Forced to become a fake Taoist companion who loses his memory

Bai Chunsheng's eyes were about to burst into tears. He stared at the red eyes, and looked at this person who looked somewhat similar to Yan Jingqiu, but had a much worse temperament.

The man smiled dumbly again: "Don't believe me?"

"If you don't believe me, go out and ask to see if I'm telling lies." The man said, "Do you know how Yan Jingqiu died? He was trapped in his own life and death situation."

"My jade figurine didn't tell lies. Even if I didn't do anything, he would die. He was only half a month old."

"Time flies so fast, do you know how long you have slept? From the land of nothingness to the Western Regions, you have slept for seven full days, and you can't wake up no matter how much you scream."

The man's smile spread more and more: "If Yan Jingqiu doesn't wake up from the realm of life and death, he will really, completely die."

Speaking of this, the man gave a "tsk tsk" sound: "I heard that he is the person you dislike the most. Now that you hear that he is going to die, shouldn't you be overjoyed for a while? Why are you so anxious to wait for him to die? "

Bai Chunsheng retorted loudly: "Who says I don't like him, he is my favorite."

"That's it." The man laughed for a while again: "If you had told him earlier, maybe there would not have been so many things. What a pity, what a pity. From now on, you will have to live and die. It's wonderful. Haha."

"Who the hell are you?!" Bai Chunsheng was startled at first, and then asked loudly.

Rationally, Bai Chunsheng felt that this person should be the Ye Jingxing mentioned by the Penglai hermit, but perhaps because this person looked so much like Yan Jingqiu, Bai Chunsheng always felt a little familiar.

The man smiled and said, "You guess slowly."

Bai Chunsheng gritted his teeth and said: "If you don't tell me, I know that you killed the fairy Miaoyan of Penglai Island, the emperor Cuixia Yuanjun of Cuiwei Palace, He Jiliao Sanren, Taoist Changping, and you also blamed Yan Jingqiu. He was asked to bear so many crimes, and now he is in such a prison situation!"

"Haha." The man still smiled and said, "That's right, it's me, what can you do to me? Ha ha."

"You!" Bai Chunsheng pointed at this person, almost speechless.

There was a "squeak" sound from the other side of the door, and an old monk in cassock came in. He first saluted the stranger sitting at the table: "The ancestor of the Yan family."

Upon hearing this title, Bai Chunsheng looked at this person in shock.

Bai Chunsheng vaguely remembered Yan Jianxing, the ancestor of the Yan family, as a tall, thin and gloomy old man who always smelled of flowers and alcohol.

Yan Jianxing got up: "It's not too late to come back."

This old monk Bai Chunsheng had seen it before, he was the abbot of Huayan Temple, his expression was calm and serene: "I promised the little benefactor, why do you have to lead me away."

Yan Jianxing carried the wine and walked out: "Just try."

The old host said: "Then how can I compare to Dingguang Jun, who is the only one in the world who is the only one respected by me?"

"It's a long time ago." Yan Jianxing glanced at the old host, his expression didn't change much.Before he left, he did not forget to correct Bai Chunsheng: "I have indeed killed enough people, but the real Miaoyan was not killed by me, it was the poisoned wine he drank himself."

"Reverend Miaoyan and Bai Jianghan conceived a daughter thousands of years ago. Unfortunately, she was seriously injured and died during the battle between immortals and demons. Bai Jianghan has always been worried about this matter. She felt that Reverend Miaoyan could actually be saved at that time. , but he couldn’t save him. Master Miaoyan only took one look at this woman, and said that her fate was over, and her fate was like this. The two had a discussion about this, and they broke up unhappy from then on.”

"Bai Jianghan originally had a few years to live, but she was born to pass the catastrophe and die, just to tell Master Miaoyan that she will never forget this incident until the end of her life."

Yan Jianxing pushed open the door and walked out.

When Yan Jianxing left, Bai Chunsheng's mood did not calm down for a long time. He thought that there were many real murderers behind the scenes, but he never thought about Yan Jianxing.

The entire immortal world knows that his time is numbered

Precisely because his time is numbered.

If you become a venerable, you can live the same life as the heaven and the earth, no wonder...

Now is not the time for Bai Chunsheng to think about this, he hastily looked at the old host: "Host! Do you know where Yan Jingqiu is now?"

If, if the only thing missing from Yan Jianxing is the consummation of the Dao of Heaven, Yan Jingqiu is not that far behind, the only thing left is to kill him and prove the Tao, and the one who comes back will be the real Yan Jingqiu.

The old host said: "His soul is trapped in the realm of life and death."

