He Xichen [Quick Transmigration]

August NO.30, July [-]th of the lunar calendar, at [-]:[-] p.m., a village in the city.

The poisonous sun steamed the air into a distorted monster, groaning and lingering on the person, climbing up from the gap where the soles of the feet stepped on, covering the person's mouth and nose, and the hot air filtered by the nasal cavity covered the person's head. Burn to a paste.

Su Tan was unusually sober.He suddenly remembered that when he was 15 years old, the sixth uncle secretly rode away the family's [-] big bars in the middle of the night, and when he bumped into him, he had a complacent and calm expression.He asked Uncle Six why he was leaving, how did Uncle Six answer at that time?

——Secrets of heaven must not be leaked.

—Anyway, I have to go.

What kind of secret, let the sixth uncle change his name to Chongxuanzi?

This mystery troubled Su Tan throughout his youth. Later, he was pushed into the position of heir by his grandfather, and he had no time to pursue it, until...Su Tan thought about it carefully, and pulled out a word from his highly rational brain—until The sleeves of the weird young Taoist priest passed his eyes, and the threshold of "heavenly secret" was faintly revealed in the fragrance of apricot blossoms.

His mobility is top-notch, and he started to investigate that night with He Xichen as a breakthrough point, which really allowed him to find out some incredible things.

"The Sifang Bureau didn't reject your inquiry. It's strange, strange." Wen Gu shook the Pu'er tea in the goblet, and said with drooping eyes, "Don't ask me, I'm not very good, if I leak my mouth, I will be struck by lightning .”

Wen Gu is the chief financial officer of the head office, honest, with long hair tied up in a bun, loose clothes, slim figure, sarcastic, defiant, and not even a bit of immortality.However, his strong business sense and judgment ability, coupled with his ability to play games with ease in the capital market, are enough to cover up all his unsatisfactory shortcomings.

Just such a nitpicking and penny-pinching chief financial officer, yet his name appeared on the investigation materials.Could it be that he went to work during the day and crossed the catastrophe at night?

"No, you think too much." Wen Guming gave Su Tan a sideways look in disgust, "Working hard, stimulating domestic demand, and fully realizing a well-off society are the development direction of our generation of monks."

Pillars of the nation!Su Tan was in awe.

"I heard," Mr. Wen Gu, the pillar of the country, suddenly coughed awkwardly, "Do you know Huai Suzi?"

...It seems to cause trouble for others.

Su Tan pursed his lips, neither nodding nor denying.

In short, all indications showed that He Xichen was not a simple person, and the Sifang Bureau was not that easy to contact.Maybe, under the cover of various forces, and thanks to Chong Xuanzi's blessing, he was allowed to know a little bit of secrets.

Su Tan rejected all the meetings and found He Xichen's old apartment the next day.He looked up at the demon mirrors in front of every door, and couldn't help but take a deep breath.Taoist priests like haunted haunted houses?

"Huai Suzi lives here? It's too shabby!"

"Maybe little master likes this?"

Alas, it's not a reliable thing.Su Tan instantly felt that there was a long way to go. He didn't really want to get involved in this muddy water. Who would have thought that he would be dragged into the vortex by a water ghost dressed as a Taoist just as soon as he got wet on the hem of his shoes.

what can he doYou can only take two eager fools through the alleys between residential buildings, climb up the apartment building, and finally stand in front of the old wooden door and ring the doorbell.

"Oh! Rare guest!" He Xichen pulled on the gray slippers that were obviously one size bigger, and laughed teasingly as soon as he opened the door.He was wearing a black vest and army green cropped trousers. His bun was not very smooth, and the broken hair was scattered on his forehead. He was a little more refreshing and youthful than the magic stick he saw a few days ago.

Su Tan's heart skipped a beat, like a black bear throwing itself into a trap, with nowhere to escape.

"Little Martial Uncle!" Su Guanhuo winked at He Xichen excitedly, his friendship was so embarrassing.

"Xiao Jiuer." He Xichen was not polite to him, and turned sideways to let them into the room.

Wen Gu, who was the loudest at first, was like a gourd with a saw-mouthed gourd, unable to hold back a word.He majored in talismans, so he admired "Huai Suzi" in the group of vicious dogs very much, especially after receiving his meticulous guidance, if he hadn't had a teacher for a long time, he really wanted to kneel down and call him master.

