I was reborn with amnesia and was picked up by Lao Gong

Ning Cheng stayed where he was, looking at Yue Han surrounded by the orange cage, and didn't know how to react for a moment.

It stands to reason that this candle cage should immediately start looking for Hua Fan when Yue Han calls out Hua Fan's name.If you really can't find it everywhere, Fang will return to the owner with a dim candlelight.

At this moment, those candle pots were shining bright orange, bouncing around Yue Huan, as if they had found someone—but it was Yue Huan himself who they regarded as the target.

Judging from the situation just now, even though he is only half of "Ning Cheng", Candle Lane is still convinced of his identity.Therefore, it is impossible for the problem to be caused by this magic weapon.

In this way, the only thing that goes wrong can be...

Ning Cheng was suspicious, and just about to ask, the orange light around him faded away, and he quickly returned to the lock bag.The people surrounded by them collapsed and completely lost consciousness.

"Moon silent!"

The scene in front of me almost overlaps with the ground of the Martial Palace.

Ning Cheng quickly stepped forward to pick him up, picked up the red kit that fell on the ground, and stuffed it into Yue An's arms.

Immediately afterwards, he turned around without hesitation, and while flying back to the palace, he tried to transmit the sound to Huafan.

--no respond.

Ning Cheng thought of Yuehan's sudden injury, and suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart.He jumped into Fengyue Hall, put the person in his arms on the bed in the right hall, then rushed back to the left hall to fetch several quilts, and covered them all over Yue Han.

"Feng Shu, are you there?"

Seeing that Hua Fan could not be contacted, Ning Cheng directly transmitted the sound to Feng Shu, and prayed that the other party could receive it immediately.

Fortunately, this time the sound transmission received a quick reply: "Master, are you awake? My side is almost over, and I will go to Wuju in a while—"

"Feng Shu, have you ever seen Hua Pan?"

Hearing Feng Shu's voice, Ning Cheng felt relieved at first, then ignored the greetings, and directly asked via voice transmission.

"Hua Pan? Isn't he stationed in Wangyun Palace with Xue Pan?"

"No, he..."

Ning Cheng paused, and then replied: "It's okay. I'll ask Xuepan first, and we'll talk when we meet later."

"it is good."

After Ning Cheng cut off the sound transmission, he just wanted to go out of the hall to look for Xuehua, when he saw a figure flash into the right hall, and the black sleeve robe brought a gust of cold wind.

"What happened? The guards at the palace gate came to report, saying that you and..."

Xue Hua had just asked halfway, when he saw Yue Huan lying on the collapsed floor, he frowned, and said: "Didn't Yue Juan run out of the palace just now? Could it be that the guards were mistaken?"

Ning Cheng said: "He read it right. Yue Han was indeed awake for a while, and fell asleep again."

He paused, and said: "Xue Pan, do you know where Hua Pan is?"

Hearing this, Xuehua withdrew her hand that was reaching out to Yuehan, her brows frowned even tighter.

"Didn't he judge the senior out of the palace with the chess? Why, didn't he go somewhere else?"

Ning Cheng shook his head, and briefly explained about the candle cage just now.After he finished speaking, he looked at the man who was nodding in thought, and said: "In my opinion, Hua Pan is not a person who doesn't know his priorities. His disappearance may have something to do with Yue An's recovery from injury."

"You guard the moon sentence, I'll go outside and look for it."

After Xuehua finished speaking, she turned around and stepped out of the right hall.In a hurry, he bumped into someone who was walking towards him, but he flew away without even looking at him.

"Palace Master, you..."

Ning Cheng looked at the slightly pale face of the visitor, his throat choked, and then he smiled.

"I'm fine. Xuepan went to find Huapan, you can rest for a while."

Feng Shu stared at Ning Cheng for a while, then looked at Yue Huan with his eyes down, and said: "But you lost the trace of Hua Pan?"

"The matter has not yet been decided. I only hope that my guess is wrong."

Ning Cheng glanced at the unconscious Yuehan, and inadvertently caught a glimpse of the little white flower that had fallen on the edge of the collapse.

He remembered the strange fragrance of flowers pervading the Liyang Hall, so he bent down, picked up the tea plant, and looked at it carefully.

As seen last night, half of the tumi is pure white, half is golden red, and there is a goose yellow stamen in the center.

The flower didn't show any traces of keeping it fresh, but it had been a day since last night, but it didn't show any signs of wilting at all, but the fragrance has faded a lot.

"This flower must have been left behind by Huapan. When Yuehan wakes up, it will be put into the cabinet of thousands of flowers."

