Chapter 213 Unintentional intervention -
“No, little girl, what can I say? I didn’t see him at all!”
Ji Baishou picked up another bag on the table A jug of wine, this time he used a cup.
"Gu Cangyue is a god after all, an immortal tree that lives in the east of the upper world. You can ask Zhuang Yuheng where the 'Immortal Temple' is."
"Although my profile is I can go in and out of the Immortal Tree, but there is a thick fog in the Immortal Temple, let alone contact him.”
After Ji Baishou finished speaking, he ignored her and started drinking. However, Zhuang Yuheng's expression changed when he heard Qi Wu. That expression made Song Weichen even more certain that something had happened to Gu Cang Yue!
"Brother Yuheng, Cang Yue..."
Song Weichen turned to Zhuang Yuheng. Unexpectedly, her legs were so weak that she could hardly stand. Zhuang Yuheng supported her and said quickly with a slight reproach. Ji Baishou rolled his eyes.
"Wei Wei, take care of yourself first. Cang Yue is a god and is in the upper world, nothing can happen."
"Then tell me the truth...the fog in the temple means What are you wearing? ”
"The spirit is hidden in the mist" is too complicated to say, so Zhuang Yuheng decided to change it to an easier-to-understand explanation.
“You know that an insect chrysalis turns into a butterfly, right?”
Song Weichen nodded, not knowing why Zhuang Yuheng asked this question.
“Shangshen is different from ordinary monks. A very small number of people can cultivate two souls after reaching a certain level of cultivation. However, the process of giving birth to a new soul is extremely dangerous, almost equal to death. Therefore, the residence of Shangshen A barrier will automatically form around the place to protect it from harm. This barrier looks like a thick fog and functions like a cocoon when an insect chrysalis turns into a butterfly."
"Really? I don’t believe it.”
Song Weichen thought Zhuang Yuheng was lying.
"If fogging in the temple is a good thing, why did you look like that when you heard the fogging just now?"
Zhuang Yuheng was startled, cough, the little girl was observant, he had to think about what to do Editor...
In fact, to a certain extent, Zhuang Yuheng did not lie, but the fogging of the Immortal Temple was not as simple as he said - because Gu Cangyue originally had two souls, but they were extremely Few people know this.
If not for the last time Song Weichen was punished to kneel down by the realm leader, Gu Cangyue lost control and had a fierce fight with Mo Tingfeng in mid-air. At the same time, she was worried about Song Weichen, so she ordered his auxiliary spirit to guard the Marrow Cleansing Hall. , Zhuang Yuheng couldn't find it either.
It’s just that dual souls are already the upper limit. Even the ancient gods have never heard of giving birth to a third soul. The fog in the Immortal Temple at this time can only mean that there is something wrong with his soul.
The good news is that he is desperately trying to save himself.
But if Song Weichen is told the truth, with her character, she will definitely worry and worry all day long until she sees Gu Cangyue. Since she can't help, why bother adding to her worries.
Zhuang Yuheng cleared his throat and took Song Weichen's wrist to feel for his pulse.
"You should pay more attention to yourself. The reason why I looked sad just now is because I was distracted and thought of you."
"Lord Cang Yue's true form is an ancient god, and now he is in the state of Yuan Shen transformation. This is a great thing. He just needs some time to practice quietly. It is our turn to worry."
Song Weichen wants to say more. What, but Ji Baishou, who was lazy and unruly drinking, suddenly stood up, with a face full of enthusiasm, completely different from just now.
“The painted fan is here!”
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Because the sad painted fan has no reality and can come and go like smoke within the territory of Youmei where it is in charge, so Even Zhuang Yuheng and Mo Tingfeng were unable to detect her whereabouts. They didn't know how the old man Ji Baishou knew her. They can only say that everything happened because of love.
As soon as she finished speaking, Sad Painting Fan knocked on the door from outside and came in. She could have appeared directly in the basement, but it was "unnecessary" for privacy and etiquette.
“Wei Wei, it’s great that you’re okay, sister...I’m really afraid of seeing you in Santuchuan.”
Sie Hua Fan took Song Weichen and looked at her again and again. With a look of pity on his face, he didn't pay any attention to the "flattery and submissive" Ji Baishou beside him.
She looked at Zhuang Yuheng with a smile, half teasing and half comforting, "Jun Yuheng, what am I talking about? This little girl is very lucky. She must be protected by the Heavenly Lord, and nothing will happen to her."
Hearing this, Zhuang Yuheng bowed deeply to the sad painting fan, and Mo Tingfeng also bowed with him, which made her a little embarrassed.
"Jun Yuheng, Brother Feng, what are you doing, you seem to be angry."
She returned the gift seriously, then frowned as if she was remembering something.
"Since Weiwei is well, can you chat with your two brothers for a while? Huafan has something urgent to discuss."