Taoists in Taoism pay attention to seniority and Taoism, but they don't pay attention to age.From He Xichen's old-fashioned words and sentences and his habit of often forgetting to bring his mobile phone, Wen Gu's imaginary "Huai Suzi" should be an old man who is old-fashioned and immoral, not the cute and smiling weasel in front of him. long!

He only felt pain in his heart, tremblingly put the gift (ginseng, bird's nest and wolfberry thermos) into He Xichen's hand, then walked into the small apartment stiffly and dejectedly like a robot.

Two old-fashioned electric fans in the room whirled, Jiaojiao, Meng Shiyi, and Lu Yan sat on the bench in front of the TV with their long legs curled up, holding half a watermelon in each hand, and turned their heads to look at the three. Unexpected visitor.

"Wen Gu." Lu Yan raised his eyelids, and called out in a lukewarm manner, and Wen Gu's already disappointed mood immediately dropped three degrees.

He Xichen found three more benches from nowhere, and asked, "Are you friends?"

Lu Yan took a mouthful of the bright red watermelon with a spoon: "We are half brothers."

The others stared wide-eyed and ate a mouthful of shocking melons. He Xichen just glanced at the three surnames of Wensulu, and unexpectedly recalled that in the bumpy carriage in the afternoon, he was arguing with Wen Zhanhe and Lu Shuang. Floating across the Xichao River, wandering in Lichuan and hundreds of mountains.The spirit of the past is vivid in his memory, He Xichen can't help lowering his eyes and smiling in remembrance.

Hey, no matter whether he is an old friend or not, there is always some fate there.The fate is that Lanruo Temple is stuck in the wilderness, and the confused scholar Ning Caichen, who walks at night, recites "Jiangjinjiu" to strengthen his courage, and hurriedly steps over the drunken knight Yan Chixia, and breaks into the beauties of the female ghost Nie Xiaoqian.

He Xichen is not a scholar, not a knight, nor a female ghost, he is just two lights in Ning Caichen's hands to guide the way.

"Sit, please sit."

"Plain water, lemon tea, orange juice or watermelon?"

Water drops are hanging on the Phnom Penh sansevieria on the bay window, and the sun shines through the thin petals of the hexagonal plum, scattering rose-red brilliance.The two sides introduced each other's names, and then sat on the bench eating watermelon and watching movies together in a weird and harmonious way.

"Little uncle, why didn't you tell your fortune under the overpass in the east of the city? We couldn't find you when we went." Su Guanhuo criticized plausibly, "You can't make money by fishing for three days and posting on the net for two days!"

He Xichen folded the fan, and calmly twirled the bandage-wrapped right fingertips: "Xiao Jiuer, you are watching the fire from the other side, what are you doing with your arms so long?"

"Wrong! I call it "Looking at the Fire Through the Eyes"!"Do you understand? "

He Xichen pretended to be enlightened, nodded repeatedly, and then looked at the silent Wen Gu: "You are the disciple and grandson of Kongkong Sanxian? Haha, the old guy often complains to me that you don't get close to him."

Wen Gu's face changed slightly, and he said respectfully: "Don't dare to bother the old man."

"Oh? You dare to bother me?" He Xichen asked curiously.

"..." Wen Gu was wronged, "You, recognize me?"

"[Wen Gu Wu Wu Xin]? The kid who comes to talk to me every day about the talisman formation method alchemy furnace?"

Wen Gu's heart ached even more in an instant: "Don't, don't talk about it." If I continue to talk about it, my image of being wise and martial will be shattered into scum.

"Huai Suzi, don't bully the children." Jiaojiao couldn't help laughing.

He Xichen was old and disrespectful, laughed and fell on Lu Yan's shoulder, swaying in a sitting position or not.

Lu Yan helplessly raised his shoulders: "Get up, at least I have taken in an apprentice, pay attention to my image." Last night, Mr. Baoheng stayed for half the night, and was not driven back until three or four in the morning.He still had a job to do, and he wanted to keep watch at night, but He Xichen dragged him into bed and squeezed him to sleep together, feeling a little closer for no reason.

"What apprentice?" Wen Gu twitched his eyebrows, and his thin and sharp face suddenly became serious, "How old are you? How old is your apprentice? Two years old?"

He Xichen straightened his sitting posture slightly, and replied with a smile, "I'm here, exactly eighteen." Then he bumped Meng Shiyi's knee, "Teacher, he said you were two years old."

