He looked at me incredulously.
"I'm going to be Lu Xiaohan for you, and you stay in Baiyun Temple to be the fox fairy in vain."
"Ah? Are you really a fox fairy?"
I was a little proud: "Of course." He changed back to the original prototype of the snow-white snow fox, and his jaw couldn't close. In an instant, he regained his human form.
I sympathize with him. He will probably spend the rest of his life in the pain caused by the gradual weakening of his body. He is already very weak now.
Spent the rest of my life in the courtyard.
"That, but, I..." he said incoherently, pushing his glasses habitually.
"Think about it"
"But, I was bullied at school."
"It's okay, I'll take care of it." I'm so cute, who would be willing to bully me?
"A lot of homework."
"Do you think I'm smart?"
He smiled and nodded: "What does the fox fairy do every day?"
"Sleep and stroll, practice. Sleep if you don't want to practice."
"I envy you, no one cares about you?"
"Grandma Yuanjun has gone out and is not at home."
"But the place where you sleep is too high, I can't go up."
"After you become a fox fairy, the height is not worth mentioning to you. Why don't we change it and try it first."
"Okay."
I recited the incantation, and white light splashed everywhere, and my intuition flickered, we were already in each other's body.
He looked at my body, which turned out to be his body, and smiled: "It turns out that I am a little different from the one in the mirror." He looked at his current body again: "Your body is very good, so light, so comfortable, a little Not tired either."
I looked at my current body and saw things a bit blurry. I moved my glasses, and it was clearer without them, so I took them off: "Do you like my body?"
"I like it." Nodded.
"I left the fox Neidan to you, of course it's comfortable. Can you see it?" I still didn't dare to run away. The inner alchemy is in the Baiyun Temple, and it's easy for Grandma Yuanjun to come back to find me. If I run out to play with Neidan, it won't be safe.
He put his hand under his navel and felt it with force. He lowered his head and rejoiced: "I see, it's so beautiful, like a gemstone. There's still flames inside."
"Well, it's much more precious than gems. You have to protect it well, and no one can give it to you." With the protection of Neidan, it may prolong his vitality.
My body's own vitality maintains Lu Xiaohan's body, and there is probably no problem.
"Let's just leave it like this for the two of us. Let's switch. Thank you, Bai Bai. Repay Sister Kuan well for me. I will protect your fox Neidan with all my heart."
"Okay, let's go back."
He ran happily in the woods. I reminded him: "Hey, let me tell you, don't be too tired. If you are tired, you will become a fox prototype."
"understood."
I searched his brain memory, family, homework, teachers, classmates, several categories, the ordinary life of a teenager, not too complicated. When you are free, look carefully at the memory of your brain.
The female assistant was yelling: "Hanhan, come back quickly, Sister Kuan is looking for you."
I retrieved information about her: Sister Rita, Sister Kuan's assistant for 12 years, mainly responsible for life management. One child, single mother. A very dear person.
I promise.
She ran over: "Where have you been? It's been so long? I'm so anxious to find you."
I saw Bai Bai hiding behind a tree, but he didn't need to hide because Sister Rita couldn't see him.
I waved to him as farewell. He stretched out a hand and waved behind the tree, and the two teenagers said goodbye.
Sister Rita looked at me up and down, I was a little flustered, did she recognize that I was not Lu Xiaohan?
"Where are your glasses?" she asked.
I took it out of my trouser pocket: "Here, I don't need glasses anymore."
She pulled me towards Baiyun Temple: "Can you see the couplet at the door?"
"I can see."
"Think about it."
I just can’t see it, and I’ve already recited it:
The bell strikes the moon, and the clouds return with a sweet breath. Is it not the fairy island?
Birds bring spring, the wind blows flowers away, it is not the human world.
She looked at me in surprise: "My eyes are healed, I am no longer near-sighted. Tell Sister Kuan quickly."
Being held by Sister Kuan's soft and fat hand, I felt that Sister Kuan really hurt Lu Xiaohan, and looked at me with concern: "Hanhan, really? Are you not short-sighted?"
"Thank you Daxian, I have manifested, I have manifested!" Hehe, Daxian is still going home with you.
Another stack of banknotes was given to Taoist Wuliang, um, let's spend this money, Taoist Wuliang didn't dare to be wronged in vain, and he couldn't take care of it properly.
Wuliang happily said, "Young Master and Daxian are destined. Come back next year."
Going down the mountain and taking the cable car, which group of people can walk? Along the way, Sister Kuan kept showing me this and that in the distance, and I recognized them all.
The joy is beyond words; "This hard work is not in vain, and I will come back next year to fulfill my wish. I can't complain that Mount Tai is the No. 1 mountain in the world. It really deserves its reputation."
