Scholar is Addicted [Rebirth]

On a small road on the mountain behind Hegui Mountain, a man in white is leading a woman in a light yellow dress up the mountain.

The back mountains of Hegui Mountain are mostly cliffs and waterfalls. There are no steps like the front mountain for them to climb up. The mountain road twists and turns.

The weather was fine, and the woman had a thin layer of sweat on her forehead. She wiped it off with a handkerchief from time to time, and the man pulled her to sit on a stone: "Have a rest, Fang Xun."

"Husband, didn't you say that you will come next month? Why did you rush over all of a sudden?" the woman asked suspiciously.

Originally, she and her husband were still playing elsewhere, and they agreed to come to Heming Temple next month to visit Taoist Priest Yizhen. Taoist Priest Yizhen was a matchmaker for the two of them. Back then, the two had formed a friendship for a hundred years at Hegui Mountain. Her husband, Shu Zihe, was an old acquaintance with Taoist priest Yizhen, and he often came to visit.

But who would have thought that Shu Zihe would suddenly come over early, Su Fangxun knew that Shu Zihe had nothing urgent to do, so she definitely would not rush over in such a hurry.

Su Fangxun raised her head and looked at the corner of Heming Temple hidden in the forest. This fairy mountain-like place came from Jingyi, and she was used to the hustle and bustle of the world. Even her mood could be calmed down on this mountain.

Hearing his wife's doubts, Shu Zihe's beautiful distant mountain eyebrows slightly raised, looked at the Taoist temple on the mountain, and said, "I'll explain it to you when I get to the mountain, this is not a place to talk."

Su Fangxun had no choice but to nod her head, and followed Shu Zihe to continue up the mountain.

Suddenly, Shu Zihe suddenly turned his head and looked in the direction of the foot of Qianshan Mountain, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

"What's wrong?" Su Fangxun asked with concern, pulling his arm.

"It's okay." Shu Zihe shook his head, put his arms around his wife's shoulder and continued walking up the mountain.

……

In the farmyard at the foot of Hegui Mountain, Mu Chen had already returned, and was sitting on the fence holding his sword in a daze, while Mu Qing and Shui Mu lay on the crack of the door and looked inside.

The house where he was lying was owned by Yin Xing and Shu Sheng. Before that, Shu Sheng asked Mu Qing to go to the town to buy paper and pens for him, and then painted in the house for more than an hour.

Yin Xing watched from the side, and Mu Qing and Shui Mu also watched from the crack of the door.

When Shu Sheng put down his pen, both of them saw Yin Xing rubbing his chin and frowning, staring at the portrait in a daze.

Shu Sheng bumped him with his elbow: "Is it him?"

Yin Xing looked at Shu Sheng with surprise on his face: "Your father?"

"Yeah." Shu Sheng nodded. Although many years had passed, the image of his parents was still well preserved in his head, and he never forgot. Drawing his dad is so easy.

Yin Xing looked at Shu Sheng, and then at the painting. The man in the painting had a gentle face and long hair, just like the man he saw in the illusion.

Yin Xing took a breath, and patted Shu Sheng on the shoulder: "Study, you still say your father is not Shu Qingli?"

Shu Sheng was startled, and frowned: "Really?"

"Yeah!" Yin Xing nodded heavily, with a serious expression on his face: "He and the old Taoist priest advised him that his fate was fixed and he should not go against the sky. He said his son is the statue of Fulu."

Yin Xing looked up at him: "Study...the death of your parents is very likely...."

The death of Shu Sheng's father and mother is most likely because of helping Shu Sheng change his life. Although Yin Xing does not believe this, but now he really can't help but believe it. If it is true that fate is determined, If Shu Qingli changed the trajectory a little bit, there would definitely be a big entanglement, and it is not impossible for them to die because of changing things.

What Yin Xing can think of, Shu Sheng can naturally think of.

But once he figured it out, he regretted it even more. His father and mother died because of him. This crime was carried on his back, and he couldn't help but feel heavy and uncomfortable.

Seeing that he was silent again, Yin Xing pursed his lips and didn't know how to comfort him. He called out "nerd" and couldn't continue.

Shu Sheng's heart turned a thousand times, and he even thought about countless ifs: "What if we can stop my father this time?"

Yin Xing was stunned, shook his head and said: "Study, don't forget, these things have already happened... If it can really be stopped, it will definitely cause other changes, and if it really causes changes..."

Shu Sheng looked up at him: "Will I die? Or will I disappear out of thin air?"

Yin Xing thought for a while, then nodded seriously: "If it really changes, it's not impossible."

Shu Sheng then smiled: "My life alone is worth the life of my parents."

"It's not you alone." Yin Xing's tone was unprecedentedly serious. He sat down beside him, took Shu Sheng's hand and put it into his palm, and said, "It's the two of us."

"What does it have to do with you?" Shu Sheng asked calmly.

Yin Xing smiled: "Say you are stupid?" He laughed again: "I like you, if you die or disappear, don't forget to wait for me."

There was a dead silence in the house, and Shui Mu and Mu Qing outside the house also opened their mouths wide - this is... to die for love?And you said it so seriously and so calmly?

Shui Mu waved desperately at Mu Chen with his hands behind his back, telling him to come too, but Mu Chen didn't bother to pay attention to him, still staring at the Taoist temple on the distant mountain in a trance.

Shui Mu saw that Mu Chen didn't want to come over, and was about to go over and call him, when he heard Mu Qing's soft, surprised 'heh'.

Then there was an unidentifiable sound in the room, and Suimu felt that he leaned over to look at it, and then opened his eyes wide in surprise.

In the house, Shu Sheng heard Yin Xing's confession for the third time. The first time was in the small courtyard of Jinyan County, the second time was on the street of Songyue Mansion, and the third time was in the farmhouse at the foot of Hegui Mountain.

