He Xichen [Quick Transmigration]

Let’s say that when everyone gathered at Zuixianfang that day, He Xichen and Zhuang Buzhou were scattered by the crowd, and they were about to flee alone wearing a black bone and red umbrella, but Tu Mingzhou, who descended from the sky, lifted his collar and held his sword amidst the exclamations of mortals. Leaving, he did not forget to shout: "Old man! As long as you are safe and sound, the apprentice will go with Lao He Xiaoyao!"

With a few words, Xie Xuan, the lord of the Shoushan Sword Sect, was so angry that his liver hurt, but his cultivation base was all gone, so he could only stare blankly, and the rest of them jumped in anxiety.Chu Yuling grabbed Tu Mingzhou's lifeline directly, but was pierced by the sharp sword energy.

"Brother!" He Lili, who has always been gentle and abiding by etiquette, yelled angrily, "Shoushan Sword Sect is too presumptuous! Tu Mingzhou, I want to fight with you on the Suppressing Demon Stage!"

Tu Mingzhou's flying sword paused, turned around and made a grimace at the crowd: "I'm afraid of you!" Then he drove the sword with all his strength, and disappeared into the blue sky and white clouds in the blink of an eye.Suddenly, half of the broken jade came through the air and fell into He Xichen's arms. It was the jade pendant he gave to Zhuang Buzhou on Longjian, but unfortunately it was broken into two in the Demon Realm.

He chuckled, put the jade pendant into his sleeve, put one hand on Tu Mingzhou's shoulder and said, "Old Tu, you act so unscrupulously, are you not afraid of being beaten by your sister-in-law?"

Tu Mingzhou trembled immediately, and said stiffly: "Hmph, I'm not afraid of her!" He turned his head again, squeezed He Xichen's thin wrist to feel his pulse, and didn't mention his miserable state, just said, "Although I can't ascend to immortality, but I can cultivate it A scattered fairy on the ground is always okay. I will take you back, and I will bring back thousands of jade streams to nourish the meridians."

He and He Xichen had an inseparable friendship, even if they were together they would always run against each other, but the heart of friendship was self-evident.Talking about swords, talking about Tao, talking about wine, those who sing freely, those who are drunk and mad, and those who are unrestrained, if one person is missing, the fun will only be left alone.

The sect behind the others is rich and powerful, and Zuowangfeng is so poor that there is only one black plum, two futons for meditation, and more than 500 five-eyed and six-connected bodhi seeds.Tu Ming was rough on Friday, and he only said that He Lili and the others might not do their best.Thinking of this, he made a move to intercept the person.

"This matter is difficult, don't be in a hurry." He Xichen patted him on the shoulder without any worry on his face and said, "Old Tu, I'm hungry, take me to have a meal first."

Tu Ming couldn't hold his breath on Zhou Yi, and pouted in disgust: "Okay, you stand firm!"

"Ouch! You gave me a spell to fix the wind, my body can't stand the wind."

"Let go of your hands! Neck! I can't breathe through my neck!"

"Haha, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" He Xichen apologized without sincerity, and suddenly strangled his neck again, "I seem to hear someone in the teahouse below telling a story, let's go, let's listen to a paragraph."

The two carelessly turned everyone away, and waited until they had finished listening to the storyteller's anecdotes—such as the eldest son of the Ying family who suddenly became bewildered and asked about immortality, such as the number one girl in Sanqiu Pavilion, Hua, who wanted to redeem her life and become a good man. , Such as the six stars falling together and the ten thousand bells ringing together a month ago--I borrowed a pen and ink from the shopkeeper of the teahouse, folded a few paper cranes out of oiled paper wrapped with kidney bean cakes, and flew to Xianshan to report safety.

"Oh, I'm so sorry that my hands can only make origami for you now." He Xichen sighed, "I think I could use these hands to rub you on the ground back then."

