Original God: Ningguang is still a little pitiful, I invested in her

Deep in the abyss of the rock,

A man with four arms and a strong physique sat on the stone.

The man kept coughing and then silently wiped the blood from his mouth.

He looked very weak and was in a coma most of the time. When he was awake, he stared at the stone in a daze.

This cough was more serious than the previous one. The blood stained the man's palm red, and there was a black breath on it.

The man forgot a lot of things, but he remembered the black breath.

This was the karma eroding his body and mind.

The cough of the man attracted his companions in the corner to come out and check the situation.

"Brother Yaksha, are you okay?"

"Now there are only two of us in the underground, you must not be in trouble."

The companion walked up and sat next to the man, his tone full of worry.

The man waved his hand disapprovingly, saying in a very calm tone: "It's okay, Jin Peng, I won't die for a while."

The companion sighed helplessly: "Brother Yasha, you remembered it wrong again, my name is Boyang."

Boyang paused and continued: "I always hear you say Jin Peng, is that your name?"

"You forgot everything, but only remember the word Jin Peng."

The man sitting on the stone was silent.

He was wondering if his name was Jin Peng?

Otherwise why did he keep talking about it?

After a long silence, the man shook his head slowly: "I don't remember... I don't remember anything."

The karma on his body seemed to be getting stronger and stronger, and his body was getting weaker and weaker.

In the end, he couldn't sit still and almost fell down.

Fortunately, Boyang was quick and helped the man steady.

"Brother Yasha, you have to hold on..."

"At least... tell me your name."

The man wanted to answer, but he didn't have an answer in his heart.

Just at this moment, a young man's voice came from behind the two of them.

"His name is Fushe."

At that moment, Boyang turned his head suddenly as if he had been electrocuted, his face full of disbelief,

Obviously, he did not expect that there was a third person deep underground.

He clearly remembered that there were only him and this unknown Yaksha deep underground,

The rest of the Qianyan Army had all died,

Where did this third person come from?

Hearing the word Fushe, the man's eyes were bright again.

"Fushe, yes... I remember, my name is Fushe."

"It means that in a fleeting moment, everything is abandoned."

I remember, I remember everything,

His name is Fushe, one of the five Yakshas under the Emperor's seat,

He has four brothers and sisters, and they all have a very good relationship.

The reason why he always mentions Jinpeng is because Jinpeng is the youngest and the brother he is most worried about.

Looking at the weak Fushe, Xiao stretched out his hand to him,

"Fushe, we are here to pick you up and take you home."

Beside Xiao, there stood the other three Yakshas, ​​Shuihuoyan.

"Brother Fushe, didn't we agree to wait until the world is peaceful and live the life of ordinary people together? Don't break your promise."

"Brother Fushe, get up quickly. The weather outside is so good. How long are you going to sleep?"

"Fushe, let's go back together."

Looking at the four Yakshas in front of him, Fushe smiled from the bottom of his heart.

"Boyang... my brothers and sisters are here to take me home."

As soon as the words fell, a rich golden sea of ​​light burst out from the cave, covering everyone.

Boyang widened his eyes in surprise. He saw that the injuries on Fushe's body were repaired at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The five Yakshas stood in the light, shining brightly.

...

Xiao slowly opened his eyes and found himself lying on the bed.

In front of him stood Zhongli, Guizhong and Ruotu Dragon King.

Ruotu Dragon King looked at Xiao and explained, "You drank too much last night, and I carried you back to the hotel."

Xiao remained silent after hearing this. So many things happened before, but it turned out to be just a dream.

Guizhong also noticed that something was wrong with Xiao, so he asked, "Xiao, are you okay? Are you okay?"

Xiao shook his head, "It's okay, I just... had a very long dream."

Ruotu Dragon King added, "It was a beautiful dream, right? I just heard you talking in your sleep."

Xiao was silent for a moment, then nodded, "I guess so."

Zhongli looked at Xiao and said slowly, "Since you are sober, let's set off back to Liyue."

"We agreed to meet Mr. Fang Xun at the port, and we can't be late."

"Understood."

Xiao stood up and left with Zhongli and others.

When passing by a restaurant, Xiao seemed to see a familiar figure.

Two men and two women, talking and laughing.

But when he looked closelyWhen he checked, there was no one in the restaurant.

Is he dazzled?

Xiao didn't think much about it and continued to follow Zhongli's footsteps.

Just then, a store manager came over and called Xiao.

"Sir, please stay!"

Xiao was a little surprised, but he still stopped.

"Is there anything?"

The store manager handed a bowl of steaming hangover soup to Xiao.

"A customer asked me to give you this hangover soup, saying that you will definitely have a splitting headache and feel uncomfortable all over when you wake up. Drinking a bowl of hangover soup will make you feel better."

The store manager paused and continued: "They asked me to pass on a message to you, take care of yourself."

Looking at the bowl of steaming hangover soup, Xiao was silent.

After a long time, he took the bowl of hangover soup.

The taste of the soup was very familiar, exactly the same as that made by Mi Nu.

This unique hangover soup, and those familiar instructions,

Everything told Xiao that what happened in the dream came true.

Xiao looked at the store manager and asked, "Are they still in the store?"

The store manager scratched his head and replied apologetically, "Those customers have just left, and I don't know where they went."

Xiao stopped asking, drank the hangover soup, and left.

They naturally had their reasons for not seeing each other, and Xiao would not ask more.

After Xiao walked away, Fanan poked his head out to check the situation.

Then, she looked up at Fushe again,

"Brother Fushe, why don't we meet with me directly?"

Fushe touched his chin and gave the reason.

"Because he still has his own mission to complete, we can't be a burden to him."

"Just let him know that his brothers and sisters are all well."

...

Fang Xun put down the history book in his hand.

Although one source of entanglement was deducted, it would be worth it if it could make Xiao happy again.

It's almost time, it's time to wake up the little guys.

...

Maybe the five Yakshas written by the author are a little different from what everyone thinks, but this is what the author has tried his best to think of.

Mainly, I want to make up for some knives for everyone. The main plot of this book is still in a light-hearted and happy style.