He Xichen [Quick Transmigration]

After listening to Lin Baixiao's book, Lin Hexi was finally satisfied, and when He Xichen had sold out the vegetables, he happily went home with a pole and an empty vegetable basket.

Yuhu Village is a bit poor, but the mountains and rivers are beautiful, and the people seem to be piled up with the aura of the mountains and rivers. All of them are pretty and beautiful.

"Sister Cuicui's handkerchief today is really beautiful."

"Did Sister Liu use new rouge, it seems to add three points of color!"

"... Bao Jing? Bao Jing went to buy books."

Then the little girls scattered and chased to the study.

Lin and the rhinoceros laughed mischievously, humming a little tune and jumping up and down three times.Although this treasure mirror does not have Wanzhang Hongchen in its heart, it is born with a pair of fragrant skins, so it is no wonder Wanzhang Hongchen came to the door by itself.Amitabha, good and good!

He recited a few Buddhist mantras insincerely, smiled and pushed open the gate of the temple, facing him with a slap in the face.

Lin Hexi smiled, and with five fingers shaped like eagle claws, he dragged out the thief hiding behind the door, and then with a stance of Chengjing Finger, he quickly tapped the person's acupoints.

He Shiqing froze on the spot immediately, her dark eyes widening angrily.

"The 370th fifth time, I won again." Lin Hexi winked and grimaced, making the little flower girl gnash her teeth like a sinister arhat statue in a side hall.

Biansheng Lin Hexi is also a ruthless master, carrying a shoulder pole out of shape, pulling out the bamboo chopsticks from her bun and throwing them into the grass, causing her black hair to scatter around her neck in a mess.

He Shiqing gritted her teeth, but Lin Hexi sighed and tied her hair up again, took out a gilt silver hairpin from her bosom, and scolded, "Grandma Xiao Hua, look at me. How kind of you, you still want to hit me when I bought you a present! An unfamiliar white-eyed wolf!" He insisted on paying back the lesson he had received in the morning.

He patted He Shiqing's round cheek: "Bao Jing will be back soon, just wait here!"

When He Xichen came up from the bottom of the mountain with a bag of books on his shoulders, he saw a figure as immobile as a mountain standing in front of the temple gate, with his waist bent and his posture in a somewhat awkward position.Taking a closer look, it was He Shiqing who was so pitiful that he was about to cry.

"Been tapped by that brat Wu Zheng again?" He went over to undo her acupuncture point with his finger, and He Shiqing's face immediately sank, twisted her sore shoulder, and said viciously: "Next time, I must hang him with a rope." On the beam!"

The two are childhood sweethearts, and the bamboo chopsticks stuck in the bun on their heads are still the same pair, but they have never been matched.When they were young, they could roll in the mud for an hour just to grab a piece of candy. Obviously there were other candies, but they just accepted their death and refused to give in to each other.When they were tired from tossing themselves, He Xichen also boiled the hot water, and the two little mud monkeys were driven into the bathtub, and they could rub their hands and bicker at the same time across the room.

He Xichen outside the door could only cover his ears and study the scriptures.

Since he was a child, he has long been used to the way the two children get along with each other. If one day they fall in love with each other, it will be the scariest thing.At this time, when he heard He Shiqing's angry words, he was not afraid to applaud and add to the confusion: "Oh, what aspirations!"

Lin Hexi scolded angrily from the door: "Bao Jing, do you dare to speak human words!"

The two looked at each other, covered their mouths and laughed.

The evening twilight sprinkled on the vegetable beds in the courtyard of Kuchan Temple, and the whole courtyard was filled with warm orange sunset glow.Lin Hexi set up the table and benches, and He Shiqing happened to bring out a plate of fried pork belly with asparagus and a plate of rapeseed with garlic from the kitchen.

"Let me try." Lin Hexi picked up a piece of fresh and tender asparagus with chopsticks and put it in his mouth without any politeness, and immediately hissed from being scalded.

"It deserves it! Why don't you go to help Baojing light up the fire if you have time to eat secretly!" He Shiqing patted away the chopsticks that he approached again, turned around and went to the kitchen to bring a bowl of non-spicy mapo tofu.

The three of them ate dinner in the yard in the still light of the day, He Xichen didn't eat meat and only ate vegetarian dishes, leaving the rest for the two children to grow up.

When they were young, they asked him why he didn’t eat meat. Hey, he inherited his identity, and the poor monk is also a monk. He just eats the three clean meats, and he still has to abide by the rules and regulations that should be observed.

"Aren't we monks?" asked the little ghost heads.

He Xichen put down the scriptures in his hands, and said seriously, "When you grow up, you can decide what you want to do." As a result, Lin Hexi didn't have a shaved head, and He Shiqing became a little nun before she was a child.

