Immortal Star [Quick Transmigration]

Qingsi swayed slightly, I don't know how many times, Shen Yan leaned against the window, feeling boundless heartbeat.

Yan has not stepped into the door of cultivating Taoism, his bones are already fifteen years old, and he is not valued by his family like his two partners, Ju Xiaoya and Fu Qingshan. Later, he accepted his apprenticeship as a teacher, and stepped into the world of cultivation as a matter of course.

Compared with Ju and Fu, who were given high hopes and glorious lintels, they are nothing more than a country boy. Perhaps in the eyes of many people, his lonely and weird personality is a perfect match for his birth. There were also a lot of comments from other people in the room, but Lin Shuxing suppressed them, and they didn't spread to the ears of at least Nian.

In the evening, the scorching sun gradually disappeared into the sea of ​​clouds, and the orange sunset covered the sky and dyed most of the sky. The peach blossom forest in the east was swaying, and the night wind blew away the weak and boneless flower bones, and the flying petals rolled into the air. , with fine rain falling in the courtyard, the sky was not completely dark at this time, but it was already hard to see the road.

Tired of writing in the room, he is illiterate, his characters were taught to him after he met Lin Shuxing, the young man is gentle and unsophisticated, he did not teach him to learn such uncommon words, but learned from his name First, then the names of young people, and then the names of Ju Xiaoya and Fu Qingshan... In this way, now I can write the names of more than ten people.

Name……

Yan stopped writing, the ink-soaked nib was perpendicular to the paper, he stared at the word "yan" he had just written, a trace of strangeness and curiosity appeared in his black eyes, why didn't he have a surname?

Thick ink dripped onto the yellowish rice paper, leaving round black dots on it. The window that was propped up gave the night wind a chance to pour in. Sitting back in the chair, he threw the brush on the table lazily.

The young man's gaze caught sight of his five fingers wrapped in bandages. He clenched his right hand into a fist and spread it out again. Unlike the warmth of the day, the cool night breeze made him feel sober. After the rain, the air was fresh, and the whole world outside the door The world is clean as if it has been washed, but he just finds it boring, cultivating Taoism, practicing martial arts, having fun...

If there is a seemingly nonexistent music, I will raise my eyes.

Xiao?The young man looked out the window and suddenly thought of a question: Why hasn't that man come back yet?

Tired of waiting and guessing, he tied the bandage on his forearm and followed Xiao Sheng's direction to find it. The young man's thin and frail body shuttled through the peach blossom forest. The blue and black clouds covered half of the moon, but the moonlight was still there. Bright and clean, shedding down in a hazy way, like a veil covering every person and thing on the earth.

"Who is it?" came the question from the front.

Yan stopped in his tracks. Before he could speak, he saw Ju Xiaoya jumping down with a lantern and stood in front of him. The girl was also surprised when she saw Yan. On the lantern——is a paper moon.

"Go, do you hear?"

"I didn't listen, what did you say?"

"You, you, you guys, did you come here out of spite! I said, the brothers are practicing in front of you, don't pass by, to avoid being accidentally injured, you know?"

"A fight?"

The disgusting question made Ju Xiaoya turn around angrily, and the moon lantern in her hand followed the girl's figure. She laughed grinningly, "I will fight with you, senior brother and senior brother Xu are gentle, they are in Cultivation, do you understand it!"

"Oh." Responded with disgust, I could still see the wobbly paper lantern out of the corner of my eye.

"Are you looking at this?" The girl was as careful as a hair, holding up the moon lamp in her hand, the halo in the lampshade was scattered, rendering the surrounding environment beautiful and peaceful, "I bought this when I went to guess the lantern riddles. Let me tell you, the mountain is very lively, every year I want to..."

Tired of listening to girls talking with lowered eyes, he listened to the other party talking about temple fairs, lanterns, lantern riddles, prayers...

Those are all new things that he has never been exposed to. Juvenile Yan grew up in the village since he was a child. His parents are very strict with him. He has never been out of the village or even in the town. He has no friends in the village, and he can't even call him by name. None of my little friends.

The skin on her legs began to itch again, and she turned around and walked back. The girl froze for a moment, and followed him with a lantern in her hand, "Are you tired of listening? What are you doing? Hey, the brothers are all practicing anyway. Why don't we go—"

"How can I get this..." The moon lantern that broke into the view made his heart beat like numbness, and he asked, "I want it."

Ju Xiaoya groaned, disturbing her cheeks, "Just go to the temple fair and buy it, but the temple fair is over, we have to wait until early spring next year, when there are many sellers at the foot of the mountain, there are also rabbits..."

"I don't want rabbits."

"Oh."

The boy walked in front, and the girl followed behind him, "Then you can just buy a moon one."

The light of the moon lamp is neither dazzling nor hot, but it firmly illuminates the road under the two people's feet. Annoyed, he looks back, turns his head and raises his head. The moon, thinking about the moon-like young man in white clothes in his heart, he thought that the other party had told him what is the meaning of living, and only by living can he know——

Not only did Ren Yan raise the corners of his mouth under the bandage, he thought: If it was to see the lanterns in person, he might be able to survive until the next spring day.

