He Xichen [Quick Transmigration]

In the festooned Five Immortals Xiaozhuli, Mr. Baoheng was the chef, leading four assistants to spend the whole afternoon in the kitchen, trying to cook a table of meals.Liu Ning's relatives provide drinks, "Nervhong" and "Jiaobaiqu" can be drunk casually, and the money is generous, which makes the poor fox and weasel very jealous.

Bai Jianzi changed into red clothes, his shy face was full of joy, when he came out to see Bai Shu who was also embarrassed, he calmed down and walked over to hold his hand.

The five people didn't pay attention to the rules. They sat around the table and ate and drank.

"Oh, I'm going! What's going on here?" Xie Bian, dressed in a purple jacquard tunic with sleeves and a hut, walked through the door with a white spirit-calling banner, without seeing anyone outside.

"Full house, happy event!" Fan Wujiu, dressed loosely in Xueqing Hu suit, with a gold-plated chiseled silver bag belt around his waist, shouted after him, "Old He! Where is Lao He?"

He Xichen almost lost his breath when he saw the bright and coquettish attires of the two of them at first glance.

"Hahaha——Seventh Master and Eighth Master, why are you dressed like this?" Baoheng Jun turned his head and looked, burst into laughter in an instant, and Liu Ning, who was always cold and serious, couldn't help laughing with his lips pursed.

"It's black and white all day long, and we're all tired of wearing crooked clothes!" Fan Wujiu waved his hands in disgust, walked over and said, "Is this the fourth and fifth marriage? We really came to the right place!"

"Come here and sit down." He Xichen moved two stools and set out two sets of bowls and chopsticks.

"I said earlier that these young couples are a couple!" Xie Bi'an, who was walking in front, hadn't sat down yet, and Fan Wujiu, who was behind, had already pushed He Xichen away from the white scorpion, and put the black death-defending banner on the table. At the feet, talk affectionately.

"Why didn't Ah Po wait for me? I was infatuated with you in vain, and the world can learn from this!" She was tall and tall, with a man's hair bun and men's clothes, she really looked like a frivolous apprentice.

Xie Bi'an rolled his eyes helplessly.

"Sister Fan, don't make fun of me." Bai Pozi poured her a glass of wine, and before she could say a word, Bai Shu, who had a deep sense of crisis, couldn't sit still and separated the two of them.

"Bai Shu respects Ba Ye." He finished drinking with his head up, and showed the bottom of the cup to everyone to see.

"Boy, are you looking for me to fight for a drink?" Fan Wujiu hates others to challenge her the most, and will not stop until the other party calls his father, "I will drink with you today!"

Xie Bi'an had a calm expression of "I don't know her", and said with a smile: "Master Liu, Lao He, I'm bothering you a lot this time."

"Are you here on business?"

Xie Bi'an is the Bai Wuchang of the Underworld, Fan Wujiu is the Black Wuchang, they are called "Seven Lords" and "Eight Lords", if they are on official business, they are dead.

"Of course. Thinking that I haven't seen a few old friends for a long time, I came to the world a few days earlier."

"That's a good thing, you just live here." Bao Heng patted his thigh, and then said with an ambiguous expression, "Brother, I can also take you to see some fun."

"Shut up!" He Xichen knocked him on the head, "Control your expression, your saliva is about to flow out."

However, Liu Ning's eyes drifted strangely to Fan Wujiu who was drinking as much as white water, and said: "In my opinion, if Eighth Master really goes with you to those places, you will never be able to find a girl in the future. "

Xie Bi'an thought about it seriously: "It's very possible!"

"Ha!" Baoheng Jun stared, "What do you mean? Look down on me?"

He Xichen shook his head, twisted his head and looked towards Fan Wujiu: "Come on! Be sober, and tell your conscience, are you handsome or old Fan?"

Everyone also looked over, and saw Fan Wujiu raised his head, his sharp and handsome profile was like a mountain rising and falling, and the clear white wine overflowed from her lips as she swallowed, and flowed into Xueqing's collar.

