Host, stop: You are cannon fodder, not a villain.

Feeling the changes in Lin Shuangchen's body, Su Wujing froze, and it took him a while to react, "How did you..."

"I think about it all the time." Lin Shuangchen rubbed his face gently, "So don't doubt it, it's you I love, not your skin. I don't object to the love of beauty, even men will care about appearance. But you can’t deny yourself that.”

Su Wujing lowered his eyes. Appearance was an obstacle that he couldn't overcome. He touched his face and couldn't help but ask, "Why did you like me then?"

"When you were still a corpse puppet?"

"Yeah." Su Wujing hummed. Although he didn't quite remember what he looked like, he knew that he was ugly at that time. Everyone regarded him as a monster, said he was ugly, disgusted with him, and disgusted him. .

Lin Shuangchen didn't have those memories so he didn't know the reason, but he was sure that his love for Su Wuji had nothing to do with his appearance and identity.

Just like Tianyi said, no matter how many times or how long they are separated, they will fall in love with each other.

From the first hundred years to the next seven years, their love has been engraved in each other's souls.

Lin Shuangchen smiled and said, "Because we are a match made in heaven, destined to be lovers."

Lin Shuangchen didn't lie, he was born for Su Wujing, or in other words, he existed for the God of Death Jiuluo Lijie.

Live for him and die for him.

But Su Wujing was not willing, and he was reluctant to leave Su Wujing.

Lin Shuangchen hugged Su Wujing tightly. He had no way of knowing what the future outcome would be, or whether his idea would succeed.

No matter what, he had to take a gamble. If he won, he and Su Wuji would have a better future. If he lost...then he would have to start over.

But before that, he had to do more and more things, and have more beauty with Su Wujie, and carve them into each other's souls. Regardless of success or failure, he would hold on to Su Wujing.

Destined?

Su Wujing was in a trance, but asked him paranoidly, "Even if I turn into a devil and change beyond recognition, will you still like me?"

"You can't do it while I'm here." Lin Shuangchen said firmly, "Tianyi said you are in good condition. Let's eat well and catch more ghosts to replenish our souls."

Su Wujing responded lightly and said to Lin Shuangchen, "I seem to feel a lot more relaxed after going to this world."

"How to say?"

Su Wujing thought for a while and replied, "I just feel that there is a lot less resentment, and those souls are no longer making trouble."

Su Wujing frowned. The feeling was obvious, but he couldn't explain why it decreased.

Lin Shuangchen was also surprised. He asked, "Is it more obvious than the previous worlds?"

Su Wujing nodded, "I almost didn't feel it in the past few worlds."

Lin Shuangchen pondered, "Could it be that they are in similar situations?"

"What do you mean?"

Lin Shuangchen analyzed it carefully with him, "Look, most of the innocent souls in your body are ordinary people. They died innocently and their resentment lingers. Although the causes of death are different, the situations are similar. They all hope that someone will save them before they die. Are they right?”

Su Wujing nodded slowly, that should be it.

"In the last days of the last world, you killed a lot of zombies and saved a lot of people. They believed in you, and this belief was equivalent to merit. Those merits countered the resentment in your body, and the wronged souls in your body also looked at it from another angle. Saw hope.

Although not all wronged souls can let go, most of them have dissipated their resentment. "

Lin Shuangchen became more and more excited as he spoke. He held Su Wujing's shoulders tightly and said, "I have a solution, Your Highness."

"What can be done?" Su Wujing was even more confused, completely unable to understand the hope in Lin Shuangchen's eyes.

Lin Shuangchen's eyes lit up with starlight, "Find a world similar to Xuan Kingdom and save them. Even if they refuse to dissipate their grievances, you can gain the power of merit from them to offset those grievances."

Lin Shuangchen was really excited. Su Wujing was the reincarnation of the God of Death. Since Su Wujing could not successfully return to his throne as the God of Death, Jiuluo, why couldn't Su Wujing be allowed to practice again and become an ordinary god in his current identity?

When you ascend to godhood, you need the power of heaven, and heaven is the law of the three realms left by the three gods.

In this case, Su Wujing has a high chance of breaking through the shackles on his body when he accepts the way of heaven, and maybe he can also restore the memory of the God of Death, Jiuluo.

Su Wujing pointed at himself and hesitated, "I became a god? But I..."

"Those are what you want. It was the Emperor of Xuan Kingdom who turned you into a corpse puppet. Killing them was not your intention. Or can you remember why you lost control at that time?"

Su Wujing frowned in pain, "I don't remember. I only remember that many people died. The innocent souls have nowhere to go. They keep killing more people. I..."

Su Wujing was still thinking, but his head was held in a hand by Lin Shuangchen.

"It doesn't matter, none of that is your fault. You agreed to be with me, and I was a Taoist priest at that time. You will definitely listen to me and not kill innocent people, right?" Lin Shuangchen comforted him softly, "Next Let’s go to the fairy world in this world, open Yuan Yi’s seal, and I’ll get back that memory.”

Su Wujing slowly stabilized and stopped thinking about it, leaving only a faint headache that made him uneasy.

Lin Shuangchen naturally massaged his temples to soothe his pain.

The two stood face to face, and the atmosphere was warm, but it was quickly broken.

Small figures fell in, one, two or three, and they all fell to the ground.

The three little heads were raised neatly, and they all looked at them with wide eyes, each one more dumbfounded than the other.

The two of them looked over, Su Wujing's face was expressionless, and Lin Shuangchen's eyebrows were smiling.

He put his arm around Su Wujing's shoulders and asked them, "How about I be your father?"

"Daddy? Is he the kind of dad who marries his father?" Xiaohu asked curiously. Although he had never seen it, he had heard that the young master of the landlord's family wanted to take the scholar uncle as his concubine.

Dahu was also surprised. He quickly got up, picked up Chunchun on the ground and walked to them. He raised his head and asked, "What should I do if Master Wang comes here?"

What Dahu was thinking was very realistic. The Wang family was domineering in the town. If he knew that Lin Shuangchen was going to marry his father, he would definitely not let them go.

Lin Shuangchen patted Dahu on the head comfortingly, "Don't worry, your father and I will protect you."

Dahu was still very worried and carefully tugged at the hem of Su Wujie's clothes, hoping that Su Wujie would refuse. He was afraid that the Wang family would come and they would all be beaten to death.

Even if they are not beaten to death, they will starve to death if the land is taken away.

Chunchun innocently stretched out her hand to hug Lin Shuangchen's thigh, "I like uncle Xiucai."

Chunchun really likes it. Yesterday, when grandma and uncle came to grab things, Lin Shuangchen protected them. He also took care of Su Wujing, was very gentle to them, and cooked delicious food for them.

She likes this kind of father simply.