After dark, Lin Shuxing went back to his room to rest.

Juvenile Yan was already lying on the bed, and his thin body only took up half of the bed. Lin Shuxing frowned when he saw that the window was still open. He closed the window and walked to the side of the bed to take a look.

"You're back..." The young man was dazed and didn't even open his eyes.

Lin Shuxing thought he was talking in his sleep, so he hummed with a smile, and Yan, who got the response, quickly opened his eyes, hugged the quilt and sat up, staring, "You're back!"

"Ah?" Lin Shuxing noticed something, and touched the top of the child's head with his body, and said seriously: "Well, I'm back, go to sleep, it's Haishi."

Lin Shuxing asked him to continue to sleep, but the child said that he was not sleepy anymore. Lin Shuxing couldn't laugh or cry, seeing the boy's sleepiness almost filling the corners of his eyes, he stopped urging him and sat on the edge of the bed, chatting with him Come.

"Tell me if you're not sleepy... what did you do today?"

"I applied medicine, changed the gauze, went to the kitchen to chop firewood, ate some pastries, and looked at the flowers—"

"Chopping firewood? Ah Yan, your wound is not healed yet, did senior brother warn you not to do those rough jobs to prevent the wound from opening?"

"It was Fu Qingshan who took me there."

Lin Shuxing was stunned for a moment. This young man was a hard-headed boy, and even though he was burnt and treated with medicine, he was in pain. At this moment, he was willing to confess... The young man in white paused for a moment. His slender fingers touched the young man's pulse, and asked him what happened recently. How does it feel? Yan lay on the bed, looked at the young man's chin with his eyes open, a few strands of black hair fell on his cheeks, the familiar cold fragrance made him close his eyes, and slowly exerted force with his left hand to grab the hem of the young man's clothes.

"what happened?"

"Can I have the same last name as you?"

"I want a last name."

The word "yan" was engraved on Yan's left thigh. He was reborn from the ashes, his skin was burned all over his eyes, and the birthmark-like brand was naturally damaged, leaving only a few messy strokes. Now the young boy Yan is taking the initiative Open your mouth and want to take Lin Shuxing's surname, this...

"Why not?"

"Why do you take my last name?"

Tired of seeing his embarrassed look, he shrugged and said, "Then just think of one for me."

Lin Shuxing sighed, "You are very different tonight."

"You can read a lot, otherwise I wouldn't look for you."

After the boy finished speaking, he closed his eyes, as if you were not allowed to reject me again.

Lin Shuxing felt that fate was bad, he didn't want the other party to take his surname, and Wu Qingzun's words still rang in his ears from time to time, if the young man was really destined to be a bad star, then wouldn't he and the other party be a "natural match"?

As for the teenager who hates this fate, if it is put in the storybook, not to mention the protagonist himself, at least he can occupy the friend position of the protagonist team.

"Sleep?"

"Ah."

Sure enough, the cuteness just now was just a faux pas, Lin Shuxing saw that the boy was still pulling his left hand by the hem of his clothes, and laughed secretly, "I thought of a surname that suits you, if I tell you, do you want to go down the mountain with me?"

The young man who had closed his eyes a second ago opened them wide immediately, with a pair of black pupils interspersed in the red and white bandages, staring at Lin Shuxing without blinking, he nodded vigorously, pulling the young man's fingers hard.

Lin Shuxing smiled, "Don't ask me where I'm going?"

Shen Yan said, "Anywhere...is fine."

Lin Shuxing lowered his eyes, "Shen."

The young man in white took the boy's palm, and wrote the appearance of the surname stroke by stroke in his palm, disgusted...

Shen Yan's five fingers shrank, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he firmly remembered that word in his heart.

"From now on, your name is Shen Yan, okay?"

"it is good."

Seeing the young man nodding, Lin Shuxing thought, it's time to prepare for the second thing Wu Qing Zun ordered him.

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Shen Yan: "I want to have a surname..."

74. Wu Lanyin 6

Author: Lion Song;

Platform: Jinjiang Literature City;

Title: Immortal Star (Quick Travel);

Wu Lanyin 6:

After Gu Yu passed, most of Shen Yan's injuries had recovered.

When Lin Shuxing took off the bandage to apply medicine for the boy again, the hideous wound had closed, and the scabs had fallen off, revealing the regrowth of pink flesh inside. Shen Yan looked down at the scars on his body. When he looked up, his cheeks, forehead There are still traces of burns on it.

"A lot of scars?" Shen Yan turned around, "Itches on my back."

Lin Shuxing said no, he reached out and patted the boy's shoulder to relieve the itching, "But if you don't mind, you can choose to bandage it up."

The young man bent his body and turned his back to the young man, his spine was thin and bony, like a butterfly with its wings wide open and hidden in its skin