I collect spirits in the human world

Qing Miao sat in front of the mirror, arranging her hair.

The comb in his hand combed the hair that was hanging down like a waterfall.

Stand up and tidy up your snow-white dress.

Pushing open the door, she walked towards Lin Shuang's room.

Lin Shuang came back, just yesterday evening.

But Qing Miao knew about this, but it was last night.After thinking about it, Qing Miao felt that it was not safe to go at night.

After a good night's sleep, I got up when the blue sky was still dark.

When footsteps gradually increased in the corridor, Qing Miao walked out of the room.

"I heard that Lin Shuang lost his memory. I wonder if it's true?"

"Senior Brother Lin's memory loss is true. I happened to pass by his door last night. I happened to meet Elder Yu, Senior Feng and many others. They said that he was seriously injured and lost his memory."

The pedestrian's conversation reached Qing Miao's ears.

Her heart skipped a beat, and Qing Miao raised her heart nervously.

"No way?!"

I said silently in my heart.

Feeling apprehensive, Qing Miao hurried to Lin Shuang's room.

Everyone surrounded Lin Shuang's room with three floors inside and three floors outside.

"Borrow it, borrow it."

Qing Miao squeezed into the crowd.

Lin Shuang sat at the table, Feng Qingyan and Elder Yu, Elder Qi and others sat beside him.

Lin Shuang looked at Feng and said softly, "Who are you? Why do you all come to me?"

Feng Qingyan looked at Lin Shuang: "Do you know what your name is?"

Lin Shuang nodded: "My name is Lin Shuang. I went to the mountain to chop firewood early in the morning, and accidentally fell down the mountain, and came here after being unconscious."

"I'm not Senior Brother Lin as you said, maybe I'm somewhat similar to him."

Elder Yu shook his head and said with a wry smile, "Maybe he fell off a cliff and hurt his head."

Feng Qingyan sighed slightly: "This man is just a mortal, not Lin Shuang. Let him go back."

Elder Yu looked at Lin Shuang: "Do you remember anything about Xiuxian and Qinglai Mountain?"

"If you are really just a chaifu, we will let you go back immediately."

Lin Shuang looked at Feng and said lightly: "Is this true?"

Feng said with a smile, "It's true."

Lin Shuang nodded, thinking hard: "I was chopping firewood on the mountain, accidentally fell down, hit my head and passed out. When I woke up, I met two men in green clothes, and they brought me back. This is Everything that happened yesterday."

Elder Yu shook his head: "Oh~"

Feng turned around softly: "Elder Yu, let him go home. He is not Lin Shuang."

Elder Yu came and sat next to Lin Shuang: "Do you remember Qinglai Mountain?"

Lin Shuang shook her head: "I don't remember."

"Then do you remember Yuquan Peak? And Master Qi?"

Lin Shuang looked confused: "I don't remember."

Elder Yu looked up at the disciples, his eyes fell on Qing Miao.

"Then do you still remember Qing Miao?"

Lin Shuang: "Who is Qing Miao?"

Elder Yu pointed behind Lin Shuang: "Look at her."

Lin Shuang turned her head and her eyes fell on everyone.

"Who are they? Who are you? Why are there so many people around the door?" Lin Shuang was a little restless.

Two teardrops slipped down Qing Miao's face.

Elder Yu sighed: "Lin Shuang, who is it? Who made you like this?!"

Lin Shuang smiled and said, "You really have mistaken the person! I am not the Lin Shuang you are looking for at all."

"Lin Shuang, have you forgotten me?"

Qing Miao came out and stood in front of Lin Shuang.

"Who are you? As I said, you really found the wrong person." Lin Shuang explained again.

"Oh! My head hurts."

Lin Shuang shouted suddenly.

I saw him holding his head with his hands, looking like he was in pain.

Elder Yu was startled, then smiled and said: "Qing Miao, if you continue to stimulate his memory, he might remember everything."

Qing Miao nodded: "Yes!"

"Lin Shuang, do you still remember your green bamboo sword?"

"And your Blue Sky Sword."

"Senior Brother Wang Haocun, Yufeng, Patriarch Qingfeng, they are still waiting for you to come back in Qinglai Mountain."

"You can't forget them!"

Lin Shuang had a painful look on his face.

Elder Yu stopped Qing Miao: "Okay, it's done."

Elder Yu squatted down: "Lin Shuang, do you really not remember anything?"

Feng Qingyan shook his sleeves and said: "It's just nonsense! He is not Lin Shuang, do you have to force him into a trick?"

"It's better to take him back and let her go home."

Qing Miao: "Senior Feng, Lin Shuang's current behavior just shows that he is recalling memories."

"He must be Lin Shuang."

Feng Qingyan waved his sleeves and sat on the chair: "Huh! Just do as you like, I don't believe that a white cat can become a black cat."

Lin Shuang's painful expression gradually faded away.

"I remembered."

Lin Shuang said suddenly.

"It was them who hit the stick on my head! It gave me a headache for so long!"

Lin Shuang pointed at the two people in the crowd.

These two people were the ones who were sent to find the magic weapon, and they were the ones who brought back Lin Shuang in front of them.

Feng said lightly: "Hmph~! Let's see what else you have to say."

Elder Yu: "This..."

Qing Miao: "..."

Could it be that Lin Shuang in front of him is really not that Lin Shuang?
Qing Miao secretly said in her heart.

But her intuition told her that Lin Shuang was pretending to be crazy, and refused to admit her identity.

Feng Qingyan stood up: "Elder Yu, Qing Miao, and everyone else, we all got it wrong."

"Although we don't want to admit it, our Lin Shuang, the genius Lin Shuang from Qinglai Mountain, has really disappeared."

"He's just an ordinary person who looks like Lin Shuang."

Elder Yu sighed again and again.

The onlookers gradually dispersed.

Elder Yu said: "Take him back."

Qing Miao stood up and said, "The disciple is willing to send him back."

Feng nodded lightly and said, "Okay."

Qing Miao walked to Lin Shuang's side: "Lin Shuang, let's go."

Lin Shuang: "Thank you. I can finally go home."

Suddenly, Qing Miao grabbed Lin Shuang's sleeve, and Lin Shuang's arm was exposed.

"This..." Qing Miao's eyes fell on Lin Shuang's hands, both hands were clean, and she didn't wear any rings.

And in Lin Shuang's hands, the two storage rings never leave his hands.

"How can you argue?!" Qing Miao said, "How can Chai Fu's hands be so clean? No calluses?"

Lin Shuang: "This..."

Feng Qingyan and Elder Yu cast their gazes.

Elder Yu waved his hand: "Qing Miao, I know you care about Lin Shuang very much, but he is not our Lin Shuang, so stop making things difficult for him."

Suddenly, Qing Miao's hand felt a touch, she looked at Lin Shuang, Lin Shuang's face was still blank at this moment.

"This..." Qing Miao thought to herself, "He is Lin Shuang, why do you pretend that you are not?"

Immediately, the sensitive Qing Miao had an answer in her heart.

"Yes! The disciple knows his mistake."

Qingmiao said.

"The disciple will take Lin Shuang now, no, take him back."

Elder Yu nodded: "Go."

Get out of the inn.

Qing Miao grabbed Lin Shuang, stepped on the Linglong Sword, and flew towards the sky.

After a while, Qing Miao slowed down the flying sword's speed: "Lin Shuang, what's going on?!"