The autumn wind rises and the dragon sings
Chapter 242 The guess comes true, memories of old events
Chapter 242 The guess comes true, memories of old events
It all started when Feng Chou returned to Bie Chou's residence with the girl in his arms. Not to mention the many complaints and criticisms made by the swordsman in green when he saw that he was injured. Anyway, as long as Feng Chou doesn't give in and is obedient, he won't do anything. After the next time, the swordsman in green couldn't bring himself to say anything more.
The girl used her soul power too much and was so tired that she fell asleep directly. Even the pain in her heart could not wake her up. Feng Chou didn't use her yin bone spiritual power to help her relieve her pain before dealing with her own injuries.
Zhao Muzun was very cruel. The injury was on the shoulder. It was so deep that the bones could be seen directly. When applying the medicine, the pain was so painful that he broke into a cold sweat. The injury on his back had long since cracked. The piece of clothing It was dyed deep red, and it could be said that there was really no good meat at all.
When the green-clothed swordsman helped Fengchou put the medicine on his back, he frowned the whole time, not because of the injury, but because he felt the residual Tao Qi on it. Then he put his hand on Fengchou's wrist and found that he There are still internal injuries that have not healed, and there are also traces of Tao Qi remaining.
"You... offended someone from the Taoist sect?" The green-clothed swordsman's first reaction was this, and then he realized that the boy's injury was on his back. The injury didn't look like it was caused by a sharp weapon, but more like... the green-clothed swordsman hesitated. After a while, he changed the question: "Have you recovered your memory?"
The young man's body stiffened, not because of pain. Then he nodded slightly and responded softly: "...recovered."
The swordsman in green frowned and asked, "Is your strange behavior these days related to your recovered memory?"
The young man was silent for a moment, as if hesitating, and finally sighed helplessly: "Let me tell you a story..." It was said to be a story, but in fact it was a memory told from another perspective, and the two of them knew this well.
But as the story unfolded, when the protagonist decided to help his senior brother betray the sect because he had a crush on his senior brother, the green swordsman's brows furrowed even more tightly, and doubt appeared in his eyes. When the story stopped at the killing When the teacher rebelled, he couldn't help but express doubts: "This...isn't your memory?"
"Huh?" The young man who was trying to absorb his emotions was suddenly stunned.
"From what I know about you, you hate betrayal, and you won't betray for the sake of so-called feelings. To be absolutely speaking, you don't have any love for anyone at all. It's more about friendship and family affection." Lu. Yi Swordsman calmly analyzed and hit the nail on the head: "Even if you have feelings for him, your sense of responsibility will make you hand him over to the sect directly when you learn that the senior brother is about to betray, so as to nip the hidden danger in the bud. middle."
Hmm... That's absolutely true. If there is a traitor in the headquarters, even if it's someone he likes, he will pack it up and send it to that guy to deal with. At most, he will give him a ride if he is punished. Don't even think about saying nice things, traitor. He should be killed.
"So..." the swordsman in green said, tilting his head, with confusion in his eyes: "Are you sure this is your memory?"
... Really not.
Feng Chou admitted it in his heart, but on the surface he had to continue acting: "Maybe... I don't like betrayal in my heart, so my personality changed when I lost my memory, so what you know is losing The me that I am now, not the me that I was when I was in the sect.”
The swordsman in green thought for a while and felt that this was the truth, so he stopped worrying about this issue and asked with concern: "So, what are your plans now?"
"...I am no longer qualified to go back." Feng Chou looked lonely and pressed his eyebrows: "Forget it, let nature take its course. I just want to take a rest now."
The swordsman in green stopped asking, walked out holding the calamus on the table, and closed the door thoughtfully.
However, Feng Chou did not rest immediately. Instead, he took out the jade pendant and gave the other party some psychological counseling. After his body really couldn't hold it anymore, he sealed the jade pendant again and slowly climbed onto the bed. Because there were injuries on the front and back, only I can sleep on my side.
As a result, something went wrong while sleeping.
Although he temporarily left his body and changed his soul before, it is logical that there would be no problem with the blessing of props. However, due to the sudden stimulation later, the sea of consciousness was damaged, and then he recovered his memory and accepted most of the negative effects. Emotions, his own internal injuries have not healed, and the superposition of several negative buffs caused Feng Chou to have a high fever and nightmares one after another.
Fortunately, this body is a dragon's body, with rough skin and thick flesh, otherwise it would not be as simple as getting a high fever.
The first person to notice the abnormality was the swordsman in green who came to wake him up. The girl was woken up and reached out to touch the person next to her in a daze. Then she sat up from the bed with an "ouch" and said, "Why is it so hot?! "
After saying that, he lowered his head and blew on his scalded fingers. His eyes fell on the young man who had been lying on his back for some time. His face was red and his breathing was rapid. His expression suddenly became solemn. He quickly walked around him and got off the bed. He ordered the swordsman in green. : "You go get a basin of water. It's best not to touch him, otherwise it will hurt your soul. I'll make some medicine."
Then he quickly walked to the kitchen. The swordsman in green glanced at the person on the bed, followed the girl's instructions and did not touch him, then turned around and went out to fetch water.
At the same time, Mu Shaoai and Cang walked to the area where Biechouju was located, but the former village was nowhere to be seen, only a deserted area. Cang did not feel the fluctuation of the barrier, as if it had completely disappeared, and then saw Towards Mu Shaoai.
"Pharmacist, let me give it a try."
Mu Shaoai actually didn't know for sure. After all, everything was just a guess, but it didn't hurt to give it a try. It wouldn't hurt if he guessed wrong. If he guessed right... Thinking of this, Mu Shaoai calmed down and called out with his inner power: "I I am a friend of Dr. Feng, and I want to meet Dr. Feng this time. I have absolutely no ill intentions, and please be accommodating."