Meng Shiyi coaxed one, no match for a social person, and bitterly scooped out the sweetest watermelon heart with an iron spoon: "Two years old plus 14 years old."

Last night, her old mother heard her thrilling adventure, and early in the morning, she twisted her ineffective daughter's ears and came to apprentice aggressively.Standing behind He Xichen, Lu Yan stood behind He Xichen, like a vicious bodyguard, with a grumpy face and a haughty expression.As for He Xichen, before he woke up, he was stuffed to the brim with red envelopes in his left hand and dumplings in his right.

It is impossible to collect money, but the dumplings are fine, which just saves a breakfast.

He Xichen didn't say that he wanted to take in apprentices on a whim. According to Meng Shiyi's unlucky fate, he was recruiting ghosts and bumping ghosts every day. Without a master to guard him, he might not live to adulthood.He has nothing to do, teaching her two or three life-saving spells, is it possible that he still can't bear the title of master?

Meng Shiyi touched the copper coin buckle hanging around his neck, thinking that of course he could afford it!Just for this amulet, even if the little master told her to jump into the fire pit, she would have to jump with her eyes closed and her teeth gritted!Seeing that He Xichen is not very old, she took advantage of it and called him "Little Master".

"Little Master——" the hero in the movie called exactly that, which made Meng Shiyi hiccup in fright.

He Xichen twirled his folding fan, and the person also turned to her side: "What, dear eleven?"

Meng Shiyi quickly shook his head: "The watermelon is a bit icy, it's freezing to the teeth."

"Eat less sugar and brush your teeth more." He Xichen said with a lot of heart.

"...I'm not a child."

"Well, but still a little girl."

Jiaojiao hugged the speechless Meng Shiyi to her side, waved her white sleeves, and pushed He Xichen away: "Come on, go bully other people's children."

"How can you call it bullying?"

His smiling eyes were covered by the ink dripping fan, and a dragon-shaped totem was faintly engraved in the light-colored pupils.Meng Shiyi stared blankly, but was suddenly blocked by an inverted folding fan.

"If you keep staring at Miss Longnu, she will say you are frivolous."

Meng Shiyi immediately took He Xichen's fan with a red face, lowered her head and pretended to study the lines on it, which really made her see something - on the snow-white tough paper was an ancient travelogue, taken from "The Collection of Three Friends", is The only surviving work of Wen Duanji, a famous writer in ancient times.

The classics of the college entrance examination must memorize ancient poems and essays, let her know the past and the present!She read it silently word by word with great enjoyment. What she read was a period of friendship between Confucian scholars in Taiping County who copied books and enjoyed themselves.

He Xichen turned his head carelessly, and finally got serious: "Tan Sheng, what serious business do you want with me?" He emphasized the last three words.

Su Tan lowered his eyelids, he was forcibly pulled here by Su Guanhuo and Wen Gu.It is enough to have a godly sixth uncle at the head of the family. Mr. Tan only wants to be a glorious working people, and has no interest in ascending to immortality.

Are fairies good?not necessarily.It's not fun to make money.

He shook his head nonchalantly.

He Xichen smiled wryly: "It's okay, I have something to do with you!"

Su Tan:? ? ?

That green python is clinging to an old debt from hundreds of years ago, and He Xichen is so poor that at best, he only has two hands to pay off his debts.Worth one penny, not two pennies.Woah!what can he doI can only go to accept the reward offered by the Sifang Bureau, and hunt ghosts all over the world to pay back the money.

But before that, don't even think about Chong Xuanzi who drove him down the mountain!

"Your Sixth Uncle lives in a Taoist temple on Heling. I think he's not in the world of mortals, his six senses are unclean, he's gone mad, and he's about to throw himself into a stinky ditch." He Xichen came to Su Tan at some point, Sitting cross-legged, he spoke ill of Chong Xuanzi openly.

Su Tan looked down at him slightly, looking serious on his face, but actually thought to himself, well, there is a small mole in the eyebrow of the little traitor.

However, He Xichen was not aware of his slander, and was still serious about it: "Tan Sheng, Chong Xuanzi's life is entrusted to you! As the saying goes, "Put him to death and live later", throw him into the smell of alcohol and wealth -"

"If he doesn't die, he'll have to spend half his life!" A chilly mocking voice suddenly came from outside the window, and the sun-shading curtains moved, and the figures of snakes, foxes, mice and hedgehogs peeped in from top to bottom in sequence.The Supervisory Committee has always had a lot of things to do, and they rushed over in a hurry after they finally settled the old bad debts.

