He Xichen [Quick Transmigration]

The so-called Longjian is actually a temple. There is a wooden barrel upside down next to the well beside the Bell and Drum Tower, and there is a big tree stump under the Bodhi tree. Nineteen straight lines are drawn from the top of the hook, and black and white chess pieces are scattered around.

"I accidentally found a fragment of "Arsenal of Immortal Machines" many years ago. This is an episode in the book." Zhuang Buzhou glanced at He Xichen who was looking down in thought, and said with a smile, "He Er, what are you thinking?"

He Xichen just felt that the scene in front of him was a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before, and couldn't think about it, he just shook his head and said, "It's nothing." He raised his eyes, but saw Zhuang Buzhou staring at him with interest.

"I really, the more I look at you, the more beautiful, cute, and beautiful I feel, and I want to get close to you." Zhuang Buzhou frivolously lifted He Xichen's chin with the thin silver pipe in his hand, and leaned forward slightly, The long hair on the shoulders fell down one after another, and the ends of the hair brushed against the chessboard on the tree stump.

He Xichen raised his eyebrows, pushed Fuchen away with one hand, and lifted the opponent's chin with the other hand, and said affectionately: "Long Er is also very handsome!"

"Hahahaha!" The two laughed loudly at the same time, picked up the blue and white jug at hand and touched it.There is only one dragon on this mountain, and there is no one to drink with him on weekdays. There are no wine glasses, but there are many wine jars and jugs.

Playing chess in the courtyard, the cool breeze is blowing, except for the occasional sound of chess falling, there is only the sound of the wind blowing the leaves.This is Zhuang Buzhou's territory, even snakes, rats and ants dare not offend him.

The more He Xichen and Zhuang Buzhou confront each other, the more surprised they feel.The chess styles of the two are exactly the same, and the way of attack and defense is the same, as if they are fighting with another self.

"Are you here alone, and you don't want to go down the mountain?" He asked while thinking about the chess strategy with one mind and two minds.

"I have walked through the mountains and rivers of Wuzhou a long time ago. The battle between immortals and demons a hundred years ago-you were not born at that time-I just happened to go to the blood cave in the demon realm, and there was an ugly lizard in it who dared to call itself a dragon. I was furious I took his skin off, cut his flesh and bones, and made a white jade belt out of his spine." Zhuang Buzhou recalled the past with a casual look, and suddenly sneered, "At that time, Ming Cang and I Dao fought in and out of the Demon Realm, gnawed at the snow table mat, and he swore that he would never accept an apprentice in his life, but in the end——but he didn't know who He Er was in front of him?"

He Xichen didn't hear his master talk about this past, so he couldn't help laughing and said: "Then we still have a relationship."

"Hey, Ming Cang and I have nothing to do with each other. The old man cultivated "Tai Shang Wang Qing" so ruthlessly, boringly and boringly. If he can accept you as his apprentice, he must have stepped out of his magic barrier. " Zhuang Buzhou was a little relieved, and said with a smile, "Old man, I only have a relationship with you, He Er. "

He Xichen raised his head and blinked: "Sansheng is lucky."

The two talked back and forth between each other, and they chatted happily, from Jianzong Lianjianping when Cicada Feather was talking to Shiyu's Leiyin Temple Lotus Terrace, and of course they had to tease the sparsely populated Zuowangfeng And the Jixia Academy in stark contrast.

"This year's Golden Terrace Ceremony will still be presided over by that kid Qin Danyou?" Zhuang Buzhou asked.

He Xichen replied: "Old Qin has already handed over this matter to his disciples, and he has gone off to enjoy himself."

"How do I remember that when I passed by Jixia Academy last time, he was still a little boy, and now he is also accepting apprentices?" The old man who didn't know the world had a look of emotion.

"When was the last time you saw him?"

Zhuang Buzhou counted with his fingers: "Only more than 100 years ago, at that time, he was still a rebellious little scholar. , risking life and forgetting to die, and dared to break into the Demon Realm alone by relying on one's own strength."

Back then, Jixia Academy defeated two great Confucian scholars in the battle between immortals and demons, and people were panicked and turbulent. Fortunately, Qin Danyou, who had made many military exploits, rose strongly and comforted many students.

He Xichen shook his head and laughed, "Old Qin boasted in front of me and Da Ion."

