My old enemy always likes to pull my furry ears

It is understandable for a normal person to get sick once in a while, but it is unusual to get sick twice in a short period of time. It is not uncommon for this to happen to Xue Huan, after all, Xue Huan is not a normal person.

Jun An calmly accepted Xue Huan's fault without taking time, and ignored it on his own, and went back to bed in a daze after a while.

There were only three people left at the tea table, and Yan Zhou wanted to remind him of the connection between the two, but Xue Huan waved at him and said, "Li Chuan, you go out first."

Yan Zhou didn't move, but Nan Xiaohui stood up, Xue Huan held him down, "Xiaohui, wait a moment, I have something to tell you."

There was a few seconds of silence on the tea table, and Yanzhou left knowingly, but he went directly to the first floor and entered the elegant wine room, which was directly opposite to Xue Huan's room downstairs, and he was stepping on the little wolf cub over their heads, shamelessly eavesdropping on them.

In the room, the front and back are ventilated, and people outside the building are in a hurry.

Nan Xiaohui was sitting at the side, waiting for Xue Huan to talk to him.

He is indeed a little abnormal today, too different from before and after, making it unpredictable.

After waiting for a while, Nan Xiaohui was about to ask him what's the matter. Xue Huan suddenly played the bell of Tiangong and placed it on the tea table. He shook it slightly and asked, "Can you hear it?"

Nan Xiaohui was puzzled for a moment, and said truthfully: "No." After he finished speaking, he observed Xue Huan's expression, and there was a trace of loneliness.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Hui asked softly.

Xue Huan has held his breath until now, and it is not easy to let go. Since Nan Xiaohui can't hear him, he may not know about some things about the God Realm if he asks him. What's wrong is that he doesn't know if he doesn't tell Nan Xiaohui about his doubts. who to look for.

"Does the Tiangong bell sometimes ring by itself? What does it mean if it rings?"

Nan Xiaohui didn't know much about the Tiangong bell. He only knew that the one who could hear its sound was the Fallen God from the God Realm. He heard from his master that this thing was just a wind chime hanging on the Sangchi Tiangong, so it was contaminated with a little spiritual energy. It has no special use, and it is equivalent to a status symbol in the present, but the recognition of this status requires hearing its voice.

Since Xue Huan asked this, the Tiangong bell must have rang before he could not hear it.

"Do you want to know if there are still lost gods in the world?"

Nan Xiaohui's cleverness lies in his ability to grasp the core points at once, and he will use what he knows to speculate, so as to reduce the confusion in the chat.

Obviously being guessed, Xue Huan said: "Will there be?" His mind is blank now, he doesn't know anything except that he is from Sangchi.

Nan Xiaohui can't be sure whether there is or not. There are too many changes in this world, and everything is possible.

"The Tiangong bell is a relic of the God Realm. All the power from the God Realm may make it ring, because we can't hear it. When the bell is still on me, I don't know if it has ever sounded. I can't even hear it."

"It will only sound when you feel the breath from the God Realm. After all, there is no wind from the Heavenly Palace in the mortal world."

Upstairs, Yan Zhou was in a trance. The Tiangong Bell was just a wind chime hanging on the eaves of the Tiangong. There were also Fenghuang Forest. This thing was found everywhere in the palace, and it actually had the function of recognizing spirits.

But why can't I hear the Tiangong bell?

At this moment, Xue Huan thought of something, and said: "The fragments of the gods fell into the mortal world and scattered all over the world. He came from the world of gods and has spirits."

Nan Xiaohui followed his train of thought, "You heard the bell of the Heavenly Palace ringing here, and there are fragments of the gods in Yong'an?"

This is just a guess. They don't know who the god who died was, nor do they know the shape of the fragment.

However, this speculation was largely rejected by Xue Huan. If they could find the shards of the gods by following the Tiangong Bell, then the Tiangong Bell should have rang when they arrived in Yongan. , gave some voice.

The problem was deadlocked, Xue Huan was still worried, Nan Xiaohui couldn't help, so he had to drag his thoughts to talk.

"Master, do you remember what happened in the Sangchi in the God Realm?"

The memory seems to be stuck under a black water, the surrounding fog is frozen, he can't break through the barrier, can't see the light, wakes up from the mortal world, just like a baby born naked|naked, only remembers that he is the body of a god, and now he has nothing to do with Sang Chi and the slaughter of gods 300 years ago have no knowledge.Sometimes facing the Tiangong bell and listening to its sound, Xue Huan would doubt who he really is, and live more confusedly than a fool.

"I don't remember much, so I don't have any." Xue Huan scratched his head and scratched his head, thinking about it in his mind, but he couldn't remember anything.

Apart from killing Yan Zhou, he didn't know anything, as if he woke up just to kill Yan Zhou.

In addition, that time when he fought with Yan Zhou, he fell into a stupor due to the backlash of the big voice. He seemed to see a person and heard some voices. He didn't know who that person was or where it was, but he heard his almost crazy shout, Always feel a little sad.

Whether the person lying on the ground with no face was his best friend or someone else, he was eager to know, but no matter how he tried to think about it, he found nothing.

Nan Xiaohui asked again: "When you were in God Realm, you have no memory of yourself at all?"

"No." Xue Huan returned quickly.Speaking of which, he has two weapons, one is Da Yin, and the other is Shocking Cold. Does knowing these count as a lot?

