seems to be light in his eyes, when Lin Jichen glanced at him, it seemed that he had seen through what he was thinking in his heart at a glance illusion.

Osmanthus Garden is a deserted yard, full of weeds everywhere, osmanthus trees are intertwined and grow wildly. In autumn, osmanthus trees bloom all over the garden. Before the door is opened, the fragrance of osmanthus can be smelled from far away .

A nearby villager said: "This yard has been abandoned for many years. In the early years, a couple who sold wine lived in it. Somehow, the couple moved away overnight. Later, when someone passed by the yard at night, they often heard I heard the sound of a woman shouting and selling wine."

"There are rumors that the couple who sell wine didn't move away at all, but were murdered in this yard. No one can tell."

"This yard looks quite big, and the couple selling wine made a lot of money."

"That's right, no one in ten miles and eight villages knows that Wu Zhongyi, the original owner of this osmanthus garden, is an expert in brewing wine here. He has a unique secret recipe for brewing. The sweet-scented osmanthus wine he brews is so fragrant that the supply is almost in short supply. .”

"Unfortunately, after this family moved out, they never smelled the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus wine again."

When everyone mentioned this moment, they all showed regretful expressions on their faces.

Lu Conghai swallowed a mouthful of saliva, "Is there really such a delicious wine? I really want to taste it."

Lin Jichen watched Mo Yin chasing Longan, he didn't want to be left behind, so he also followed.

"Be careful."

There was a tree root stumbled at the door, Lin Jichen almost fell down, but the young man supported him.

"Are you okay?"