Tu Mingzhou rolled his eyes: "Bah! We're only going to split [-]-[-], what shameless nonsense are you talking about?" He rolled his eyes, and suddenly threw He Xichen onto the roof with gentle force, and stood under the eaves , Holding the black iron black sword and watching his jokes, "Lao He, Daoist He, come down by yourself if you have the ability!"

Blind He didn't panic, he looked at Tu Mingzhou with dull eyes but no hesitation: "Old Tu, Senior Brother Tu, you and I have known each other for decades, and you still don't know what I'm capable of?"

"I knew it before, but I'm afraid the current Daoist leader is not as powerful as me."

People might feel hurt when they heard this, but He Xichen smiled and said, "Really?"

"really!"

"Hey! Then just look at it!" After speaking, he opened the black bone umbrella and jumped straight down. After landing safely, he put away the red umbrella with a whoosh, and used the umbrella as a sword to stab Tu Mingzhou.

"Damn it!" Tu Mingzhou hurriedly raised the black iron black sword, the scabbard just touching the tip of the umbrella.

The crisp collision sound came to his ears, He Xichen turned his body slightly, and said with a smile: "You are slow." Suddenly, he made another horizontal cut, bullying him, and the attack was dense.

The scholars inside the wall study hard, and the hanging scrolls of flowers, birds, fish and insects are lined up, which is full of wit and wit; outside the wall, the two old friends from their hometowns are reading Lang Lang, their swords are not out of their sheaths, and they hold umbrellas to discuss and confront each other.

Tu Mingzhou had never seen his blind sword before, he was amazed, but couldn't help feeling happy, he laughed loudly: "If those villains blocking the way deceive you to be blind, I'm afraid you will fall into a big fall!"

"Even without my eyes, I'm still roaming the rivers and lakes." He Xichen put the umbrella on his shoulders, with a willful and bright smile on the corner of his mouth, "Old Tu, I forgot just now, can you send a letter to Zuowangfeng and say, "Xichen The child is safe and sound." "

...but there was no one on Zuowang Peak.

Tu Mingzhou moved his lips, retracted the unsheathed black sword, nodded and said: "Of course." He looked around, "But there is no pen and paper here."

"...Wealth and honor cannot be promiscuous, poverty and lowliness cannot be moved, and power cannot be subdued. This is what you call a real man." A cadenced voice drifted out from the high wall. He Xichen and Tu Ming paused for a while, and suddenly they all turned their heads away, raising their voices exactly the same. Withered smile.

Chunyu's family is a well-known scholarly family, and all the children in the family have written excellent articles. Among them, Chunyuhuan is the most talented in literature, and he was engaged to the Ying family just a few years ago.The weather was fine today. He was reviewing a book in his study room. When he read something enjoyable, he suddenly saw two figures squatting on the wall. Their faces could not be seen clearly under the sun, so they jumped into the yard without any explanation.

The blind Taoist swayed into the room with Lu Chi Jianxiu's shoulders on his shoulders, and said slowly and loudly, "Scholar, the Sa family wants to ask you for a pen and paper."

One person looks like a knight-errant, the other has white hair and a clean face, but he is blind... Strange, why does he look so similar to the young master of the Ying family?

Chunyuhuan blinked in surprise, and was about to speak when he raised his breath, but He Xichen, who was listening to the sound, covered his mouth and pushed him back into the chair: "Scholar, don't worry, we just need to borrow a pen and paper. I still hope to forgive you."

Chunyu Huan frowned invisibly, staring at his brows carefully, feeling similar in appearance but not in spirit.Ying Ruozhuo was a slutty man, this Taoist priest had the same elegant and handsome face, but he seemed like a hermit wandering in the world.

He didn't answer for a long time, Tu Mingzhou couldn't help frowning, glanced at the political paper with his name on the table, and muttered: "Scholar Chun, would you like to say something anyway... are you a deaf person?"

"Hey, don't dare to talk nonsense." He Xichen reprimanded him lightly, but moved his hand away from Chun Yuhuan's mouth and touched his ear, "Master Chun, can you hear me?" Poor He Xichen He couldn't see with his eyes, so he was taken into the ditch by Tu Mingzhou, and the good "Mr. Chunyu" became a "Chun Scholar".