Just like ordinary kids, these two also like to pester He Xichen with questions.One asked why the sun was white, and the other asked why the moon was yellow.Well, the atmosphere, scattering, and the wavelength of photons, He Xichen said everything he knew.

Lin Hexi seemed to understand but half understood, and was so dazed, He Shiqing asked again: "Why does the moon keep following me?"

"Nonsense! It obviously followed me!" Lin Hexi didn't care about light quantum anymore, and quarreled with Miss Hua again.

Now that He Xichen thinks about it, he still can't help but curl the corners of his mouth.

"Bao Jing, what are you laughing at?" He Shiqing asked.

He Xichen blinked his eyes, and said: "I remember when I was young, two idiots competed to drink porridge. They drank eight or nine bowls and refused to admit defeat. In the end, they were so full that they couldn't stand up straight, and they lay on the kang and hummed."

Lin Hexi let out a "wow" in an instant, frowned and said seriously: "I drank eleven bowls at that time, and I won!"

"Heh, is yours called a bowl? Half a bowl is too much!" He Shiqing retorted unceremoniously.

The two of them quarreled again in an instant, and He Xichen calmly scooped up a spoonful of tofu, turning a blind eye.

Amitabha, good is good.

At the time of You, desolate bells and drums sounded from Kuchan Temple.The watermelon soaked in the well water for a whole day was cold and sweet. The three of them each held a large piece of watermelon, soaked their feet in hot water, lined up, and sat in the yard listening to the wind and admiring the stars.

"There's something wrong with Lin Baixiao this morning." Lin Hexi said suddenly after spitting out watermelon seeds.

"What's wrong?" He Xichen asked with a smile.

Lin Hexi raised his soaked red feet, stepped on the side of the wooden basin, and said, "The richest person in our small place is the horseman from Majiazhuang, and I am the most handsome. Is it okay for a handsome man?"

He Shiqing heard him boasting, and almost covered his face with the melon rind in her hand: "Can I have some face?"

Seeing He Xichen's half-smile, Lin Hexi coughed, and finally became serious: "The most strange thing is that he, a martial artist, appeared in this small place for no reason, and he babbled Tell us so many secrets of the world, if you don't have evil intentions, could it be that you are in a hurry?"

"You didn't ask him first, and he didn't respond to his questions and answers?" He Xichen complained for Lin Baixiao, "Besides, what kind of Jianghu secrets is this? It's just gossip at best. I think he speaks well It is well-organized and fascinating, except for a few descriptions that are non-existent, it is a bit better than the storyteller in the teahouse."

"Does he have to answer if I ask him!" Lin Hexi jumped up, "People in the Jianghu are violent, fierce, and desperate. How can there be such a good talker? They must have evil intentions!"

He Shiqing suddenly let out an "oh hoo", and sneered with squinted eyes: "I don't know how you know that the world is like this?"

Lin Hexi blushed: "What was written in the book, what the storyteller told, and what was dreamed in, which one is not like this!" He Xichen sat down with his head pressed before he finished speaking. down.

"Your old man is really thinking day and night about going out into the rivers and lakes!" He Xichen asked curiously after eating the last bite of watermelon, "Since you think he has evil intentions, why did you take the initiative to provoke him?"

Lin Hexi embarrassedly stirred the cool water in the wooden basin with his feet: "Hey, if you really encounter some conspiracies and tricks, and take the opportunity to catch the mastermind behind the disaster of the martial arts, wouldn't it be wonderful!" Relying on He Xichen by his side, he developed unbridled self-confidence.

The relying He Xichen and the little girl looked at each other, and said in unison: "Go and live your spring and autumn dream!"

At night, an oil lamp is lit in the meditation room of Kuchan Temple, and the faint fragrance of sandalwood permeates the air.

Lin Hexi thought for a long time, and finally hesitantly dropped the black chess piece.The clear sound caused He Xichen to open his eyelids while he was twisting the Buddha beads and closed his eyes. After only one glance, he took a white ball and dropped it on the intersection of the vertical and horizontal lines. Then he closed his eyes again and breathed and breathed without distraction.

"..." Lin Hexi pursed his lips and looked at the chessboard, undecided, his face was no longer as relaxed as usual.

Sitting cross-legged on the futon, He Shiqing went through the "Tao Dian" mental method once, then slowly opened his eyes, saw that he was still struggling, and teased: "Stinky chess basket, it's hard for Bao Jing to be able to play chess with you .”

Lin Hexi stretched out his hand, and warned in a muffled voice: "Watching chess without talking is a real gentleman."

