"Hmm~"

Chen Xuan's whole body was extremely sore, and he felt groggy that someone was pushing him.

An immature voice cried anxiously: "Senior brother! Brother! Wake up! Master is gone, if you have another thing, what will I do! Brother! ”

He snorted and forced his eyes open, and dimly saw a small figure pushing him.

His head throbbed with a throbbing pain, and he couldn't help but say, "Don't, don't shake." ”

The hoarse and weak voice startled him, is this what I said?

"Senior brother, are you awake? That's great! The figure screamed in surprise and pounced on him.

"Humph!" Chen Xuan only felt that his eyes were dark, and he almost didn't lose his breath.

It was easy to breathe and push away the figure lying on his body, only then did he see clearly that this was a little Taoist boy with clear eyebrows, and his face was full of tears at this time.

I was in an old tiled house, with log-topped beams and ridges, surrounded by yellow mud walls.

"What kind of place is this? How did I end up here? ”

As soon as Chen Xuan had a question, the previous picture flashed in his mind.

He picked up the courier and was walking back, when suddenly a white mist hit his face, and he was so frightened that he turned around and fell to the ground.

After that, and then it's now.

What's the situation?

Just when he was puzzled, a small flower face appeared in front of him, "Senior brother, you can be considered awake, I don't know what to do if you don't wake up again." ”

Chen Xuan couldn't help but ask, "Who are you?" How do you call me Senior Brother? ”

Xiao Daotong was stunned for a moment, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he cried loudly, and shouted in his mouth: "Senior brother is stupid, master...... Master...... Master is dead! Wow......"

I just wanted to call Master, but I remembered that Master was dead, and I couldn't help crying louder.

Chen Xuan was already uncomfortable, and his brain hurt when he heard him cry, and he couldn't help yelling: "Don't cry." ”

Xiao Daotong's crying stopped abruptly, staring at him with a pair of big teary eyes, and couldn't stop crying.

"Now, I ask, you answer." Chen Xuan sighed, sat up with his body propped up, rubbed his head, and asked, "What's your name?" What is my name? What is this place? Who is Master? And how did he die? ”

"Senior brother, you're asking too much." Xiao Daotong couldn't help sobbing and said timidly.

Chen Xuan looked at him as if he was only a teenager, sighed again, and asked, "Who am I?" ”

"You're a senior brother." Xiaodao Tong pouted and wanted to cry again.

Chen Xuan hurriedly appeased, and it took a lot of effort to ask for understanding.

Combined with the intermittent memories in his mind, he also understood the current situation.

He has crossed over, and his name is still Chen Xuan, his legal name is Daoxuan, and the little Taoist boy in front of him is his junior brother.

The predecessor was an orphan, and he was picked up by Li Santong, the master of the Baiyun Temple of Qingfeng Mountain, to be accepted as an apprentice.

Xiaodao Tong was brought back from the swaddling clothes, and after looking for a long time, he didn't find his family, so he could only raise them together.

Because I don't know what my surname is, I still have a piece of jade on my body, engraved with the word "Yang", so I only gave it a name, called Yuyang.

A few days ago, Li Santong suddenly fell asleep and didn't get up again, but the old man was over 14 years old, and he had more than two armors, which can be described as a long life.

After inviting someone to bury the master, the two brothers and sisters relied on each other in the view.

Who would have thought that when he got up at night last night, he suddenly had a headache in his head, and he fainted in the courtyard without knowing it.

Yuyang saw that he hadn't gone back for a long time, and when he came out to look for him, he found that he had fainted on the ground, his head was smashed, and blood flowed all over the ground, and he was immediately frightened.

Later, when he came to his senses, he bandaged his wound indiscriminately, and brought him back to the house to keep watch all night.

In the morning, seeing that he was still not awake, he thought that his senior brother might also die, so he suddenly panicked and began to cry.

After answering the questions at this point, I couldn't hold back my sleep.

Chen Xuan hugged Yuyang, who was clutching his collar tightly, rubbed his brow, which was still frowning in his dream, and sighed faintly.

It's really embarrassing for him, how did he, a ten-year-old child, move himself back in a frightened and frightened situation?

But......

What is this called? Take a courier and cross over?

I touched my head and tried the location of the wound, a little back on the top of my head, as if something had fallen off it, and it happened to be hit.

For fear of bleeding again, he didn't dare to untie the strips of cloth that he had wrapped haphazardly.

Putting Yuyang on the bed, he took off the robe he was holding tightly and covered him, got up and looked around.

The room is not large, only three meters square, and there are two beds on the left and right sides of the room, which basically takes up most of the space.

There was a small table on the left side of the door, and on the wall hung two wooden swords, one large and one small, and on the right was a wooden shelf with a clay pot on it.

I looked at my current appearance through the water inside, my eyebrows were like paint, my eyes were bright, my nose was high and my mouth was wide, but I had a good appearance.

Look at the body again, about 1.8 meters up, big shoulders and round waist, broad shoulders and thick back, slender hands and feet, obviously good physical fitness.

It's true that when I first woke up, I was still sore and weak, but now I don't feel sore except for a little pain in my head.

Although he looks strong and old-looking, he is actually eighteen years old.

Walked out of the door and looked, the main house was three tiled rooms, he came out of the west house, the middle is the main hall, enshrined a statue of a god, the east house is the original view of the master Li Santong's room, now vacant.

