Immortal Devil Transformation

The moonlight is frosty, in a bamboo forest, and a blind man in a yellow shirt is playing the piano.

The violin is silver, the face of the symbol is glorious, the blossoming yellow shirt, the blind man's fingers fall on the string, without making any sound, but in the blind man's heart, it is a self-tuning.

Sigh, the blind man's breath floated wildly, only for a few breaths, and the harp plundered out of the bamboo forest.

Not far from the bamboo forest is a white-walled black tile compound.

Lin Xi stood right in front of the two little stone lions in front of the courtyard.

“It's me.”

Watching the yellow blouse blind man plucked from the bamboo forest at an extremely fast speed, Lin Xie made a gentle noise and then bowed deeply to the yellow blouse blind man, “Thank you Mr. Qin. ”

Lin Xie is dressed well today.

He was wearing a red embroidered thin cotton padded jacket, the most famous garment shop in Zhongzhou City, and the leather boots under his feet were also new, famous.

That's because he knew that whatever happened to him outside, when he came home, he would be better dressed, more spiritual, happier, and his family would feel better.

The blind man in the yellow shirt could not see Lin Yi's clothing today, but he could hear Lin Yi's voice.

He is a Uhua and naturally knows exactly how much has happened to this young man who walked out of Deer Forest in the past year.

As soon as he heard that the man standing in front of the courtyard was Lin Yi, his body was slightly stiff. Then he bowed down to Lin Yi and said, "Sir, you should not come back. ”

There are two simple and effective ways to be famous in this world: to bring down or kill someone who is very famous in itself, and to say your name by the mouth of the emperor.

Luckily or unfortunately, Lin Xie took both.

Bi Fang immortal General Qin Qin Huang has a very high prestige in Yun Qin, however, after Bi Fang Ling's battle, all Yun Qin's people knew that this Yun Qin named General, was cut with a sword by a student of Qing Xue College called Lin Xi in front of a large army, single-handedly.

Next, as the prince was assassinated by the smelling of the moon, the emperor was angry, and when he drank Lin Xie's name, Lin Xie became a legendary figure. What he had previously unknown along the Song River, in the Dragon Snake Side Army, was also slowly known, even by some literary people, bards, rappers, recorded in the story of the inevitable future generations.

Especially for those in the Chapel and in the army, they know more and more clearly than what is in the story outside.

In most people's view, the disposition of Lin Xi by Emperor Yunqin is very unjust.

Because from the situation at the time, Lin Xi had done everything she could to make it better, and even her own wounds were almost incurable.

Especially in the eyes of many soldiers, Lin Xi's actions have represented true glory, representing all the noble qualities required of a Yunqin general. In their view, the Empire should award Lin Xi another medal symbolizing bravery and glory, so many praises, and should not anger him, even offer to be executed.

Although the Emperor's message ultimately failed to be implemented under the influence of the elders and chaplains, in the past year, the Yunqin dynasty has not announced any further disposition of Lin Xie, neither punishment nor reward. A man like Lin Xie, who has made many Yunqin military generals respect and even worship him, seems to have been forgotten and abandoned by the Yunqin Empire.

So many people feel unjust and very sympathetic to Lin Xi's affair.

At this time, the new defeat of South Fall, the emotional imbalance of the emperor is even greater. For those who respect Lin Eve and sympathize with Lin Eve's encounter, Lin Eve appeared at this time, which is not a good time.

“I know what you mean, especially here, on my doorstep… it won't be long before the people who pay attention to me know I'm back in the world.” Lin Xi understood what the blind man in the yellow shirt meant, and he nodded his thanks again, whilst whispering: “But I can't hide all the time... If I smell the moon on the first day of the day, and I will not die, I will hide all the time, and when he dies, I will reappear. What does that mean for me? ”

The blind man in the yellow shirt sighed in his heart and said nothing more. He bowed slightly and turned back towards the bamboo forest.

At this point, there was a number of coughs in the hospital.

The statements were a deliberate cough and footsteps that woke everyone in the compound.

The main entrance to the compound is open.

Looking at the old man holding the lantern and opening the door, Lin Xie smiled harshly. "Uncle Liu, I'm back. ”

Some rickety old man looked closely at Lin Xie, looking at the teenager who had brought himself into the Four Seasons Plains, he said with some emotion: “You've grown a little taller. ”

A fat, old, very ordinary man in his clothes, some running out of the inner courtyard, falling and crashing.

Lin Xie, who had just crossed the threshold, saw the white frost that had not been found in the man's twins a year earlier. He slightly swallowed and bowed down to the man. "Father, I am back. ”

Jia, a very common Deer Lin town merchant, ran to Lin Xie's face, his shoulders trembling constantly.

He looked at Lin Xi, bewildered by some unbelievable that it was true.