Except for Bai Shu who was drinking with her, all the men present covered their faces in unison.

Lost!

Even He Xichen, who doesn't care about these things, has to admit that this girl's appearance is impeccable!He is full of heroism in his gestures, which is the romantic temperament that provokes little girls the most.

"Thank you." He patted Xie Bi'an's shoulder sympathetically. With such a partner, he must have been under a lot of pressure all the time.

"Don't tell me if you see through, thank you." Xie Bi'an groaned weakly.

Fan Wujiu, who was so handsome that his legs were weak, didn't notice their weird and admiring gazes at all, and smashed the bowl on the table: "Come again!"

Bai Zhu, who was so drunk that his head was in a mess, clenched Bai Jianzi's hand, and filled the wine bowl again angrily: "Drink!"

The bright moon in the sky seemed to be soaked in the smell of wine, and the long river gradually fell.

At three poles in the sun, drunken men (?) were lying here and there in Wuxian Xiaozhu. The only one who survived the disaster, Bai Lizi, cooked hangover soup and porridge with egg flower and lean meat, and pried them up one by one.

"How much wine did we drink last night?" Mr. Baoheng asked dazedly, holding the empty wine jar, with a tired look of overindulgence.

"I don't know." He Xichen and Xie Bi'an were still confused, leaning against each other to support each other.

With a pale face, Liu Ning calmed down for a while before saying, "My wine cellar is half empty."

"Wow." Baoheng Jun gave a meaningless admiration, "We are so good!"

"Fart!" Fan Wujiu lay on the table, his head swollen and aching, "The things on the ground are all done by me and Lao He."

Bai Shu looked at He Xichen in surprise: "I didn't expect my second brother to be so quiet and drink so well."

"So-so." He Xichen was modest without sincerity.

Xie Bi'an said with great admiration: "You are the first person who can drink Fan Wujiu!"

The six people chatted one after another around the stone table, and Bai Jianzi came over with hangover soup and poured them a mouthful, which made them a little more sober.

"Speaking of which, what happened this time, that the two of you were asked to pick him up at the same time?" He Xichen asked after drinking the hangover tea and twirling his temples with one hand.

Fan Wujiu said: "Five days later, there will be a fire in Taiping County that burns countless refugees to death. This kind of situation is the most likely to produce evil spirits, so we have to do it."

He Xichen frowned, looked at Liu Ning with a dignified expression, and asked, "What about the refugees?"

"You don't know? There is a severe drought in the south, all the grains are gone, and many people are in exile. We have been sneaking in these few days." Xie Bi'an said.

"It seems that the disaster victims are hungry, and they are not walking fast, so they haven't arrived here yet." Fan Wujiu ladled the egg porridge slowly, "The government probably blocked the news, so Taiping County, which was not affected by the natural disaster, is still peaceful. "

Mr. Baoheng held the wine jar and looked around. He didn't understand these things, and he also knew that the atmosphere suddenly froze.

"Big Brother, Second Brother." Bai Shu shouted, slowly tightening his hands on his knees, "If there are too many casualties, and the weather is hot, it may cause an epidemic. I have to save people!" He is a doctor, Save lives.

Bai Jianzi patted the back of his hand reassuringly: "I'll go with you too."

"Life and death have fate." Fan Wujiu cast a glance at the young couple, with the indifference in his eyes, "everything has its own laws and principles. If you can save it, you can naturally save it. If you can't save it, it's the time of death." To, don’t go against the sky.”

"Thank you, Sister Fan, for reminding me that Ah Kao knows that she won't do things that are beyond her control." Bai Kaozi said.

He Xichen buried his head and finished the porridge in the bowl, and then said: "How many people can you save with the strength of the two of you? Brother Ning is walking fast, so let's check the movements of the victims first. Baoheng, go and inform the neighbors The ghosts in several counties, ask them to disclose the news to the local government. Baishu Azhao, see how many medicinal materials are still in stock, if not enough, buy them as soon as possible. As for me, I will go to Mengzhi County for a while!"