"Then don't remember other people, such as friends?"

Xue Huan thought about it for a while, and suddenly remembered that Yan Zhou, the old devil, seemed to have some relationship with him. He said that they knew each other, and the place where they met for the first time was a snow mountain. In this empty mortal world, only he knows a little about himself, and can be a "friend" to a certain extent.

Nan Xiaohui saw that he didn't make a sound, so he told him: "If a person loses his memory because of some things, he will not be completely closed. In his heart, there must be a moment worth saving and never forgetting, or pain, or something. Joy, or a thing that only lives and dies without regrets, Master, don’t you have someone you like, the kind that is engraved in your bone marrow?”

No matter in the mortal world or in the world of gods, there is a power that no man or god can stop, that is memory, it makes people happy and sad, it makes people excited, but it also makes people depressed, memory is rooted in the heart, The entanglement continues until the soul flies away.

No one can resist it, its power is so powerful that people are afraid, and they will not let it go.

"I, can't remember clearly." Xue Huan: "Maybe, maybe not."

"If so, what does he look like?"

Xue Huan came up with a few words: "gentle, intelligent, beautiful, and kind." He was talking about the type he likes. If he has a girlfriend, it must be the one stated above. Besides, what kind of man doesn't like gentleness, kindness and beauty? What about the woman?

Yan Zhou upstairs heard this, and heaved a sigh of confusion.

Xue Huan continued: "I can't remember, but if I want to find someone I like in the future, it must be Xiaohui and you, which fit my aesthetics very well."

Nan Xiaohui: "..."

Yanzhou's eyelids twitched a few times uncontrollably, his face was obviously not fluctuating, but his heart was a little congested, I couldn't tell the exact reason, but it didn't prevent him from rising to the point where he felt uncomfortable all over.

"I think you should get in touch with more gentle things and see some beautiful scenery, which is good for your memory recovery."

Xue Huan was eclectic and said: "I don't have time to look at the scenery and think about these things now. I urgently retrieve the fragments of the gods and deal with the troublesome demons and ghosts. It would be nice to have a few of you youngsters to accompany me during the break." Sighing, "Wen Shang is being punished now, he will pinch amulets, otherwise he can pinch a letter to say goodbye."

This child Wen Shang is a ghostly spirit and a straight-hearted person. If he can't learn how to bend, his days of suffering are still to come.

"We can find carrier pigeons." Nan Xiaohui suggested.

Xue Huan waved his hand: "No need, let's deal with Yong'an's matter first."

Nan Xiaohui: "What's the matter with Yong'an?"

Xue Huan: "Little ghosts eat corpses, corpses that disappear out of nowhere in broad daylight, isn't that a problem? There are also two influential figures in Yong'an, do you believe that they are okay?"

It turned out that he was still awake.

Nan Xiaohui chuckled, "So you know all about it."

Xue Huan pouted, thinking, what kind of nonsense is this.

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It was only one night that Yong'an City lived peacefully, and the next day a terrifying plague swept every street and alley.

In just one night, half of the households with children in the city had a high fever. This high fever was so strange that it only affected children under ten years old. For a while, the pharmacy in the city was full of adults who came to fetch medicine, crowded and noisy.

At first, everyone thought it was just a common cold, and it would be fine to take some medicine. When children in twos and threes got lost at home, and more and more children had high fevers, people began to panic and gossip and alarmist.

Everyone crowded to the gate of the Chu Mansion to ask for help. It was a strange incident. A child’s fever and cold could be explained away, but it was unreasonable to disappear for no reason. Moreover, this was not one disappearance, but several disappearances together; , I can't help thinking wildly, my child has a high fever and his body is sore and weak, will he get up and run out by himself?

So after all, you can't escape the disturbance of ghosts and ghosts. If you have the power of the nether world, you can catch children and make alchemy. Children with pure mind and body are the best medicine to improve your cultivation.

One morning passed, the gate of the Chu Mansion was crowded, and the gate of the Chu Mansion was closed, and the people outside the gate told each other their pain.

Most people said the same thing and there was no difference, but suddenly one person said that he saw a tall and thin man in black wandering in the alley, he looked like a bad guy; because the voice was too weak, people automatically ignored his words and turned to those who tended to themselves Guess what you heard.

Near noon, the gate of the Chu Mansion opened. The butler calmed everyone down and promised to do everything in the Chu Mansion to help find the child. Please go home and wait for the news.Everyone also knew that it was useless to be anxious, and they didn't get any results after being stuck in the morning. After hearing a few words, they all went home.

Although the heart is unwilling, but there is no cure.

The parents who lost their children are very worried, and there is nothing they can do, and they are full of worry.

Xue Huan and Yan Zhou were waiting in the inn. Jun An went out to inquire about the news, accompanied by Nan Xiaohui who insisted on checking the situation.

Even though the man was wearing a blue cloak and a hat covering his head, he still smelled a strong demonic aura while standing close to him.

Xue Huan sat calmly by the table, looking at the demon, without jumping up and down at all because of the demon's aura.

Sure enough, the demon took off his hat, knelt forward, bowed to Xue Huan, and said: "Please save Chu Dan, senior, he is about to die."

Xue Huantai was not chaotic before the landslide, and he didn't make a sound. After the monster finished speaking, he saw her face clearly before he was a little confused.

"Yang... Jingmei?"