He repeated the words three times, but failed to get any response. Mu Shaoai sighed helplessly, feeling that he was going to fail. Cang beside him was about to ask, but suddenly he felt that the temperature around him dropped sharply, and the sound of the wind changed drastically. .
The two of them were stunned for a moment, and then they looked up in unison. A pair of gilded eyes were floating quietly in the sky at this time. The two figures were reflected in the pupils without sadness and joy, which were deep and cold, as if they were examining something. .
When Cang Zai looked into those eyes, he felt as if his body was pinned down. His inner energy and Qi had stopped operating, and he could not move at all. However, he had no intention of struggling and resisting, and he returned to normal in an instant.
Those eyes disappeared immediately.
When the two of them came back to their senses, they realized that they were already in that village. There were villagers carrying hoes and going to work in groups. There were pure smiles on their faces, and they were not affected by any strange phenomena from the outside world. interference.
One of the villagers seemed to recognize Cang and walked up to talk to him: "This...should be the Taoist priest who treated us before at Biechou Juzhong, right? The Taoist priest knew about Doctor Feng's illness, so Are you here to help him treat his illness?"
Cangping nodded: "Yes."
"Then I won't disturb the Taoist priest. Taoist priest, please go quickly. You can't delay seeing a doctor." After saying that, he turned around and left.
Mu Shaoai was amazed when he saw it: "Oh my! I didn't expect the Taoist priest to be a liar."
"It's not a lie, I came here with the intention of healing Young Master Feng, and there is no conflict between the two." Cang explained calmly, making Mu Shaoai choke up, and then changed the subject: "Isn't Taoist Priest curious about the scene just now? "
"Yes." He nodded in response, his expression still as calm and calm as ever.
"..."
Mu Shaoai, who had failed to get any cooperation, sighed for a while, feeling that he was indeed a fellow disciple of Doctor Feng, and his temperament was somewhat similar, and then he couldn't help but explain: "Last time, I brought the pharmacist with me, Xifeng." When I came over, I found that the injuries of the dying man had actually improved, and his life was no longer in danger, but his internal strength had disappeared, so I kept a close eye on him. Later, the pharmacist and I saw Dr. Feng who had come back from the dead. Asked if he was in Biechou Center when he woke up, Doctor Feng gave an affirmative answer."
Mu Shaoai said, looking down at the ground: "Then I discovered that Biechou Residence seemed to be repelling us intentionally or unintentionally, and did not want us to stay there for a long time. At that time, I had a guess: Biechou Residence It's alive where it is." Then he raised his head and asked, "I heard what the villager just said, the Taoist priest once stayed at Biechou Ju, and didn't you find anything unusual?"
Cang remembered that he tried not to be so serious and learned to smile gently, but Feng Chou was even more afraid of him, and silently shook his head.
"...Hasn't Taoist Master done anything?"
"I kept Biechouju in order to help Feng Shaoxia integrate the good and evil spirits in his body. I occasionally helped Feng Shaoxia treat the villagers, but I didn't do anything special."
"..." Remembering that he brought the wounded here and caused some trouble, Mu Shaoai felt guilty for some reason and coughed twice: "It seems that he has good intentions towards Doctor Feng, but he doesn't know about this good intentions." , how long can it last? Does Taoist Master still remember the two villagers who were rumored to have come back from the dead?"
Cang nodded lightly.
"When the incident happened, I was at the scene, pharmacist, and saw with my own eyes that the villagers collected the body very calmly without any sadness. When I contacted Qin Jiaxian before and said that Doctor Feng was dead, Biechouju disappeared directly... ..." Mu Shaoai stopped as soon as he clicked.
Cang immediately understood the unfinished meaning of the words, and couldn't help but frown. It was because this series of actions were all well-intentioned, and they were a bit too good, which seemed a bit weird.
"Pharmacist, I suspect that Doctor Feng may have made some kind of deal with him, but he just doesn't know what the price is." Mu Shaoai made a reasonable inference: "I don't know if Qiu Yu knows about this. It's a pity that he can't find his whereabouts, otherwise he would I can ask."
There was no expression on his pale face, and he kept these words in his heart.
During the conversation, they had arrived in front of Biechou. Mu Shaoai stepped forward and knocked on the door a few times. The door was opened. A girl in a green dress appeared behind the door. When she saw it was Mu Shaoai and Cang Hou, her face changed. There was some surprise on his face, and then he saluted: "I have seen the pharmacist and Xian Shou. My eldest brother is ill now and it is not convenient to see guests. Please come back at another time."
"Oops! Pharmacist, this is the first time I've seen someone sick and pushed the doctor away. Doesn't Miss Li not trust my medical skills, pharmacist?" Mu Shaoai pretended to be sad, and then when the girl was about to refute, he put the doctor beside him The Taoist gave way: "If it's other illnesses, this Taoist priest is also here. What do you think, Miss Li?"
...I don’t think so.
The girl looked indifferent, but did not refuse anymore. She raised her hand sideways and said, "You two, come in and sit down first. I'll make tea."
As soon as they entered Biechou Residence, they smelled the bitter medicinal fragrance that filled the air. The girl took the two of them to sit down at the stone table in the courtyard, took out the prepared tea leaves and teapot, and lowered her head to make tea. Although it was not pleasing to the eye, But it was quite proficient and no mistakes were made.
The green tea was poured into the cup. The girl pushed the cup in front of the two of them and raised her hand again: "Please."
"Thank you." The two of them thanked each other and picked up the teacups in front of them. The warm tea tasted slightly astringent and slightly sweet, making Mu Shaoai raise his eyebrows slightly and cast an inquiring gaze on the girl.
How come this tea-making technique...is the same as Doctor Feng's?