Chunyuhuan looked delicate, and replied slowly: "I have nothing to do with you."

"That's good. Pindao thought it was such a coincidence that Blind and Lu Chi would meet a deaf scholar."

...It is quite different from Ying Ruozhuo.Chunyuhuan thought to himself.

A few pots of orchids were planted in the elegant backyard, and there was a faint fragrance. The sound of reading in the past did not resound, but a slight voice came out.

"Master, the seven of us are safe and sound. The filth is washed away, and the world is peaceful... The dust will return, don't worry." He Xichen dictated, Tu Mingzhou wrote the pen, folded it into a paper crane, and put two ink dots on it act as eyes.The paper crane seemed to have become spiritual in an instant, and it flew high into the sky with its wings shaking.

Chunyuhuan was surprised, but kept silent, then saw the white-haired priest bowed to him, and said, "Thank you, Mr. Chun."

"It's just a pen and paper." He said politely.

Tu Mingzhou and He Xichen didn't take the usual path, they went as they came, and they didn't see the playful eyes of the bright and handsome young master behind them.

"Master! Master! It's no good that the third girl from the Ying family ran away from the marriage, and the Ying family sent someone to make amends and withdraw the marriage!" The servant outside the door suddenly rushed in and shouted, but Chun Yuhuan was staring at the ink stains on the table. Shen Chang said: "Ying Sanniang? No wonder it's Sanniang—it turns out to be my brother-in-law, wonderful!"

Tu Mingzhou and He Xichen, who had climbed over the wall and left in that room, had just jumped off the top of the wall when they were staggered by the familiar aura below.

"Hey, Long'er, you found me within a meal?" He Xichen supported Zhuang Buzhou's arm to stand up straight, then turned around and asked in the same direction, "Chu Yuling, why didn't you coming?"

Chu Yuling choked, shook her sleeve angrily, and said, "Let's see if you're dead!"

The feeling that he and He Xichen had changed their bodies had disappeared as early as the fall of the six stars. Even if he searched in the Demon Realm, he couldn't find any trace.Earlier on the Qinhuai River, Chu Yuling couldn't grasp Tu Mingzhou's lifeline, so in a hurry, he marked He Xichen's weird and unpredictable lifeline, and barely tracked him down to this point.

"Duplicity is not a good habit." He Xichen smiled faintly.

"He'er, don't talk nonsense with them, let's go." Although Zhuang Buzhou has no cultivation, but only with a dragon bone and dragon soul, people like Chu Yuling can't help him.

But Tu Mingzhou grabbed He Xichen's wrist and pulled him over: "First come, first come, old He De come with me!"

Chu Yuling, who has always been plundering and plundering, can't be particular about first come, first served. She sneered and pinched He Xichen's collar: "The account between me and him hasn't been settled yet, you guys go away!"

As soon as these words came out, Zhuang Buzhou and Tu Mingzhou couldn't bear it, and immediately shouted: "Huh? What a bullying boy?"

Seeing that the flames of war were about to break out, He Xichen silently pulled out his wrist and collar, and suggested with a smile, "Why don't you find a place to sit down and have a cup of tea first?"

***

A herbal tea shed was set up beside the Huangsha Road, ten miles away from the Qinhuai River, to provide a resting place for passers-by. If thirsty, the proprietress would lift a long-mouthed copper pot and twist her plump waist to pour a bowl of tea. Two pennies can fill you up with yellow and turbid tea.

"Miss Zheng, you are having a hard time living alone." The honest man with a square face pursed his lips a few times, and shyly raised his eyelids to take a quick look at the proprietress's back.

A bamboo mat hung from the roof of the awning to block the smoke. The proprietress added some firewood to the stove, and smiled through the bamboo mat: "It's not bitter, but a leisurely life! Now I finally understand that a stable life is not given by others." , I earned it by myself. Zhu Fugui can do whatever he wants now, and it has nothing to do with me."