Mo Tingfeng was a little hesitant when he heard this. He never wanted to talk to Song Weichen again. Separation, life or death, not even a second.
Unexpectedly, Zhuang Yuheng also looked troubled. The little girl "died" because of him and finally came back to life. He didn't want to see her disappear.
Thanks to Song Weichen's thoughtfulness, she quickly smoothed things over as soon as she saw their expressions. She swore that she would wait for them back where she was, and pushed and shoved the three of them out of the door.
"Abai, take care of Weiwei, we will be back soon."
Sad Painting Fan had clearly disappeared, but he heard an order out of thin air, and Ji Baishou and Song Weichen instantly They all collapsed in their hearts.
But one of them obeyed Sad Hua Fan's words, and the other was embarrassed to refuse his kindness. So, after Sad Hua Shan and the three of them left, the atmosphere in the originally bustling basement became so awkward that they could find another basement... …
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Ji Bai pointed to the plum blossom stool next to him and motioned for Song Weichen to sit on it. She reluctantly moved over quickly, as if the awkward chat scene in the past was reappearing.
The two were silent for a moment, this terrible feeling of silence... Song Weichen laughed awkwardly and subconsciously rubbed the jade pendant in his hand for comfort.
Ji Baishou originally didn't even look at her, but he was startled when he caught a glimpse of the jade pendant in her hand, and paused midway while holding the wine glass he was about to drink.
"How come you have this thing? Where did it come from!"
Seeing him staring directly at the jade pendant in his hand, Song Weichen subconsciously tightened his grip and suddenly retracted his hand into his sleeve, for fear of Was robbed.
"It was just a very ordinary jade pendant given by an elder and a good friend."
"Ordinary?!"
Ji Baishou sneered and drank the wine in one gulp. , glanced at Song Weichen.
"Either you are ignorant, or you think I am an idiot."
Song Weichen rolled his eyes in his heart again. This weird uncle is a bit interesting. He also pays attention to rhymes when he curses. Tsk, who said that? A single bet is not a bet.
But...does this eccentric man with a negative emotional intelligence know something? But neither Mo Tingfeng nor Zhuang Yuheng saw the origin of this jade pendant, so how did he know?
…Would you like to explore?
"Uncle Ji has great supernatural powers and knows everything, so naturally I am ignorant. But this was indeed given by a friend, and she didn't explain its use. I just thought it was a jade pendant made of ordinary material, didn't it?" Song Weichen He looks harmless to humans and animals.
Ji Bai paused for a while, then put down the wine bottle and glass and sat upright with a serious look on his face.
“Do you know the name of this jade pendant?” Song Weichen blinked his deer eyes. Does this jade pendant have a name?
Could it be that he is a relative of the "Purple Gold Gourd" in Journey to the West? The rounding of the spell is also "Do you dare to agree if I call you?"
Song Weichen shook her head, and she was speechless at her out-of-control brain circuits.
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“It’s called Yu Puppet.”
"It can absorb and store a large amount of puppet energy. It was a treasure forged by the first Si Chen in the Si Chen Mansion. At that time, the way to deal with the chaos was to break it up and collect it into the control puppet. But I heard that this thing has great limitations. The nature and danger are limited, and the number is limited. Three thousand years ago, Sichen Mansion changed a new way to deal with chaos and trouble, and then no longer used this object."
"A total of nine of this object were made, and they were used successively. Eight of them were broken, and one was lost in the process of handling the case. It seems that what you have in your hand is the only one left in the world."
" Eyes widened. "Like a copper bell" was what Song Weichen was talking about. The more she listened, the more exaggerated her expression became. She didn't expect this jade pendant to be so powerful? !
Jade pendant, jade pendant, how do you make it look so ordinary, yet so extraordinary...
Now think about it, Grandma Huang has asked her to keep this jade pendant many times, then At that time, she only thought that she regarded the token of love as a treasure, but now she knows that this thing is a real treasure... But where did Grandma Huang, a common village woman, get it?
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While lost in thought, Ji Baishou spoke with a sense of scrutiny.
"Ting Feng gave it to you?"
Song Weichen shook his head like a rattle when he heard it, but he was not in the mood to talk nonsense and let others hear it, and he would not think that Bingtuozi was showing favoritism and dereliction of duty.
But then I thought again, something was wrong, very wrong. As a dignified Si Chen, how could Mo Tingfeng not know about this?
"Uncle Ji, Bing Tuozi doesn't seem to recognize this jade pendant. Does he know something and deliberately hide it from me?" "Meijie, I really don't recognize it. Even if I have heard of the name 'Yu Puppet', I probably don't know what it is."
Ji Bai raised his hand and raised two fingers at Song Weichen. The chin clearly asked her to give him the jade pendant.
Seeing this, Song Weichen held the jade pendant tighter. This was what Grandma Huang gave her, and no one could take it away.
Ji Baishou cut his face with disdain.
