I was reborn after choking on water [Quick Transmigration]

The world view of General Ye Da, a materialist practitioner, is almost shaken, but when he thinks about Jing Xing's means of reaching heaven and earth, the realization of metaphysics seems to be a matter of course.After all, Jing Xing was able to take him to travel through parallel worlds, so it didn't seem difficult to connect the other end of the red thread in his hand to himself.

The two stood under the tree, each stretched out their hands to grab the wooden sign, and looked at each other.

Pedestrians are walking around, and naturally there are people looking at the sign of the Marriage Tree. This is really not a good place to complain to each other, let alone scold each other.Ye Zhuolin was stunned for two seconds and then came back to his senses, quickly withdrew his hand, and the sign was hidden in the same thousands of wooden signs, and he couldn't find it in a blink of an eye.

Jing Xing suddenly used a magic spell to pull the red thread off: "It's a pity that the engraved name hangs here for nothing as a witness of fate, I have to take it back and offer it."

"..."

Ye Zhuolin was silent for a moment, and finally couldn't hold back his laughter.

"Childish." Ye Zhuolin turned his head pretending to be profound, but the raised corners of his lips betrayed his mood.

Jing Xing took off the sign, put the thread away and put it in his cuff: "Concession."

Ye Zhuolin looked up, bustling with people, young men and women under the marriage tree were reaching for red line wooden signs, a little yellow dog excitedly brushed past people's feet, and was carried back by the chasing owner .

"It's just that I didn't expect that I would come to join in this kind of excitement in my lifetime." The handsome young man in black picked up the candy painting of butterflies on the stall, lowered his eyes, as if he was deep in thought.

Jing Xing paid the money, and under the astonished gaze of the peddler, he took the sugar painting and put it in his mouth.

Ye Zhuolin, who was half depressed: "..."

Jing Xing took a few sips innocently, and said in his ear, "Taste for you whether it's sweet or not, it looks pretty good now." As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Hua was stuffed into Ye Zhuolin's mouth again.

Ye Zhuolin froze for a moment, and waited until the peddler couldn't bear to look directly at him, and then carefully licked a couple of mouthfuls.

Jing Xing's voice transmission sounded in his ears again: "This is outside, it's not good to be too presumptuous, otherwise I can let you know whether it is sweet or not without touching the sugar painting."

"..."

Good guy, playing hooligans is becoming more and more aboveboard.

Jing Xing suddenly pulled him forward, Ye Zhuolin's footsteps were unsteady, he had to hold the sugar painting in his mouth and was dragged a few steps, almost crushing the sugar painting, before he had a chance to swear, Jing Xing fell into his arms unexpectedly A model stuffed with a knife: "Do you want to play? I think you can make money."

Ye Zhuolin grabbed Tang Hua's stick and finally got a chance to breathe: "What are you doing?"

"Target." Jing Xing raised his chin forward.

Ye Zhuolin looked in the direction, and saw a few wooden targets appearing in the wonderful atmosphere of this beautiful day, and several young men who wanted to show off in front of their wives were struggling with their knives. As a result, most of the knives did not even touch the target.

The peddler was yelling: "Thirty Wen once, ten chances, every time you hit the bull's-eye, you can get the same [-] Wen as a reward, one dollar pays back, two dollars is earned!"

Money is not important, showing off skills is the most important thing, especially in these days of being in pairs, but from the current observation, let alone hitting the bull's-eye, the probability of even hitting the target is not high. big!

"Do you want to try these two handsome young masters?"

The peddler once again noticed the moving [-] Wen coins and couldn't wait to greet him.

"He should have this plan." Jing Xing gently pushed Ye Zhuolin forward, "I won't, I'm afraid that if I participate, you will lose some money."

"...Young master is very confident." The peddler was still smiling.

"Well, I'm confident, and I trust him even more." Jing Xing put thirty Wen coins on the table.

