There are three excellent views in the small courtyard where the plaque of [Huaijin Thatched Cottage] is hung.

In addition to the winding path paved with cobblestones and the two Buddha lotus floating in the large water tank, there is the old elm tree in the courtyard that is full of elms and money in April.

It's March.

The old elm tree is already full of purple stamens, and then stained with some early morning white dew, there is naturally a tree of purple jade hanging all over the scenery of the golden hall.

If you meet a poet who has traveled here again, I am afraid that I will have to chant a sentence: "The grass hall has few flowers and wants to be planted today, and I don't ask about green plums and yellow plums." ”

It's a pity that on the old elm tree in the small courtyard, there is a young man in a cloth and green shirt hanging today.

Who did this to you? It's murder!

Li Suijiu couldn't think about why he wrote his graduation thesis on the computer in a good manner, but as soon as he opened his eyes, he was hung on a tree.

He kicked his legs desperately, but the hemp rope became tighter and tighter.

So, he tried to grasp the hemp rope with both hands, but he was unable to lift himself, and the only thing he could do was to tilt his head back as far as possible to delay time.

Come on, someone, who's going to save me.

I haven't finished my dissertation yet!

Just when Li Suijiu's consciousness was gradually blurred and he was about to fall into despair, he saw a passer-by woman with big shoulders and a round waist at the gate of the small courtyard, humming a song while carrying two buckets of water.

Then, look at each other.

Li Suijiu's eyes bulged so much that they were about to fall to the ground, and they were full of anticipation and bloodshots.

After the woman was stunned for a moment, she let out a scream: "Come and see, Li Xiucai is hanging!! ”

After saying that, he didn't care that the two buckets on his shoulders "clattered" to the ground, and ran forward like crazy.

Back, back...... I'm not dead yet!

Although Li Suijiu knew that his current appearance must be a little terrifying, it was true that he could save it again.

Thankfully, the woman's voice was loud enough.

Soon, a thin old man in the courtyard next door walked out.

He also saw Li Suijiu, and after rubbing his eyes, he also shouted: "Oh no, Li Xiucai is really hanging, everyone come and see!" ”

I know I hanged myself, but can you save someone first?!

Li Suijiu didn't know if he was angry, he actually wanted to laugh.

What is the realistic reaction to this, seeing someone hanged is not to choose to save people first, but to call more people to come and see?

Of course, the shouts of the two still attracted a lot of people to come over, and the people who ate melons rushed into the small courtyard, gathered in front of the old locust tree, and pointed at the young man on the tree.

He even saw a six-year-old child at the entrance of the courtyard, with a wooden board hanging around his neck and a small bag of oiled paper on it, shouting for melon seeds and peanuts.

"It's really Li Xiucai!"

"It's good, why did you hang yourself?"

"Poor boy ......"

Everyone showed a compassionate side and expressed deep sympathy for Li Suijiu's miserable experience, but no one did anything.

No, someone did it!

Li Suijiu, who was hanging on a high place, vaguely saw a guy with thief eyebrows and rat eyes, and took the opportunity to put his hand into the big water tank in the courtyard, and found a red-tailed carp from it?

Take advantage of the fire, right? Dog thief, let go of that fish!

Li Suijiu's eyes rolled.

He knew that if he didn't move again, not only would the fish be gone, but he would also be 'watched' to death if he touched it.

So, with the last of his strength, he kicked his leg again.

"Huh? Am I dazzled? Li Xiucai's legs seem to have moved! The sharp-eyed man cried out.

"Nonsense, hanging for so long must be dead!"

The skinny old man denied it with his own old and spicy experience.

Li Suijiu silently wrote down the old man who lived next door to him in his heart.

There was no choice but to kick his leg again......

"It's really still moving!"

"Quick, everyone, save people!"

“……”

The melon-eating crowd finally woke up.

A crowd of people flocked up.

Hugging the legs, hugging the waist, hugging the waist, pulling down one by one, until Li Suijiu's eyes turned black.

With a knife! !

Li Suijiu couldn't support it anymore, he didn't even know if he had been rescued, so he passed out completely.

……

Is it a dream? Or is it reality?

In a daze, Li Suijiu felt something hard stuff stuffed into his mouth, and then, some warm and hot juice was poured into his mouth.