He Shiqing snorted for a moment, stopped talking to tease him, and closed his eyes to familiarize himself with the method.

After about a stick of incense, Lin and Xi finally played black.He Xichen touched a white piece as usual, before he looked at the chessboard, suddenly his ear moved slightly, his finger bent and flicked, the chess piece pierced through the tiles of the roof with the force of the wind, and hit the Tanzhong acupoint of the person on the roof, only heard a sound With a muffled hum, he rolled down the eaves.

He Xichen lowered his eyes again as if nothing had happened.

Lin Hexi, who was taken aback, slammed the table and stood up: "Damn it! You came to the Kuchan Temple as a thief!" He Shiqing also yelled angrily: "Don't die!" The two rushed When he went outside, he saw a big man in brocade robes slumped to the ground, unable to move.

"Lin Baixiao?!" Lin Hexi was startled, then glared, "You really are not a good guy!"

He Shiqing frowned: "Lin Baixiao..."

Lin Baixiao, who was groaning in pain, tried to attack the Qinglengyuan acupoint at the elbow, but his true energy collapsed thousands of miles away, as if encountering an impenetrable city.

I really misjudged myself, what's wrong with the world's experts who like to sell vegetables?That's fun!With eyes that don't recognize gold inlaid with jade, he deserves to be stumbled!

He Xichen's voice came from inside the room: "Help Benefactor Lin relieve the acupoint."

"What if he runs away?" He Shiqing asked worriedly.

"Dare to run, next time I will order Tianding acupoint." He Xichen's light words made Lin Baixiao, who was stiff, break into cold sweat instantly.

The Tianding acupoint is located on the side of the neck, according to the finger strength and accuracy of the monk just now, it is inevitable that he will die completely, even He Chunwei from Huishengtang will not be able to save him.

After hearing this, He Shiqing felt relieved, and poked Lin Baixiao's body with her finger. After trying it two or three times, she still couldn't unlock the acupuncture point, and instead made her body sore from tossing.

"Oh! Why is your Chengjing finger still so useless!" Lin Hexi pushed her away in disgust, and with [-] points of finger strength, he was able to undo He Xichen's flick of the finger lightly.

Lin Baixiao immediately relaxed his body, and was about to run away, but He Xichen's warning sounded in his ears, and he stopped abruptly.

When Lin Hexi and He Shiqing saw his frightened look, they looked at each other with a tacit smile, then clasped their hands together, lowered their eyebrows and lowered their eyes, seemingly courteous, but actually gloating: "Benefactor, please!"

Lin Baixiao patted the dust off his body, clasped his fists and smiled when he entered the room, "I'm bothering Master Baojing."

This worldly expert looks young, but his internal strength is strong, he must be quite old, and he really has the skills to keep his face!

He Xichen's eyes were half-closed, and he suppressed his sleepiness and said: "Benefactor, why do you want to come to Kuchan Temple to be a gentleman on Liang, and just tell me to come in honestly, wouldn't it be good?"

Lin Baixiao said with embarrassment: "Your Majesty, I have made my own decisions and made a fool of myself in front of Master Baojing."

"It's really a shame." He Shiqing said abruptly.

"Tsk! Xiaohua, please be more tactful!" Lin Hexi gently bumped her shoulder.

Lin Baixiao was so squeezed that he could only apologize, but he saw the head of the monk on the stone bed bit by bit, as if he had fallen asleep.His mind came alive in an instant, and just as he was about to run away after rubbing oil on the soles of his feet, he heard three words sleepily from an expert outside the world: "Tianding acupoint."

"Just tell me straight up, boy, what do you want to do here?" He Xichen propped his elbows on the chessboard and his temples, his eyelids were half closed, his body was so slack that there were flaws all over his body.

Lin Baixiao didn't dare to act rashly, and lowered his head slightly in fear and awe, and replied: "Master Baojing, I don't mean anything malicious."

"Oh?" He Xichen didn't move, and there was no emotion in his tone.

Lin Baixiao shook his hands, and continued, "It's very offensive for an unknown person who works under the door of Shimono Qizhi Pavilion to visit tonight."

"No wonder..." Lin Hexi muttered, no wonder this person knew everything about the Qizhi Pavilion like the back of his hand.

But He Xichen smiled slightly, and joked, "Qizhiguan Rue Xianglang is a nobody, and the Huashan School rookie who has risen to fame can only be regarded as unknown."

Lin Baixiao's legs went limp, and he immediately bowed and asked respectfully, "May I ask who is Senior?"

There are a total of eight Yun Xianglang in the Qizhi Pavilion, who are in charge of the news and intelligence of "Jianghu" and "Imperial Court".

