After Mozun loses his memory

The moon is in the middle of the sky, and the night breeze is slightly cool.

Above the main hall of the Demon Palace, Qin Mo fell into a weird silence as he watched the Demon Cultivator prostrate at his feet claiming to be his protector.

"You just said... who am I?"

This is the third time he has asked this question since waking up.

It was like falling into a dream.

The Demon Cultivator kneeling at his feet felt suspicious, a little worried that he might have lost his temper, raised his head and glanced at him quietly, and said tirelessly, "You are the Demon Lord."

It was Qin Mo, the devil, not Qin Mo, a disciple of the Shangqing sect.

After hearing the answer, Qin Mo felt a slight stabbing pain in his head, he frowned, and then thought of what this person said just now, and became more and more irritable.

In his impression, since the death of the previous Demon Lord, the Demon Race has gradually declined, and no new Demon Lord has appeared for a long time.Qin Mo really couldn't associate himself as the second senior brother of the Shangqing sect with the identity of Mozun.

But now he is not only in the magic palace, but even has a profound cultivation that does not belong to him.

Others can be faked, but this evil skill cannot deceive anyone.

Qin Mo didn't have the nerve to ask someone to continue kneeling, and when he got up, he grabbed his loose hair and asked, "You just congratulated... I am out of the seclusion, do you know why I am in seclusion?"

He quickly changed his name, and there was no discomfort in his words, as if he had already gotten used to it.

"A month ago, the Shangqing Sect opened its gates and recruited more disciples. You said you were going to join in the fun, but you didn't agree with each other. You tried a few tricks with the head teacher of the Shangqing Sect..." The protector said it tactfully, but there was nothing hidden in his words It was Qin Mo who took the initiative to find fault, "Your Majesty was injured in the end, but Zhangjiao Liu was just as well. I heard that after I went back, I immediately retreated to heal my injuries."

Qin Mo's ears only caught the word "Liu", and he guessed it almost immediately, "The Master Liu you're talking about... but Liu Ning?"

The protector froze for a moment, "...Exactly."

"I have a bad relationship with Senior Brother...?"

The other party didn't answer, but Qin Mo had already guessed that no matter how good the relationship was, both sides would suffer.

He covered his face with a wry smile and remained silent for a while.

"Where is Headmaster Xie?" Qin Mo hesitated for a moment, but did not say the word "Master".

At this point, the guardian of the demon palace finally sensed something was wrong, and said tremblingly: "Your Majesty killed his teacher and betrayed the Tao 100 years ago, Xie Pinglan... is dead."

died?

Although Qin Mo wanted him to die countless times, he just thought about it.

It is true that times have changed and things have changed.

"……get out."

He sighed heavily in his heart, and waved him away.

About how he killed his teacher, how he betrayed the Tao, and how he became a demon king, Qin Mo had no memory in his mind, but he could vaguely feel that he had indeed forgotten something.

He sat on the steps of the Demon Palace for a long time, after thinking about it, he decided to go back to the Shangqing Gate to find Liu Ning.

It is unknown how much the so-called Dharma protector is telling the truth, but no matter what, the brother will never lie to him.

Logically speaking, Liu Ning became the head teacher and wanted to move to the main peak, but Qin Mo knew that his senior brother was fond of the past, so he would never touch the relics of his master, and he would certainly not want to leave the place where he had always lived.Therefore, he had a clear goal, and he went straight to this place after he came out of the magic palace.

The fact is indeed as he expected.

Liu Ning's bamboo house in retreat had a barrier set up, presumably to prevent people from disturbing her.Other than that, everything here is exactly the same as in Qin Mo's memory.

A hundred years passed by like yesterday.

The two of them grew up together, ate and lived together, entered and exited together.

Liu Ning took care of him every day, taught him homework, and defended him in front of Xie Pinglan every time.And Qin Mo is like a conscientious pendant, even if he grows up and becomes the second senior brother of the Shangqing sect, Liu Ning's name will always be on his lips.

To him, the meaning of Liu Ning is far more than simply saying "Senior Brother".

He rushed over like a gust of wind, and stood in front of the door like a wooden stake, with his hands tightly clenched in his sleeves, not daring to take another step forward.

Senior brother hasn't left the customs yet, so don't disturb him.

Thinking of what the magic palace guardian said about Liu Ning being injured by himself, Qin Mo couldn't help feeling annoyed.

So the silly boy stood there like this for a long time, not knowing what he was thinking, even if it was raining, he didn't know how to use a trick to avoid the water.

Fortunately, Liu Ning didn't make him wait too long, otherwise, with Qin Mo's temperament, it would be hard to say how long he would stand here.

"Squeak-"

The door of the bamboo house opened.

Qin Mo looked up, and saw Liu Ning standing under the eaves in a light blue dress, not stained with dust, as bright as the bright moon.

Just at this time, the rain was over and the sky cleared up, and the bright light came down, shining brightly on the whole person.

Qin Mo's throat seemed to be choked by something, he opened his mouth, but didn't make a sound.

"Yixuan?" Liu Ning asked uncertainly, "But there is something important to report?"

He noticed that the mountain protection formation was fluctuating, and worried that something important would happen, so he went out to find out.

Chu Yixuan?

Isn't that the little apprentice that Uncle Huai Su picked up from outside?

Qin Mo's heart was shocked, and he stared at him for a long time, only to realize that those eyes that always contained a gentle smile had lost their original radiance.

"Yixuan?" Liu Ning called again tentatively, but he finally felt something was wrong after he hadn't received a response.

