While in coma, all kinds of scenes that he had experienced in his past life and this life came to him one after another, flashing around in his mind like a revolving door, from past to present, past and present, making Qin Mengxi feel as if he had fallen into an absurd dream, filled with all sorts of great sorrows and joys.
, great troubles, great pains, endless feelings, they are clearly numbered, but I don’t know where the end is.
In a trance, he saw the old Taoist priest with immortal spirit walking with him in the clouds and mist. Qin Mengxi hurriedly hurried to him and wanted to ask him for explanation, but the old Taoist priest didn't expect him to blow his head.
When he came back, his face changed and he shouted: "You evildoer! You still haven't accepted your order!"
Qin Mengxi screamed and fell out of the clouds. He opened his eyes suddenly and saw the bright sunshine in the room. There was a bright sword in front of the tip of his nose. The sword was cold and pointed at his choked throat.
"Bitter!" Qin Mengxi screamed in her heart, "I, Ximen Qing, didn't kill Wu Dalang and occupy Pan Jinlian, so why would Wu Song come and kill them all? If he died like this, he would be the same in the underworld.
He who has a nose full of rosacea and refuses to drink wine - he is an unjust ghost with a false reputation!"
But when he was stunned, he found something strange. The Wu Song in front of him was indeed tall and tall, but why did he have such a big beard and wear a Taoist robe?
King Kong, who was Zhengzhang Er, was confused, but he heard a woman cheer from behind the screen beside the bed: "The Taoist Master is indeed very powerful. After exorcising the evil spirits, he saved the lives of my family officials!"
Without thinking, Qin Mengxi said: "Yue Niang, run away, this person is here to take my life!"
The Taoist in front of him slowly sheathed his sword and suddenly said with a long smile: "Immeasurable Heavenly Lord. When the wind blows, the iron ship flies across the black sea. When the moon is bright and the stars are rare, old friends come. Do the officials from Ximen still recognize Pindao?"
There seemed to be countless faces passing by quickly in his mind, and Qin Mengxi suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his heart: "You are Wu Zongjia, the master of the Jade Emperor Temple outside Qinghe County, and you are the real name of Dharma and Taoism!"
Wu Zongjia stroked his beard and smiled: "Hahaha! Of course!"
Qin Mengxi breathed a sigh of relief: "It turns out it's not Wu Song! This is such a blessing. Misfortunes never come singly. I just woke up from a nightmare, but I almost lost my soul, Ximen Qing, with a sword in my throat!"
As soon as the thought came to my mind, I couldn't help but tremble: "I am Qin Mengxi! Why do you suddenly call yourself Ximen Qing?" I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. I felt in my mind like the sunset, the rivers and lakes are white, and the tide is blue.
, in the chaos, I really don’t know whether I am Qin Mengxi or Ximen Qing.
He was in a daze here, and Wu Yueniang said respectfully over there: "Excuse me, Chief Wu, are all the officials in my family safe?"
Wu Zongjia waved his whisk and said: "Now that the evil spirits are gone, the soul of the high official Ximen has returned to his place. He also remembers Pindao's surname and his wife's name. Naturally, he has recovered safely!"
Yueniang bowed deeply behind the screen and said with choked sobs: "Immortal has been so kind to me. In this lifetime, the Ximen family will not dare or forget it!"
Wu Zongjia hurriedly returned the gift: "Oh! Such a great gift, this is not worthy! It is not worthy!... Oh! This! I am a poor man, please go to the hall and have a cup of tea with everyone..." While speaking, he avoided Yue.
When his mother paid homage to her, Wu Zongjia took three steps and two steps at a time, and seemed to be running away.
After leaving the door, Wu Zongjia quickly took out his handkerchief and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and said secretly: "Infinite Heavenly Lord, Amitabha Buddha! Fortunately, when I was pretending to be a ghost, the high official from Ximen woke up and came to join in the fun. Otherwise, the Jade Emperor will watch today
Even if the signboard falls into my hands, Wu Zongjia..."