Su Guanhuo and Meng Shiyi were so frightened that they said "I'm sorry" at the same time. Wen Gu probably guessed something, and their expressions didn't change much.He is not a member of the Sifang Bureau, but he has also heard of the Sifang Bureau's life-saving rule of "provoking gods, ghosts and not snakes".What is the relationship between the legendary Liu Ning, who is victorious in all battles and drinks blood, and Huai Suzi?

Wen Gu began to consider the route of leaving the Su brothers behind and running alone.

"Master Liu." Lu Yan calmly stood up.

The fox jumped down first, and suddenly transformed into a beautiful and beautiful girl. The silk red dress was like a begonia, and she poured it into He Xichen's arms very skillfully: "Oh my lord, are you tempted by me?"

Su Tan's expression was weird, but he saw He Xichen's half-smile, "Oh girl, you haven't hidden your fox tail well, I can't be tempted."

He pushed lightly, but Mr. Baoheng seemed to be in extreme grief, staggered back to Meng Shiyi's side, leaned on her shoulder and cried, "Boring! Lao He, you are so boring!"

Meng Shiyi felt that half of his body was paralyzed, swallowed nervously like watching a big drama, and looked hesitantly at his little master who sneered.

"Fuck you! You haven't gotten tired of playing this trick for hundreds of years, so you're bored!" He Xichen kicked Baoheng Jun into the corner unceremoniously, stretched out his hand to pick up the bewildered little girl, and commanded worriedly. Said, "He's not in a good mind, stay away from him."

"It's too much, Lao He!!" Baoheng-jun instantly regained his male body, his gorgeous face was as dark as black water, and he charged forward with an aura of dissatisfaction.

Bai Shu stepped forward to block his footsteps without haste, Liu Ning was not as good-tempered as he was, and snorted coldly, the fox with its fangs and claws suddenly stopped, thinking that a man can bend and stretch, and the weasel is now a little Taoist priest, who can't be rounded or flattened. Or as he likes?

"It's useless to hug Xiaoheng!" He Xichen shook his head and sighed, biting his teeth.

"Shut up too." The gang boss spoke, and the poor Taoist who owed 66 yuan didn't dare to say anything.

Most of the rest of the people were stupefied by them, but Su Tan was surprisingly calm—Mr. Hu from Three Fox Films?He and Wen Gu looked at each other, with surprise and understanding flashing across their eyes.

"Second Brother." With her long wine-red hair tied up in front of her chest, Bai Jianzi ran to He Xichen's side stepping on small, low-heeled sandals.She lowered her eyebrows and smiled at Meng Shiyi, which made the little girl's face turn red.

Meng Shiyi held his breath, turned his head furtively, but met the beautiful Xingxian in white.Jiaojiao reluctantly curled the corners of her mouth, feeling sad.She knew that she and Liu Ning and the others were separated by a small building of five immortals, but since she opened her spiritual wisdom, Jiaojiao has been with the lonely Taoist priest all the time, she was unwilling to reach out, but was pushed away.

The narrow apartment room was full of eleven people standing there, with different expressions, erratic, vaguely divided.He Xichen blinked slowly, took a step forward, and stood in front of the three little girls.

Meng Shiyi realized belatedly that the room was full of handsome and handsome people.Baoheng Jun is as beautiful as peaches and plums, Su Guan is blazing with fire, Liu Ning is like a sword, Atractylodes is like jade, Su Tan is like Yuan, and Wen Gu is indifferent, like a trader wandering outside, waiting for opportunities.

Terrible.asphyxia.

She subconsciously looked at her little master. The little master was only two years older than her, but he was not as impetuous as her peers. Instead, she gave her a great sense of security and trust.

Meng Shiyi suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.She's just a mortal who doesn't fit in, but—she thought, drinking tea and playing chess in the downtown area, picking medicine and cultivating in the deep mountains, the little master is full of fireworks, and it's not against the law to be in the bright moon shining among the pine trees.

"The grandson of Kongkong Sanxian, and the nephew of Chongxuanzi." Bai Shu said leisurely, obviously having investigated He Xichen's life clearly, "Our brothers are reunited, please back down."

