There are always bad guys trying to steal my real body

Chapter 86 A damaged soul, forgotten for a hundred years
Thousands of lights in the night market illuminate the green clouds, and there are many people with red sleeves in high-rise buildings.

The city of Yuzhou is full of pearls, households are full of Luoqi, there are Sanqiu osmanthus, and ten li lotus ponds.

Some people listen to flutes and drums while drunk, while others enjoy the haze with a smile.There is also the fisherman sitting quietly by the pool, and the urchin playing on the arch bridge.

It coincided with the beginning of autumn, and the emperor led the three lords and nine ministers, and the princes and officials welcomed the "first autumn" in the western suburbs.

Killing beasts as a sacrifice, exalting the national prestige.

During the Lanqiu festival, folks put on autumn fat, eat autumn melons, offer sacrifices to autumn stoves, and catch up with autumn gatherings.

In the morning and early autumn of Yuzhou City, there will be a market for mules and horses, a market for food and agricultural tools, and a market for cloth and groceries.

In the evening, there will be a night market in autumn, and many stages will be set up on the central street, where acrobatics and tricks will be performed, and monkeys will move corn.

A piece of land was even circled for horse racing and performances on horseback.

Under the long string of red lanterns on the night market street, the light-bodied, graceful girls with round fans half-hidden their faces walked through the jewelry and food stalls together.

Running water splashes jade, and teenagers in fresh clothes and angry horses are playing monkeys and throwing pots in front of the stall to win the "golden corn" that symbolizes a good harvest and want to give it to the person they like.

Yu Bailu walked on the Lantern Arch Bridge, looking at the strange face in front of him, looking around at Leng Rong.

His temples are cut like knives, his eyebrows are like ink paintings, and his clothes flutter when he walks, like light clouds in the nine heavens, not stained by a speck of dust in the world.

On the arch bridge, the men and women, old and young, who passed by Leng Rong, looked at his appearance with amazement.

Yue Meiziyi, when she was young, went out, and often returned with a cart full of fruits for women.

The cold and melting posture can also enjoy the treatment of Pan Yue.

Isn't it necessary to prepare a basket for Leng Rong, waiting for the young and beautiful woman to throw it in?
With such a monstrous appearance, it is inevitable that the sky will be jealous of her beauty!

Melt him coldly, lost his memory!
Yu Bailu thinks it is "heaven is jealous of beauty", but according to Beixuan, it is "one soul is damaged, and it is forgotten for a hundred years".

After waking up, Leng Rong only remembered the events of the heavenly court in the upper world, and the century-old vicissitudes of life in the human world have become a passing cloud, disappearing without a trace!
Both Yu Bailu and Beixuan became passers-by without leaving any traces in his life.

"I feel that you two are colluding and playing tricks on me."

Yu Bailu still doesn't believe the saying that Leng Rong's soul is damaged and he has forgotten it for a hundred years.

"He lost all his mana, and lost half of the power of the dragon ball. Now that his soul is damaged, it is not easy to wake up."

Yu Bailu raised his head and looked at Leng Rong, who was full of the splendor and prosperity of the world, but without the slightest smell of fireworks.

Even if he doesn't remember why he fell into the mortal world, he is still contented, as if it is a matter in this world, and no one in this world has anything to do with him.

But in fact, in order to protect the common people in the world to enjoy the prosperity and peace, he exhausted all his mana and became a mortal.

Now the whole family is happy on this street, and the pedestrians in pairs, each one is the grace of Leng Rong's protection, including her.

In order to save her, Leng Rong lost half of the power of the dragon balls, one soul was damaged, and he was forgotten for a hundred years.

Thinking of this, Yu Bailu couldn't help feeling a dull pain in his heart.

In the darkness, he wants Yu Bailu to believe that he will find her and return to her.

He did come back to her, but forgot about her.

Without those wonderful times, it was so short that it seemed like an extremely beautiful dream, so unreal!