Zhuang Buzhou dropped a chess piece and said: "He is qualified to blow a sentence or two."

"That big ion is his apprentice?"

"Ha, speaking of it, I was the one who abducted Da Ion into cultivating immortals!" He Xichen suddenly snorted triumphantly, and seeing Zhuang Buzhou's puzzled expression, he talked about the encounter back then.

After hearing this, Zhuang Buzhou couldn't help laughing, and said: "He'er, if you hide from the rain, wouldn't you miss such a stupid and stupid student."

"Yes, yes." He Xichen also laughed.

"But I can't bear to let my good He'er go to the rain again." Zhuang Buzhou said, a red umbrella with black bones suddenly appeared in his hand. , "Thunder and rain, listen to my orders, I don't need it myself, so I will give it to you."

This thing is made of the tailbone and nape skin of an ugly lizard, and it is indestructible.Being idle and bored, he also drew a few formations on the umbrella surface, which were all Lingbao first-level fetishes, but according to Zhuang Buzhou, they could only be used to cover the rain and snow.

He Xichen pursed his lower lip. With his eyesight, he could see that the umbrella was unusual, and the hospitality was hard to refuse. He could only take off the jade pendant on his belt and said: "The next poor Taoist priest has nothing but this jade , although it is an ordinary jade pendant in the world, it has been with me for a long time. It has been cultivated for many years, and it is considered a good piece of jade. I give it to Long Er today, and I have the right to return it."

Zhuang Buzhou lowered his head and laughed: "What are the ink stains!" He threw the umbrella into He Xichen's arms, stretched out his long hand, and brought back the jade pendant, looked at the moonlight, and muttered, "Either way, hey, there's just a piece of jade pendant missing."

The two continued to play chess, and there were many wine jars rolling on the ground, and the breeze was blowing with the vigor of the dawn. The black pieces on the chessboard had been cornered by the white pieces, and they were besieged layer by layer, with no strength left to resist.

"It's almost dawn." He Xichen looked up at the pale sky, and said, "Let's go down here first, I have to go to the appointment."

Zhuang Buzhou supported his head with one hand, yawned and said: "Okay... After the matter is settled, I will go to Jixia Academy with you. I also have an appointment to go."

"En." When He Xichen got up, the lingering smell of alcohol drifted away with the wind.

He held up the bone umbrella and took two steps when he suddenly found that he was still holding a clear sunspot in his hand. With a casual throw, he flew onto the chessboard, spinning continuously, and finally stopped, just landing at the intersection of vertical and horizontal points.

Breaking!

Closing his eyes, Zhuang Buzhou raised his eyelids and rolled them lazily, with a smile in his eyes, he also picked up a white piece and played a chess game, instantly choking Black's throat: "If you want to come back to life, you have to ask me if I am willing." Ken."

The green branches blocked the back of He Xichen walking away with an umbrella, as if he was on a road of no return under the blue sky and daylight.

Zhuang Buzhou suppressed his smile, his expression gradually became serious.It was a matter of time before the Demon Realm riots happened, but even he didn't expect it, but in a mere hundred years, the filth in the world has gathered majesticly and turned into a comeback.

The so-called Demon Realm is actually the soil where filth grows. Demon cultivators are violent and bloodthirsty, and they are by no means good.However, the filth all arises from the human heart, and it is inexhaustible, so it can only be suppressed reluctantly.All the powerful monks in the past have taken it as their mission to educate the world and clean up the demon realm.

Zhuang Buzhou couldn't help heaving a long sigh when he thought of the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood a hundred years ago.

People's hearts are not righteous, and the filth is endless.

I don't know how many people will die this time...

***

The sound of oars awakened the sleeping Qinhuai River, and strings of red lanterns hung from the skyward cornices, burning all night, leaving only a little light and tears of wax.The breeze slanted and the rain fell into the river like a silver thread. A small boat swayed and pushed through the river, passed through the bridge hole, and sailed to the depths of the pavilion.

Ying Fu had just escaped from his parents and fled the house. Headless flies scrambled around and finally came to the Qinhuai River.The river was foggy on the water, and there were many resting ferries moored on the shore. Ying Fu hurriedly went to inform his brother, and saw a small boat floating not far away. He put his hands on his head and shouted: "Boater! Boatman !"