Feng Shu said, pointing to the carved wooden cabinet in the corner of the hall, and said: "It's rare for him to be so leisurely in his busy schedule."

"No, the blood on the flower..."

"Blood?"

Ning Cheng didn't have time to explain, and saw Xuehua's face was sullen, and he quickly stepped into the right hall.

"I searched all over the city, only looking for the scent of flowers in this right hall."

After finishing speaking, Xuehua quickly glanced around, and walked to the side of the Xiang Se bed.He held up Yuehu's right hand, closed his eyes and probed for a moment, his face gradually became strange.

"The candle cage is not misjudged. Yue Pan's body is indeed filled with the same aura as Huafan, but it does not seem to be caused by spiritual power transmission."

Ning Cheng was silent for a while, and said: "Hua Pan said that he has no father or mother, and is an abandoned baby picked up from the mountains."

"That's right. Mr. Huayan has long since retired, and has been traveling around the mountains and rivers. I'm afraid he won't be able to find him for a while."

Xuehua thought he wanted to find Huayan to ask about Huafan's whereabouts, so he said, "Huafan is like his adoptive father, he is used to being carefree, maybe—"

"Do you really think so?"

Xuehua stopped talking.He lowered his eyes, the corners of his mouth were drawn into a line, his hands were clenched into fists, trembling slightly.

His reaction made Ning Cheng more convinced of his speculation.

"Xue Pan, you have worked with Hua Pan for many years, have you ever seen him get injured?"

"Never. He always said that he was afraid of being dirty and disfigured, except for the day when he was fighting with me..."

"That day, he clashed with you in Yangliu Residence, and accidentally got cut, but the wound didn't turn red or bleed.

As a person who doesn't know healing spells, it is impossible for him to heal himself—unless, he is different from ordinary people, even if he is injured, he can't shed even a drop of blood. "

Xuehua didn't respond.Feng Shu's complexion changed slightly, and he said solemnly: "So, the reason why Hua Pan is good at identifying spirits is because..."

"Because he himself is a spirit monster in the shape of a human being."

Ning Cheng thought of the tumi that was full of caves 300 years ago.At that time, the blood dripping from his serious injury nourished the clumps of white flowers.The fairy spirit tainted on it was also absorbed by those flowers.

"That's why he was born to be a conjurer, not suitable for practicing swords. He doesn't know how to heal, so how did he heal Yuepan's wound?"

Xuehua murmured, his voice slowly lowered, as if he also realized something.

Last night, blinded by hatred, he chased and fought Feng Shu.At the same time, Ning Cheng was also dragged away by Qi Chuping, leaving Yue An who was seriously injured and dying, and Hua Fan who hugged him.

Afterwards, Sulan changed, and no one approached the Liyang Palace.Hua Fan, who was guarding the temple, has not seen the response of "Xia Yun" for a long time, and can't wait for other rescues.

When he finally lost his composure, opened the curtain, and found that "Xiayun" was just a puppet, how could he just stand there quietly and watch the moon die?

"If a spirit is cultivated properly, it can take on all kinds of appearances, and it only needs to go through the catastrophe to become a fairy."

As Ning Cheng said, he picked up the small white flower and gently placed it beside Yuehan's pillow.

"He didn't choose to leave the mundane world. Instead, he exhausted his spiritual power and threw it on Yue Mu in exchange for his life. The change in Yue Huan's appearance is probably a mirage created by Hua Pan, and it is also his last gift. "

"Impossible! Hua Fan is clearly a flesh and blood person, even more lively and righteous than ordinary people, why—"

"Feng Shu, you can manipulate the candle cage."

Ning Cheng interrupted Xue Hua, took out the red kit from Yue Han's arms, and handed it to Feng Shu.

Then, he held the white flowers beside Yue Mu's pillow in the palm of his hand, walked slowly to the door of the right hall, and stretched his hand forward.

Feng Shu didn't ask much, just opened the lock bag and let out the candle cage.He closed his eyes and whispered Hua Fan's name in a low voice.

After the orange light flashed, the candle cage immediately rushed to Yue Han's side.But as the magic weapon continued to split, a small number of candle cages began to leave the team, slowly approached Ning Cheng, and stopped by his hand.

For a moment, the entire right hall was filled with warm orange light, and the people in the hall were speechless for a long time.

Xuehua was the first to react.He stared at the Tumi in Ning Cheng's hand, grabbed the jade pendant around his waist with his left hand, then turned around suddenly, and rushed out of the right hall.

"Snow Judge..."

"Stop shouting, let him be alone."