"Will he continue like this?"

"It will degenerate."

Beixuan sighed endlessly, and the helpless Leng Rong couldn't repair the damaged soul by himself, which would gradually lead to instability of the soul, followed by rapid deterioration of intelligence and memory.

Eventually it can become insane and life-threatening.

Yu Bailu was slightly taken aback, then smiled wryly.

It doesn't matter if you lose your memory, as long as you are alive.

But God is really cruel, the scene of beating mandarin ducks can only end if one of them is killed!
Under the red lantern, that dazzling and fascinating man will become a disheveled, deranged lunatic in the future, and Bailu's heart will once again feel like being cut by a knife.

Slowly spread out his numb palm: "Is there a cure?"

Yu Bailu asked cautiously, extremely uneasy, for fear that Beixuan would shake his head and directly sentence Leng Rong to death.

Beixuan pondered for a moment: "Yes. As long as you are willing to use all your cultivation to restore its damaged soul, it will be cured."

"So Easy?"

Yu Bailu couldn't believe it.

"If you lose your cultivation, you will no longer be able to continue being a demon hunter. Doesn't that matter?"

"Is it more important than Leng Rong's life?"

The cultivation base is gone, and you have to start all over again.

"Don't you want to avenge your father and master's enmity? And if you don't have the mana to cultivate, you may be caught by stepping on the snow to find syphilis."

Beixuan reminded Yu Bailu not to forget that she had just been caught in the dark trap of stepping on the snow and looking for plums. If it happened again, she would be a fish on the chopping board and be slaughtered without any magic power.

"Isn't he just a shield for you not to go on a blind date? You can change it to someone else. Why do you have to do this?"

Do you want to tell Beixuan that Leng Rong's shield has been straightened?
Thinking of the eight consecutive relatives in the dark and troubled formation, Yu Bailu's face flushed, and his eyes looking at Leng Rong were extremely tender and affectionate.

"You and Leng Rong actually have a grudge! Otherwise, why do you have to stop me from saving him?"

Yu Bailu said this as a joke, but Beixuan had a serious face and pondered for a while.

"Living in this world, it's hard to say what will happen in the future, and it's hard to tell the fate of the future. Maybe, after you heal him, he will return to heaven the next moment. At that time, will you regret it or hate him?"

Under the star rain, in front of the lanterns, in the dim light and shadow, the tall and tall Leng Rong is as quiet as water, as if he wants to ride the wind and climb up the clouds.

Half a day ago, the two cuddled together, enjoying the beautiful spring, with endless love words and heartfelt heartfelt words, as if time would go on peacefully and beautifully together forever.

But in an instant, she was at the bridge, and he was at the end of the alley. They were close at hand, but seemed far away, with eyes full of sadness, looking at the road ahead.

She used to smile and nonchalantly prepare the dowry for Leng Rong, because she knew deep down that Leng Rong had nothing to do with the tofu Xishi Xiaoqin.

But now, she was terrified of panic and fear.

It seems that she has never thought about separating from Leng Rong.

"will not."

Hiding his trembling hands and pinching the bleeding wound in his heart, Yu Bailu answered firmly.

If Leng Rong returns to the upper realm because of her rescue, from now on one heaven and one underground, they will never see each other again for eternity, and she will not hold any grudges.

Because, as long as he is alive.

In the future, when she looked up at the sky again, not only the sun, moon and nebula were on it, but also him.

If so, enough.

The atmosphere became very heavy, Beixuan's eyes showed a trace of pity.

"I know, with your character, no matter how unpalatable the dish you choose, you will eat it with tears in your eyes. But if it's a pot of shit, you won't."

"I'll hit you on the head."

Afraid of Bailu's eyes about to bury him in the cesspit, Beixuan shrugged compromisingly.

"Forget it! He's gone, and there's me. I'll be with you, and after a hundred years, I'll build your coffin and see you off."

(End of this chapter)