“？？？”

Li Suijiu opened his eyes involuntarily.

Irime is a girl about fifteen years old.

He wore a light yellow embroidered silk shirt on his upper body, a water-blue lotus platform eight-panel skirt on his lower body, and his long delicate black hair was draped over his weak shoulders.

Although there is still a little baby fat on his face, his facial features are exquisite, his eyes are clear and clear, his long eyelashes tremble slightly, and his thin lips are as delicate as rose petals.

In particular, the skin is delicate and fair, like goat's milk clotted fat, and the undulating shape of the chest is beautiful, which is already quite large.

Of course, the most distinctive thing is the temperament of a girl, with delicate eyebrows and shyness, implying spring waves, which made Li Suijiu can't help but think of a sentence 'Narcissus is stationed in Fangxin, and the characters are worthy of the common youth'.

It's just that, what's going on with the girl's ancient costume?

"Jinlang! You finally woke up, Qian'er heard that Jinlang hanged himself, and her heart was really good...... It's so worried......" The girl saw Li Suijiu open her eyes, and her tone was full of concern.

Jinlang? Is this calling me?

Li Suijiu vaguely remembered that he had been hung on a tree before he fell unconscious.

At that time, there was no other person in the hospital, so could it really be that he hanged himself?

Then there was the woman carrying the water and the thin old man next door, who seemed to be dressed in ancient costumes, but he didn't think about it at that time.

Now looking at the various ancient decorations displayed in the room, as well as the thick quilt on his body, it seems that they are all announcing one thing to him.

He's probably crossed!

It's just that he thinks about the past as much as he can, but he can only recall the life in the previous world, as well as his unfinished papers, and there is no other [memory].

Oops, there is no memory for crossing!

Without memory, he knew what the girl in front of him was related to him.

Therefore, they did not dare to act rashly.

And at this moment, Qian'er stretched out a wooden spoon straight over: "Jinlang just woke up, don't talk yet, drink this bowl of ginger soup." ”

Oh, you just fed me soup?

It's good that it's not medicine!

Li Suijiu's mouth was successfully poured with another mouthful of juice, and this time he drank the taste, it was indeed ginger soup.

Qian'er fed Li Suijiu and drank ginger soup, and continued: "Why can't Jinlang think about it like this? You were admitted to Xiucai at the age of fifteen, and you are a famous talent in [Yinhua Mansion].

In the past three years, Jin Lang has been studying hard night and night, doesn't he just want to be admitted to the examination in the autumn?

It's Qian'er's fault, these days will be taken care of in the future, and Qian'er will come over to accompany her night after night, just looking at Jinlang and not having the idea of suicide again, Qian'er is Jinlang's person in life, and Jinlang's ghost in death......

Jinlang opened his mouth, drank the ginger soup first, and then Qian'er went to get you some egg custard. ”

Although the girl didn't say it explicitly, Li Suijiu understood.

The girl in front of her, who is as beautiful as a narcissus, seems to be her own lady who has not passed through the door?

Thinking about it this way, the start of this crossing is not bad?

Although there is no 5TB in the computer hard drive, it should be satisfying to have a talent and a good-looking lady.

I just don't know which historical dynasty this is?

Of course, no matter which dynasty it is, as a graduate student majoring in Chinese language and literature with excellent grades, Li Suijiu has enough self-confidence to pass the examination with a full stomach.

As long as you can be admitted to the exam, you can become an official.

In the future, if you buy a big house, put hundreds of acres of fertile land, and raise more than a dozen little girls who are smart, even if they are not rich and expensive, they can be called happy and healthy.

"Qian'er, I want ......"

Li Suijiu wanted to say that he was in urgent need of urination and wanted to relieve himself.

But Qian'er was stunned for a moment, and then, her cheeks flushed, a slender jade hand pressed on his lips, and her eyes were full of shyness: "Jinlang, we haven't officially married yet, don't think about it......"

Speaking of this, he seemed to feel that it shouldn't be like this, and immediately added a sentence as thin as a mosquito: "Moreover, Jinlang is weak now, if he is strong, I am afraid that he will hurt his body......"

really interprets the shyness and shyness of a young girl to the extreme.