When the girl saw that Mu Shaoai was hesitant to speak, she thought there was something wrong with the tea she made. Just as she was about to ask, the swordsman in green opened the door and walked out, holding a basin of water in his hand. "How is it? Has it been lowered?" The girl turned around and asked. The swordsman in green shook his head, and his eyes under the mask showed worry: "It's of no use."
When the girl heard this, she frowned at first and looked hesitant, then sighed helplessly: "That's it, leave it to me. You can entertain the guests."
The swordsman in green saw that one of them was an acquaintance, and although he didn't know the other, he vaguely guessed his identity by looking at his fairy-like temperament. He nodded in agreement. After the girl apologized, she quickly entered the kitchen. , continue to boil the medicine.
"This Miss Li... Why is she completely different from what she was in front of Dr. Feng, and her temperament..." Mu Shaoai took a sip of tea and said thoughtfully: "If it weren't for the wrong time, I would have thought that she had returned to the third place. When I met Dr. Feng once, he was unfamiliar and polite, with a sense of distance.
Cang lowered his eyes to drink tea and said in a calm tone: "Miss Li may be the incarnation of Feng Shaoxia."
"Huh? (No)"
However, Mu Shaoai and the swordsman in green spoke together, but one expressed doubts and the other denied without hesitation. Their tone was so calm that there was no fluctuation at all, which made Mu Shaoai couldn't help but continue to question: "Why are you so sure? Do you know anything?"
The swordsman in green did not answer, but looked at the Taoist: "I heard the rumors, did you drive him out of Xuanzong?"
Cang put down the tea cup and replied calmly: "Young Master Feng has sincerely admitted his mistake. This is not the extent of his crime."
"So, did he really betray the sect for the sake of the person he loved?"
"The person you like?" Mu Shaoai who was listening couldn't help but froze, with a look of surprise on his face. Cang was startled slightly, and also showed a bit of confusion. He didn't expect that there was such a secret behind it. When the swordsman in green saw the reaction of the two of them, He was also a little confused: "According to his explanation, the reason why he betrayed the sect back then was because he wanted to help the person he loved. However, I always feel that there is something wrong with this memory. He is obviously not a character who can be influenced by emotions."
Mu Shaoai stopped drinking tea and turned his gaze to his side. The swordsman in green also looked over.
Cang, who received the attention and courtesy: "...I don't know about this either. But it can also explain why Feng Shaoxia is very fond of Zhao Mu Zun and even handed over the road map of his residence."
"...That's great. I've been with Dr. Feng for so long, old man, and I've never received such a gift." An old man was sore and wanted to smoke a hookah to calm down.
"So, is this really his memory?" The swordsman in green brought the topic back on track, and Mu Shaoai was the first to express his thoughts: "It doesn't sound like something Doctor Feng would do, but it's not an example of a drastic change in temperament after amnesia. No." Just think and violate the rules.
Cang lowered his eyes slightly, his expression was clear, and he seemed to be thinking about something, but he did not continue the topic: "Is Young Master Feng seriously injured?"
The swordsman in green nodded: "The internal injuries have not healed, and new injuries have been added. It seems to have been affected by the memory, and he is currently falling into a nightmare."
"It doesn't sound like I'm good at it, so I'll leave it to you, Taoist priest." "Yeah." Cang naturally wouldn't refuse.
The swordsman in green remembered the girl's advice and hesitated, but was soon convinced by Mu Shaoai. He also hoped that Feng Chou would get better soon.
As soon as he entered the master bedroom, he felt very stuffy, and there was still a strong smell of rust that lingered, which made him feel depressed. Then he saw the young man lying on the bed with his eyes closed, struggling uneasily. He was wearing single clothes. Therefore, it was rubbed open, revealing the layers of bandages underneath.
Cang quickly came to the bedside, his fingertips condensed light, turned into a Tai Chi Dao Seal, and touched the spirit beads between his eyebrows. The burning sensation faded slightly, but then a wisp of white smoke emerged and quickly wrapped around his fingertips.
"Hey! Don't!"
He only had time to hear a cry of surprise from outside the door, and his consciousness sank and he was pulled into a nightmare.
The crescent moon hung in the black-blue night sky, with not a single star visible, only the cold moonlight falling down.
Looking up, what comes into view is a large square courtyard, surrounded by earthen walls. The entrance of the courtyard is sheltered by several bamboos blowing in the wind. When you step into the courtyard door, you are faced with a brick screen wall. Turn around. After passing the wall, I suddenly saw a wide courtyard with several rockeries scattered here and there, and a clear pond dug out. However, there was only water in the pond, which looked very lonely.
Cang looked around and found nothing unusual. The door of the house behind him suddenly opened softly, and a thin figure walked out gently without making a sound. Cang could see the man's appearance clearly through the moonlight, but couldn't help but be startled.
What came into view was a pale, childish, bloodless face, with a heavy look of death between the eyebrows. Even a person who couldn't read, could tell that the other person was not going to die soon, and Cang could see more. It was obviously early. A stillborn baby will never survive the moment of birth, and it will only be a stillborn baby after birth.
But the child was still alive. Not only was he alive, he was able to walk freely at just one year old. He walked out of the house unhurriedly and walked quietly into the distance. Cang followed the thin figure, knowing that he was mistaken. Entering the dreamland, then this child is... Feng Chou Farewell?
The child looked young, but his steps were not slow. He soon arrived at a magnificent palace, easily dodged the patrolling guards, and entered a dormitory with familiarity. When he saw a formation blocking the way, , transformed the death energy in the body, and controlled it to devour it without triggering it at all.
It's just that his body couldn't hold up, and he was vomiting blood intermittently. His whole body felt like he was fished out of the water. His clothes were soaked with cold sweat, and his breathing was frighteningly weak.
