He Xichen [Quick Transmigration]

As the Lantern Festival is approaching, the Qizhi Hall opens another gold test. The heroes of the rivers and lakes gather in the noisy street of Wasi, tacitly competing in secret.The Yamen's catchers also got busy, patrolling the streets day and night to maintain law and order, and they would be terrified if there was a disturbance, for fear that their salary at the end of the month would not be guaranteed.

Today Cai Tutou took a few of his subordinates to wander around as usual, and came to the flower street in Yichun Building.Drinking alcohol is the easiest way to cause trouble, coupled with the scourge of beauty, it will be strange if it can subside. There are still drunks crying in broad daylight, but they are submerged in the endless music.

Cai Butou was gnawing on a big white steamed bun, while the other hand was holding a waist knife all the time, his shrewd eyes swept around, and suddenly saw two black shadows passing by the roof, white tiles and black walls, without making a sound or leaving a trace. trace.

"Fuck it! Dare to come to my place to act wild!" Catcher Cai was so angry that he stuffed the steamed buns into his mouth, and regardless of the poor martial arts skills of the little catchers, a kite turned over and stepped on the roof, and chased after him.

Lin Baixiao struggled to follow behind He Xichen, and when he saw Cai Butou rushing towards him with a fierce look on his face, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

"The head catcher probably thought we were going to do something wrong. Lin Benefactor, I know the way, so you don't have to worry, and explain it clearly to him." He Xichen finished speaking to him, stepped on his feet, and moved a little faster.

Dry!

The lightness skills that Lin Baixiao was so proud of were not worth mentioning in front of this monk. Seeing the figure with the little white hair on his back walking away, he could only gradually back down when he was depressed.

"Who are you?!"

The people in the yamen... have to cheer up and deal with it...

The corner of Lin Baixiao's mouth was raised again, and he turned his head and cupped his hands with a smile on his face: "This official—"

The wind in Lin'an is full of the fragrance of rouge and wine, the red color of powder is floating in the river, and the fragrance of liquor is waving from the wine flag.

"Bao Jing, how do I remember that Lin'an was not so noisy ten years ago?" Lin Hexi hugged He Xichen's neck, leaned on his shoulder, and asked softly in his ear.

He Xichen smiled and said, "Do you still remember what happened ten years ago?...Does your eyes hurt? Tell me the truth."

"Haha, it felt a bit like a fire at first, but now it's just a small thing."

"It must be very painful." He Xichen turned his head and looked at Lin Hexi, whose face was covered with blood, with a serious expression, but he smiled when he said it, "Little girls don't like you when you go out like this."

"Hey, there are people who like a bald mirror, and there must be people who like a blind man." Lin Hexi seemed to be joking.

He Xichen frowned, and said in a deep voice, "Unfortunately, I don't like it very, very, very much!"

Lin Hexi muffled, "You're not a little girl."

"Oh, what about Xiaohua? Xiaohua will beat you to death. Don't rely on me, I hate trouble the most—" He Xichen jumped off the roof, and the words "Huishengtang" hung in front of the medical hall. , There was a strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine inside, and the doctors kept busy.

"So, I won't let you go blind!"

He Chunwei was nearly forty years old. A few days ago, he went to the mountains to collect herbs and broke a leg.Fortunately, there are many doctors in Huisheng Hall and enough manpower, so he can hide in the attic for a rest.A cup of old tea is brewing on the table, the bamboo reclining chair is swaying, and the sunlight in front of the window is cut into dust of countless photons.

"The big shopkeeper! A tricky guy is coming! Come down quickly!"

He Chunwei was so terrified by the howling, he trembled, and then he recruited a few apprentices to carry him downstairs.

"Who? Who?" He looked straight at Lin Hexi, who was sitting cross-legged in the center of the hospital bed, "Baizi? That's strange." But he frowned again, "What's wrong with his eyes?"

But he heard the bald monk next to him say: "It took about three cups of tea to hit the 'Unseen' in Southern Xinjiang. I have sealed his meridian, which can keep him safe for an hour. Now I will leave it to the master. "

He Chunwei was amazed at his meticulousness, put his finger on Lin Hexi's meridians, raised his eyes and saw the oily face of Xiao Baimao, and said, "Did you wipe his eyes with oil? Very good, if you use water, it may burn his eyes." Binocular. Monk, do you still know medicine?"

"It's just fur."

"What do you think?" He Chunwei withdrew his hand, lifted his broken right leg onto Lin Hexi's bed, and said with a smile, "You should have a plan in mind."

He Xichen rubbed Lin Hexi's head comfortingly, and said, "Sir, there should be a solution."