Seeing her happy makes me happy too, and I'm happy for Lu Xiaohan.
For many years to come, I sometimes thought, can I count as accumulating virtue and doing good deeds? Is it a good thing to do?
Anyway, come back next year. By then, Lu Xiaohan's vitality will be almost fully supported, so we will change it again.
When I was young, I really didn't know what sorrow was, what was a sudden change in wind and rain, and what was a strange fate!
In this way, Sister Kuan and I returned to this island, one of the four Asian tigers, a beautiful and bustling city by the sea: Taipei.
Although there are many beautiful scenery along the way, Lu Xiaohan's body, airsickness in planes, boats, seasickness, hard work, and no desire to appreciate it.
Finally, he lay down on the bed in his apartment and fell asleep.
I slept until noon the next day, this coastal city, for me who has been living in the arid north, is a bit humid.
After waking up and feeling refreshed, I took a closer look at my room. The main tone was light blue, with a bed, a table, and a bookcase. It is similar to the decoration of normal middle school students. The air conditioner was on in the room, but it didn't feel too hot.
Go downstairs to find something to eat. Rita saw me coming down and said, "Hanhan is exhausted from this trip. Are you hungry? Have lunch?"
I nodded and sat in the dining room, looking at the house. In this city where gold and land are every inch of land, this house is already considered a mansion, and the decoration is also exaggeratedly resplendent.
When Ms. Kuan was a child, she must have been so poor that when she grew up, she insisted on using such a shiny golden material to show off her abilities. Even the sofa cushions were patterned with a bundle of banknotes.
There are different decorations everywhere in the room, most of which are lucky, safe, feng shui balls, crystal balls and the like.
Oh, what an insecure person you are, Sister Kuan. But it doesn't matter, since I'm here, I'll try my best to satisfy you with the things you prayed for.
When lunch came, even the plates were shining with gold, and the knives and forks were all silver. "God, does Sister Kuan consider herself a royal family?" She thought to herself.
Sun fried eggs, fresh meat rolls, and slices of bread, I just stack them together, take a bite, and the taste is good.
Sister Rita saw me taking a big bite, and said with relief: "Han Han is back, and he's ready to eat. I'm still worried that you only eat one egg. You're such a big guy, you need to eat more to grow taller."
Go back to the kitchen and continue working. There are a lot of ingredients piled up on the ground, many of which I don’t know, so many dishes?
I asked, "Will you have a treat at home?"
Rita answered while fumbling with the dishes at hand: "Sister Kuan came back from the mainland, and invited the artistes in the studio home for dinner. They brought some special products brought back from there. It won't be long before the old soup will be served.
Smell it, does it taste right? "
I've heard it a long time ago, and nodded: "It's quite upright."
"I have to continue to stew. I'll drink it for you at night." Proud of his craftsmanship: "There is an old hen, American ginseng, fresh ginseng, Codonopsis ginseng, stewed for you, to invigorate Qi, and conch slices, which is very fresh. "
Rita and Sister Kuan are really kind to Han Han, no wonder he feels guilty. : "Sister Rita, where's your son?"
Alas, Rita sighed, and tidied up the dishes: "That kid, he's so naughty. He's wild and crazy, he has nowhere to vent his energy all day long, his hair is dyed in a mess, and he hangs out with a group of kids on the street. Young and Dangerous. My son wants you to be half quiet. Even if you ask him to go home, he refuses."
Speaking of her son, Sister Rita was unhappy, and I couldn't help but say, "In this place, it's really not easy to live alone with a child."
Sister Rita glanced at me, did I say something wrong? "Han Han is small, and he has someone else in his heart. It would be great if my son is as sensible as you."
I think I should try to speak as little as possible, and observe for a while before speaking. After the meal, I saw Rita handling a kohlrabi, "Such a small kohlrabi."
She laughed: "This is Brussels sprouts. You can see that it grows under the leaves of a big tree, like a mother holding her own child, so it is called Brussels sprouts."
It felt like Sister Kuan was holding me, or Sister Rita was holding her son.
Sister Rita said: "Go and do your homework. I haven't touched my books for a while. The school will start soon. Go and review your homework."
As soon as I patted my head, I forgot that Lu Xiaohan had to do homework. Go upstairs, sit at the desk, flip through books, English, mathematics, Chinese, history, geography.
I started to read history, and I became interested in history because I was old enough to see how people in Taiwan recorded history.
There is a real difference between living history and reading history written by others.
There is no truth in history, the truth has been submerged in the long river of time.
Unknowingly, the afternoon passed. History has been taken down by me. Plus Hanhan's memory, it's completely merged into my own.
