The ancient dragon embankment of Ruoshui Three Thousand

Beside the White Lotus Pond, under the Gaoxuan Pavilion, the stern and unruly young man was full of anger, looking coldly at the servant beside him, wishing to tear him apart.The servant lowered his eyelids in fear, and sobbed softly in aggrieved voice: "It's really not...my fault, it's Xiaochi...no, little...little master...himself..." Glancing up, the stern young man became even more With cold eyes, he knelt down obediently...

"Hey, wake up." The stern young man kept patting the young man's cheeks, and instantly turned from anger to worry. The child who was still lively and frolicking just now fell into the pool and became unconscious. Confession?Seeing the pale and bloodless face that was originally handsome and handsome, the young man frowned even tighter, helplessly lifted the young man's jaw, and attached two icy lips, wisps of fresh air poured in and pressed his lungs from time to time In order to urge the young man to resume breathing as soon as possible, his painstaking efforts were not in vain, he saw a jet of water choking out from the corner of his mouth, the young man coughed violently for a few times and then gradually regained consciousness...

The moment Wu Xie opened his eyes, this was what he saw.The worried expression of the stern young man has not faded away. The moment he opened his eyes, he seemed to be trying to find something and worry about something, but seeing the agility in the young man's eyes, he finally felt at ease, just gently " "Huh" and then fell silent.

Wu Xie swung her sore arms, feeling weak all over, and barely supported her body to sit up, only to realize that this place seemed to be a place she had been to in a dream. Where is this?He turned his head and looked hesitantly at the young man in front of him:

"Brother, why are you here? Is everyone okay?"

"..." The young man looked at him strangely, and stretched out his hand to touch his forehead. Wu Xie felt a warm current pouring into his heart, and there was an incredible throbbing.After a long time, I heard the young man answer:

"You're calling me that for the first time."

"Ah?" Wu Xie subconsciously lowered her head to look at herself. He was no longer equipped with the equipment he was ready to fight with Zongzi at any time in the tomb passage. Instead, he wore a pure white gown, which was as white as snow lotus in Tianshan Mountain, slowly blooming. Proudly in the tranquility of heaven and earth.At this time, Wu Xie suddenly realized that his soul had returned to his previous life. Although he was a little surprised by the incredible things that happened before him, he still had to believe that this was the beginning of all destiny.

Looking at the reflection reflected in the water, I am really ashamed.That was no longer his original face, a jade-like, handsome and extraordinary face set off so perfectly against the white lotus pond, it was simply an ingenious design, could it be that he was his previous body?In contrast, the younger brother's handsome face can only be matched by the person in front of him.It's a pity, that's not my real self... Wu Xie thought sadly.

Turning his head and staring blankly at the "little brother" in front of him, he still has calm eyes, still thin lips, still thin and handsome cheeks, still... the only difference is the high bun, without the cover of bangs , His eyes are even sharper, making people feel that they dare not look directly at them.Obviously, this is not his little brother, Wu Xie lowered his head and smiled wryly.

"Hey", the young man looked at the young man in front of him, feeling strange, "What's wrong, I'm not feeling well."

A voice full of magnetism like Poker Bottle came into his ears, and Wu Xie raised his head. He could feel the care in the other party's words, but this kind of care was for the body poured into his soul, which made him feel anxious for a while. Not knowing how to deal with it, tears of disappointment swirled in his eyes, Wu Xie forcibly swallowed them back into his stomach, as soon as they came, let them be at ease, after all, in this world, they can only be regarded as strangers at present.

"I..." After one word, Wu Xie obviously couldn't continue. The person in front of him looked like a poor man, but the other person's name couldn't be Zhang Qiling.Furthermore, if the other party finds out that the person he cares about has actually been occupied by another stranger, he probably won't let it go so easily.Forget it, after much deliberation, since I came to this world to find out the truth, it is necessary to pretend to be confused here, because he does not belong to this era, and when he returns to the original world, the original owner of this body Also free.Thinking of this, Wu Xie breathed a sigh of relief, as if he was relieved, but he didn't expect that things would not go as smoothly as he imagined, and the compass of fate was just about to start...

The young man stared at "Wu Xie" for a long time, frowned and stopped talking, got up and walked out of the pavilion.Until this time, the servant who had been kneeling on the ground and dared not make a sound slowly stood up, patted the dust on his knees with a flick of his sleeves, and sighed:

"Brother Xiaochi, you scared me to death. I told you not to go into the pool and play in the water. Go and see, if it wasn't for Lord Qilin, you would have to see Grandpa Hades right now." I was used to being naughty, and the boy didn't shy away from talking to the boy, and he kept a playful smile as always, as if the incident that hung his life by a thread just never happened at all.

"Kirin... my lord?" Wu Xie didn't realize it for a while, but after thinking about it carefully, the little brother also had a black unicorn on his body, which was really a coincidence.