If it wasn't for the fact that Jing Xing was worth so much money, Ye Zhuolin would have suspected that Jing Xing just wanted him to get some money and leave.

In order to prevent people from being poked, the target is surrounded by a layer of wooden boards, with scratches all over it, and it looks like a masterpiece of "thirty pennies".Ye Zhuolin twirled the knife lightly, feeling that the mold had no texture: "You have earned so much, have you ever considered changing to a delicate knife?"

The peddler explained: "Too sharp will hurt people! After all, on the street, these small knives will leave very thin scratches on the wooden board with all their strength, and the knife will fall off as soon as it is touched."

"Tsk, so you have thought about this, so you still set up this kind of stall in the crowd? If someone really has evil intentions, your knife is a murder weapon no matter how blunt it is." Ye Zhuolin flicked the knife out casually.

"My lord, I'm joking, how could such a blunt knife...fuck you!"

On the wooden target, the small knife was piercing the bull's-eye, and the blade was sunk several inches. It is conceivable that if this was a human body, the knife would have to pierce through it.

Ye Zhuolin smiled lightly: "It will fall when you touch it? Go ahead and touch it, what are you still standing here for? You can't even have the strength to touch it?"

The peddler was stunned for a moment, and for a moment he didn't even care about losing money. The people around him all turned their eyes to Ye Zhuolin, as if they couldn't believe that this little boy's hands were so strong.

Ye Zhuolin seemed to slap them in the face on purpose, with nine knives in a row, distributed in a circle around the bull's-eye at a very regular distance, and the knives penetrated to a fatal depth.

"Three hundred Wen, and, do you know if this stall should continue?"

When Ye Zhuolin became serious, there was an aura of arrogance all over his body, which made people have to be overwhelmed by such arrogance. The peddler came back to his senses, and hurriedly handed him three hundred coins, and took it for nothing. stall, and promised that he would never bring a knife to the street to set up a stall again. It was almost like taking a three-foot white silk out on the spot to apologize with death.

After Ye Zhuolin finished playing prestige and consciously maintained social harmony and stability, he was about to leave satisfied, but was blocked by someone after walking a few steps.

"The young master is so good, I wonder if there is a chance for the little one to ask the young master for a lesson or two?"

It was Jing Xing who needed advice.

The corners of Ye Zhuolin's mouth twitched, and he wanted to pretend he didn't know this person and go around directly, but what the onlookers wanted to see most was the plot of "being beaten instead of pretending to be coercive".Jing Xing smiled at the crowd, and made a "please" gesture to Ye Zhuolin.

Backing off at this time is really embarrassing, Ye Zhuolin held back the heart of cursing, and smiled with a genuine look: "I wonder what you want to ask for advice, my lord?"

"There is a wife in the family. On weekdays... she is domineering, domineering, and she likes to do things. She is more like a brother than a brother, but I still like him very much. What should I do?"

Domineering Ye Zhuolin: "..."

People who want to watch the fun: "..."

This melon tastes wrong.

Jing Xing pondered: "It stands to reason that engraving it in the genealogy is the safest thing, but my family doesn't have a genealogy, so... engrave it on the sky lantern?"

Sky lanterns are similar to lanterns, in the final analysis they are wishing lanterns. On the night of the Lantern Festival, many people will make prayers by the river, ignite the inner core of the sky lanterns, and slowly rise into the boundless night sky.

Ye Zhuolin is not very used to being stared at with speculative eyes, and just wants to get rid of it as soon as possible: "You have already mentioned the solution yourself, so why do you ask me?"

Jing Xing seemed to have sensed the impatience he thought he was covering up, so he simply walked over and grabbed his hand, rubbing it against his mouth: "I suddenly thought of this method, but I don't have money to buy sky lanterns, can I please?" Can't you get a loan from the son?"

In the end, before he could reply, Jing Xing dragged him and ran away, leaving the rest of the people far behind. He didn't know how many feet he ran and jumped a few steps until he reached a place that was rarely visited by people. respite.