Moreover, because of being too close, the faint fragrance of virginity is even more fragrant.

Li Suijiu was really a little unbearable for a while.

He felt the delicate hand between his lips being delicate and smooth, and Qian'er's skin was just as he could see, and it could be broken like goat's milk cream, which made people's hearts ripple.

The only problem is that it's a little cold and cold.

But he really just wanted to get a little relief.

"I'm sorry, it's me who is not good at ......" As a man who has read a lot of romance novels, Li Suijiu knows that explaining at this time will only embarrass Qian'er.

"Jinlang, don't be so self-deprecating!" When Qian'er heard Li Suijiu's apology, she immediately panicked: "Jinlang's talent has been praised by 'Yang Fuzun' personally, Qian'er has only recognized Jinlang in her life, if Jinlang really wants it now, then ...... Then let's ask for Qian'er. ”

After speaking, Qian'er took the initiative to throw herself into Li Suijiu's arms, and at the same time closed her eyes, her face was as red as a peach blossom in March, and she looked like she was picking at will.

Feel the softness in your arms.

Li Suijiu froze for a moment, wanting to ...... Just give it?

Feeling the coldness on Qian'er's body, in line with the idea of not freezing the lady, Li Suijiu stretched out his hands and hugged Qian'er gently.

Qian'er's body trembled more and more, and she looked a little scared.

Don't be afraid, my brother loves you!

complained in his heart, but Li Suijiu's hand had already loosened: "Qian'er, since you feel sorry for me, how can I not cherish my body?" ”

If you don't push the boat along the river, it is naturally not good for the old man to push it...... Belch! This must have nothing to do with the fact that his body is so weak that he doesn't move now, the main thing is that he has justice in his heart and will not really do anything against Qian'er's wishes.

At least wait until the two of them really get to know each other.

Qian'er seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

A pair of shy eyes glanced at Li Suijiu affectionately, and then jumped away like a rabbit: "That...... That Qian'er brought egg custard to Jinlang. ”

"Okay."

Li Suijiu had actually been secretly observing Qian'er's expression.

Qian'er's appearance doesn't look like a disguise.

Moreover, the furnishings in this house are relatively ordinary, and there is probably no such thing as an ambiguous attempt to plot family property.

So, is this just crossing over, and you have met love?

It's great!

……

Not much.

Qian'er trotted back with a bowl of egg custard.

The skirt is flying, fluttering like a butterfly.

Li Suijiu, who was fed a bowl of egg custard, felt that his physical strength had recovered a lot.

So, I began to try to talk to Qian'er about some parents, and the first thing I talked about was naturally the red-tailed carp in the big water tank in the yard.

Li Suijiu bluntly said that when he recovers tomorrow, he will ask for it.

When Qian'er heard that the red-tailed carp in the big tank had been stolen, she also looked indignant, her little face was slightly red with anger, and her chest was undulating.

He clenched his small fist again and said: "This 'Zhao Si' is really hateful, he actually took advantage of Jinlang's hanging to commit this theft, Jinlang's body is still a little weak, and the matter of asking for red-tailed carp will be handed over to Qian'er to do." ”

It turns out that the guy's name is Zhao Si?

Li Suijiu laughed, looking at Qian'er's angry appearance, she felt very cute and cute.

Involuntarily, he held Qian'er in his arms again.

Qian'er seemed to have adapted a little this time, but she lowered her head and shyly burrowed into the bed.

Of course, Li Suijiu finally rejected Qian'er's proposal, how could this kind of thing be done by a weak lady?

He's got his own way!

Later, the two chatted about some interesting things in Yinhua Mansion, and at the same time, he also knew that the thin old man in the courtyard next door was surnamed Meng, and everyone called Meng Bo on weekdays.

As for his own name?

The surname is Li, the name is Suijiu, and the word Huaijin.

This was found on his [Xiucai Name], which was actually the same as his real name.

Li Suijiu was in a trance.

Is it a coincidence?

Or is this his past life, or is it Huang Liang's dream?

I just don't know if this dream can be a thousand years?

……

In the early morning of the second day, he was stunned.

When Li Suijiu woke up from her dream, Qian'er didn't know when she would leave.