The square-faced man grabbed the gaped tea bowl, hesitated to speak, looked at the figure behind the bamboo mat, and just poured down a bowl of tea.

There were not many people in the tea shed, just twos and threes, only a table in the farthest corner was surrounded by four people, all of them were wearing bamboo hats, covering their faces so that they could not see clearly.

"Hey, do you think that man has fallen in love with the proprietress? Just tell me straight up if you like it! Eight sticks can't make a boring fart, but I'm so anxious!" One of them was more concerned than the person involved. .

He Xichen, who was sitting opposite him, said: "Old Tu, you are so worried, if you don't practice swords in the future, you can just become a matchmaker."

"Fuck you!" Tu Mingzhou untied the wine gourd from his waist and let out a bold mouthful.

He Xichen couldn't help laughing, and stretched out his hand to find the position of the tea bowl on the table. In the next second or so, the two of them reached out and pushed the tea bowl to his fingertips at the same time.

Chu Yuling glanced at Zhuang Buzhou's half-smile expression, frowned and drank all the old tea, and clicked his tongue in displeasure: "The tea here is not good, how long will it last?"

"You kid, you really don't like what you say." He Xichen shook his head and sighed, drank the tea at the bottom of the bowl and got up and said, "Then let's go, go first—— Fuyi and I traveled in the Yanfang Pavilion earlier, and we lived there. How many jars of good wine are there, are you willing to go with me?"

"Go, go!" Tu Mingzhou, a drunkard, couldn't resist, and followed behind him.

Zhuang Buzhou asked: "But it's on the Qinhuai River? Fortunately, the children are all looking for you, or I'm afraid they will be stuck there again."

"It's okay, it's not seeking revenge." He Xichen smiled, and said to the proprietress through the bamboo mat: "The money and silver are on the table, I'll go first... Sister Zheng..."

Zheng Qiaoyu looked up strangely, but there was no one on the bamboo mat.She washed her hands in the sink and went into the tea shed.The mysterious guests at that table were all gone, and there were three copper coins and a piece of kidney bean cake on the table.

"Miss Zheng, what's the matter?" the square-faced man asked.

The kidney bean cake in the palm of his hand was heavy, Zheng Qiaoyu looked at the smoky yellow sand, shook his head and said, "...it's all right."

***

Ten miles of Qinhuai, pink beauties, wits and poets, Hongqiao flowing water, moonset wave heart.The black-covered boat carried four fellow travelers, leaving the noise of lights and drums behind, and headed for the quiet river.

"You can't drink, Lao He, no, stop drinking if you can't drink, save some for me!" Tu Mingzhou persuaded earnestly, staring longingly at the wine jar in He Xichen's hand.

"Nonsense! My drinking capacity, hmph, it's incredible!" He Xichen lifted his chin proudly, and suddenly grabbed the side of the boat in a daze, and murmured to himself in disbelief, "No, I'm A thousand cups are not drunk, this is only one..."

"I'll fuck you!" Tu Mingzhou snatched the wine jar, "Before you used your spiritual power to remove the power of the wine, so you can't get drunk after a thousand cups?"

Zhuang Buzhou laughed gloatingly at the side, Chu Yuling was so happy to see him deflated, so he couldn't help but smile, and the three toasted to drink.He Xichen was blowing the cold wind on the bow of the boat. It took him a long time to recover. Then he rolled over and rolled to someone's leg. He didn't care who it was, so he lay his pillow on his lap and watched the moon. Although it was so dark, he couldn't see anything. .

"You, what are you doing? Come down for me!" Hearing this exasperated voice, he knew it was Chu Yuling.

"I can't go down." He was waiting for Chu Yuling to throw him away, but there was no movement after waiting for a long time, only to hear Master Chu say awkwardly: "Why are you acting like a rascal?"

There are only two awning boats on the river, drifting aimlessly away from the Qinhuai River.The gurgling water, accompanied by the plaintive sound of the pipa, whispered softly, and was uploaded to their ears from another black-covered boat.

"The world is turbulent and dangerous, and it takes ten years to say goodbye.

