He Xichen [Quick Transmigration]

At the end of August, a mass of black clouds rolled and stirred, and ran rampant in the sky.The scorching sun was hidden for the time being, and there was no clear boundary between the sunlight and the shadows on the ground, like a blurred and gloomy fog.

Lin Bo glanced at his watch, and then turned his head to look at the heavy and steady gate. The sound of the car's horn finally made him breathe a sigh of relief.The low-key black Lincoln stopped slowly in front of the garden villa, and he stepped forward to open the car door: "Mr. Tan, the leader of the road is waiting for you in the living room." He paused, and reminded in a low voice, "Sixth young master finally wrote back, If you get closer to that little Taoist leader, you may be able to find out the whereabouts of the sixth young master."

The man frowned, seeing the expectant look on the old man's face, he agreed.

"Mr. Tan" is not surnamed Tan, but surnamed Su. His full name is Su Tan. He is the heir of Su Zhai.As for the Sixth Young Master that Lin Bo was talking about, it was actually his Sixth Uncle.When he was fifteen years old, his sixth uncle ran up the mountain to become a wandering Taoist priest. Afterwards, he wandered around wildly and didn't go home, only occasionally sending back two letters.This time, for the first time, he sent a little Taoist priest to his door, how could Lin Bo let him go?

"Don't tell grandpa yet." Su Tan instructed.

"I understand." Lin Bo nodded seriously, his hair, which was re-dyed black in the barber shop, was glossy and motionless.

There was a fake Taoist priest who acted recklessly before, claiming to be a fellow of his sixth uncle, but the result made the older generation happy for nothing.But since Lin Bo can get him to come back at will, he must be a very clever deception, or he really has a close relationship with Uncle Six.

Su Tan was relieved, and out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of an old-fashioned Phoenix 28 bicycle occupying a parking space. Judging from its rusty iron frame, it is enough to judge the age, at least twenty years .He withdrew his gaze coldly and stepped into the door.

Few people come to Su's house, the older ones want to be lively, and the younger ones want to study, so Su Tan lives in alone.Sometimes the company is busy, and it is not uncommon to not return for half a month.When I return home at night, only the artificial lights are on.

This time it was a little different.

The willow-green curtains were drawn to both sides, and the thin skylight cast a shadow of the sun, and a lamp was lit in the middle, slowly shedding white light.The young man in blue and black Taoist clothes was adding water to the apricot blossom branch in the cup, with a soft expression on his face. Hearing his voice, he turned his head and asked with a smile, "Are you back?"

He Xichen's long hair was coiled into a bun on the top of his head, tied with a smooth and slender black sandalwood hairpin, and the broken hair was casually scattered on the side of his eyebrows, and his gestures and gestures were like clouds and jade.It's just that it's a bit weird that the costumes of the immortals left in the market place.

Su Tan paused, feeling a little uncomfortable, but he nodded and replied, "Yeah." He heard Lin Bo say that he was a Taoist leader with red lips and white teeth, but he didn't expect him to be so young, younger than his cousin Su Guanhuo who returned from studying abroad, I'm afraid That's eighteen or nineteen years old.

"I'm Huai Suzi, this time I'm going down the mountain, and I'm going to Chong Xuanzi Senior Brother—it's your sixth uncle who specifically asked me to hand over this family letter to you." In front of Su Tan.

Half of the hard corners were leaking from the interlayer of the letter paper. The man in the photo was unshaven, posing with scissors hands with dead fish eyes, looking listlessly at the camera, blinding his good looks for nothing.

...that is, his Sixth Uncle is correct.

"The matter is settled, Mr. Tan, let me take my leave." He Xichen didn't want to stay any longer, picked up the bamboo hat and the apricot blossom branch in the water cup at his feet, and cupped his hands, "If you have any difficulties before the Double Ninth Festival, you can go to the east of the city under the overpass." Find me."

Lin Bo coughed suddenly, and the apricot branch also shook.The little Taoist leader is full of travel and dust, and I am afraid he has suffered a lot outside. After all, he is also the younger brother of the sixth uncle, so he should take care of him.

For the first time, Su Tan, who was killing all parties at the negotiating table, felt embarrassed.When he was very young, he realized that everyone is not good at things. For example, he has never been able to deal with small talk outside of study and work.In short, it's nonsense.

Talking waste can answer fluently in the auditorium of 2000 people and in front of the reporter's flashing lights, so he is not afraid at all.But buying a bottle of soy sauce is like pushing him into a battlefield full of bullets, other people's tanks, cannons and machine guns, and the kitchen knife in his hand has a hole.

So how to actively retain customers?Take out the momentum on the negotiating table and put the kitchen knife on his neck?Mr. Tan, the boss of Gao Leng, wanted to die.

Fortunately, He Xichen left as soon as he said he would, and never procrastinated: "I have an appointment with a fellow Taoist, so don't worry about it."