He showed a vigilant look, lowered his voice and asked, "Who are you? How dare you trespass on Zhenliu Peak?"

Qin Mo was speechless.

He dragged his stiff legs and took two steps forward, when Liu Ning heard the movement, he flipped his right hand, called out the accompanying sword, and put it on his shoulder without any mistakes.

"Your Excellency, don't go forward again."

"...Jixue." Qin Mo recognized the sharp blade on his shoulder and neck, and his voice was dry.

With just these two words, Liu Ning understood everything.

His hand holding the sword trembled imperceptibly, and said bluntly, "What are you doing here?"

They had just fought in front of Baijia of Xianmen a month ago.

Where had Qin Mo seen such a senior brother, and how had he ever been treated like this by a senior brother.For a moment, all kinds of complicated emotions came to my heart, and I felt wronged.

"Brother, I finally found you!"

He avoided the sword edge, hugged the person by the waist, knelt on the ground and wailed loudly regardless of his image.

The word "finally" is obviously inaccurate, Qin Mo didn't take much effort to come from the magic palace.But for some reason, the moment he saw Liu Ning, all kinds of flavors were stored in one place, and he suddenly opened the gate, like a flood, and the only thought was to vent his emotions aloud.

Liu Ning froze, "What kind of tricks are you going to play?"

Hearing his senior brother's voice, Qin Mo calmed down a little, and cried, "They said you don't want me anymore!"

In fact, there is only one demon cultivator who claims to be his guardian, not to mention that the other party has never said so.

It can be seen that he is not a very honest person.

"... Let me go first." Liu Ning struggled to no avail, and could only choke out this sentence for a long time.

As if he was afraid that he would run away, Qin Mo put more effort into his hands, explained his attitude with actions, and then threw down a huge thunderbolt.

"I lost my memory," he said.

Liu Ning froze for a moment, turned her face to avoid his gaze, "What does it have to do with me?"

His excessive indifference made Qin Mo stunned on the spot, and then heard him question: "Since you lost your memory, how did you find this place?"

"I only remember things related to you." Qin Mo looked up at him, his face still dripping with water, "I only believe you."

The straightforward and earnest words made Liu Ning forget about struggling for a while, although she didn't say anything, she believed it halfway.

The Qin Mo in front of him is really different from the Demon Lord who ran to the mountain gate a month ago to mess around, but his temperament is more like...

What he looked like when he was young.

"Senior brother..." He was like a pup who had been abandoned and found his way back through all kinds of hardships, embarrassed and pitiful.

It's a pity that Liu Ning couldn't see it.

The rain was pattering, and Qin Mo hugged him tightly like a life-saving straw. It seemed that only in this way could he find some sense of reality.

During the stalemate, he was suddenly grabbed by the back of the collar, and Liu Ning picked him up and pushed him unpreparedly with one hand, and fell into the room in two staggering steps.

Then with a bang, the door was also closed.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye, and Liu Ning's unreal voice came from outside, "What's the matter?"

"Brother Master, the new disciples have been enrolled for more than a month. I don't know when they will open the secret realm and arrange trials for them?"

The person who spoke was the little apprentice that Uncle Huai Su picked up from outside. After 100 years, the dirty little bun was able to take charge of himself.

As for the secret realm mentioned by Chu Yixuan, it is a hurdle that new disciples of the Shangqing Sect must pass through, and it is also an important basis for the head teacher and elders to accept their own disciples.

Chu Yixuan said: "Master said, if it's inconvenient for the elder brother in charge, she can do it for you."

"Don't bother Master Huai Su, I will go there in person in seven days."

"Yes."

Liu Ning was waiting for him to leave, but Chu Yixuan stared at Jixue who had not had time to take it back from his hand, and said bluntly: "An outsider has come in from Zhenliu Peak?"

You are the outsider!

Qin Mo pressed his ear to the door, and was immediately furious when he heard this sentence.

He has lived here for more than 20 years, how could he become an outsider!

"You read it wrong." Liu Ning put away the sword as if nothing had happened.

Fortunately, Chu Yixuan didn't delve into it, and just thought it was his own thinking.

Maybe it's because the master master wanted to practice swords on a whim.

"In that case, Yixuan will take my leave first."

"Ah."

After Chu Yixuan completely left the range of Zhenliu Peak, Liu Ning turned around and opened the door. Qin Mo, who was stuck to the door, suddenly lost his support and almost fell to the ground.But not only was there no embarrassment in his eyes, but there was joy in his eyes, "Brother really believed me!"

"Go wash it up and talk again." Liu Ning looked indifferent, as if he wasn't the one who protected the Demon Lord just now.

Qin Mo was full of joy at the moment, and naturally there was nothing he could do.He familiarly touched the hot spring pool behind the house and sank himself into it.

The water vapor in the pool was dense, and the surrounding area was even more silent.But just as Qin Mo closed his eyes and meditated, a strange voice suddenly sounded in his mind——

[The system is restarting, please wait...]

He opened his eyes in a jerk and looked around, but there was no one there.

[The reboot is complete, system No. 10086 is at your service wholeheartedly]

What the hell?

The voice seemed... to come from my own head?

Things were getting worse and worse, but Qin Mo calmed down.

There is nothing worse than amnesia.

[Reviewing task progress, please wait...]

While Qin Mo was waiting fearlessly, this inexplicable voice in his head suddenly sounded a shrill alarm.

[warn!warn!The host has seriously deviated from the plot.warn!warn……]