I became a cannon fodder villain. If I want to survive, I must take care of my baby first.

According to Lilith herself, her body was damaged and her soul was scattered, so she could only sleep in Luo Shiqi's body for a long time.

When she was forcibly expelled from her body by the Fate Concerto, she should have run away with her tail between her legs to avoid being destroyed on the spot.

As it turned out, Wuxin, a magic doll designed based on her prototype, was nearby and could just temporarily accommodate Lilith's body.

While taking away half of Luo Shiqi's magic power, she also received the blessing of Zhong Ling Shengyin, which made her qualified to fight the Fate Coordinator even with her incomplete soul.

In return for borrowing her body, she helped Erica clear the effects of the previous magic sound and successfully prevented the outbreak of the Black Death.

Manjushage vaguely felt that this "Black Death" might not be simple, but unfortunately Lilith had fallen into a deep sleep and she could not ask her anymore.

I was going to visit Wuxin soon, so I wanted to thank her properly and ask her about what happened.

Surprisingly, Erica was lying on the bed, and it was Wuxin, who was supposed to be unconscious, who was looking after her.

"Miss Manjusaka, Mr. Luo Shiqi." As soon as he saw them, Wuxin hurriedly saluted.

"What's wrong with Erica?" asked Manjushage.

Wu Xin replied, "Too many things have happened recently. She was trying hard not to think about it, but was misled by the magic sound, which magnified the fragile and negative part of her heart. She was almost eroded by the Black Death. Fortunately, Ms. Lilith, who borrowed my body, helped her."

"Just in case, let me check her out." Manjushage sat down beside the bed and was about to check Erica's physical condition, but was stopped by Wuxin.

She hurriedly said, "Please wait a moment, Miss Manjushage. The Black Death is contagious. We are not sure that Erica has fully recovered. If you are infected with that stuff, it will be very bad."

Manjushage asked: "What exactly is the Black Death? I have never heard of such a dangerous thing."

"It is a very rare disease, similar to Withering Dust. It breeds a terrifying black substance that engulfs everything. The cause is currently unknown. We only know that it is contagious through contact and that it is incurable under normal circumstances."

After that, Wu Xin added: "Several cases of this disease have been found in our Hyacinth Town, so I know something about this rare disease."

Manjushage thought for a moment and said seriously, "It is indeed a very troublesome disease, but the dragon has been destroyed long ago. Could it be that some rats in the gutter carried the withering dust?"

“No.” Wu Xin shook his head: “Rather than being infected, it’s better to say that it emerges from the human body out of thin air. The patient’s body will gradually be corroded into a pile of charcoal, and during this period it will infect other people through direct contact, but it has no effect on other things.”

After hearing this, Luo Shiqi was so frightened that he trembled and hurriedly grabbed Manjushage's hand for comfort.

Manjushage squeezed his palm and continued, "Withered Dust won't hide, so you don't have to worry about Erica. She's probably just too tired."

After saying that, she looked at Wuxin in confusion: "Did Lilith's invasion of your body cause any effects?"

"No." Wu Xin heaved a sigh of relief when he heard that Erica was safe. "I felt like I just took a nap, and thanks to her, Erica was not eroded by the withering dust."

She looked at the girl lying on the bed with gentle eyes and said softly, "She said she was fine, but she actually hasn't been sleeping well recently. She always wakes up suddenly from nightmares in the middle of the night and hides in the quilt crying. She thought I didn't know."

Wu Xin placed his hand on his chest and said in a deep voice: "I am a magic puppet. Unlike ordinary humans, I am indifferent to emotions and time. Even so, I feel sad and want to cry because of what happened recently. Erica has been holding on and not collapsing. It's amazing."

After she finished speaking, her beautiful face, which was similar to Luo Shiqi's, relaxed, and her tone became calm: "Thanks to the Holy Spirit of the bell tower, she was able to release all the pent-up emotions in her heart. Erica hasn't slept as well as she does now in a long time."

She smiled and said, "Of course, I feel the same way. I am in a better mood than ever before and I am even thinking of some nostalgic memories."

When encountering something that is difficult to let go, people always tend to avoid it. This may be effective and much simpler and more practical than solving the problem directly, but it will ultimately leave some problems.

When invisible pressure accumulates over a long period of time, countless difficulties and troubles will form a huge mountain that will make people feel breathless, and no matter how hard they try, there will be no improvement.

The singing of Zhong Ling Sheng Yin no longer fights against these pains by awakening the good part of people's hearts, but puts all the problems on the table, giving them the courage and strength to overcome difficulties and no longer lose their way.

Time cannot be reversed and regrets will always exist, but the memorable past is never a heavy shackle; it is remembered because of its beauty.

That's why losing something important is so painful.

There is nothing wrong with the wish itself, it’s just that the direction of the prayer is wrong.

There is no turning back in life, what is important is the present.

When Erica was sad and desperate, she remembered that she had Wuxin and Mei Carlos by her side, which allowed her to completely break free from the vortex of sadness and regret.

She lay quietly on the bed, with tears in the corners of her eyes, but a faint smile on her face, and she slept very peacefully.

Rather than constantly suppressing yourself and crying about yesterday, you are waving to the future.

When repressed emotions are released, the heart will finally be liberated.

After saying goodbye to Wuxin, Manzhu Shahua walked on the street with Luo Shiqi.

It was already dusk, and the sunset glowed in brilliant colors, like a beautiful tapestry covering half the sky, which was particularly charming.

If you look closely, you can easily find that the misty clouds seem to be gathering towards the top of the gospel tree, which is quite magical.

Manjushage seemed to suddenly remember something and said, "I remember Hyde had a physical body, right? Did his body also disappear along with Shengyin?"

Luo Shiqi tilted his head and thought: "I don't know, but when it comes to the body, I remember one thing."

"What's the matter?" asked Manjushage.

"You see, Liuguang died because her body was exhausted and her breath was exhausted. Her body also aged a lot."

Luo Shiqi explained: "But the body we saw in the bell tower was well preserved. Except for the lack of blood color, it looked exactly like a young girl."

Manjushage nodded. "Indeed, it is precisely because that body is so different from the Lord of Flowing Light who died of old age that we have never considered the possibility that they are the same person."

It would be futile to repair something that is completely broken. Hyde had no way to restore Liuguang's body to its youthful appearance, and it was impossible for him to create a new body for Liuguang. That would be meaningless.

But what if the body changed on its own?

Thinking of this, Luo Shiqi suddenly patted Manjusari, looked up and pointed at the colorful clouds in the sky and said, "There seems to be some movement in the sky."

She looked up and saw that the colorful clouds that had just covered a corner of the sky had now filled the entire sky like dense dark clouds.

And for some reason, the clouds became more and more dazzling, as if they were carrying a huge amount of energy and converging towards the gospel tree.

"Let's go and take a look." said Manjushage.