The child paid no attention to it. After wiping away the vomited blood with death energy, he tremblingly came to the dragon bed made of golden nanmu. He was not surprised when he saw no one on it. He used death energy to dissolve the formation again. Fa, a secret passage appeared in front of me, I climbed onto the dragon bed with difficulty and walked down the secret passage.
The secret passage was not dark inside. The candlelight on the wall was swaying, emitting a dark light, stretching the small shadow on the steps. It was so quiet that no sound could be heard, which was inexplicably unsettling.
The secret passage gradually came to the end, and what came into view was a huge ice room with an ice bed in the middle. Bright yellow clothes were scattered on the ground. Heavy breathing echoed in the ice room, and the body that had long since lost its vitality was reflected in the eyes... …
Cang was shocked, and subconsciously wanted to cover the child's eyes, but his hand passed through the other person's body. The child seemed to turn his head and glance at him, with a calm and indifferent look on his young face that was inconsistent with his age, and then turned his head again. As he stepped closer, the death energy around him suddenly rioted, sweeping across the entire ice room. With a shrill scream, the child expressionlessly dug out his beating heart, threw it on the ground and crushed it...
Suddenly a bright color appeared on the horizon, gradually glowing with a bright orange-red color, as if it was painted with a paintbrush, and soon spread out, gradually covering the distant sky, and the entire sky was illuminated, making it look fiery red.
Cang withdrew his gaze from the dormitory that was swallowed up by the fire, and fell on the child who had returned to the courtyard. He placed the body that he had brought out with great difficulty on the edge of the pool and was scrubbing it carefully. He looked at the calm and pale little face, and felt in his heart. Inexplicably heavy.
"Little Taoist." The child suddenly spoke, looking at him with dark eyes: "Are you here to catch me?" Without waiting for a response, he lowered his head again: "But you can't kill me, so you should go back."
"I...don't mean any harm." Cang felt that his voice was a bit harsh. The boy paused for a moment, straightened his messy hair, and said softly: "This is my father."
Cang was stunned for a moment, and Zhidong continued: "He died because of me. When my mother was giving birth to me, the emperor came to the door and gave my father two choices: kill me when I was about to be born, or let my brother kill him. . The father had no choice, so his sixteen-year-old brother became a thug who committed patricide. The mother was also stimulated and died in childbirth."
The child raised his head with a hollow expression: "Actually, it's okay for my father to choose the first one. I was originally a stillborn child. A fortune teller said that I was destined to die before dawn. It was my brother who forced me to continue my life."
"If you reverse your destiny, you will suffer backlash." Cang crouched down and looked at the child's skin, which was so pale that the blood vessels could be clearly seen, and reminded him softly.
"I know, but I can't die. My brother will collapse completely." Only when he talked about his brother did his expression become less cold: "Originally, I thought the emperor was afraid of his father, because he was supported by his father. , my brother fell silent because of this, and was on the edge of power, and the result... was really disgusting." Those last four words were so cold that it made people palpitate.
Cang was speechless for a moment. He could observe the world calmly and deal with any changes calmly, but he could not say any words of comfort on this matter. However, Zhidong suddenly smiled and patted the back of his hand gently: "Did I scare you just now? ?I was so angry just now. I originally wanted to be gentle in front of you. After all, a good-looking and young person like you shouldn't be exposed to such disgusting scenes, but you have to follow behind me...I still think about the Taoist priest now They are all so dedicated, even if their souls leave their body, they have to drive away evil spirits."
Feeling the cold temperature, Cang just said lightly: "I was not scared."
"Then let me tell you, if you weren't here just now, I would have let the emperor watch with his own eyes how he was devoured bit by bit." The child grabbed his wrist and leaned closer: "In this way, Aren’t you afraid too?”
Cang looked into those dark eyes and saw no malice, only emptiness. Just as he was about to speak, his consciousness was suddenly pulled out.
……
When his consciousness returned, Cang still kept standing in front of the bed, and pointed his fingers on the eyebrows of the person on the bed. The moment his vision returned, he met the dark eyes. When he looked again, the other person was still the same. His eyes were closed tightly, as if it was just an illusion.
"Xianshou." The girl came over with the medicine in her hand. After quietly looking at it, she asked, "Are you okay?"
"It's nothing." Cang calmed down, moved his hand away, and gave up his position: "In addition to external injuries and internal injuries, there are also traces of injuries on Feng Shaoxia's sea of consciousness. Does Miss Li know the reason?"
"Maybe he was stimulated when his memory was restored. After all, the eldest brother didn't have many nightmares before this." The girl explained lightly, lightly scratched her finger, and let the blood drip into the steaming potion. Then put it in Fengchou's mouth and feed it to him to drink.
"I see..." The maroon eyelashes fell, and his pale eyes stepped aside, covering up all his emotions. Because he seemed to have been distracted for a moment, he didn't attract anyone's attention. Mu Shaoai just asked about it. The wind worries about other situations.
"Feng Shaoxia's external and internal injuries are slowly healing. The main reason for his fever is that the sea of consciousness has been damaged. Just let Miss Li handle this." Cang said while looking at the girl who was patiently feeding the medicine. .
After hearing this, Mu Shaoai relaxed a little and began to look at the layout of the room, and then discovered something interesting: "Oh, Taoist Priest, the person in the portrait hanging by the bedside seems to be you... Huh? And the picture next to it, why is it a squirrel wearing a Taoist robe (ω)"
The girl's hand shaking as she was feeding the medicine suddenly remembered what she had drawn as a suicide note. She wailed in her heart and froze, daring not to look back.
"Yeah." Cang actually saw it when he came in, but with his personality, he didn't feel offended. He could also analyze that the squirrel painting was drawn by a girl, because the lines were very smooth, so he praised: "The painting is very beautiful. The charm.”
I just don’t know why the other party painted him as a squirrel.