Life is always like this, meet and have fun..."

He Xichen lightly tapped on the side of the boat, the other three were half leaning on the railing, and the only sound left on the river was singing.

"Good wine can fade the scenery, and the spring breeze will not stain the beard.

When the public is drunk, the flowers fall forward, and the red sleeves don't come to help. "

After a while, Tu Mingzhou coughed to break the silence: "She sang so sadly, why don't we give her a jug of wine?"

Zhuang Buzhou teased: "I can get a jug of wine from you, that girl is amazing!" Before he could get angry, He Xichen stood up and shouted: "It's lucky to listen to you. Take what is in the cup and give it to the girl to travel."

Not far away, the lights in the black-covered boat flickered, and after a while, the slender hands lifted the curtain, and the beautiful girl embraced the pipa half-hidden, standing facing the wind, and the fresh cool wind rolled up her steps in the bun, shining brightly It seems to have left a section of the river.

"It's fate to meet, so why not have a drink?"

Qingyue's voice moved He Xichen's heart in an instant, and he quickly bowed his back calmly, lowered his head and said in a hoarse voice, "Young lady is refreshing." He suddenly behaved like this, how could the others not know that there was something tricky, and they all stood on the sidelines, scrambling. Work hard to watch a good show.

"Huh?" Hua intentionally saw He Xichen's silver hair through the moonlight, and immediately saluted with blessings, "You're being polite, old man."

"The girl is out late at night, and her safety is unpredictable. It's better not to drink this wine, it's better to be careful." He Xichen looks quite decent in pretending to be an old man. After all, he has been old so many times and has rich experience. A handsome face, just listening to the voice, is enough to deceive people's eyes and ears.

Hua Youyi said, "I have learned two tricks from the knights in Jianghu, so I'm not afraid."

"It's better to be more afraid, more afraid..." In addition to the experience just now, the two reconciled a total of three songs. The friendship between the three songs can be said to be deep or shallow. At least in terms of music theory, the two are very in tune.He Xichen thought of her character of singing "War City South" at the slightest disagreement, and couldn't help asking, "Excuse me, I don't know where the girl is going?"

Across the ten-zhang river, the black-covered boat sailed down the night. Hua Ruyi glanced at the bright moon in the sky, and suddenly smiled tenderly: "Have you ever heard the fairy tales of Penglai and Kunlun? I'm going here." , is to go to the fairy mountain to find the white crane."

When Zhuang Buzhou and others heard this, how could they not understand what was going on, and immediately turned their eyes to "White Crane".

He Xichen remained silent, and after a while he said, "The road is difficult and dangerous, and the white cranes elsewhere are also white cranes."

"It's different." Hua bowed her head intentionally, her beauty turned into tenderness, "there are thousands of white cranes in the world, and I only want my one. Not to mention love, I only talk about mountains and rivers, and I always want to play a song with him again, I am willing."

"So? So..." He Xichen sighed and turned around, "Miss, take care."

Hua intentionally confides her thoughts to a few strangers, at least she feels lighter in her heart, and also raises a smile: "The old man also cherishes it, so let's say goodbye."

The two black-covered boats sailed in two directions, the water was rippling, the moonlight was bright, and the faint sound of the pipa sounded like weeping, and the man sang: "Osmanthus and blue oars, hit the sky and trace the streamer. Void Come to my arms, looking at the beauty and the sky."

"Tsk!" He Xichen scolded himself secretly, and suddenly shouted loudly, "Girl, go to Siwangfeng! If there is a destiny, Baihe will meet Hua'er!"

The sound of the pipa suddenly became chaotic, and there was a muffled sound in the hazy night. Hua intentionally dropped the pipa and hurriedly shouted: "Old man, who are you?"

He Xichen didn't respond, and sat down cross-legged.Zhuang Buzhou shook his head and smiled softly: "He is your white crane, but you may not be his flower. Tao is affectionate but ruthless, Tao is ruthless but forgets love..."