Standing at the bow of the boat was a man with a red umbrella in his hand, whose face could not be seen clearly. Hearing the little girl's cry, he drove the boat closer.

"Excuse me, did the boatman come to Sanqiu Pavilion?" Ying Fu asked timidly with a red face.

"The little girl is going to visit brothels?" The man under the umbrella chuckled, making Ying Fu, who hadn't done anything out of the ordinary for 20 years, blush even more.He Xichen stopped teasing her, put an umbrella on her head and said, "I'm going to the Yanfang Pavilion, so I'll take you for a ride." He once traveled south with Yuan Fuyi and stayed in the Yanfang Pavilion.

Ying Fu heaved a sigh of relief, but he didn't dare to raise his head to take a closer look at his appearance. He lifted his skirt and jumped onto the boat, and the bead-encrusted ring on his belt rang loudly: "Thank you, the boatman!"

"You're welcome." He Xichen put the umbrella in her hand, stood outside the umbrella by himself, and it was raining again, "Don't let people see your appearance clearly."

Ying Fu knew that he was afraid that he would be slandered by rumors, so his heart warmed up, and he hurriedly said, "I'm fine! Don't get sick, sir!" She tried to stretch her hand, but He Xichen calmly avoided it, walked to the stern, smiled Said: "I have learned some Maoshan techniques, it doesn't matter."

"Oh, oh." Ying Fu responded dumbly.

One person on the bow and one person on the stern, drifting from the quiet river section to the noisy downtown.From time to time, Ying Fu lifted up his umbrella and peeked at He Xichen who was standing with his hands behind his back. Seeing him holding a snow-white whisk in his arms, he couldn't help thinking to himself, isn't it a Taoist priest?What do Taoist priests do in this kind of place?Are the six roots unclean?

"Little girl, what are you looking at?" He Xichen suddenly turned his head slightly and asked, which frightened her into a fright, and hurriedly covered the red umbrella.

"No!...I'm just afraid that my husband will also be slandered by rumors and rumors." Ying Fu had some doubts in his heart.

He Xichen closed his eyes and smiled: "Let it go."

When the rain stopped suddenly, the boat became quiet again.The more noisy elsewhere, the quieter this boat is.Gradually, there were more other ferry boats carrying people in the river, and the sluts came out early to find flowers and get drunk. Some saw that Ying Fu was alone, and then uttered obscenities and flirted with him, and his voice was unbearable.

Ying Fu could only retreat again and again, holding the handle of the umbrella and caged the whole person in the umbrella, as if this could resist danger and anxiety.The prodigals were still waiting to go further, but suddenly a fierce water arrow hit them out of the air, knocking them off their feet.

"Your Father Lingtang didn't teach you how to speak, let the poor Taoist teach you how to speak today!" He Xichen raised his eyebrows at the stern of the boat, swept the dust away, and instantly rolled up the vast green water, directly overturning their black-covered boat.

Pedestrians on both sides of the strait shouted loudly as if they were watching a show, and some even clapped and whistled.Ying Fu only felt that in the blink of an eye, the splash of water hit the red umbrella surface and poured down along the umbrella ribs, just blocking her view, so that she couldn't see clearly the face of the strange Taoist who was walking slowly.

"gentlemen……?"

"Your temper is too soft." He Xichen frowned and said, "Remember to follow your brother closely when you go out in the future, don't get lost."

Ying Fu nodded quickly.

"Tsk, I always feel worried about you." He Xichen said helplessly, "What's your brother's name? When I see him later, I have to talk to him properly."

Ying Fu said embarrassingly: "Sir...my brother's name is Ying Ruozhuo..."

He Xichen paused, and the child in the dream came to mind, and asked with a subtle expression, "Are you 27 this year?"

Ying Fu nodded strangely.

"what's your name?"

"My name is Ying Fu, sir, you can call me "Sanniang". "

"It's 20 years old..."

Ying Fu was shocked when he heard the words, but the next moment he heard the Taoist priest in front of him ask: "Do you like kidney bean cake? I'll take you to eat kidney bean cake."

The world is impermanent, it seems that today he is destined to end the past together.

"He Xichen! Why are you here now!!" An impatient question suddenly sounded from upstairs. Chu Yuling pushed open the window with an angry expression on his face. language, speechless.

Oh!It took only a while to hook up with another one!