This place is by a river, and the surroundings are lonely, but opposite is the bustling area, blocked by a river, as if isolated from the world.

"This is the site of Zhanfeng Pavilion. No one dares to come, so there is no one. It is relatively quiet." Jing Xing sat on the ground, Ye Zhuolin stood beside him, thought for a while, and sat down obsessively.

Could it be that he was not very happy just now, that Jing Xing left there?Ye Zhuolin felt a little regretful, and explained softly: "It's not that I don't like excitement, it's just that I'm not used to it... This kind of excitement, it's not that I don't like being with you."

"No, I didn't think carefully." Jing Xing tilted his head and lightly touched Ye Zhuolin's eyebrows, "It's the first time I went shopping, I was too radical, I just wanted to tease you."

"I'm not kidding, you're telling the truth." Ye Zhuolin joked with all his heart, "I'm really arrogant."

"Well, it's hard for me."

"..."

You can't give a good face!

However, before he had an attack, Jing Xing suddenly covered his eyes, and spit out the warm breath on the back of his neck, like delicate feathers brushing gently, Ye Zhuolin froze for a moment, and even suspected that Jing Xing was about to Doing nothing in this quiet place: "What are you doing?"

"I'll change something for you." Jing Xing smiled lightly and let go of his hand.

Ye Zhuolin slowly opened his eyes, almost blinded by the huge sky lantern in front of him: "This... what is this?"

"It's the method I just said." Jing Xing got up and shook the dust from the corner of his clothes, "Engrave our names on it."

"Uh……"

Jing Xing held the knife in his hand, and his expression was as soft as holding a rose: "I know this is a bit superstitious, if you don't want to..."

On the other side of the river, the feasting lights and the sound of frolicking make this side extraordinarily quiet.This season there are no cicadas, let alone fireflies, but there are two people sticking here, doing blinding things.

"Yes." Ye Zhuolin said softly.

Jing Xing was stunned for a short while, and he suspected that Ye Zhuolin was possessed by a ghost. Sure enough, the next moment, General Ye, who had recovered from the gentle offensive, suddenly turned his face, pretending to be vicious and said: "No, you got involved, why should I Agree? You have to pay something."

"What do you want in return?"

"..."

I really didn't think about this.

Jing Xing took two steps forward, lowered his head slightly, the tips of their noses touched each other, Ye Zhuolin wanted to retreat as always, but this time he didn't meet the wall, it was a coincidence that the soil by the river was wet and slippery.

Ye Zhuolin's footsteps were unsteady, and he fell directly into the river. Jing Xing was startled, and quickly grabbed Ye Zhuolin's collar. Ye Zhuolin also reacted quickly, and instantly thrust his sword into the ground, stabilizing his body shape.

Those who didn't know about this shape thought they were going to fight.

Jing Xing laughed out loud: "If you don't want to engrave characters, don't jump into the river and kill yourself."

"Isn't it a good thing you did?" Ye Zhuolin stiffened his mouth for a moment, and finally took the knife from Jing Xing, and carved his name on the lamp.

Jing Xing raised his eyebrows, looked at the three characters "Ye Zhuolin" upright, first engraved "Jing Xing" on one side in a regular manner, and after thinking about it, he simply added "he" on top of his name. of."

I didn't see this foliage forest.

Holding back his "scheming", Jing Xing quickly raised the sky lantern into the sky, and this lantern was instantly hidden among thousands of similar lights, and in the blink of an eye, he could never be found again.

Never had such an experience before, Ye Zhuolin looked up, almost obsessed for a moment, Jing Xing glanced at him cautiously, and showed a smile that couldn't be concealed.

Ye Zhuolin noticed Jing Xing beside him, and his heart was in turmoil. When Jing Xing approached again, he finally couldn't hold it back, and put his arms around Jing Xing's neck, covering his lips.