At the turn of the sun and the moon, a layer of white mist shrouded the river. On the boat, Tu Mingzhou was snoring while holding the wine jar, Chu Yuling supported his head with one hand, Zhuang Buzhou was lying on the side of the boat, and He Xichen still maintained a posture of meditation.A wisp of light smoke mixed into the white mist, curling up to surround the awning boat, and in an instant, a bald monk stepped on the water.

"Hmph, if you hang out with fools all day long, you will become stupid sooner or later!" Ting Chan twisted a string of five-eyed and six-connected Bodhi seeds in his hands, and the gilt and silver sachet bells rang at his waist, and a childish voice came out from it: " Hurry up! I can't hold back these three old guys for long!"

"Understood." Ting Chan hugged the sleeping He Xichen, shrunk into an inch, and was already thousands of miles away in one breath.After three breaths, Zhuang Buzhou and Tu Mingzhou suddenly opened their eyes with unkind expressions.

And when He Xichen over there woke up slowly, he habitually opened his eyes first, and then someone said disgustedly: "He Benefactor, you can really sleep."

"... Listening to the cicada?" He Xichen was puzzled, a young boy suddenly threw himself into his arms, and said cheerfully, "You're awake!"

"Ouch!" He Xichen was thrown into a stagger, but laughed, "Let me find out who's young man is so wild?"

The little boy raised his face obediently, and said with a smile, "I met you in a dream, but I don't know if you still remember me?" , Listening to Cicada's half-push and half-satisfaction, I might be happy in my heart.

It's a pity that this monk is a heartless and ungrateful person. After using the child, he twisted his ear and pulled it aside: "Let's talk about the past, I have something to say to him."

He Xichen's heart shuddered, and he immediately took precautions.It's not a day or two to hear Cicada being mean to him, so it's no wonder that there are any good things to say at this time.

"He benefactor, you are getting more and more outrageous!" Sure enough, the first sentence was a menacing rebuke, "You are amazing, the junior sister of the Huanxi Zen School, the oiran of the Qinhuai River, all of them are happy with you? Cultivate the mind and cultivate the character, don't you know?" Congratulations to the benefactor, which one will you do? This little monk is not talented, dare to regard you as an opponent, and hope that you will only grow old, and Mo Lianxin will also grow old!"

He didn't mention the chaos in the Demon Realm a month ago, and impatiently tossed He Xichen's peach blossom debts, wine money, and smoke, and finally said: "Lianzi Qingxin in Leiyin Temple, I see that you have a devilish energy in your bones. Only by eating the bitter fruit can we get back on track!"

The lotus in Leiyin Temple takes a hundred years to bloom and bear fruit. It not only clears the heart, but also improves eyesight.Listening to the cicada naturally knew how He Xichen's Dao heart was. He was talking a lot of nonsense before, and he just wanted to find a way to lead him to see his eyes.

"You must not run around, if you go with the flow, congratulations to the benefactor, you--" Listening to the cicada, he was still taunting, but he saw the blind Taoist priest smiling, as if he could figure out what he was thinking, he immediately became upset and closed his eyes. Keep your mouth shut.

"Hey, it's so nice to listen to Chan, Brother Sage Monk." He Xichen suddenly bowed forward, "Wrong, it should be Brother Ting Chan. Brother Ting Chan, don't make fun of me again. I accept the scolding and accept the punishment, and I hope you calm down."

Ting Chan blinked blankly, it was indeed the shameless old guy who changed his words as soon as he said he would, without any ambiguity, but it just hit his heart. ——This guy is still very annoying, but it sounds very nice to be called brother.

***

The first time Li Chengfeng met He Xichen was in Jiapi Village, fifty miles away from the Qinhuai River, three years ago.At that time, floods were rampant, and the goddess in the village said that the river god was furious, and wanted to choose a virgin to be the bride of the river god—in fact, she was sinking the river to feed the fish.Li Chengfeng, an orphan, was naturally the best candidate. She put on rouge and pink powder, locked her in a cage, and carried her to the river, ready to "sacrifice" for the big guy.