I heard Rita calling from below: "Come down Han Han, Sister Luo Li is here."
When I went down, I saw a petite girl in her 20s. At first glance, she was an entertainer. She was dressed more exquisitely and fashionable than ordinary people, and her makeup was heavy. When she saw me, she smiled and said, "Han Han is back? Have a good time?" happy?"
I have already seen Luo Li's information in my mind: 22 years old, singer, artist under Sister Kuan's banner, debuted for four years, half-red but not purple, career bottleneck period, usually on variety shows, shooting a commercial, no work for a year up.
Smiling: "Sister Luo Li." Try to speak as little as possible, so as not to reveal yourself.
"You took your eyes off? You're so beautiful, I can see your eyes." Zheng said. Another handsome boy came in.
It is also its artist: Mick. With a height of 1 meters, his facial features are mainly masculine, very masculine! Popular film and television star. The TV series that is currently on the air is starring him.
From this point of view, Sister Kuan's studio is doing well.
Another staff member came, all of whom were managers, assistants or something, and greeted them one by one.
And a guy who just debuted, Ray, came and sat with me and asked me how I was doing with my homework and stuff like that.
Almost everyone praised me for taking off my glasses. I look much better without glasses than before.
Sister Kuan appeared with the young driver and bodyguard Xiao Ting. Everyone stood up, and Sister Kuan sat directly in the owner's seat, very majestic.
His face is not good-looking; "I called everyone to dinner today to discuss the threat of Mick being threatened by the underworld. The members of the Green Bamboo Gang went to the studio again today. I want Mick to take time to shoot their designated commercials.
I told him that Mick has to concentrate on making a movie and there is no schedule. Their people slammed the table and smashed the computer. "Looking at everyone. Everyone is silent.
My heart stopped: Sister Kuan also provoked the underworld? It's no use keeping the house full for Guan Gong!
Mick is a man after all: "I don't shoot. I really don't have time for the first one. Second, I hate people threatening me! Never open this mouth, and someone will do it in the future! Think I'm easy to bully,
There is no head! "
Sister Kuan was not angry and assertive: "This is your own idea, okay. If they dare to come again tomorrow, I will ask the brothers from the Tiandao Gang to call back! My Sister Kuan has been in the entertainment industry for so many years, and I really can't swallow this breath." ! Discuss with me carefully, maybe you can talk about it, but you actually come to me hard! Cut it back!"
I looked at Sister Kuan and sighed in my heart: "This is not a female man, this is a female warrior."
"Eat!" Sister Kuan ordered, and everyone started to move.
I am in such a high-pressure atmosphere, I may not be able to digest food. I dare not not eat. I had to bow my head and drink the soup.
Human society is really not that difficult to get along with. He can't stop eating every meal. He thinks it's no wonder that Lu Xiaohan is in poor health, and he worries about what to eat all day long.
The next day, I started reading mathematics and my head was getting bigger. Can anyone tell me what an inverse proportional function is? I'm in Baiyunguan, and I haven't even learned mixed computing! I have studied classical literature and cultivating immortals since elementary school,
It's hard to cross borders!
Lying on the bed, mastering the mathematics in Han Han's mind, it's exhausting!
Before I knew it, I fell asleep again at night.
Sister Kuan came back very late and talked to Sister Rita downstairs: "How is Hanhan today?"
"Reading upstairs."
"Let the brothers of the Tiandao Gang beat up the kid who smashed the computer yesterday! How dare you come? Mess with me? Don't you see who I am?" Drinking water. "How many days does Hanhan have to go to school?"
"Next Mon"
"It would be better to send him to school, so I don't have to hang on to him all the time."
With the English textbook in front of me, I feel that my memory is not bad, and my memory has merged with Hanhan's memory without hindrance.
However, today, Sister Kuan's studio was besieged by gangsters, and machetes and watermelon knives were used! The police were dispatched to disperse them.
I looked at the incense burning in front of Guan Gong’s statue at home, alas, why can’t human beings understand that your peace and joy all come from your own heart? You keep coming and going for revenge, when will it end?
Geography is interesting. On the map, you can see that Mount Tai is here, and I am here now, only separated by a distance, actually thousands of miles away, and separated by the sea.
I don't know if Lu Xiaohan is happy as a fox fairy, but the most basic point is that he doesn't have to read these homework.
Sister Kuan, who suffered a loss today, is fighting with her brother and the Green Bamboo Gang again! I guess Lu Xiaohan is here, just hearing these things, he has to shiver in the stairwell, and he can't sleep because of worry at night.
Thinking about it this way, I felt that thanks to him, he wasn't here.