Wen Gu raised his eyes, and saluted respectfully with a meridian formula, cursing inwardly, damn it!I almost don't understand what it means!He could see that they had a very close relationship, and he didn't intend to stay any longer, so he turned around and left.

"I'm going to work too." Lu Yan glanced at his watch, asked his immediate superior Liu Ning for approval, and Shi Shi ran out of the door. Before he saw He Xichen waving at him, he couldn't help but paused and raised his hand hesitantly The hand also waved.

Su Guanhuo still wanted to fish in troubled waters, but his brother Tan grabbed him by the collar.

"I will ask someone to pick up Xuanzi Chong." Su Tan nodded, "If you have any trouble, you can come to me at any time...Little Martial Uncle." He gently closed the door.

The movie on the TV has just come to an end. The protagonist is far away in the rivers and lakes, the ancient road is windy and thin, and the moon is like a hook immersed in the desert. The ending is not happy, but it is extraordinarily free and easy.

"Be good eleven." He Xichen waved at the shivering Meng Shiyi, and pointed at Liu Ning calmly, "This is your uncle, called uncle."

Meng Shiyi was afraid of strangers, especially Liu Ning, who had a strong aura and was not easy to provoke, but he still obediently and timidly called out: "...uncle."

Liu Ning squinted at the little girl, frowned, as if very dissatisfied, suddenly a jug of lychee wine emerged from the void, and threw it into her arms: "Shorter than Xiaohong from Baoheng's family, tsk."

He Xichen laughed loudly, rubbed the frustrated Meng Shiyi, asked her to call whoever she pointed at, and finally recognized the whole person, and received four generous gifts.

"No loss, no loss, little eleven, when you meet monsters and goblins in the future, there will be a few uncles and uncles to support you, so you can walk sideways."

"Little master, usually in this situation, I am being chased and screaming."

He Xichen sighed: "Then call me by my name, our master and apprentice are of the same heart, and its strength will cut through gold!"

"Really?" Meng Shiyi hugged the jug and laughed foolishly.

Don't act like no one else is around, as if leaving me behind, Huai Suzi... Jiaojiao hurriedly approached two steps in fear, her usual indifferent state of mind was ups and downs for a while.She could only tentatively hand over the apricot branch from her sleeve.

He Xichen lowered his eyes kindly, just like Avalokitesvara is merciful.

He caught the apricot blossom branch and said softly, "I'm here."

Jiaojiao's heart finally settled down, and at the same time she breathed a sigh of relief, she almost couldn't help crying.She didn't care about Naoshizi Wuxian Xiaozhu, and turned into a wisp of smoke.

"She can't stay." Liu Ning said suddenly.

He Xichen's eyebrows trembled, he ignored him, turned around and said, "Little Shishi, you have to go back to school for accommodation tomorrow, so go home and pack your luggage first."

Meng Shiyi subtly felt the stagnation of the atmosphere, hesitating, turning around every step, for fear that they would fight.Seeing her leave, He Xichen raised his eyelids and asked knowingly, "Why?"

Liu Ning said in a cold voice: "She is not right!"

"Jiaojiao has no intention of harming me."

"Her lust will kill you."

"People always have desires."

A person with truly pure six senses will either become an immortal or become a Buddha, or pass away in seclusion.It is nonsense to say that the five aggregates are all empty!Liu Ning understands, so what?Catching the wind and catching the shadow is fine, and the snake's shadow is also fine. Is it possible to wait until the tiger's tail spring ice, so that the weasel will suffer from the punishment of heaven?

Liu Ning tried his best to restrain the excessive panic in his heart, seeing that he didn't repent, he smiled angrily: "Xi Chen, don't make Brother Ning angry again."

"It's not me that made Brother Ning angry, it's Brother Ning who has a demon in his heart." He Xichen also laughed, and helplessly closed the folding fan in his hand, as if beating on everyone's altar.

Bai Jianzi's eyes were worried, Bai Shu stopped Liu Ning's arm: "Calm down."

Mr. Baoheng was at his wit's end: "Stop arguing, stop arguing."

"What demonic obstacle?" Liu Ning questioned instead.

He Xichen raised his eyebrows, he was even more frivolous than a scumbag: "You have been possessed, and you don't know it?" He was so proud, after all, to grab Liu Ning's painful feet, it was like stealing a glass of "Buddha can't save you" "Harder.