"The heart of a villain can judge the heart of a gentleman. I really want it to be in your hands?"
"Can you use it? Give it to me and teach you how to use it."
Song Weichen again With an awkward smile, San San handed over the jade pendant.
Ji Baishou took the jade pendant and broke it casually, and the jade pendant broke into two halves. She regretted seeing this. After finally getting back together, the jade pendant made peace with this weird uncle who had no emotional intelligence. .
“The two halves of the jade pendant, if the puppet energy is sufficient, half is equivalent to the power of the fire element, and the other half is equivalent to the power of the water element. They can be combined into one, or they can be separated. Use it and stop when the puppet energy is exhausted."
"Since you are destined to this jade pendant, I will teach you the mental formula to control the puppet. Gee, I don't know how much your brain can remember... That's all. Let me just say that you try to remember it."
< br>Song Weichen reluctantly listened to a bunch of garbled words and cursed while listening. She didn’t know why the strange man was telling her this. He said it as if she had the ability to control the chaos and dispel his anger and contain it.
After a while, Ji Baishou clearly saw that Song Weichen was distracted. He shook his head and stopped talking. He closed the jade pendant with a mental formula and returned it to Song Weichen. The two of them once again fell into an awkward silence.
Especially in the basement of the Sleeping Realm, this kind of coldness is truly twice as cold.
It’s really killing me...
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Instead of just sitting and wasting time, why not do something. Song Weichen remembered what he had asked Ji Baishou to do last time. He didn't know if he took it to heart, so he had nothing to say.
"Uncle Ji, do you have any answers to what I asked you to inquire about last time?"
Ji Baishou looked confused, then patted his head.
"If you don't tell me, I almost forgot. It's about the love-killing restraint on Ting Feng, right? The owner of the Shangjie Wuzi Museum is an old friend of mine. I asked him to help me find it. You can see for yourself. ”
He waved his magic in the air, and a broken ancient book gradually emerged from the void. The ancient book automatically turned to a certain page, and the content gradually became clear.
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The ban on killing love is not unsolvable.
Use the soul of the person you are expressing your love for as a guide, mix two coins each of his heart's blood and passionate tears, use seven taels of broken dust wine as a matchmaker, drink it all at the end of the Chinese Valentine's Day, and this prohibition will be lifted immediately.
Those who lift this ban will regain their feelings and love, just like ordinary people.
Only the memory of the person I have feelings for has disappeared, the love has been dispersed, and there is no recollection.
Those who break this prohibition and use other methods to forcefully remember their loved ones will suffer the pain of being devoured by fire and thunder, destroying both body and soul, and falling into the long night forever.
Those who have solved this prohibition, if they fall in love with the old person with a natural heart, Taiyin and Liuhe will be in harmony, and the good fortune will be in the same direction, this love will be determined by nature.
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Song Weichen stared at these words in the void for a long time. Until Ji Baishou impatiently waved his hand to hide them, she still didn't come back to her senses and stared blankly at the original place.
"Can't you understand? I found that your reaction is really slow."
He did not hide his ridicule at all.
"You and Sang Pu are originally one person, and Ting Feng set up this ban because of his love for her. You can also break it. If you want him to lift the ban on killing love, you need to sacrifice yourself. Everything else is easy to talk about. , Duanchen wine is wine made from rootless water, and Wu Nian water brewed from Huafan is, and then in seven..."
"I understand"
Song Weichen finally. He spoke, interrupting Ji Baishou's ramblings.
"After Ting Feng drinks this wine that lifts the ban, he will completely forget Sang Pu... and he will completely forget me, right?"
Ji Bai was noncommittal, playing with the wine glass on the table and raising his eyebrows.
“Everything has a price.”
“Besides, what if he falls in love with you again? It’s not impossible.”
“What if I and I Paint a fan, I will fall in love with her again after forgetting her a hundred times! This matter, it depends on how determined you are to free him, or are you unwilling to give up your life? In fact, losing one's body does not have much impact. Function and physical fitness will only become worse.”
Ji Baishou was chattering in her ear, and Song Weichen felt waves of ringing in her ears. Her heart felt dull, and she tried her best to hold herself up and not collapse.
So that's it...
He will forget her, completely and completely.
And she couldn't give him any hints, and she even had to prevent others from giving him hints, so as to prevent him from being forced to think of herself because of "other ways", and thus suffer the pain of being devoured and destroyed both physically and mentally.
In other words, she wants to completely "destroy" herself in his life - at the moment when she has completely fallen in love with him.
God is really responsive to all requests - she once wanted to know if Mo Tingfeng would still love her as much as he does now without the memory of Sang Pu. How come God gave her the opportunity to realize this idea as soon as she had it?
How should she choose?
Song Weichen lowered his head slumpedly, a trace of purple aura in his eyes flashed away without anyone noticing.
"Uncle Ji, please do me a favor."