There was a thatched hut on the east and west, some miscellaneous items and tools were stored on the west, and a kitchen on the east, and a well at the door.

There is also a pomegranate tree and a jujube tree in the courtyard, the pomegranate tree is at the door of the east house, the flowering period has passed at this time, but the fruit is not yet ripe.

The jujube tree is at the door of the West House, and the branches and leaves still have small yellow and green flowers that have not been grateful, and the small courtyard is covered by lush greenery, and there is a bluestone table and four stone benches under the tree.

There is also a water tank on the road facing the entrance and the temple gate, in which a lotus plant is planted, with three or five lotus leaves swaying and a red lotus showing alone.

It's a small place, but it's full of organs.

There was a pool of blood under the jujube tree, and it was thought that it was where he fell.

When I walked to the front and took a look, I found that it had dried up, and there were fresh leaves and branches scattered around, and when I looked up, I saw that there were indeed traces of breaking on it.

Looking around, I found two rolls of brand-new bamboo slips glowing with lacquer under the stone table.

He reached out to pick it up, and when he got up, he heard a "bang" sound, and couldn't help but startle him, and when he looked again, he found that the bluestone table was constantly shaking because he accidentally pushed it.

"Is this table a fake stone?" Chen Xuan secretly thought in his heart, stretched out his hand and shook both sides of the stone table, and found that the stone table was real, carrying about two or three hundred catties.

"Huh, the original owner is still a natural Hercules?" He picked up a bluestone pier in one hand and found that it was also real, it was dozens of catties smaller, but in his hands it was not much heavier than wood.

After playing with it for a while, he remembered the two bamboo slips he had picked up, sat on the stone bench, untied the rope and unfolded it, and suddenly exclaimed, "Isn't this what I bought?" ”

These two volumes of bamboo slips, one engraved with "Huang Ting Jing" and the other engraved with "The Eight Great Divine Mantras of Taoism", are the couriers he took before.

Could it be that these two things smashed him? My own crossing is also related to this?

Isn't this his golden finger?

The wound on the head of the hand was stained with blood, but there was still no response, and it seemed that he could not drip blood to recognize the owner.

I checked it several times, but I couldn't find anything special, it seems that this is an ordinary handicraft processed by a machine.

"Forget it, just leave a souvenir, let's take a look at it first, I haven't had time to see it after I bought it."

Chen Xuan didn't think about it anymore, picked up the "Huang Ting Jing" and read it word by word.

"In front of the Emperor of the Purple Xiaxu Emperor of the Shangqing Dynasty, the Jade Chenjun of the Taishang Avenue; Idle Ju Ruizhu makes seven words, scatters the five shapes and turns into ten thousand gods; It is for Huang Ting to say the inner chapter, the heart of the piano three stacks of dancing fetal immortals ......"

"Huang Ting Jing" is the main classic of Taoism, and is also regarded as the main classic of Neidan cultivation by the Neidan family, and is known as the "wonderful classic of longevity".

There are "Huangting Interior Scenery Jade Sutra" and "Huangting Exterior Scenery Jade Sutra", and the content of this bamboo slip is a combination of interior and exterior scenes.

Although Chen Xuan can't memorize it, he has read it on the Internet many times, and now he reads it very smoothly.

Looking at him, he forgot the time, and when he came back to his senses, he had already read the two scriptures, and he felt a little fascinated.

I was about to take another look at the Eight Great Divine Spells, but I heard Yuyang in the room shout in horror: "Senior brother! Brother! ”

"It's coming, it's coming!" He hurriedly threw the book on the stone table, and when he ran into the house, he saw Yuyang holding his robe and screaming with horror on his face.

Seeing him, he quickly ran out of bed and hugged him, shouting, "Senior brother, where did you go?" ”

A ten-year-old child, the master who has depended on each other since childhood has just died, if it weren't for Chen Xuan's crossing, even the senior brother who grew up together would be gone, it looks really pitiful.

"I'm not going anywhere, I'm just outside." Chen Xuan picked him up and stroked his back to comfort him.

After comforting for a while, Yuyang came to his senses, raised his head and exclaimed in surprise: "Senior brother, are you okay?" ”

Chen Xuan rubbed his head and said, "It's okay." ”

"Great!" He happily plunged into Chen Xuan's arms again, muttering in his mouth, "Senior brother doesn't have to go, senior brother doesn't have to go......"

That tone made Chen Xuan sigh when he heard it.

Suddenly, there was a grunt, Yuyang rubbed his stomach and said, "Senior brother, I'm hungry." ”

"I'll go get something to eat." Chen Xuan also felt hungry, so he went out with him, put away the books on the stone table, and came to the kitchen on the east side.

In the dimly lit room, there was a water tank, a rice tank, a stove, a cabinet, and a piece of bacon and two dried fish hanging on the beams.

He looked through it and saw that there was still a lot of rice in the rice jar, and in addition to the dishes and chopsticks, there was also a can of noodles in the cabinet, and some dried vegetables that I didn't know what to call.

Chen Xuan scooped up some rice, chopped the dried vegetables with water and put them into the pot, stuffed firewood and wanted to light the fire, but he couldn't light it with two flints.

In the end, Yuyang couldn't look at it, so he took it and lit it with two clicks.

After a while, the porridge will be fine, Chen Xuansheng came out and asked him to drink it first, brushed the pot and added water, ready to use the fire to boil some water.

When the two of them drank a pot of porridge, the water was boiling.