Their martial arts are high or low, but one thing is absolute, that is, they can deal with each other, they can get acquainted with dog-legged ruffians, and they can also chat with literati.Generally speaking, he talks about people when he sees people, and talks about people when he sees ghosts.

Back then, Xian Fangping was obsessed with Yun Xianglang. Just to find out the life of her deceased master, Xian Fangping risked his life. His gossip and professionalism made people admire him.Lu Ziyuan was still afraid that the world would not be chaotic, and he was almost not poisoned to death by the Gu worm released by Xian Fangping.

He Xichen held the chess jar in his palm, and played with a few white pieces with one hand. Lin Baixiao was terrified when he saw Guanghua's restrained black pupils.

"Don't be nervous. The poor monk only dealt with you a long, long time ago. He hasn't been out of the rivers and lakes for a long time, so he doesn't know the world." He chuckled and asked, "Which line are you in charge of?"

People had to bow their heads under the eaves. Lin Baixiao was in a dilemma for less than three seconds, and replied honestly: "I am in charge of the line of old man Xuanji. I heard that old man Xuanji passed by Kuchan Temple, so I came here to visit. .”

"Cut! Your museum owner's bad taste is really passed down from generation to generation!" He Xichen frowned in disgust, and even found out about me. "Next time you want to come, come in through the main entrance. I am timid, have a bad temper, and poor martial arts, so I can easily miss it. If I accidentally hit your Tianding acupoint, it will be very difficult to save you."

"...Yes!" Cold sweat dripped from Lin Baixiao's forehead.

"Where will this year's Lantern Meditation be held?"

The Lantern Festival is the most grand event in Buddhism. It is held only once every ten years. It includes worshiping Buddha, chanting scriptures, fasting and taking baths, and there is also the most watched part of debating scriptures. Battle to fame.The well-known Yulang monk Wuyun monk in the Jianghu was the winner of the Lantern meditation meeting ten years ago.

Lin Baixiao naturally knew about such a grand event, so he hurriedly said: "The Chuandeng Zen Meeting will be held at the Wuxiang Temple in Lin'an Prefecture on the fifteenth day of the seventh lunar month. If seniors want to go, it's best to start now."

He secretly raised his eyes to look at the bald monk sitting cross-legged on the futon, the dim light shrouded him, and there was a sense of majestic and austere abstinence.

Although he is not as good as Yulang monk, he has a strong character.

When Lin Baixiao was in a state of confusion, he suddenly saw He Xichen glance at him with a smile that was not a smile, his eyes were full of playful smiles, not like an unfathomable expert, but like... like a mountain in the black rain Ghost, gorgeous and bizarre.Lin Baixiao thought to himself that he was really in a daze, and he was still so out of tune now, no wonder the owner said that the eight of them were outside, and the first one to reveal their secrets or die was the one who didn't think twice about it except him.

He was dizzy and walked to the foot of the mountain before he came back to his senses. He narrowly escaped and recovered his life, but his curiosity was throbbing violently.

For the people in the Qizhi Pavilion, gossip is their greatest nature.

Lin Baixiao quickly took out the "Journey to the Rivers and Lakes" in his arms, and wrote: "... I saw the smoke billowing, and a figure suddenly appeared in the bamboo shadows. Purple walking clothes, a dragon bone white jade belt around the waist, it turns out to be the owner of this place - Your Excellency the Dragon God!"

He wrote vigorously and wrote down the inspiration before he let out a long sigh of relief.This "Journey to the Rivers and Lakes" is his darling. When he resigns one day, he will concentrate on writing books, and then go to the teahouse to tell stories, only talking about his own books!

As for this old man, he will definitely visit again.

***

The next day, when the morning light shone through the window sill, He Xichen woke up leisurely. Without Lin and Xi making trouble, he always felt that he was in a particularly happy mood this morning, and maybe something good would happen.

As usual, he put a stick of incense on the old monk, and then climbed up the bell tower to ring the bell.When He Shiqing came out of the house sleepily, Lin Hexi was already brushing her teeth by the well, beside which was a basin of clean water that had been drawn for her.

The white dew on the grass leaves had not been dried by the sun, and each one was crystal clear, falling into the soil around He Xichen's clothes.

"Hurry up!" he yelled, and opened the temple door, and just lifted his foot, but put it back.

In front of the door lay a young man in brocade clothes, his face was covered with dust, his left hand was cut open, and blood was oozing out, it seemed that he was hunted down to this point.

... Seeing blood early in the morning is really not a sign of good things happening.

He Xichen glanced at the unsheathed Miao Dao that he was holding tightly in his hand, and knelt down to wipe off the dirt on his face. He was a fair and handsome young man.

Why does this person look familiar?