Feng Shu's complexion is not very good either.He put the candle cage back into the sachet, then carefully took the tea plant, and put it back beside Yue Mu's pillow.

"Is there any room for redemption?"

Feng Shu looked at Yue Han's pale face, and asked in a low voice.

"The original form is still there. Maybe after a hundred or a thousand years of cultivation, the consciousness can be restored again. But the spirit body that has awakened may not be the same as before."

Feng Shu was silent for a while, and said: "Master, are you still bringing that spirit fox with you?"

Ning Cheng was stunned for a moment, then understood, and took out the lock bag in his arms and opened it.

"Ouch-"

The silver light swept into Feng Shu's arms and turned into a white fox.It spun around energetically, then rubbed Feng Shu's hand, and curled up on his lap.

"Little guy, can you save him?" Ning Cheng pointed to Tumi beside him, and said hopefully.

"Ow?"

The fox spirit rolled its eyes and walked slowly to Bai Hua.It squinted its eyes, sniffed the petals with the tip of its nose, then suddenly opened its mouth wide, and was about to bite down on the flower——

"It doesn't seem to work. Palace Master, do you have any other options?"

Before Ning Cheng could scream in surprise, Feng Shu quickly grabbed Linghu and put it back in the lock bag.

Ning Cheng patted his heart with lingering fear, pondered for a while, and said, "Hua Pan is a spirit conceived by the blood of fairy spirits. If I am still alive, I might be able to save him."

Hearing this, Feng Shu's eyes dimmed.

"At the beginning, after your soul was collected into Qian Lianmian, your body instantly collapsed and scattered into a pile of golden powder. I'm afraid you won't be able to squeeze out even a drop of immortal blood."

He spoke cautiously, but saw Ning Cheng's brows relaxed, and his face gradually became brighter.

"Did you keep those powders?"

"Indeed, keep it, it's in... Liyang Hall."

Ning Cheng was overjoyed, and said, "If we use them as nourishment, Hua Pan may be saved—what are you waiting for, go to Liyang Hall to get them!"

"Palace Master, isn't that gold powder..."

"Ok?"

Judging from Feng Shu's expression, he seemed to want to say something like "That's your ashes", "How can the ashes be used to grow flowers", "Will the ashes grow out to be Bianhua flowers" and so on.

But he hesitated for a while, then shook his head, took Ning Cheng's hand, and walked out of the hall.

When they entered Liyang Hall, they saw that it was still in a mess, no different from yesterday's tragic situation.

"The identity of the palace master has not been disclosed in the palace, only the former and current civil judges and military envoys know. I am worried that the puppet will be found, so I ordered people not to approach the Liyang Palace."

As Feng Shu said, he walked up to the upside-down puppet, and quickly tapped its back a few times.

With the sound of clicking, a piece of wood was pushed away, revealing a small hollow.Feng Shu reached out his hand to probe inside, and took out a porcelain jar the size of a hand stove.

He handed the porcelain jar to Ning Cheng, then closed the hidden compartment again, and after hesitating for a moment, he supported the puppet upright and patted off the dust on it.

"It's no wonder that Xuepan, who is so sensitive, didn't find anything wrong—so it's because of the powder."

"The palace lord has always lived in seclusion and never showed her true colors to others. Coupled with the aura on the gold powder, it naturally did not arouse others' suspicion."

Feng Shu replied in a low voice, "You...do you remember everything?"

"Ah."

Ning Cheng opened the porcelain jar and put the tumi in it.He condensed the mantra in his hand, and it melted into a ball of water, which gently melted into the gold powder.

"Although this method is feasible, there is no way to know the time limit. It may only take a few days, or it may take a lifetime, and there is no waiting for the day when the spirit body recovers."

He closed the lid, and cast the spell, teleporting it back to Fengyue Palace.

"Let's keep this matter a secret from Yue Mu for the time being. Hua Pan sacrificed himself to save him, and she definitely doesn't want him to do stupid things."

After finishing speaking, Ning Cheng pondered for a moment, then turned to the man with a stiff expression, and said, "Feng Shu, let me ask you one thing: How did the original owner of this body die?"

The author has something to say:

The sentence "All the flowers are gone, you resign" comes from Tang? Liu Yuxi's "Two Poems of Sending Liao Staff to the East":

Jiumo met the king and left again, and there is no hope of leaving the crane in the clouds.

We met each other suddenly in the Wangsong tower, and saw the flowers bloom and fall.

When all the flowers are gone, you will leave, and the green grass will lead the way.

The princes of the East are all old friends, so lingering must be a place of affection.

P/s:

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