On the table was a warm breakfast, three steamed buns, two poached eggs, and a bowl of millet porridge, which was covered with a bamboo frame to prevent flies and insects from biting.

According to Qian'er, she can't come during the day, after all, the two have not officially married, so they always have to stay idle.

In ancient times, the girls in the boudoir paid great attention to the name and festival, and Li Suijiu naturally understood this truth.

Quickly use it too early.

Li Suijiu put on a green shirt, stepped on cloth boots and walked out of the house, stretched a big lazy waist in the grassy courtyard, and greedily sniffed the lingering fragrance in the air.

The night passed.

His body has recovered a lot, and he should have gone to that Zhao Si to ask for his red-tailed carp.

According to Qian'er's description, Zhao Si lived in the alley across the corner, idling around on weekdays and occasionally committing some thefts.

Li Suijiu had already prepared the means and decided to make a move to convince people with virtue.

He plans to give this goods a righteous slap first, and then a shot of the yin leg, he will definitely beat him to take the initiative to offer fish, and it will not be difficult to pay a few copper coins.

Who said that if you show talent, you won't use force?

In his previous life, although Li Suijiu studied at a prestigious university, he was born in the mountains.

It's a bit too much to say 'poor mountains and bad waters come out of the people', but since I was a child, I have also raised a bandit spirit with the hunters in the mountains, and I can't rub a little sand in my eyes.

I'm waiting to go out.

He found that the old man next door, Meng Bo, was also moving his muscles and bones in the courtyard.

I saw Meng Bo clenching his fists with both hands, constantly hitting long punches, short punches, and swinging arm punches between breathing, and in the whole process, his pile skills appeared to be extremely stable, which showed that he had a certain foundation.

Could it be some kind of hidden master?

Li Suijiu thought about it for a while and decided to try Meng Bo's depth.

So, he said: "Only cultivating nature, not life, this is the first disease of cultivation; Only cultivating the ancestral nature and not cultivating the Dan, it is difficult for the Yin Spirit of Ten Thousand Tribulations to enter the Holy Spirit. ”

As a graduate student of Chinese language and literature, Li Suijiu's research direction is ancient texts, which naturally contain some classic Taoist cultivation secrets.

Although I have not practiced it myself, my theoretical knowledge is quite solid.

"Huh?"

When Meng Bo, who was boxing, heard this, his eyes also looked at Li Suijiu.

He knew that Li Suijiu was a famous talent in Yinhua Mansion, and he was admitted to Xiucai at the age of fifteen, but he didn't know that Li Suijiu still knew how to cultivate?

Although there are doubts in my heart, Li Suijiu's words do reveal some 'mysteries', and it seems to point directly to the shortcomings and direction of cultivation?

Li Suijiu naturally didn't explain, but continued: "Tongue against palate, look ahead. ”

"What?" Meng Bo was puzzled.

"I said with my tongue on the roof of my palate and my eyes ahead of me." Li Suijiu repeated.

"Oh......" Meng Bo didn't know what Li Suijiu wanted to do, but after thinking about it, he still did as he said.

"Tighten your abdomen and lift your buttocks, and spit out the world."

"Good!"

Meng Bo understood now that this Xiucai seemed to be really guiding him to cultivate.

Seeing that Meng Bo began to cooperate, the corners of Li Suijiu's mouth raised slightly, and he continued: "Folded your legs...... Yes, that's it! Tilt of the body...... I said sideways, right...... Tilt ...... again Tilt ...... again One-legged independent ......"

"Plop!"

Meng Bo planted a dog to gnaw mud.

How poor is the qualifications? Li Suijiu sighed in disappointment, thinking that he was a master, but it turned out that this skill was not very good.

Let you die yesterday and not save it!

Taking advantage of the fact that Meng Bo was down, his face was melancholy, Li Suijiu hummed a song and went out of the courtyard.

"That night, you didn't reject me, that night, I hurt you, that night ......"

Singing to the passion.

Then he ran into the woman who was passing by yesterday carrying water.

The woman did not carry water again today, but her expression was very different from yesterday, and she hurried and shouted loudly.

"Oh no, Zhao Si hanged himself, everyone come and see!!"

(The new book set sail, you have a lot of support, collection, recommendation, and follow-up!) ）