On the ninth day of September, Taoist sects gather in the "Small Square Pot".Chong Xuanzi said to let him go to open his eyes, and sent a letter from Feng family along the way.How could He Xichen believe his nonsense, that shameless old guy didn't care, put a bamboo hat on his head, and threw him down the mountain.

Daoist He, who had a breezy sleeves, carried an ID card and stepped on the [-] bar, telling fortunes and divinations all the way to earn incense money, and Lingling's bell rang from the deep mountains to the side of the road.He suppressed his desire to return to the Taoist temple, thinking about how to punch Xuanzi on the "small square pot".

"Farewell here." He Xichen saluted Shi Shi, and was about to leave when a red-haired head suddenly stuck out of the door, looking furtively into the room, and then howled violently in the next second: "Brother Tan Help!!!" He howled, tears didn't fall, and he blinked at the surprised Daoist.

Su Tan had a headache and reprimanded in a ruthless and deep voice, "Su Guanhuo, get out of here, it's an embarrassment!"

"Mr. Tan, let him in." He Xichen who stopped walking smiled slightly, and nodded leisurely with the apricot blossom branch tied around his waist like a sword, "After all, life is at stake."

Su Tan still doesn't know about his cousin's virtues, and he thought he had spent all his money before coming to him for help: "He's not old or young, he just likes to play around, the priest doesn't have to take it seriously."

He Xichen cast his eyes noncommittally at Su Guanhuo, who shrank his head. His skin was extremely white. Against the background of his red hair like a cloud of fire, he could faintly see bruised and purple blood vessels, like spider webs, coming from his chest under his collar. extending to handsome cheeks.

"Hey——Chong Xuanzi will really cause trouble for me." He Xichen suddenly lowered his bamboo hat, it was indeed the densely crawling Gu worms in his blood vessels that hurt his eyes too much.He suppressed his smile, and directly dragged Su Guanhuo into the room, "If you are obedient, kid, come here when you are told."

"Taoist?" Su Tan frowned, not knowing why.

He Xichen took off his bamboo hat, and said solemnly, "He has been put into a gu."

Lin Bo broke out in a cold sweat when the old god was there. Compared with young people, he has traveled far and wide and has seen a lot more. He knows that there are still some secrets hidden under the mortal beings.

"Don't be fooled by him." Su Guanhuo's face turned cold, a layer of contempt and disdain condensed on the brows, and the sapphire buckle around his neck dangled in the air, "Cheat me and find a better excuse, think I'm stupid? "

He Xichen sighed, and turned to Su Tan, who was full of doubts, and said, "Mr. Tan, I want to remove the poison for the little fool. Can you tell me, is it okay or not?"

"Hey! It's true!" Su Guanhuo sneered in a strange voice, but saw He Xichen smiled shyly at him, and then pressed the upper Qing formula on his chest.The angry little red hair's eyes went dark, and suddenly he was in so much pain that he couldn't make a sound, and a small moan leaked from his clenched teeth.

Su Tan's heart tightened, and he suddenly grabbed He Xichen's wrist: "What did you do?!"

"Calm down." The little Taoist priest was short in stature, with his arms hanging in the air, and layers of blue and black Taoist robes fell on the elbows.He pondered for a moment, then pulled out the apricot branch from his waist.The branches of apricot blossoms are three feet six inches long, like a light sword, "This world is so strange, can I ask for it to save people?"

With a wave of his hand, the fallen apricot blossom branches stopped abruptly in the misty rain, and the elegant fragrance filled the skirt of his clothes.A snow-white figure suddenly landed slowly under the light, with his arms around He Xichen's neck, his clothes floating like clouds, his face soft and graceful, and the hairpin inlaid with red orbs in his black hair.

"Huai Suzi." Her voice was also ethereal, even more otherworldly than the Sanskrit voice in the temple.

"Jiaojiao," He Xichen chuckled, "I would like to ask you to explain it to Mr. Tan."

Su Tan had let go of his hand a long time ago, and took two steps back with a look of horror.

"Jiaojiao is an apricot fairy. If you have any doubts, just ask her. I have to remove the poison for the little fool first." He Xichen is also very generous. He really doesn't care about anything after saying this, and only lets the dull-faced Lin Bo deal with it. Lock the doors and windows and guard the gate.He is not afraid that they will spread the matter out, who would believe it?

"Mr. Tan." Jiaojiao pursed her lips and smiled, "Wrong, Huai Suzi said that he should call Mr. Ren now. Mr. Tan, don't be afraid, Huai Suzi is a good person, and he will definitely not harm you."

Hearing these half-literal words made Su Tan very uncomfortable. He didn't bow his head in panic when he saw a miracle like a mediocre person. He was still dubious: "What happened to Guanhuo?"

"Mr. Su's forehead is hot, his face is red, the whites of his eyes are blue, and his qi and blood are stagnant. It may be a sign of a Gu." The bright almond eyes are rippling, as if gathering and dispersing under the light, "Don't worry, Mr. Tan, Huai Suzi said he can save you , of course it will be saved."