Not to mention that Wu Zongjia was secretly rejoicing, Wu Yueniang in the room had already arrived at Qin Mengxi's bed, staring at him with clear eyes and saying: "Official..."
"Yue Niang..." Qin Mengxi responded involuntarily. When he reacted, he found that he had already held the beauty's hand without knowing it.
"Ximen Qing! You big pervert!" As soon as Qin Mengxi cursed in his stomach, he felt the nephrite in his hand, smelled the fragrance, and the soul of the little otaku had already flown to the sky, and vaguely, something came into his mind.
A thought: "There is nothing wrong with being Ximen Qing!"
This thought shocked him all his life. When he woke up, he was about to throw away this evil thought and the beautiful hand in his palm, but as soon as his hand warmed up, Wu Yueniang had already grasped his hand tightly. Qin Mengxi took a deep breath
He said secretly: "God be damned! It's not that I won't let her go, it's that she won't let me go!" So the little otaku felt at ease.
It might have been three years, or it might have been only three seconds. Qin Mengxi looked up in a hazy state, only to find that Wu Yueniang was already bursting with tears. Now he panicked: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! It's me.
Does it hurt you?"
Yueniang hurriedly wiped her tears: "What did the official say? Yue Niang was just sad for a moment... Ah! The official has worked hard these past two days. I will ask Xue'e on the stove to make some light meals and bring them up...
..." As he said that, he left in a hurry.
Qin Mengxi leaned back and lay back on the bed. Xue'e? Now that we have Ximen Qing and Wu Yueniang, what's so surprising about Sun Xue'e? In a few days, Li Ping'er, Meng Yulou, and Pan Jinlian will follow one after another.
Come... It's just a matter of others. Pan Jinlian is such a sweetheart that she has no temper. How dare you seduce her? You will definitely have to kill her!
Holding his head tightly, Qin Mengxi couldn't help but gnashed his teeth. Does he look more like Qin Mengxi now? Or does he look more like Ximen Qing? He suddenly remembered another key thing - Ximen Qing in Jin Ping Meili was only
He died at the age of thirty-three, and this year is the fourth year of Daguan, and Ximen Qing is already twenty-five years old!
If Jin Ping Mei determines Ximen Qing's life span like a book of life and death, then he can only live in this world for eight years!
This fear weighed on his heart like a weight. He could not regard it as nonsense. Now that he had been reborn in Ximen Qing's world, what else could not happen?
It is true that unparalleled blessings and misfortunes never come alone, and another unlucky thing came to his mind - next year will be the year of the Great Single, the year of Zhenghe, 1111. After next year, I don’t know whether it will be fifteen or sixteen years, when the Jin Dynasty will destroy the Northern Song Dynasty!
Even if Ximen Qing escaped the disaster at the age of thirty-three, when the Jin Dynasty destroyed the Northern Song Dynasty, how could the eggs be intact even if the nest was overturned?
What should I do? Qin Mengxi stared blankly at the top of the bed tent. He seemed to see a clock on it. When the time was up, the three needles of different lengths would fall down and turn into the broken sword of Damocles.
Human life!
Qin Mengxi closed her eyes - beacon fire, wolf smoke, blood, horseshoes, golden drums, battle flags... and finally Yueniang's face with tears streaming down her face just now!
Qin Mengxi opened his eyes suddenly, and jumped from the couch to the ground with a "carp kick" - eh! Ximen Qing's skills are really good!
Looking at the heroic face in the bronze mirror on the wall, Qin Mengxi's heart surged!
Since God sent me to this era, there is something I must do. Then, let me fight for my life as if I will die in eight years! I don’t want the world to be broken, and I don’t want the country to be ruined.
Death, as long as the face next to me is smiling happily, it will be a reward for her tenderness in that moment when she held my hand and shed tears for me!
Taking a deep breath, Qin Mengxi smashed the bronze mirror with a punch.
"From today on, I am Ximen Qing! Song Dynasty, I am here!" This is exactly:
The rise and fall of one day is like a deer under the banana, and the love and hatred of a thousand years is in the sky. If you want to know how Ximen Qing behaves, listen to the explanation in the next chapter.