Those little apprentices couldn't understand what kind of charade the two were playing, so they saw the shopkeeper of his family and said, "Zhizheng acupoint."

"Old man's point." The unusually born monk answered.

He Chun smiled more meaningfully: "Yanggu point."

"Houxi Cave."

"Sizhu hole."

"Four white points."

The two spoke a sentence each, talking about a dozen acupoints before slowly stopping.

"Wonderful!" He Chunwei clapped his hands happily and said, "What's your name? My name is He Chunwei, and I'm the shopkeeper of Huishengtang. I've hit it off with you this time, and I want to invite you to drink two glasses of turbid wine."

He Xichen clasped his hands together: "The poor monk's Dharma name is Baojing, and his common name is He Xichen. He and the shopkeeper are considered to be in the same family."

"Haha!" He Chun rolled up his sleeves slightly, "Come on! After waiting for such a long time, his poisonous blood should have been driven to the cheek car acupoint by your true energy, so it's time to bleed!"

"Of course." He Xichen said, "If you don't mind, the poor monk can help."

"Then why are you being polite? This little white hair's injury is not simple, and it might be dangerous and unpredictable to administer the needle alone. If you come here to find me, I'm afraid you can't handle it by yourself." He blew his beard as he said, "Hey! Turned out to be me helping you?"

He Xichen couldn't help laughing and said, "Please don't blame the shopkeeper."

He Chunwei didn't take it to heart. Doctors and their parents think it's always a good thing to save one more person.

"Xiao Zhou, go prepare two sets of silver needles!"

……

When Lu Weixi walked into the Huisheng Hall with He Wu and He Shiqing on his back, many medicine boys in the hall were decocting medicine. The patients in the Huisheng Hall were not only ordinary people, but also people from the Jianghu who licked their blood.Gods and ghosts came to treat them, and demons and Buddhas also came to treat them. After entering this gate, there are only sick people and nothing else.This is one of the reasons why Huishengtang is famous all over the world.

"Where's Bao Jing and my brother?" He Shiqing glanced around anxiously, but she couldn't stand still because she didn't see any familiar figures.

"That monk's lightness kung fu is as fast as thunder, so he should have arrived earlier than us." Shen Mingjing, who followed him inexplicably, swaggered in, and shouted when he reached the counter, "Has a monk come here before?"

Uncle Fu, the accountant who was clattering his abacus on the counter, raised his eyelids and gave him a cold look, and said, "This place is only responsible for treating diseases and saving lives. Please go to another place to find someone."

After finishing the last calculation, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh.It's terrible, the profit is getting less and less, and the big shopkeeper is too good at making money. If this continues, Huishengtang will not be able to sustain it.

Uncle Fu was worrying when a silver ingot slapped in front of him: "Is it enough?" He frowned fiercely, shook his head forcefully, and said still: "I don't know."

Shen Mingjing felt relieved for a moment, and took another silver ingot. Seeing that the cashier still looked soft and hard, he suddenly became angry, turned from embarrassment into anger, and was also a little puzzled.

When going down the mountain, the master clearly said that if you can't handle things, you can spend money, which will surely make people let go.It is true that he has been walking all the way, why can't it work here?

"Shen Shaoxia, what are you doing?" He Wu asked strangely.

"It has nothing to do with you!" Shen Mingjing blushed angrily, and his tone was fierce, scaring He Wu back a step.

He Shiqing was not afraid, and walked up to the accountant and saluted: "Old man, did a monk and a white-haired boy come here before, both tall and handsome, and the little white-haired boy hurt his eyes... …they are my relatives and I am really worried that they cannot be found.”

As she spoke, she couldn't hold back her tears for a while, and after wiping away the tears indiscriminately, she looked eagerly at the old accountant with red circles.

Uncle Fu drooped his eyelids, as if he was thinking about the authenticity of her words. After a while, he pointed in one direction slowly, and then continued to settle the score: "Over there, go and find it yourself, be quiet, and don't disturb other people. .”

He Shiqing thanked him gratefully, and hurriedly ran towards the direction he pointed.Shen Mingjing snorted coldly, Lu Weixi and He Wu blushed and stuffed half of the bank notes back into their arms, and followed her pace.

The three of them had either been raised in deep boudoirs since they were young, or had never been out of the mountains. After all, it was the first time they went out, so they thought that everything should be solved with money.They are not short of money, ask Lusser for a tael of silver, and a meal costs a hundred taels, and they sprinkle money all the way, just like sprinkling salt grains, they don't know how distressed they are.

Huishengtang used to be a row of clean and bright rooms. Once acupuncture or leg sawing or hand sawing is needed, it is a simple small operating room.Several clumps of emerald bamboo are planted in the courtyard, and the shadow of the sun shines through the leaves, shining on the ground like broken water.