"So his name is Qilin?" Unknowingly, Wu Xie started talking to himself again.On the other hand, the little servant next to him had sharp ears, but his whispered words seemed to be struck by lightning from the sky.He suddenly opened his mouth wide with an incredulous expression:

"Wow, Brother Xiaochi, you're out of your mind. Do you want to see a doctor? That's the person you've been wanting to admire forever and ever. Isn't it strange for you to say that? You don't even remember his name gone?"

"Hey, you're very long-winded." Wu Xie pretended to be annoyed, but couldn't help being a little surprised, why did this person talk like a fat man.Taking a closer look, indeed, the fat figure, small eyes, and the appearance of that hippie smiling face are exactly the same as the fat man.It seems that this guy has a very good relationship with me in the previous life, otherwise how could he be so fat?Wu Xie suddenly wanted to tease the boy, then tilted his head and said with a smirk:

"What's your name? I forgot." It seemed that he had no choice but to play tricks to the end.

"Oh my God, you've even forgotten me," the boy said hysterically, "The days we used to steal steamed buns together were in vain. I'm Xiaopang! Xiaopang, you dare to forget even Xiaopang! You are too cruel, you pretend to be naive..."

"Pfft..." Wu Xie couldn't help laughing out loud. This person is called Xiaopang. It's just a coincidence, but he couldn't hear the following words. When it comes to "Mingqi Niangqin", it is still long-winded.I said in my heart that I only steal the weapons of the dead, but I have never stolen steamed buns with you.Simply ignoring it, Wu Xie ran out of the pavilion as if fleeing.Now I don't know anything about this world, at least I have to figure out my identity first, and... that person named Qilin.

For the next period of time, Wu Xie could only pretend to fall into the pool and lose his memory to conceal the change of identity, but the people in the mansion were somewhat puzzled by this young man who lost his memory. Light, on the contrary, added a bit of approachable temperament, making most people want to get close to him even more.On weekdays, the young master just locked himself in the study room to prepare his homework, or to study priestly courses, but now he appreciates calligraphy, painting and antiques that he never asked about before, and praises him from time to time, so that he can enjoy himself with his servants It can be said to be straightforward, and everyone is even more delighted to see such a happy young master. Perhaps it is a blessing in disguise caused by amnesia. As time goes by, they no longer care about the changes that occurred during the period.Little did he know that this was just Wu Xie's occupational disease.

It was already a month later when I met that person named Qilin again.During this period, Wu Xie finally understood his current identity. His name was Sikong Chi, and his father was a high priest supported by all people. He served as a priest, and his status was second only to the king. The whole country believes in witch gods, so it is not difficult to understand that priests play a pivotal role in the country, and even for some special rights, they are above the decision-making of the monarch.The skills of the priests are not passed on to the outside world, which is why a priest can have as many wives as the emperor. It is nothing more than choosing elite successors to maintain the lifeline of the country in order to continue the good offspring.Unfortunately, Sikong Qi is the most elite one, but he may also be the first one to be eliminated. There is only one reason: congenital asthma.

Because of this, everyone feels sorry for it, but the other heirs are grateful for it, and because of this, he is favored by three thousand among many children, but he is depressed because he may not be able to realize his dream.Therefore, he worked harder and worked harder than others. Even if he was the child his father loved most, he still couldn't get the happiness he deserved, and he never even smiled in front of outsiders, except... the person named Qilin.

When standing in Gaoxuan Pavilion again, the embarrassment of the first meeting was gone. Wu Xie stared at the unicorn leaning against the pillar, feeling a lot of emotion in his heart. The face was exactly the same as Poker Ping, but he was facing a completely different person .Or, he is also Poker Ping's previous life.

"Is your illness better?" The flat tone broke the silence first.

"Well, the attack time seems to be less recently." It was also during this time that Wu Xie learned that Sikong Chi had asthma. Although it is not a serious illness in the 21st century, there was no effective treatment in ancient times when medicine was underdeveloped. , can only be treated symbolically by witchcraft and prayers, but most of them have no effect.I was a good young man, but I "possessed" in this body and endured the unprecedented "suffocation"-like torture. I don't know if it was bad luck or experience.

"This is for you." Qilin tossed a black cloth bag casually, "The trichosanthes and licorice are helpful for your illness."

"Huh? Thank you... thank you" Wu Xie was so excited that he didn't know what to say. In his heart, he unconsciously regarded the other party as a boring oil bottle. This feeling really made him reluctant to part.

"Actually, they made me tired of practicing witches and prayers every day. It's impossible to be effective." As soon as he said that, Wu Xie knew he had made a mistake. No one here can say disrespectful words to the witch god, let alone his current situation. His identity was even more irresistible, Wu Xie lowered his head in shame, he was afraid that the Qilin would scold him, and he had already regretted why he was so careless, but unexpectedly heard the other party say:

"I don't believe it either."

The two smiled knowingly, and Wu Xie was glad that this kind of tacit understanding was destined to have germinated in the previous life.