"What kind of reasoning is this?" asked Yuan Fuyi who was passing by.

Li Chengfeng in the cage also wanted to ask.

"That doesn't make sense at all." With a calm expression on his face, He Xichen swung the whisk away, sweeping aside the wicked witches and villainous villagers, and then destroyed the cage locks, taking Li Chengfeng, who had been hungry for days and had no energy to speak, to the side. hold up.

"Don't be afraid, little girl, I will protect you. What about your family?... No family? It's a good material for cultivating immortals."

With such an inexplicable affirmation, Li Chengfeng, who was lonely and helpless, suddenly found the reason for his survival - because I am a good material for cultivating immortals, so I have to live.

She couldn't tell her feelings, but so what?Since she couldn't let go of He Xichen, she kept him in her heart without obstructing the place.

The street was full of traffic, Li Chengfeng thought about He Xichen's character, he would definitely go back to Wangfeng.She waited there, and kept on waiting, either waiting for someone, or waking up from the dream.

"Miss Li, I've bought the carriage, let's hurry up!" Ying Ruozhuo behind him suddenly urged.This person is also very courageous, he left home to look for immortals, met He Xichen in Zuixianfang and was kidnapped by Tu Mingzhou, so he had to beg Li Chengfeng to take him to find someone.

"Brother, don't be in a hurry." Ying Fu tugged at Ying Ruozhuo's sleeves, and said to Li Chengfeng, "Don't blame Miss Li, brother has always been impatient."

Uncle He's younger brother and younger sister... can be considered destined...

Li Chengfeng lowered his eyebrows and smiled, "Let's go."

At this time, on Zuowang Peak, Monk Tingchan led He Xichen with the five-eyed and six-connected Bodhi bracelet, and walked along the winding mountain road.The frosty leaves on the side of the road are red, making the sky extraordinarily bright.The young boy of Bakumenghai hid in the gold-plated and silver sachet and chatted with the two of them from time to time.

The wind blew, the mountains and forests rustled, and the shadows of the trees swayed. A figure suddenly jumped out from the dense leaves, landed in front of He Xichen, hugged him and shouted: "Old He! Old He! I knew you and him Damn it's okay! I knew it..." Yuan Fuyi breathed a sigh of relief after receiving He Xichen's safety letter, but he didn't confirm it personally, and his heart was always hanging in the air.

"Fush clothes," He Xichen patted his back, "I'm fine."

Yuan Fuyi's eyes were red, but he held back his tears in front of Ting Chan, took a few deep breaths and said, "You bastard, I bet 1 taels in the casino and if you don't die, you're considered dead!" You have to come back to life!"

"You have always been unlucky. If you lose, you can pawn your underwear and you won't be able to pay off your gambling debt."

"You can't lose! Everything else can be lost, but this matter can't be lost! You can't lose either!" Yuan Fuyi raised his expression, and finally couldn't help but turn his back and wipe away his tears, "Anyway, you're fucking fine Just fine."

Hearing Cicada click his tongue in disgust, Yuan Fuyi almost got into a fight with him again.He Xichen didn't care, and pointed to the top of the mountain with a smile: "I can walk the rest of the way alone."

"Don't fall." Yuan Fuyi said worriedly, and when Cicada shook her sleeves and left, she warned, "Don't break your word."

He Xichen nodded in response, and walked up step by step with a black bone and red umbrella.The mountains, water, flowers, leaves, insects, and beasts on Zuowang Peak were the same as before he left. He carefully walked around the puddle, walked through the eight trigrams full of fallen leaves, and happened to step on the glazed tile in Heiyu's eyes when.

The four characters "Longevity Weiyang" were engraved on the tile with a small editor. He Xichen wiped it, stuffed it into his bosom, and finally came to the deeply locked chaimen.The steps were covered with moss and climbed along the wall to the top of the wall.

He Xichen patted off the wind and frost on his Taoist robe, put his hair back into a neat bun, and slowly knocked on the chaimen.

"Master, I'm back..."

"Xian Chen'er is back..."