After the monster boss loses his memory

Chen Jiayu lowered his head a little lonely, and took out a large gift box from his bag and stuffed it into Lu Xia's arms, "This is Xinyang's hair tip... Uncle, you should drink tea!"

"We have it too?" Lu Xia took the gift box and said in surprise, "You child, how can you be ashamed to give such an expensive gift?"

"Give this tripod to Dad too." Lu Xian stuffed the wooden tripod over with a blank expression, "Didn't a batch of your Gu die, Dad, I will give you a Gu vessel."

"Give me the things they gave you." Sang Xiu gave him a reproachful look, picked up the wooden tripod and said, "This little tripod..." He paused, then frowned suddenly.

"What's the matter, doesn't it look much better than you using a wine jar to raise Gu?" Lu Xia choked.

Sang Xiu glanced at him, and pushed the wooden tripod towards Daoist Chen, "Take a look."

"I don't know how to use this thing, what are you showing me?" Chen Yuanqing held on to the wooden tripod, and fell silent.

Chen Jiayu saw that all the gifts he carefully selected were rejected by three people, so he couldn't help asking in a low voice with some anxiety: "Yes, is there something wrong?"

Chen Yuanqing held the wooden tripod in his hand and rubbed it, with a trace of surprise in his deep eyes: "Boy, where did you get this thing?"

"I bought it in the Phoenix ghost market." Chen Jiayu swallowed and replied.

"Ghost City?" Chen Yuanqing had never heard of this place, he threw the answer to the back of his mind and asked again: "Can the original owner of this wooden tripod be found?"

"The original owner...maybe the stall owner who sold it to me." Chen Jiayu thought for a while, and said hesitantly, "But she wears a mask, and most people in the ghost market just met once, even if it's until the next time." It may be difficult to find her again when the market opens."

"Can't find anyone..." Chen Yuanqing pursed his lips tightly, looking preoccupied.

Zhang Jinran glanced at him and yawned, "Why are you looking for the stall owner?"

Chen Yuanqing smiled: "Oh, I saw that this wooden tripod has a hint of evil spirit, and it is also mixed with the smell of various rare herbs. It may be useful... Just ask, if you can't find it, forget it. Think of another way."

Demonic?

Zhang Jinran thought of that lively girl wearing a rabbit mask, is she a demon?It's also like, it's really not easy for a person to find a demon, but it's not impossible. It seems that Chen Daochang should also have this ability.

He casually played with the drawstring around his collar, "Master, aren't you good at divination, you can calculate where the person is."

Chen Yuanqing was a little angry, this brat, who was he worrying about.Divination pays most attention to the unity of spirit and magic. All his previous energy has been used to save this kid from disaster. How can he calculate it accurately in a short period of time, but this kid's body is not waiting for others. The curse he cast can only maintain a fresh life for another month at most. After one month, his body functions will naturally decline, and by then...

Chen Daochang's eyes flickered, and he answered the question calmly, "Let's talk about it."

"Master Dao, you'd better pay attention." Sang Xiu pointedly glanced at Zhang Jinran's slightly gray forehead and reminded him.

"En." Chen Yuanqing slowly clenched the wooden tripod.

Then who did I give this wooden tripod to!Chen Jiayu watched helplessly as Chen Daochang held the wooden tripod until the banquet was over.

Zhang Jinran patted his shoulder pitifully at his hopelessness, "I'll help you get the tripod back, anyway, I live with Xian'er in Jiangshi, and when I go back, I will watch him practice Gu every day."

"No, no, no." Chen Jiayu quickly waved his hand, "I don't think Xiaoxian likes this very much, next time, next time, I'll give him a more suitable gift."

You don't need it, but I need a reason.Zhang Jinran slapped hard without any explanation, "You're welcome, you go back to your room to rest first, and watch me."

Because Zhang Jinran fell asleep all day, Lu Xian's family kindly invited them to stay for one night. Anyway, there are plenty of vacant houses in their three-story building.

Zhang Jinran gestured to Lu Xian to let him go back to the house first, and pushed open the door of Chen Daochang's room by himself.

Chen Yuanqing in the room was looking at the wooden tripod in his hand with a hesitant expression, seeing his apprentice enter the room, he quickly put it down, "Why are you here?"

"I must have something to look for you." Zhang Jinran said with a smile, "Dad."

Chen Yuanqing shivered, and immediately tied his hands and feet.

Zhang Jinran looked at his reserved appearance, and suddenly smiled, "You are old."

Chen Yuanqing looked at himself in the mirror. Compared with the original unkempt appearance with a big beard, the current self is undoubtedly much more pleasing to the eye.So, is he old?In the mirror, there were already faint fine lines at the corners of his eyes. Although his skin was still smooth, his movements of raising his eyes became slower and slower. Time passed by too many years.

He sighed softly in his heart, and still put on a brave face: "I'm not old, go out and see, who is as old as me has such smooth skin! This is called the older you are, the more attractive you are."

"There is no one whose hair is all white at your age." Zhang Jinran stepped forward and stretched out his hand to pluck the top of his head.

"Here, fragile white hair. Not long ago you had half black hair, but now it's all white." He spread his hands to show off that unlucky strand of hair.