Girl: The society is dead and I don’t want to talk.JPG
Fengchou Farewell: Social Death +1
System: Addicted to being a villain
(End of this chapter)
It all started when Feng Chou returned to Bie Chou's residence with the girl in his arms. Not to mention the many complaints and criticisms made by the swordsman in green when he saw that he was injured. Anyway, as long as Feng Chou doesn't give in and is obedient, he won't do anything. After the next time, the swordsman in green couldn't bring himself to say anything more.
The girl used her soul power too much and was so tired that she fell asleep directly. Even the pain in her heart could not wake her up. Feng Chou didn't use her yin bone spiritual power to help her relieve her pain before dealing with her own injuries.
Zhao Muzun was very cruel. The injury was on the shoulder. It was so deep that the bones could be seen directly. When applying the medicine, the pain was so painful that he broke into a cold sweat. The injury on his back had long since cracked. The piece of clothing It was dyed deep red, and it could be said that there was really no good meat at all.
When the green-clothed swordsman helped Fengchou put the medicine on his back, he frowned the whole time, not because of the injury, but because he felt the residual Tao Qi on it. Then he put his hand on Fengchou's wrist and found that he There are still internal injuries that have not healed, and there are also traces of Tao Qi remaining.
"You... offended someone from the Taoist sect?" The green-clothed swordsman's first reaction was this, and then he realized that the boy's injury was on his back. The injury didn't look like it was caused by a sharp weapon, but more like... the green-clothed swordsman hesitated. After a while, he changed the question: "Have you recovered your memory?"
The young man's body stiffened, not because of pain. Then he nodded slightly and responded softly: "...recovered."
The swordsman in green frowned and asked, "Is your strange behavior these days related to your recovered memory?"
The young man was silent for a moment, as if hesitating, and finally sighed helplessly: "Let me tell you a story..." It was said to be a story, but in fact it was a memory told from another perspective, and the two of them knew this well.
But as the story unfolded, when the protagonist decided to help his senior brother betray the sect because he had a crush on his senior brother, the green swordsman's brows furrowed even more tightly, and doubt appeared in his eyes. When the story stopped at the killing When the teacher rebelled, he couldn't help but express doubts: "This...isn't your memory?"
"Huh?" The young man who was trying to absorb his emotions was suddenly stunned.
"From what I know about you, you hate betrayal, and you won't betray for the sake of so-called feelings. To be absolutely speaking, you don't have any love for anyone at all. It's more about friendship and family affection." Lu. Yi Swordsman calmly analyzed and hit the nail on the head: "Even if you have feelings for him, your sense of responsibility will make you hand him over to the sect directly when you learn that the senior brother is about to betray, so as to nip the hidden danger in the bud. middle."
Hmm... That's absolutely true. If there is a traitor in the headquarters, even if it's someone he likes, he will pack it up and send it to that guy to deal with. At most, he will give him a ride if he is punished. Don't even think about saying nice things, traitor. He should be killed.
"So..." the swordsman in green said, tilting his head, with confusion in his eyes: "Are you sure this is your memory?"
... Really not.
Feng Chou admitted it in his heart, but on the surface he had to continue acting: "Maybe... I don't like betrayal in my heart, so my personality changed when I lost my memory, so what you know is losing The me that I am now, not the me that I was when I was in the sect.”
The swordsman in green thought for a while and felt that this was the truth, so he stopped worrying about this issue and asked with concern: "So, what are your plans now?"
"...I am no longer qualified to go back." Feng Chou looked lonely and pressed his eyebrows: "Forget it, let nature take its course. I just want to take a rest now."
The swordsman in green stopped asking, walked out holding the calamus on the table, and closed the door thoughtfully.
However, Feng Chou did not rest immediately. Instead, he took out the jade pendant and gave the other party some psychological counseling. After his body really couldn't hold it anymore, he sealed the jade pendant again and slowly climbed onto the bed. Because there were injuries on the front and back, only I can sleep on my side.
As a result, something went wrong while sleeping.
Although he temporarily left his body and changed his soul before, it is logical that there would be no problem with the blessing of props. However, due to the sudden stimulation later, the sea of consciousness was damaged, and then he recovered his memory and accepted most of the negative effects. Emotions, his own internal injuries have not healed, and the superposition of several negative buffs caused Feng Chou to have a high fever and nightmares one after another.
Fortunately, this body is a dragon's body, with rough skin and thick flesh, otherwise it would not be as simple as getting a high fever.
The first person to notice the abnormality was the swordsman in green who came to wake him up. The girl was woken up and reached out to touch the person next to her in a daze. Then she sat up from the bed with an "ouch" and said, "Why is it so hot?! "
After saying that, he lowered his head and blew on his scalded fingers. His eyes fell on the young man who had been lying on his back for some time. His face was red and his breathing was rapid. His expression suddenly became solemn. He quickly walked around him and got off the bed. He ordered the swordsman in green. : "You go get a basin of water. It's best not to touch him, otherwise it will hurt your soul. I'll make some medicine."
Then he quickly walked to the kitchen. The swordsman in green glanced at the person on the bed, followed the girl's instructions and did not touch him, then turned around and went out to fetch water.
At the same time, Mu Shaoai and Cang walked to the area where Biechouju was located, but the former village was nowhere to be seen, only a deserted area. Cang did not feel the fluctuation of the barrier, as if it had completely disappeared, and then saw Towards Mu Shaoai.
"Pharmacist, let me give it a try."
Mu Shaoai actually didn't know for sure. After all, everything was just a guess, but it didn't hurt to give it a try. It wouldn't hurt if he guessed wrong. If he guessed right... Thinking of this, Mu Shaoai calmed down and called out with his inner power: "I I am a friend of Dr. Feng, and I want to meet Dr. Feng this time. I have absolutely no ill intentions, and please be accommodating."