He Shiqing looked through the doors one by one, the mahogany smoked with wormwood exuded a quiet fragrance, but it disturbed her even more.

"Miss Xiaohua." Lu Weixi caught up from behind, "Calm down!"

"Calm down!" He Shiqing said angrily out of control, "That's my brother! What if he's blind?"

She stood on tiptoe to look at the scene inside the door, but she didn't see the familiar bald head and little white hair, so she couldn't help feeling even more tense.Bao Jing, Wu Zheng, where are you?

The door at the end of the road suddenly opened, and the gray robe swept across the threshold. He Xichen leaned over tiredly to support an elegant middle-aged man, but looked gently at He Shiqing's direction: "Little Hua'er, child You can't swear."

He Shiqing's eyes were sore all of a sudden, sobbing, she ran over and hugged him tightly: "Bao Jing! How's Wu Zheng?"

"It's okay, don't be afraid." He Xichen was staggered by her, and lovingly rubbed her hair, "That kid's life is precious, and how many medicinal materials I have consumed in the past 20 years, no matter what happens, he will be fine." All my hard work was not in vain.”

On the bed in the house, Lin Wuzheng's eyes were wrapped with a layer of white cloth. Hearing He Shiqing's voice, he asked, "Little Hua'er crying? Haha!"

When He Shiqing heard this, she came out of He Xichen's arms in embarrassment, and ran into the house angrily, "I was blinded by the sand!"

"Yes, yes, it is what you say." Lin Hexi had just been pierced with a few big holes, and every bone in his body felt sore. At this time, he looked helpless and indulgent, without any pain. .

"You laugh so disgustingly!"

"Damn it! I still think you cry too badly!"

The two were chattering directly in front of the bed, obviously one of them was unbearably sad and the other was sweating coldly in pain, but as long as they were together, they couldn't bear to let the other worry.

He Chun held his cane slightly, and seeing them enjoying themselves happily, he stroked his beard and asked with a smile, "Your child?"

He Xichen smiled: "Well, my child."

"Master Baojing!" Lu Weixi strode up to the two of them, peeked into the room, and felt relieved knowing that Lin Hexi was fine.

"It's safe and sound, don't worry." He Xichen gestured towards the timid He Wu, and looked at the stinky Shen Mingjing in surprise, "Mingjing young man, why are you here?"

The long sword in Shen Mingjing's hand turned in a circle and stood in front of his body: "I'll pay you back for the medicine, and let's learn from each other by the way!"

Lu Weixi stood in front of He Xichen directly: "Master Baojing was hurt just now, and it is not suitable to fight again. I will fight with you!"

He knew that the monk didn't think his Chinese was weak, and was even strong enough to press him to the ground and rub him.But it doesn't work that way.Lu Weixi said that he wanted to protect this monk, so he couldn't be ignored because of the unreasonable reason that he was very strong.

"Little friend Weixi, you are so different from that unscrupulous great-grandfather of yours!" If Lu Ziyuan were here, he would have slipped away, clapping and booing while eating melon seeds.He Xichen put his shoulders on his shoulders, and said with a smile: "The poor monk still has a little strength, so let's go eat West Lake vinegar fish together after cleaning him up."

Shen Mingjing heard him utter wild words, the long sword hadn't been drawn out of its sheath, and suddenly his shoulder felt a pain, and he drew the sword intently, but was pushed back again and again by the invisible force.

Over there, He Xichen picked another bamboo leaf casually, and said loudly: "Young Man of the Mirror, be careful." Then he shot out the bamboo leaf in his hand, and the soft and edgeless leaf galloped away like a hidden weapon shining with cold light.

Shen Mingjing never thought that plucking flowers and flying leaves could hurt people. He only had time to one side of his body, and the hair on his cheek was cut off and fell on the corridor.

Beads of sweat flowed down his forehead drop by drop, and at that moment he felt a sense of urgency that he had never felt before, but he was powerless to resist.

"You and I are more than ten feet apart now, and one foot is ten years, little hero, go practice for another 100 years and come fight me again!" He Xichen patted the stunned Lu Weixi on the shoulder, and said, "Let's go!" , to eat West Lake vinegar fish! Xiaohua, Miss He, and Mr. Chunwei—"

"He Baojing, so your martial arts are so good?" He Chunwei suddenly exclaimed and laughed loudly, "Brother, I have something I want to delay you to do!"

He Xichen was puzzled and asked, "What's the matter?"

"July [-]th, the big lotus pod in the middle of the ten-mile lotus pond in Wuxiang Temple, I have been thinking about it for a long time!"