Daoist He walked around the furious green python twice with his hands behind his back, and finally stood still in front of him, amazed.Being possessed by demons can still maintain a pure nature, in the whole world, there is only such a Liu Ning!

He Xichen raised his fan: "Brother Ning, look at me."

Mr. Baoheng frowned, feeling that something was wrong, and quietly moved to the door.

Liu Ning didn't know why, but he still looked into He Xichen's cold eyes.His heavy and serious expression was honestly reflected in the light pupils, as if the person in front of him owed him money.It is true that he owes money, and he still owes a lot, 66, which is enough for He Xichen to grieve for a while.

Thinking of this, Liu Ning's displeasure strangely improved.

Suddenly heard three shouts, Chen Xiang's fan bone rose and fell three times, knocking on his head.

"Stubborn."

"Listen to me—"

"Return evil to righteousness!"

Liu Ning Lingtai suddenly cleared up, but was incredulously stunned.

He Xichen had already fled away with Mr. Baoheng, but Bai Pozi suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly opened the window and shouted downstairs: "Remember to go home for dinner!"

"Brother Ning." Bai Shu hesitated to speak.

"He hit me?" Liu Ning was expressionless.

"……Um."

Liu Ning sneered, and crushed the hilt of the saber with his bare hands. The unfinished meaning was self-evident: "When they go home for dinner—"

***

The noisy studio was chaotic and orderly, Kong Que finished filming the first scene, and let the hero and heroine go down to rest.This scene took more than [-] shots, and the hard work made him almost blow out the peacock's tail. Fortunately, this one finally barely satisfied him.

Lord Baoheng is lustful, and Kong Que is also lustful.Fox opened an entertainment company to collect all kinds of beauties, and Peacock jumped directly into the big dye vat to play with actresses of different styles.With the right time and place, his acting career can be regarded as the pinnacle, and he won various awards, so he threw himself into the circle of directors and began to seek artistic beauty.

"Que'er is quite handsome." He Xichen leaned on the roof of the high roof that no one could see, "what to do" and looked down at the messy filming base.

"How do you know that Kong Que is filming?" Mr. Baoheng broke open a walnut, gave him half, and put the other half into his mouth to chew carefully.The two dared not go home, for fear of being eaten alive by Liu Ning, and took refuge here miserable.

Kong Que is a big star, and the bus stops are full of his billboards. If you don’t pay attention, you can’t see anything. When you pay attention, you find that it’s all about him.He Xichen twirled his fan lazily: "Xiao Shiyi told me."

Mr. Baoheng rolled his eyes in disgust, he and Kong Que were not on the same page, but they were evenly matched, and no one could do anything to the other.Back then they were too late to see He Xichen for the last time, but Kong Que took all the responsibility on his own head, accepted the punishment and accepted the punishment.

"Really?" He Xichen sighed inexplicably, rolled his eyes, and reached out to Mr. Baoheng, "Give me a walnut."

A long time ago, Kong Que went boating under the lake and mountains with a wine jug in his mouth.The distant mountains are like daisies, with blue waves rippling. Occasionally, a girl from Chunshan Mountain in Chuyao Pavilion boards the orchid boat alone.

At that time, he was very Meng Lang, shaking his Gui Zhao and eagerly trying to catch up, but was interrupted by Mr. Xingyi, who came out halfway.

"Are you courting death?" Kong Que was exasperated.

He Xichen's bamboo boat lay across his path, and he didn't care that half of his clothes were soaked, so he asked with a smile, "That girl is afraid of you, don't you know?"

Kong Que was taken aback: "Why are you afraid of me?"

"... an elm head."

Now that Kong Que thinks back, he still remembers Miss Chunshan's beautiful eyebrows and ambiguous crimson lips, and also remembers that Huang Pizi turned into a nobleman, standing helplessly on the bow of the boat, dripping water from the tail of her hair, and was secretly sold out.

He rescued the spider spirit's bride in the village, but caused his friend to die alone in the snow, his soul scattered.

He really wanted to say sorry to He Xichen.

"Director, do you want to take a break?" the assistant director asked worriedly.

"No need, call the lighting engineer." Kong Que blinked his dry eyes vigorously.

Being a director is a very hard and tiring job. He is so busy that he has to check whether his tail feathers are bald when he gets up every day.But as long as he takes a good shot, he feels at ease in an instant.