He repeated the words three times, but failed to get any response. Mu Shaoai sighed helplessly, feeling that he was going to fail. Cang beside him was about to ask, but suddenly he felt that the temperature around him dropped sharply, and the sound of the wind changed drastically. .
The two of them were stunned for a moment, and then they looked up in unison. A pair of gilded eyes were floating quietly in the sky at this time. The two figures were reflected in the pupils without sadness and joy, which were deep and cold, as if they were examining something. .
When Cang Zai looked into those eyes, he felt as if his body was pinned down. His inner energy and Qi had stopped operating, and he could not move at all. However, he had no intention of struggling and resisting, and he returned to normal in an instant.
Those eyes disappeared immediately.
When the two of them came back to their senses, they realized that they were already in that village. There were villagers carrying hoes and going to work in groups. There were pure smiles on their faces, and they were not affected by any strange phenomena from the outside world. interference.
One of the villagers seemed to recognize Cang and walked up to talk to him: "This...should be the Taoist priest who treated us before at Biechou Juzhong, right? The Taoist priest knew about Doctor Feng's illness, so Are you here to help him treat his illness?"
Cangping nodded: "Yes."
"Then I won't disturb the Taoist priest. Taoist priest, please go quickly. You can't delay seeing a doctor." After saying that, he turned around and left.
Mu Shaoai was amazed when he saw it: "Oh my! I didn't expect the Taoist priest to be a liar."
"It's not a lie, I came here with the intention of healing Young Master Feng, and there is no conflict between the two." Cang explained calmly, making Mu Shaoai choke up, and then changed the subject: "Isn't Taoist Priest curious about the scene just now? "
"Yes." He nodded in response, his expression still as calm and calm as ever.
"..."
Mu Shaoai, who had failed to get any cooperation, sighed for a while, feeling that he was indeed a fellow disciple of Doctor Feng, and his temperament was somewhat similar, and then he couldn't help but explain: "Last time, I brought the pharmacist with me, Xifeng." When I came over, I found that the injuries of the dying man had actually improved, and his life was no longer in danger, but his internal strength had disappeared, so I kept a close eye on him. Later, the pharmacist and I saw Dr. Feng who had come back from the dead. Asked if he was in Biechou Center when he woke up, Doctor Feng gave an affirmative answer."
Mu Shaoai said, looking down at the ground: "Then I discovered that Biechou Residence seemed to be repelling us intentionally or unintentionally, and did not want us to stay there for a long time. At that time, I had a guess: Biechou Residence It's alive where it is." Then he raised his head and asked, "I heard what the villager just said, the Taoist priest once stayed at Biechou Ju, and didn't you find anything unusual?"
Cang remembered that he tried not to be so serious and learned to smile gently, but Feng Chou was even more afraid of him, and silently shook his head.
"...Hasn't Taoist Master done anything?"
"I kept Biechouju in order to help Feng Shaoxia integrate the good and evil spirits in his body. I occasionally helped Feng Shaoxia treat the villagers, but I didn't do anything special."
"..." Remembering that he brought the wounded here and caused some trouble, Mu Shaoai felt guilty for some reason and coughed twice: "It seems that he has good intentions towards Doctor Feng, but he doesn't know about this good intentions." , how long can it last? Does Taoist Master still remember the two villagers who were rumored to have come back from the dead?"
Cang nodded lightly.
"When the incident happened, I was at the scene, pharmacist, and saw with my own eyes that the villagers collected the body very calmly without any sadness. When I contacted Qin Jiaxian before and said that Doctor Feng was dead, Biechouju disappeared directly... ..." Mu Shaoai stopped as soon as he clicked.
Cang immediately understood the unfinished meaning of the words, and couldn't help but frown. It was because this series of actions were all well-intentioned, and they were a bit too good, which seemed a bit weird.
"Pharmacist, I suspect that Doctor Feng may have made some kind of deal with him, but he just doesn't know what the price is." Mu Shaoai made a reasonable inference: "I don't know if Qiu Yu knows about this. It's a pity that he can't find his whereabouts, otherwise he would I can ask."
There was no expression on his pale face, and he kept these words in his heart.
During the conversation, they had arrived in front of Biechou. Mu Shaoai stepped forward and knocked on the door a few times. The door was opened. A girl in a green dress appeared behind the door. When she saw it was Mu Shaoai and Cang Hou, her face changed. There was some surprise on his face, and then he saluted: "I have seen the pharmacist and Xian Shou. My eldest brother is ill now and it is not convenient to see guests. Please come back at another time."
"Oops! Pharmacist, this is the first time I've seen someone sick and pushed the doctor away. Doesn't Miss Li not trust my medical skills, pharmacist?" Mu Shaoai pretended to be sad, and then when the girl was about to refute, he put the doctor beside him The Taoist gave way: "If it's other illnesses, this Taoist priest is also here. What do you think, Miss Li?"
...I don’t think so.
The girl looked indifferent, but did not refuse anymore. She raised her hand sideways and said, "You two, come in and sit down first. I'll make tea."
As soon as they entered Biechou Residence, they smelled the bitter medicinal fragrance that filled the air. The girl took the two of them to sit down at the stone table in the courtyard, took out the prepared tea leaves and teapot, and lowered her head to make tea. Although it was not pleasing to the eye, But it was quite proficient and no mistakes were made.
The green tea was poured into the cup. The girl pushed the cup in front of the two of them and raised her hand again: "Please."
"Thank you." The two of them thanked each other and picked up the teacups in front of them. The warm tea tasted slightly astringent and slightly sweet, making Mu Shaoai raise his eyebrows slightly and cast an inquiring gaze on the girl.
How come this tea-making technique...is the same as Doctor Feng's?
