Suzhou Mengchang

Su Muli walked out of Xiyue Palace, misty and misty, Xiyue Palace is located in the most remote part of the Heavenly Palace, but the scenery is the best, with green mountains and clear waters, within just seven days, everything changed.

Outside the gate of Xiyue Palace, a young man was leaning against the palace wall and sleeping soundly. The young man had delicate features and eyes, snoring like thunder, and a few birds jumped and called on his body.

The boy's name is Nan Sang, who was originally a stone peeled off from the turtle stone, and has the power of recalling memory.

"Sister Li!" Nan Sang immediately got up when she heard the movement, and she saw Su Muli.

"Sister Li, do you still want to look for him?"

Su Mu couldn't leave.

"Sister Li, have you made up your mind?" Nan Sang was a little worried.

Su Muli still did not return.

"Sister Li, Nansang will accompany you!"

Nan Sang closely followed Su Muli and left the Mortal Realm.

Wouldn't it be a pity not to enjoy the peach blossoms in March, Jiao'e dragged Mo Yizhi to a good forest she found a few days ago.

In the peach blossom forest, Mo Yizhi walked slowly, Jiao'e leaned against the tree and blew on the peach blossoms to relieve her joy, her face was peach blossom, beautiful and charming, if it wasn't for the lack of people here, the fox would confuse all living beings , owed a love debt.Mo Yizhi's flirtatious attitude towards Jiao'e has long been commonplace, and he turned a blind eye to it, walking aimlessly among the peach blossoms.

The fragrance of flowers is silky, which makes people feel comfortable.The past seven years are as peaceful and comfortable as this moment, but in Mo Yizhi's heart, he always feels that he is waiting for something, or that there is something waiting for him, which is unspeakable.

When he came back to his senses, Mo Yizhi felt a breeze in front of his forehead. He looked up and saw a woman with light eyebrows and pink lips, long hair hanging down her waist, and a twilight white dress that was swayed by the wind, three feet above her. Friendship, three parts silent, three parts soft wave looking straight at Mo Yizhi.The woman slowly fell to the ground, in front of Mo Yizhi.

Mo Yizhi followed Jiao'e, a fox who was used to demon gods, and was not afraid of looking at the person in front of him at this time, but only felt a sense of familiarity for no reason.He was used to Jiao'e's seductiveness, at this moment, the woman in front of him was obviously not as good as that fox, but the difference was that this woman had a pure and inviolable tranquility, elegant and fresh, unique and different.Mo Yizhi's heart moved slightly, his expression remained the same, and he just walked straight past the woman.

In an instant, the woman's eyes darkened.

Almost at the same time, a young man ran behind the woman, and Jiao'e noticed something strange coming from a distance, blocking Mo Yi.

"Miss Su, here we come." Jiao'e smiled piercingly.

The woman is Su Muli, and the boy is Nan Sang.

"I'll take a look at him." Su Muli still looked at Mo Yizhi who was behind Jiao'e, his eyes seemed to look through the autumn waters.

"Is it finished?" Jiao'e widened her eyes and smiled again.

"My sister just took a look, how can you be so arrogant like a wild fox!" Nan Sang shouted at Jiao'e angrily.

"My son doesn't know your sister, how can you be so arrogant like a broken rock!" Jiao'e smiled sharply in her eyes.

"My sister was banned for seven days because of him, how could she not know?" Nan Sang's face flushed.

"Little Shitou, we should go." Su Muli refused to let Nansang go on, looked away from Mo Yizhi, turned and left.

Nan Sang turned around following Su Muli, and suddenly rushed back to Mo Yizhi, but was stopped by Jiao'e Shishi.

"My sister is Su Muli. You used to like her very much, have you really forgotten?" Nan Sang was stopped by Jiao'e and still threw herself on Mo Yizhi and shouted.

"Little stone!" Su Muli's voice was a little louder, and he glanced at Mo Yizhi again, his eyes were red.

The next moment, the two disappeared without a trace.

Mo Yizhi stood where he was, silently chanting - Su Muli.

Jiao'e lowered her head and looked at Mo Yizhi's downcast eyes from bottom to top, and asked cautiously after a while, "Is it okay?"

"Nothing." Mo Yizhi wondered why Jiao'e was so cautious, and asked, "How about going home?"

Jiao'e raised her head, she had no expression on her face before, raised her eyebrows lightly, tilted her head and smiled, deliberately respectful: "Young master will do what you say."

"Sister Li, you have banned him for seven days, how can that person be so cold-blooded now?" Nan Sang was rummaging through the library in Xiyue Palace, while arguing for Su Muli. "Since he was reborn from Wuyajiang and lost his memory, then I will let him retrieve his memory."

After a long time, Nan Sang finally found the third volume of "The Story of the Turtle Stone" in the Book Pavilion, and started to read it.

Chapter 25 of the third volume of "The Story of the Divine Turtle Stone" records that the peeled stones of the Divine Turtle Stone have been nourished by the heavens and the earth for 500 years to transform into a human form, and five cinnabar moles will grow on the skin outside the heart.

If you want to recall the past life memory of the reborn person, you need to pluck out the cinnabar from the heart and serve it to the reborn person. The reborn person will experience the past life in the dream. If the reborn person is obsessed with the past life in the dream, he will fall into the dream forever and cannot wake up.

With an oil lamp, Nan Sang sat on the stone steps of the Library Pavilion, took off his shirt and clothes, and four grains of cinnabar appeared in his heart. The Library Pavilion of Xiyue Palace was a bit damp and cold, and there was a dagger beside Nan Sang.

Mo Fu.Lying on the couch, Mo Yizhi couldn't help thinking of the girl named Su Muli, and slowly recalled his only seven years of memory.

Seven years ago, he had a serious illness. After recovering from his illness, he turned all the past into dust and lost his memory.He remembered that when he opened his eyes slightly, the person guarding him was like the female Jiao'e in the picture scroll, so he called the man Jiao'e for seven years.

Jiao'e, such a name can only be called by Mo Yizhi, Suzhou people only dare to call it secretly, and they also like to talk about Jiao'e's charm and list his serious crimes after dinner.

Jiao'e is a disaster, and everyone in Suzhou knows it.Of course Mo Yizhi knew, he knew that the extremely beautiful man was always fond of teasing others with hypocrisy, but he never hurt anyone, never provoked an infatuated lover or a real lover, the only Murong Wuhen he killed was because of him cruelty and immorality.

In Mo Yizhi's memory, Jiao'e told him everything that was established seven years ago.He sometimes even thinks, what would he be like now without that fox?

Thinking so much drowsily, as if he fell asleep and didn't sleep, Mo Yizhi suddenly felt thirsty, and wanted to pour a cup of tea when he got down on the bed, but found that the cup was full of tea, so he drank it and went back to the bed to fall asleep .

A grain of cinnabar in the cup flows into the throat along the water.

At the gate of Mo Mansion, Jiao'e brought Mo Yizhi's favorite tea into the door, but saw Nan Sang lying in the yard with her clothes open and bleeding from her chest, Jiao'e muttered: "Why is this broken stone here?"

Even though he said so, he still put down the tea immediately and checked Nansang's wound, only to find that a part of his heart had been gouged out, and there were three cinnabar moles beside him.

Jiao'e suddenly understood, and immediately got up and ran into Mo Yizhi's room.

The author has something to say:

Nansang and Jiao'e are both protecting the Lord.kindness.