Kong Que took a sip of tea from his thermos, looked up at the blue sky, suddenly his ears moved, and he turned his face quickly to catch the walnuts galloping in the air.

He scanned the surroundings vigilantly, and found nothing unusual, then crushed the empty walnut shell and picked out the note hidden inside.

——Queer, seeing a letter is like meeting you.

Signed by Weasel and Fox.

... Kong Que clutched the note in a daze.

"Pause filming!"

Fuck you! Letters are like meetings!I want to see with my own eyes that you are safe and sound!

He Xichen and Baoheng Jun had already left.Liu Ning, who came a step behind, stood on the ridge of the roof and waited for 10 minutes. Black and white impermanence shot through the roof tiles, looking pale.

"Have you found it?" Liu Ning probably guessed the answer, but still persisted in asking.

"No."

"Lao He's name is not in the book of life and death, nor is "Huai Suzi". "

Xie Bi'an and Fan Wujiu collapsed on the roof in depression, the setting sun was not warm, but it almost made them burst into tears.On the contrary, Liu Ning didn't react much, half of his face was hidden in the shadow indifferently, and he just laughed.

"There's no need to go any further."

"Seventh Lord and Eighth Lord, come to Wuxian Xiaozhu to have a reunion dinner tonight."

***

"Bao Xiaoheng, you have a very rich life—" He Xichen was wearing a yellow fluorescent traffic police jacket, white gloves, and a white hat, with a whistle hanging around his neck, standing at the intersection, closing the lane.

This road transformed by evil spirits does not exist. If you accidentally drive on it, it will be difficult to survive.

Mr. Baoheng also felt uncomfortable: "There is no way, the grievance is too heavy, and I can't get over it."

Under the afterglow, the dark mountains and forests look like dormant animal bones, and when the wind blows, there will be sharp chirping sounds.The traffic flow on the expressway followed the command of the traffic police temporary workers in an orderly manner, and safely avoided the trap of evil spirits.

"The "Small Square Pot" is about to open, when the time comes, the brothers will come over to support you. "Mr. Baoheng thought it out as soon as he thought about it.

He Xichen snorted coldly and raised his chin: "I need you to support me?"

"As far as your virtue is concerned, I'm afraid you will be beaten."

"I, He Xichen, have never been afraid of a fight. I even beat Brother Ning, so why not?"

Both of them fell silent suddenly, thinking that Liu Ning might hunt them down to the ends of the earth, all the chatting and laughing mood disappeared without a trace.

The crooked moon showed a little trace, and the night came from afar, slowly engulfing the sky of burning clouds.

"Ha, I used to be the only one guarding this intersection." Mr. Baoheng hugged He Xichen's shoulders with emotion, "It's not bad to have you chatting with me now." The sly fox eyes are not sly at all under the incandescent light , shiny, revealing a sense of stupidity.

He Xichen's heart skipped a beat, he smiled softly, and hooked his shoulders: "Next time, I'll ask Ah Jie to bring us supper."

The sky was getting darker and darker, and the embers of the evening glow shattered into stars.Vehicles on the highway turned on their headlights and roared by.

"Going home for dinner."

"Um……"

"Not leaving yet?"

"you go first."

The two looked at each other silently, and at the same time grabbed each other's sleeves: "Let's go together!"

How many amazing things will a person encounter in his life?Flying birds flit across the lake covered in clouds and mist in the morning light, or in late autumn, white cranes are chirping, an old man in the mountains rides a green bull upside down, singing a soul-stirring song, and the oiran dances day and night upside down, filling the sky with fireworks.

Mr. Baoheng doesn't know.

But at this moment, the weasel in his hand was laughing and cursing, all of which became articles.

He Xichen didn't know.

However, friends of poetry, wine, tea, sword and song are indispensable.

The way forward is uncertain, drink three cups together.

Please stay and don't have to send me off.

The author has something to say: Thank you Qianfeng for the grenade, thank you Tiarucl, Dada, and Fengqing for the mines.

Lao He is a very special and important person to me.

As I write this, it is time to say goodbye.

He Xichen, go on the road alone, please take care of yourself.If you are tired, be sure to stop and rest.

I am very grateful to the girls for their company all the time. No matter the high school entrance examination, college entrance examination, study or work, I wish my dreams come true.

The green hills remain unchanged, and the green waters flow forever.Goodbye Jianghu, there will be a period later.