When the girl saw that Mu Shaoai was hesitant to speak, she thought there was something wrong with the tea she made. Just as she was about to ask, the swordsman in green opened the door and walked out, holding a basin of water in his hand. "How is it? Has it been lowered?" The girl turned around and asked. The swordsman in green shook his head, and his eyes under the mask showed worry: "It's of no use."
When the girl heard this, she frowned at first and looked hesitant, then sighed helplessly: "That's it, leave it to me. You can entertain the guests."
The swordsman in green saw that one of them was an acquaintance, and although he didn't know the other, he vaguely guessed his identity by looking at his fairy-like temperament. He nodded in agreement. After the girl apologized, she quickly entered the kitchen. , continue to boil the medicine.
"This Miss Li... Why is she completely different from what she was in front of Dr. Feng, and her temperament..." Mu Shaoai took a sip of tea and said thoughtfully: "If it weren't for the wrong time, I would have thought that she had returned to the third place. When I met Dr. Feng once, he was unfamiliar and polite, with a sense of distance.
Cang lowered his eyes to drink tea and said in a calm tone: "Miss Li may be the incarnation of Feng Shaoxia."
"Huh? (No)"
However, Mu Shaoai and the swordsman in green spoke together, but one expressed doubts and the other denied without hesitation. Their tone was so calm that there was no fluctuation at all, which made Mu Shaoai couldn't help but continue to question: "Why are you so sure? Do you know anything?"
The swordsman in green did not answer, but looked at the Taoist: "I heard the rumors, did you drive him out of Xuanzong?"
Cang put down the tea cup and replied calmly: "Young Master Feng has sincerely admitted his mistake. This is not the extent of his crime."
"So, did he really betray the sect for the sake of the person he loved?"
"The person you like?" Mu Shaoai who was listening couldn't help but froze, with a look of surprise on his face. Cang was startled slightly, and also showed a bit of confusion. He didn't expect that there was such a secret behind it. When the swordsman in green saw the reaction of the two of them, He was also a little confused: "According to his explanation, the reason why he betrayed the sect back then was because he wanted to help the person he loved. However, I always feel that there is something wrong with this memory. He is obviously not a character who can be influenced by emotions."
Mu Shaoai stopped drinking tea and turned his gaze to his side. The swordsman in green also looked over.
Cang, who received the attention and courtesy: "...I don't know about this either. But it can also explain why Feng Shaoxia is very fond of Zhao Mu Zun and even handed over the road map of his residence."
"...That's great. I've been with Dr. Feng for so long, old man, and I've never received such a gift." An old man was sore and wanted to smoke a hookah to calm down.
"So, is this really his memory?" The swordsman in green brought the topic back on track, and Mu Shaoai was the first to express his thoughts: "It doesn't sound like something Doctor Feng would do, but it's not an example of a drastic change in temperament after amnesia. No." Just think and violate the rules.
Cang lowered his eyes slightly, his expression was clear, and he seemed to be thinking about something, but he did not continue the topic: "Is Young Master Feng seriously injured?"
The swordsman in green nodded: "The internal injuries have not healed, and new injuries have been added. It seems to have been affected by the memory, and he is currently falling into a nightmare."
"It doesn't sound like I'm good at it, so I'll leave it to you, Taoist priest." "Yeah." Cang naturally wouldn't refuse.
The swordsman in green remembered the girl's advice and hesitated, but was soon convinced by Mu Shaoai. He also hoped that Feng Chou would get better soon.
As soon as he entered the master bedroom, he felt very stuffy, and there was still a strong smell of rust that lingered, which made him feel depressed. Then he saw the young man lying on the bed with his eyes closed, struggling uneasily. He was wearing single clothes. Therefore, it was rubbed open, revealing the layers of bandages underneath.
Cang quickly came to the bedside, his fingertips condensed light, turned into a Tai Chi Dao Seal, and touched the spirit beads between his eyebrows. The burning sensation faded slightly, but then a wisp of white smoke emerged and quickly wrapped around his fingertips.
"Hey! Don't!"
He only had time to hear a cry of surprise from outside the door, and his consciousness sank and he was pulled into a nightmare.
The crescent moon hung in the black-blue night sky, with not a single star visible, only the cold moonlight falling down.
Looking up, what comes into view is a large square courtyard, surrounded by earthen walls. The entrance of the courtyard is sheltered by several bamboos blowing in the wind. When you step into the courtyard door, you are faced with a brick screen wall. Turn around. After passing the wall, I suddenly saw a wide courtyard with several rockeries scattered here and there, and a clear pond dug out. However, there was only water in the pond, which looked very lonely.
Cang looked around and found nothing unusual. The door of the house behind him suddenly opened softly, and a thin figure walked out gently without making a sound. Cang could see the man's appearance clearly through the moonlight, but couldn't help but be startled.
What came into view was a pale, childish, bloodless face, with a heavy look of death between the eyebrows. Even a person who couldn't read, could tell that the other person was not going to die soon, and Cang could see more. It was obviously early. A stillborn baby will never survive the moment of birth, and it will only be a stillborn baby after birth.
But the child was still alive. Not only was he alive, he was able to walk freely at just one year old. He walked out of the house unhurriedly and walked quietly into the distance. Cang followed the thin figure, knowing that he was mistaken. Entering the dreamland, then this child is... Feng Chou Farewell?
The child looked young, but his steps were not slow. He soon arrived at a magnificent palace, easily dodged the patrolling guards, and entered a dormitory with familiarity. When he saw a formation blocking the way, , transformed the death energy in the body, and controlled it to devour it without triggering it at all.
It's just that his body couldn't hold up, and he was vomiting blood intermittently. His whole body felt like he was fished out of the water. His clothes were soaked with cold sweat, and his breathing was frighteningly weak.
The child paid no attention to it. After wiping away the vomited blood with death energy, he tremblingly came to the dragon bed made of golden nanmu. He was not surprised when he saw no one on it. He used death energy to dissolve the formation again. Fa, a secret passage appeared in front of me, I climbed onto the dragon bed with difficulty and walked down the secret passage.