Shu Sheng looked at Yin Xing fixedly, and suddenly smiled: "I heard it."

"I like you." Yin Xing said again.

Shu Sheng still smiled: "I heard."

Yin Xing was so depressed that he was suddenly pushed down by Shu Sheng, and two soft things stuck to his lips, like glutinous rice cakes.

This bookworm's face was close to his, and there was a faint smile in his eyes.

Yin Xing's heart skipped a beat.

What a bold scholar!

Yin Xing didn't dare to move, the shadow of the desperate and struggling scholar in the illusion gradually overlapped with the bold and smiling scholar in front of him.

Yin Xing was so stiff that he didn't dare to move, his hands were tightly clenched into fists by his sides, and he didn't even have the courage to reach out and hold them tightly.

That illusion had too much impact on him, and this scholar had an even greater impact on him.

Shu Sheng saw his own reflection in his dark brown pupils. His hair fell from his shoulders and fell on Yin Xing's ears and chest. He pressed himself presumptuously and boldly on Yin Xing.

And, the distress and bewilderment in Yin Xing's eyes.

Shu Sheng raised his head, looked at him and said, "I've thought about it, since we have this opportunity to come here and find my father, why not try?"

Yin Xing shook his head instinctively, his voice was hoarse: "Bookworm, do you really want to change the status quo?"

"Yeah." Shu Sheng nodded.

Yin Xing frowned slightly: "Don't think about it anymore?"

Shu Sheng shook his head, lay down and put his head on his shoulder, and said in a low voice: "Hold tight, where is all the hooliganism in the past?"

Yin Xing stared blankly at the top of the bed curtain with his eyes open, obediently stretched out his arms, put one arm around Shu Sheng's waist, and the other tightly around his back. It didn't show any weight, Yin Xing hugged him tightly.

Shu Sheng felt the pain, frowned slightly, but didn't say anything.

After a long time, Shu Sheng listened to Yin Xingdao: "If you can get that plate, the old Shu Qingli will not be able to change the fate of little Shu Sheng who will die in five years, right?"

Shu Sheng nodded: "I don't want my father to die."

"I understand." Yin Xing turned his head, looked at the top of Shu Sheng's head, and asked, "Hey, bookworm, you just kissed me."

Shu Sheng had finally brought up a little courage, but was asked by Yin Xing, and now he knew he was shy, and kept silent for a long time.

"Hey." Yin Xing patted his back persistently: "You kissed me just now, do you like me too?"

Shu Sheng sat up cross-legged, propped his chin and said, "I'll think about it."

Yin Xing squinted his eyes and smiled, took a pillow on the bed and flew towards the door, when he heard a crash, the door opened, and two figures rushed in from outside the door, and one stood behind him.

Mu Qing and Shui Mu were lying on the door and couldn't stand still, they fell into a ball, Mu Chen held his forehead with one hand and tried not to look at Yin Xing - hearing that the corner of the wall was found, how embarrassing!

Yin Xing raised his eyebrows and hooked his fingers at them: "Come here, go to the mountain to steal something at night."

"What?" Mu Qing and Shui Mu looked at each other, their eyes were full of curiosity, eager to try.

It was Mu Chen who asked first: "Master, are there any masters on the mountain?"

Yin Xing nodded: "So let you steal."

Mu Chen stopped talking, and secretly weighed, how high is the master who can make his prince afraid?

Shu Sheng was too shy to speak, jumped out of bed and grabbed a piece of paper from the table, drew the shape of the plate in two or three strokes, and handed it to Mu Qing.

Mu Qing held it in her hand and looked at it, then scratched her face: "Huh? What is this?"

Mu Chen and Shui Mu took a look together, and heard Mu Chen say in a calm tone: "Shi Dial, Master Cheng has a palm-sized toy."

All four looked at him: "Have you seen it?"

"Yeah." Mu Chen nodded, pointed to the small plate on it and said, "Both are two plates, the one in Master Cheng's hand, the time is engraved here, and he plays with it when he has nothing to do. The Lord said that when he gave birth to a child, he would engrave all the names on them, and let fate choose the name."

The corners of their mouths couldn't help twitching.

Mu Qing folded the paper and put it in his belt, then greeted Mu Chen and Shui Mu: "Let's go up the mountain to meet that expert."

Shu Sheng watched them go out, Yin Xing stretched out his hand and pulled Shu Sheng into his arms, and said, "Bookworm, is there anything else you want to tell me?"

Shu Sheng tilted his head and thought for a while, then nodded: "Yes."

"What?" Yin Xing asked.

"In case something really happens to me, you can help me put Xiao Shusheng in order, and don't be pushed by that pig Jiang Han."

Yin Xing pouted: "Even if his surname is Shu, he is not you."

"Why is he not me?" Shu Sheng couldn't laugh or cry.

"It wasn't originally." Yin Xing muttered, with a grievance on his face.

At this moment, someone knocked on the door, and the old man said outside the house: "Are you two there? Daoist Master Yizhen wants to see you."

Shu Sheng and Yin Xing were taken aback for a moment, and they both looked up at the door.

The author has something to say: Since everyone said yesterday that they couldn't understand what I wrote, what I don't understand should be a matter of time, right?

Okay, let me explain_(:з」∠)_

In these chapters, for the scholar's family, the time point five years ago overlaps with the current time point, and things at the two time points are happening at the same time, so there are two scholars.

At present, the events of that year are repeating itself. Uncle Li changed the time and caused the scholar to be reborn. Now the scholar wants to change what happened before to save his parents. So once the change is successful, only Xiao Shusheng will not be the scholar.

Okay, I know it's still messy, but there are only a few chapters left in this plot, I will try my best to write clearly, group~ one.

The author is hard-headed.