The fortune tellers have all gone off work.

In the library, a candle was quietly burning.

Fu Xuan sat in the position of a library administrator, flipping through the ancient books in his hands that were filled with memories.

It recorded the details of the disaster that happened seven hundred years ago.

Fu Xuan had not experienced it personally.

But often in the middle of the night when no one was around, she would hold this ancient book and immerse herself in the crisis that concerned the survival of Luofu.

She asked herself more than once, if she were in that era, could she stop the footsteps of the God of Fertility?

She deduced again and again, and the result she got was that the decline of Luofu was inevitable. Even if it was not completely destroyed, only one in ten would survive.

Whenever this happened, Fu Xuan would yearn for the peerless sword god.

What kind of great power and heroic spirit of dying generously could allow the peerless sword god to sacrifice himself and die together with the messenger of the God of Life.......

Inside the room.

Luo Ming was somewhat confused. That should be the core area of Taibusi, right?

There was actually someone whose memory was so deeply entangled with him.

He would ask Fu Xuan some other day to see who was so obsessed with him.

He shook his head.

Luo Ming gathered his thoughts, and his consciousness turned into an invisible big hand. He entered the room not far away without any hindrance, and knocked politely at the huge"sun".

And conveyed his will to have an in-depth communication with her.

If it was someone else, Luo Ming could directly pull him into the dream, and the other party would not be able to resist at all.

But Black Swan is a rememberer, and a very powerful one at that.

Luo Ming's methods regarding rememberers were all taught by her personally, so he could not use them on her.

After knocking a few times ,

‘The ' Sun' didn't respond at all.

Luo Ming didn't give up and knocked dozens of times in a row.

Still no response.

Finally, his will condensed into a thin needle, and when he was about to pierce it directly, an irresistible force surged out of the 'Sun' and hit him with a bang.

Luo Ming suddenly opened his eyes.

His head was dizzy.

The Black Swan rejected his private chat and hit him with a brick.

It seemed that he was really angry.

Luo Ming glanced at Jing Liu who was sleeping quietly, quietly lifted the quilt, and tiptoed out of the room.

A moment later.

There was a slight sound of a door opening next door, and then it returned to silence again.......

The next morning.

Luo Ming went out early and bought back three breakfasts.

Jingliu should not have noticed what happened last night.

After getting up, he washed himself, sat down at the dining table very quietly, and ate breakfast in small bites.

Around ten o'clock in the morning.

The three adjusted their states, and the atmosphere gradually became serious.

Jingliu sat cross-legged in the pavilion with his eyes closed. The blue string that tied her hair was untied by her, letting her silver-white hair fall on her shoulders. Her temperament was less sharp and more feminine.

Luo Ming exhaled and looked at the black swan:"Sister, we can start."

The black swan nodded and spoke softly. There seemed to be an unspeakable power in her voice:"According to Xianzhou's own research, the essence of the demonic body is the loss of the sense of good memories, leaving only regret for pain and despair."

"Then you can try to do the opposite, use the power of the rememberer to help those who have fallen into the devil's shadow, gradually regain those beautiful memories, and reinforce them so that they will never be lost......."

In the gentle voice,

Luo Ming slowly closed his eyes. In the dimness, he seemed to see a dark abyss in front of him, releasing a chilling and terrifying aura.

He did not hesitate at all.

With all his consciousness, he transformed into his body and stepped into the abyss.......

After an unknown amount of time,

Luo Ming was awakened by a clear cry.

He found himself in a plainly decorated room, where an old woman dressed as a midwife was holding a newborn baby. She gently and skillfully cleaned the baby and then carefully wrapped it in a swaddling cloth.

"Child, my child......"

On the bed, the young woman looked at her newborn baby without blinking, her pale, sweaty face full of fatigue and happiness

"She is my mother."

A low and complex voice sounded beside Luo Ming.

Luo Ming nodded lightly, but he didn't know what to say. He just took Jing Liu's hand silently and passed his strength to her.

Memories can be modified, intercepted, and forgotten, but they will never disappear completely. They will only be hidden in the deepest consciousness, waiting for the day to be awakened. What

Luo Ming and Black Swan did was to help Jing Liu reshape and solidify her memories from the day she was born, accompany her through life again, and awaken all the past.

In this way, perhaps the evil body can be alleviated or even cured.

With a bang.

The door of the room was pushed open, and a young man with a righteous look between his eyebrows rushed in somewhat rashly. He gasped for breath, his face full of worry and happiness.

On the bed, the woman glared at the man with some complaints, and then said softly with some pride,"Husband, I gave you a daughter."

Luo Ming felt Jing Liu's hand suddenly tightened.

He held her hand with a little more strength.

Jing Liu was born in a happy family. She should have grown up happily and carefree, and entered her own life track step by step. However, she encountered a catastrophe later and had to pick up the sword of killing. Her character also became introverted and sharp.

Next.

Luo Ming and Jing Liu, as a bystander, quietly watched Jing Liu's life.

When she was one year old, she could walk with the encouragement of her parents, and her face was filled with a bright and pure smile.

When she was two years old, she found a pot of sake from somewhere, tasted it curiously, and then got drunk all day, muttering incomprehensible gibberish. When she was three years old, her mother took her back to her mother's house for a visit. A child of similar age from a relative's family came to play with her, and was teased by her and burst into tears.

At the age of four............

Time went by day by day.

Jing Liu's condition was getting worse and worse. Her breathing became heavier and heavier, and her eyes glowed blood red, as if she was enduring the pain of the demonic body.

To heal the demonic body, it also meant to open the wounds inch by inch.

If you persist, you will be reborn.

Otherwise, you will fall into the demonic body completely, and there will be no room for maneuver.

"Go back first. I'll bring you in next time when you're ready."

Luo Ming grabbed Jing Liu's hand and was about to take her away.

"No, stay a little longer."

Jingliu panted and refused to leave, his eyes were bloodshot, and tears of blood were faintly flowing from the corners of his eyes.

At this time, 'she' was already eleven years old.

What was about to happen was the catastrophe of the activated planet [World Devouring Rahu], which would invade and devour the Cangcheng Immortal Boat.

Jingliu's fate was also completely changed on that day.

She wanted to see it with her own eyes again and face her inner demons.

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