"No, I didn't mean that, hey." Bai Chunchang sighed, "I mean Yan Jingqiu who lost his memory, that is, Bo Yan, where is he now?"

The old host said: "Perhaps he is in the southern part of the West Desert. I heard that nine out of the ten major sects, the eight major families, and the seventeen realms are united to encircle and kill him. Lord Dingguang is a bit presumptuous. But he doesn't like to tell lies."

Hearing the old host's words, Bai Chunsheng felt his legs go weak, and he fell back weakly, sitting upright on the bed.

When Bai Chunsheng raised his face again, his face was full of tears: "Is there any other way to save him?"

The old host didn't directly answer Bai Chunsheng's question, his eyes showed a kind of pity that Bai Chunsheng couldn't understand.

He mentioned the meeting with Bai Chunsheng 200 years ago for no reason: "Wouldn't it be good if Yan Jingqiu died? I remember that you used to dislike him the most and threatened that if he died, you would be No.1 on the list of arrogance. "

Bai Chunsheng wiped away part of his tears with the back of his hand: "I used to be ignorant, I thought... I thought, forget it, don't mention it again, I just want to save him now."

Bai Chunsheng said: "He is only one step away. If he really loves me, if Yan Jingqiu can kill me, he will become respectable!"

"There is no such simple thing." The old host said: "Do you know why Dingguang Jun has been lingering at the peak of Dujie for nearly a thousand years, but he has been reluctant to be promoted? The smell of alcohol on his body is the poisonous wine of Penglai Island, and the fragrance of flowers is Cuiwei Palace. The fragrance of rosemary that makes people addicted to illusions. The jade terracotta warriors in Changliu Mountain can’t be put down any longer. The fish, insects, birds and animals he depicts become more and more realistic day by day, and the sound of zither and flute music he plays is even more unique in the world. From the day he forced his beloved to death with his own hands, Mr. Dingguang has been a walking corpse, a demon born out of the womb."

"Of course, I don't want Dingguang Jun to become a venerable. If he becomes a venerable, he must be the first demon venerable in the history of the world of cultivating immortals to achieve Taoism by killing the demon body. His paranoia and madness may be compared to today. Youyou still needs to win a lot.”

The old host said: "Before you and your grandmother Bai Jianghan came that day, the guest who had a long talk with me all night was Xiao Jianzun. He chatted with me a lot. Now that he entrusts you to Huayan Temple, it must be He hopes that you, the benefactor, will be safe and successful, and it is better not to be too sad."

Just now when the old host said that Bo Yan was trapped in the southern part of the Western Regions, Bai Chunsheng's ears were buzzing, and he couldn't hear anything. After an unknown amount of time, he heard the old host slowly mention something: "I heard Said he sent you a letter before the retreat?"

"Take a look when you have time. It may be useful. A smart person like Master Yan should not leave a dead end for himself. Of course, if he wants to die, it's another matter."

After finishing speaking, the old host stepped back slowly: "If there is something to do, you can just shout aloud. Huayan Temple is the safest place in the world of cultivating immortals. Although Mr. Dingguang's words and deeds are a bit presumptuous, it is because he remembered Old things, just drank some wine and got a little drunk. He is not like this on weekdays, so don't be afraid."

When the door slowly closed again, Bai Chunsheng, who was sitting on the side of the bed, remembered the letter.

If the envelope was really a trick played by the former Yan Jingqiu to play tricks on him, then it doesn't matter if he takes a look.

Even if it's a trick or a deadly sword move, Bai Chunsheng is happy with it now.

He took out this letter from the storage bag that had been sent to him for nearly 200 years but had never been opened. It was written in Yan Jingqiu's handwriting, and there was a lot of tedious writing in the letter.

It was completely different from Bai Chunsheng's guess. He thought it would be Yan Jingqiu's ridicule and sarcasm, but in fact Yan Jingqiu just wrote down his own experience and perception of practicing in Lutai. He congratulated Bai Chunsheng on his achievement. Happy birthdays, including his two hundredth birthday, and many, many years to come.

And

"Tianbao Dinger, Bier Jiangu."

It was too much like Yan Jingqiu was saying goodbye to Bai Chunsheng after 200 years of unseen time. He would not get a response.

Seeing this, Bai Chunsheng finally couldn't help but lay down on the table and burst into tears.

Tears soaked the letter paper, and there was a sentence on the back of the envelope:

"If you see me after amnesia, please comfort him: If you can't do it, forget it."

The author has something to say: Tianbao Dinger, Bier Jiangu. ——Pre-Qin: Anonymous "Tianbao" Here I come!

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