"I knew you would intervene." Xie Bi'an said with a smile, "Go and do your work, we can't interfere in the affairs of the world, we can only fight from the sidelines."

"Thank you!" He Xichen clasped his fists, "It's not too late, I'll take a step first." After speaking, he turned into a cloud of green smoke and flew towards the city.

"Tsk!" Liu Ning curled her lips, and with a movement, she disappeared in front of everyone.

Mr. Baoheng was stunned by the resoluteness of these two people, he hurriedly drank the porridge, wiped his mouth casually and said, "I'm leaving!"

The bustling Wuxian Xiaozhu suddenly became quiet.

***

In the mansion behind the yamen, Meng Guangling was dealing with the affairs of the day, so absorbed that he didn't realize that someone had quietly appeared in the room.

"My lord." He Xichen called out.

"What's the matter?" Meng Guangling didn't raise his head, he thought it was some servant.

He Xichen knocked on his desktop helplessly: "My lord!"

"Huh?" Meng Guangling raised his head in displeasure, but was startled, "Aren't you the letter seller?"

"My lord, please don't be offended. I came here today to tell you that a large number of disaster victims will flood into Taiping County in the near future." He Xichen cupped his hands and said, "My lord, please make preparations first, so as not to panic the people in the county. Don’t miss out on the rescue of the victims.”

"Uh, uh... you suddenly broke in and said these words, how can I trust you?" Meng Guangling couldn't help being panicked when he heard it at first, but he also wondered why he didn't receive any news if a natural disaster really happened.

He Xichen also knew what he was hesitating for. After weighing several times in his mind, he made up his mind: "Meng Guangling, look at who I am!" As soon as he finished speaking, he changed into that beautiful apricot-clothed girl at night, " Do you see my face?"

Meng Guangling took a deep breath and took three steps back: "You, you are the Great Immortal Fox?!"

He Xichen's teeth were sore: "I am Huang Daxian! I have brought the news, and the lives of thousands of victims are in your hands. Sir, please make a decision early!"

Meng Guangling's heart trembled, he was in a dilemma.

"Guangling, I think this great immortal is upright and won't harm anyone." A dignified woman suddenly walked in from outside the curtain, and gracefully saluted He Xichen, who had recovered into a man's body, "The great immortal has a kind heart, and I can't bear the loss of life." , as a parent officer, you should act decisively. Procrastination will only harm others and yourself."

Meng Guangling hastily greeted him: "Ma'am!"

Han Jiangxue pushed his hand away: "I haven't made any progress!" Lianbu lightly moved, and asked in front of He Xichen, "I don't know the name of the Great Immortal?"

He Xichen laughed and said, "My reputation is like floating clouds to me, so I don't need to talk about it. With my wife here, I feel relieved. Say goodbye, Mr. He!"

After speaking, he disappeared into the house, coming and going without a trace.

***

Thanks to the tip-off of the brothers, the nearby counties were not caught off guard by the influx of victims. Although the process was a little turbulent, no major disturbance was caused.

Standing on the top of the pine tree, He Xichen looked down at the Atractylodes macrocephala and Baizhuzi Qimai Decoction below, feeling a little settled in his mind.

"Old Lu, you are actually willing to help." He glanced at the three translucent figures floating in midair.

The sharp and mean Boss Lu said: "Following behind you to do good deeds does not take the slightest risk, maybe you can still be a half-immortal!"

Lu's second son rubbed his head foolishly: "Mr. He, my elder brother doesn't speak well, so don't take it to heart."

"I understand, I understand." He Xichen was so angry when he thought of his boss that he opened his mouth without opening his mouth.

"Hmph! Don't take advantage of the bastards!" Lu Laosan still hated him for fanning them back into the shrine, and his words were stinging, "It's also He Daxian who is generous and kind, and he is willing to share some soup for us to drink when he eats meat himself. !"