The secret passage was not dark inside. The candlelight on the wall was swaying, emitting a dark light, stretching the small shadow on the steps. It was so quiet that no sound could be heard, which was inexplicably unsettling.
The secret passage gradually came to the end, and what came into view was a huge ice room with an ice bed in the middle. Bright yellow clothes were scattered on the ground. Heavy breathing echoed in the ice room, and the body that had long since lost its vitality was reflected in the eyes... …
Cang was shocked, and subconsciously wanted to cover the child's eyes, but his hand passed through the other person's body. The child seemed to turn his head and glance at him, with a calm and indifferent look on his young face that was inconsistent with his age, and then turned his head again. As he stepped closer, the death energy around him suddenly rioted, sweeping across the entire ice room. With a shrill scream, the child expressionlessly dug out his beating heart, threw it on the ground and crushed it...
Suddenly a bright color appeared on the horizon, gradually glowing with a bright orange-red color, as if it was painted with a paintbrush, and soon spread out, gradually covering the distant sky, and the entire sky was illuminated, making it look fiery red.
Cang withdrew his gaze from the dormitory that was swallowed up by the fire, and fell on the child who had returned to the courtyard. He placed the body that he had brought out with great difficulty on the edge of the pool and was scrubbing it carefully. He looked at the calm and pale little face, and felt in his heart. Inexplicably heavy.
"Little Taoist." The child suddenly spoke, looking at him with dark eyes: "Are you here to catch me?" Without waiting for a response, he lowered his head again: "But you can't kill me, so you should go back."
"I...don't mean any harm." Cang felt that his voice was a bit harsh. The boy paused for a moment, straightened his messy hair, and said softly: "This is my father."
Cang was stunned for a moment, and Zhidong continued: "He died because of me. When my mother was giving birth to me, the emperor came to the door and gave my father two choices: kill me when I was about to be born, or let my brother kill him. . The father had no choice, so his sixteen-year-old brother became a thug who committed patricide. The mother was also stimulated and died in childbirth."
The child raised his head with a hollow expression: "Actually, it's okay for my father to choose the first one. I was originally a stillborn child. A fortune teller said that I was destined to die before dawn. It was my brother who forced me to continue my life."
"If you reverse your destiny, you will suffer backlash." Cang crouched down and looked at the child's skin, which was so pale that the blood vessels could be clearly seen, and reminded him softly.
"I know, but I can't die. My brother will collapse completely." Only when he talked about his brother did his expression become less cold: "Originally, I thought the emperor was afraid of his father, because he was supported by his father. , my brother fell silent because of this, and was on the edge of power, and the result... was really disgusting." Those last four words were so cold that it made people palpitate.
Cang was speechless for a moment. He could observe the world calmly and deal with any changes calmly, but he could not say any words of comfort on this matter. However, Zhidong suddenly smiled and patted the back of his hand gently: "Did I scare you just now? ?I was so angry just now. I originally wanted to be gentle in front of you. After all, a good-looking and young person like you shouldn't be exposed to such disgusting scenes, but you have to follow behind me...I still think about the Taoist priest now They are all so dedicated, even if their souls leave their body, they have to drive away evil spirits."
Feeling the cold temperature, Cang just said lightly: "I was not scared."
"Then let me tell you, if you weren't here just now, I would have let the emperor watch with his own eyes how he was devoured bit by bit." The child grabbed his wrist and leaned closer: "In this way, Aren’t you afraid too?”
Cang looked into those dark eyes and saw no malice, only emptiness. Just as he was about to speak, his consciousness was suddenly pulled out.
……
When his consciousness returned, Cang still kept standing in front of the bed, and pointed his fingers on the eyebrows of the person on the bed. The moment his vision returned, he met the dark eyes. When he looked again, the other person was still the same. His eyes were closed tightly, as if it was just an illusion.
"Xianshou." The girl came over with the medicine in her hand. After quietly looking at it, she asked, "Are you okay?"
"It's nothing." Cang calmed down, moved his hand away, and gave up his position: "In addition to external injuries and internal injuries, there are also traces of injuries on Feng Shaoxia's sea of consciousness. Does Miss Li know the reason?"
"Maybe he was stimulated when his memory was restored. After all, the eldest brother didn't have many nightmares before this." The girl explained lightly, lightly scratched her finger, and let the blood drip into the steaming potion. Then put it in Fengchou's mouth and feed it to him to drink.
"I see..." The maroon eyelashes fell, and his pale eyes stepped aside, covering up all his emotions. Because he seemed to have been distracted for a moment, he didn't attract anyone's attention. Mu Shaoai just asked about it. The wind worries about other situations.
"Feng Shaoxia's external and internal injuries are slowly healing. The main reason for his fever is that the sea of consciousness has been damaged. Just let Miss Li handle this." Cang said while looking at the girl who was patiently feeding the medicine. .
After hearing this, Mu Shaoai relaxed a little and began to look at the layout of the room, and then discovered something interesting: "Oh, Taoist Priest, the person in the portrait hanging by the bedside seems to be you... Huh? And the picture next to it, why is it a squirrel wearing a Taoist robe (ω)"
The girl's hand shaking as she was feeding the medicine suddenly remembered what she had drawn as a suicide note. She wailed in her heart and froze, daring not to look back.
"Yeah." Cang actually saw it when he came in, but with his personality, he didn't feel offended. He could also analyze that the squirrel painting was drawn by a girl, because the lines were very smooth, so he praised: "The painting is very beautiful. The charm.”
I just don’t know why the other party painted him as a squirrel.
Girl: The society is dead and I don’t want to talk.JPG
Fengchou Farewell: Social Death +1
System: Addicted to being a villain
(End of this chapter)
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