His hands grabbed Lin Yi's shoulder before turning back to God and shouting: “The evening is back! ”

“You suffer. ”

As the impatient footsteps in the interior approached, the blessed, some elderly, middle-aged, fat man just looked at Lin Xie and said such a sentence.

Lin Xi's eyes instantly blurred.

……

Lin Xi is not an ordinary person.

But his family in Deer Forest is ordinary.

For the average person in Lu Lin town, what happens outside is a little too far away to be true, and what they're worried about is very simple: whether their son, her brother, suffered or not.

“Most of those rumors are exaggerated… and my sister knows that what's in the story is not true. ”

“I didn't get hurt much, I didn't come back for the New Year, just because I was arranged to do something and couldn't make it back. ”

“How can the emperor really be angry with me, he is only angry because his son was assassinated, sadness is a normal thing to be angry with... after his emotions have returned to normal, if he really wants to execute me, how can I live to this point? ”

“ …… ”

Lin Xi clearly knew what his family was only concerned about, so he made many explanations that sounded very credible to ordinary people, even untied his clothes and showed his tearful parents and sisters to look at his chest.

Because of Ming Wang's jailbreak, there were no scars on his chest. The arrow left him with a trauma, but in an invisible heart.

“See... if you really get the wound that the story says, how come you don't have any scars? ”

Lin Xi looked at her parents and sister with a smile and said: "Look at how much meat has grown instead. ”

“The body is better.” Lin Xie clearly strengthened many breasts, and Lin broke into tears and laughed. "You can marry your daughter-in-law. ”

Lin Xi looked at his face slightly red and obviously picked a lot of Lin Xiao again. Fearing the cold, he dressed quickly. “Sister, the more you came out * brighter, I have a good classmate, should I introduce you? ”

“Don't make fun of me. Be careful Sister Wang Smith tore you apart.” Lin made a vicious dot outside the door, "he said.

“I'm not just a schoolmate of Jiang Laughing Yi.” Lin Xi smiled.

Lin Zheng's face was redder, and he was ashamed and annoyed. He revealed his little tiger teeth to Lin Xie. "Why, just as soon as I got back, I saw that I was bored. Do you want to throw your sister out of the house? ”

“How is that possible? I was scared that someone would rob me first...”

“Evening, are you coming back for a long time or something?” The well-dressed woman wiped away the wet marks in the corner of her eyes, stopped Lin Xie and Lin Xie from playing, and watched Lin Xie make a noise.

Lin Xi's hands trembled slightly, and he knew that he would finally face this inescapable problem.

“Brother, if you don't leave, don't worry about the outside, we'll stay here as quietly as we used to.” Lin Xiao also felt some changes in Lin Yi's eyes, and the smile on her face began to fade away. Looking at Lin Yi, she suddenly asked for some choking noise.

Lin Xi licked her lips harshly.

He hesitated for a moment and then knelt down, kneeling in front of his parents and kowtowing a head.

Jia, a middle-aged fat businessman who had been dyeing white frost, wondered why Lin Xie had suddenly done so and couldn't help but stand in shock.

“Sorry, Father, Mother. ”

Lin Xi did not get up for a moment, looked up at the shocked father and some mother who understood something, and said seriously and slowly: “I promised you earlier that if I had a choice, I would try not to join the army and not go to dangerous places. But there are some things that I have to do… I won't feel safe for the rest of my life without doing them, and I won't really be happy. ”

“I know you'll be worried if I'm not around. There are things that may inevitably come to your ears, so I don't want to lie to you and hide them from you.” Lin evening drowned his head and buried his head in his mother's slightly trembling hands, "the child came to bid farewell, begging your forgiveness, and the child went to the border guard. I would like to ask you not to worry too much about me… trust me to take care of myself. ”

The woman with a good face held Lin Xie in her arms with trembling hands, just as Lin Xie had just woken up from serious illness to call her mother.

“You've grown up, and I can't control you like I used to. There are things you think are right, you do it.” The tears of a well-dressed woman fall on Lin Xie's back, "but promise us that you will come back. ”

“Of course.” Lin Xi said with certainty, “I will definitely come back. ”

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(Second, there's one more thing in the evening... and by the way, make a couple of comments about some of your book friends. In fact, there are 100 books in the mind of a hundred people, and each reader and author has a different book in mind. For example, in this chapter, some readers must think it's unnecessary, but it means a lot to me. And there are book reviews that say you don't write if you're not good at it... but I think it's good to write, how many inks to allocate to something, which of course is different for the author and some of the readers. And if you're not good at writing, how can you progress? I've always felt like I wasn't good at anything about writing, and I'm constantly making progress, and the only thing I can be sure of is that I'm careful, and then the stronger I write, the better I get. At the end of the day, bow, thank all readers who read, voted, and carefully wrote book review suggestions, hoping this kind of communication won't be considered a bad idea...)