On a rainy day in August, Su Tan's worldview was shattered.He lowered his eyes, thought over and over again, and asked slowly: "Are you the Flower God?"

Jiaojiao couldn't help covering her face and laughing, the blue chalcedony earrings were like the stream of the Milky Way: "Don't listen to Huai Suzi's nonsense, I'm not a god, I'm just a remnant of the almond blossoms in the world."

Su Tan picked up the water glass and drank, thinking that it was a fairy.The Taoist priest is also a god?

While they were chatting one after another, He Xichen measured Su Guanhuo's bones and blood vessels inch by inch.When Su Guanhuo woke up from the pain in his heart, the incandescent lamp made him dizzy, and the little Taoist was in front of him, inserting a thin silver needle between his eyebrows.

"What are you doing?" Su Guanhuo asked hoarsely.

"Save you." He Xichen said concisely, "Tsk, it's going to rain."

As soon as the words fell, the torrential rain came suddenly, and the flowers and trees outside the house were shaken and swayed.He directly took out a talisman from his sleeve, wrote on it "Forbidden to Walk", and stuck it to Su Guanhuo's heart.Under the fine white skin, countless black dots gradually emerged, converging into black lines, protruding and wriggling.

Su Guanhuo screamed strangely in fright. If He Xichen hadn't held his shoulders down, he might have jumped up.Su Tan was a little dizzy, but he comforted him, "Don't be afraid."

He Xichen glanced at his pale face, and teased, "Don't be afraid either."

Lightning flashed in the clouds, and the brewing thunder suddenly awakened all things, including the sleeping Gu worms, and went on a rampage.The sharp and noisy shouts made He Xichen have a headache. He dripped a drop of fingertip blood into the water glass on the table, and then pulled Su Guanhuo's finger: "Close your eyes."

Su Guanhuo's lips turned blue, and he obediently followed his instructions.

"Good boy." He Xichen chuckled lightly, pierced his middle finger and ring finger with a silver needle, and tapped his two big acupuncture points, and black blood as fine as raindrops flowed into the water cup non-stop.

"Thunder Gu?" This kind of Gu will scurry around when it hears thunder, until it breaks through flesh and blood and breaks out.Jiaojiao looked away disgustedly, "Who wants to harm him?"

He Xichen pursed his lips: "I'm afraid it's for me."

Su Guanhuo only felt that his fingertips were numb, as if he had been bitten by a mosquito, so he didn't dare to scratch, so he could only endure it.The black lines floating on his skin gradually became shallower, and the condensed blood beads in the water glass were eaten away by the Gu insects.

"Jiaojiao, let's go." He Xichen calmly took off the talisman on Su Guanhuo's chest, and threw it into the water cup. Suddenly, the sound of sizzling and sizzling could be heard, and the blue-purple electric current burned the Gu worms to ashes.

He put on the bamboo hat again, and without waiting for Su Tan to thank him, he walked out of the house, stepped on the [-] poles and drove into the depths of the rain.The clear ringing of the bell shuttled through the rain, and a snow-white figure could be vaguely seen on the blue-black Taoist robe of the little Taoist priest, floating without a trace.

***

The air-conditioning in the dirty and messy room, the computer screen was emitting a faint blue light, Sachs in the corner was sleeping peacefully, Fu Tu, who was covered with a head, was breathing slowly, and suddenly opened his eyes, looking at the Thunder Gu in the glass bottle in his hand , Laughing sinisterly: "Huai Suzi, Huai Suzi..."

The sound of the window breaking suddenly made Fu Tu frowned, and saw a slender and tall figure quietly appearing in his room in the rainstorm, holding a red-headed document in his hand, and said with a smile: "Fu Tu, Xiangxi Miao Village Wu Gu Master, I am "Fox", a non-staff member of the Sifang Bureau. At 26:29:[-] on August [-], you were reported for intentionally harming human beings. The superiors want me to arrest you and bring you to justice, pending investigation. "

Fu Tu blinked in a daze, turned his head, and then came to his senses, yelling suddenly: "That guy actually reported me?!"

"Report it, just report it." The visitor shrugged his shoulders indifferently, Fu Tu was not willing to catch him without a fight, and the dense swarm of Gu worms instantly attacked the investigator who claimed to be a fox.

"Your old man has to obediently call out to me when he sees me, what kind of thing are you, dare to stand in front of me?" The thunder light tore through the sky, illuminating his beast-like vertical pupils, and the fox fire soared into the sky, breaking the dark world.

The fox carefully walked around the burnt garbage, kicked the immobile Fu Tu, tied him into a rice dumpling and threw him on the ground.

"Hey, Ah Kao, I've got it done here."

"Brother Ning? Something went wrong in the east of the city, and Brother Ning went to save the place."

"Hot pot tonight? I'll be right back!"

He was giggling, his fox eyes narrowed into crescents.