"Miss San, what you say is so frustrating to me!" He Xichen waved his hands and bid farewell, "Guys, I'll go first." He changed back to his original form of a weasel, and ran towards the ancient temple on the lake and mountain among the weeds.

He Xichen remembered that it was around this time that the Wen family came to Heyang Village to settle down and take root. The emaciated scholar who fled famine to the ancient temple was almost the ancestor of an old friend!

There are still 81 years until Su Changqing was born, and 73 years before Wen Zhanhe was born.If he can survive to that time, maybe he can chat with himself!

But maybe it's impossible.He Xichen carefully recalled Qian Cheng's past, and made sure that no weasel had ever entered his dream.Oh, what a pity!

The old monks in the Hushan ancient temple are all soft-hearted and good people. A few of them squeezed into a dilapidated house, and the rest were packed out for the victims of the disaster.At this time, young and middle-aged people were taken out to build houses and houses, and they had to work hard to get food.

He Xichen turned into a human body in front of the temple. As soon as he stepped into the temple, he was surrounded by ragged and skinny children: "Sir! You are here!"

"I don't have any sugar for you today." He Xichen rubbed their heads and smiled, "Isn't Mr. Wen teaching you how to read?"

"The teacher is tired and resting." The group of children rushed to answer, holding his hand and walking forward, and the old people kept saying hello to him along the way.Their aging faces are full of hope for life, no matter how poor or sick, as long as they can survive, they will be able to take root in a piece of barren land, and their children and grandchildren will continue.

Wen Yao's writing is weak and unable to support high-intensity labor, so he stays in the temple to teach.I happened to be taking a rest at the moment, when I saw He Xichen coming over, I quickly stood up: "Mr. He!"

"Brother Jiuren." He Xichen called out, "I'm here to take the pulse of the respected lady."

Wen Yao's wife was eight months pregnant, and when she fled to Taiping County, the fetus in her womb was almost lost. It was he who pulled her back from the gate of hell.

"Qi Yan, come quickly!"

He Qiyan was wiping the bodies of some lonely old people, when he heard his voice, he brushed off the dust on his body, walked over and called, "Mr. He."

"Madam." He Xichen nodded, and stretched out his hand to feel her pulse, "Madam's pulse is stable, there is nothing serious, just don't worry too much."

"That's good, that's good!" Wen Yao let go of the big stone in his heart, and gently stroked He Qiyan's swollen belly.A new life is being bred there, inheriting his and his lover's blood, and continuing their lives.

"After my son was born, please ask Mr. He to name my son. You are his benefactor, please don't refuse." Wen Yao said gratefully.

He Xichen was self-aware of how well he had named his half-bucket of water, so he didn't want to mislead his disciples, so he said vaguely, "Let's talk again." Then he walked away to follow up with the elders in the temple, and then went to the back mountain to look for Liu rather.

Liu Ning doesn't like mortals, living with them these few days is also embarrassing for him.

The scenery of the back mountain remains the same, but the broken wall is now neatly built with bricks, and the gravel is swept aside, which no longer looks like a deserted place.Liu Ning sat cross-legged on it, saw He Xichen approaching slowly, and asked, "Are you finally free?"

"I've never been busy." He Xichen jumped up and said with a smile, "The world is in a hurry, but I take it easy."

Liu Ning scoffed coldly: "Fart!"

"Brother Ning, practice speaking."

"Exactly! Master Liu has such a temper, no woman would like it!" But he saw Xie Bian and Fan Wujiu coming around the corner, dressed in black and white ghost uniforms, holding the banner of calling for life, and chains and shackles around their waists.

"Why aren't you wearing Hu suits? I look pretty."

"Isn't this here to do business? At least it's decent."

He Xichen frowned.

Fan Wujiu pouted his mouth in the temple: "At midnight tonight, the temple is full of 23 lives, and Lao Xie and I will pick them up."