Do you judge a person's age by their hair?Chen Yuanqing felt a sense of vomiting blood, and he deeply felt that he had to educate this unlucky child well, so that he could get his hands on the elders, no matter how big or small. "I'm warning you, don't mess with the elders."

"You still know that you are an elder." Zhang Jinran casually picked up the wooden tripod and sat down by the bed, "I also want to ask you what you were thinking while keeping it from me for so many years. Is it so difficult for Taoist priests to marry and have children? I can only call you Master for so many years?"

Chen Yuanqing lowered his eyes and did not explain, in fact, he did not know how to speak.

"Forget it." Zhang Jinran sighed, "I'll know if you don't tell me."

...Do you even know this?The corner of Chen Yuanqing's mouth twitched.

Zhang Jinran lay down and looked towards the roof, "I'll just ask, is my mother still there?"

Chen Yuanqing froze for a moment, his eyes gradually dimmed, "It's gone."

"How did you die?"

"... Dystocia."

Zhang Jinran touched the carvings on the body of the tripod and nodded, "No wonder...she must be a very gentle woman, after all, you are such a strange person, you are not acceptable to ordinary people."

Chen Yuanqing snorted angrily, "When I was young, I was a well-known son of a family, handsome and capable, can the girls who chase me line up to the beach, okay?"

Zhang Jinran rolled his eyes: "Right now, put your photo of a Taoist priest three months ago on the Internet, and see if the person chasing you at that time still recognizes him."

This made Chen Daochang change his tone again, "Men don't look at the face... women do too! You young people don't understand, you have to look at the heart, the most important thing is the beauty of the soul."

Yes, thank you for seeing the beauty in my mother's heart... A vague woman figure appeared in the depths of Zhang Jinran's eyes. Half of her face covered by her hair had a dark red birthmark, and she was smiling gently into the distance.

"Her surname is Zhang?" Zhang Jinran smiled.

Chen Yuanqing nodded, looking at him with the warmth of memories in his eyes.

"Well, so it's her surname. If I have your surname Chen, what would I call it?" Zhang Jinran sat up and put the wooden tripod on the bedside table, "Chen Jiaran?"

Chen Yuanqing's face was blank.

"Chen Jiayu, Chen Jiajie, Chen Jiaran..." Zhang Jinran snapped his fingers, "This name is very reminiscent of a family. Are you afraid that they will find out by chance? The Chen family is quite patriarchal. Women, An An won't name them according to their seniority."

"You—" Chen Daochang's expression was extremely shocked. The descendants of the Chen family really had few similarities in appearance. He really couldn't figure out how this child found out.

"I said divination." Zhang Jinran smiled as if he had guessed what he wanted, "Seeing that you care so much about Mu Ding, I helped to calculate the divination just now, and the result is more and more... these old sesame seeds and rotten millet things It doesn’t really make much sense.”

"You know divination?!" Chen Yuanqing's voice was raised in vain.

Divination has extremely high requirements on the performer, and it is not accurate at all without decades of skill.Just now he just touched the wooden tripod, how could he calculate so many things, could it be that he knew something in advance to make a cliché?

"I have practiced for several lifetimes, and I always know a little bit." Zhang Jinran shrugged.

Chen Yuanqing didn't believe his nonsense, "What nonsense are you talking about? I have practiced for several lifetimes. If I am so powerful, I would have gone to heaven to enjoy blessings long ago, and I don't need to suffer in the world."

"What you said makes sense." Zhang Jinran agreed with this. His dream was only half done, what happened after that, and what kind of entanglement Zhou Su had with his past and present lives, all of this is still a question mark.

His mood suddenly fell, and he lay down on his face with the pillow covered, "I'll sleep with you tonight."

"How old are you and you still want to sleep with me." Chen Yuanqing grabbed the corner of the pillow and engaged in a tug-of-war with him, but after winning, Zhang Jinran's red eyes like rabbits made him speechless for a moment, so he had to throw the pillow away as if giving up. Next, "Okay, okay, let's say yes first, you sleep too much during the day, don't disturb me at night when you can't sleep."

Zhang Jinran lay down on his side, "I'm going to disturb you."

"Hey, you still rely on me, don't you?"

"Humph."

……

It was late at night, and the brilliance of the bright moon shone on the Miao village far away from the worldly dust. Zhang Jinran looked at the bright moon outside the window and his nose was slightly sour, "Master..."

"En?" Chen Yuanqing turned around and looked at the back of his head, "Now call me Master."

"Otherwise, if I call you daddy, will you shiver?" Zhang Jinran rolled up his body and did not forget to reply.

"It's up to you, you can call it whatever you want." Chen Yuanqing tucked the quilt up for him.

Zhang Jinran retracted the lower half of his face into the quilt, "How did you feel after your mother left?"

"Was it me?" Chen Yuanqing looked at the roof with a distant gaze, "At that time you were just born, and the situation was very bad. I was sad, but I was too busy with your affairs, so I couldn't think too much. Later, your The situation has finally stabilized, and when she thinks about it again, she realizes that it has been a long time, and the sadness has faded away, and there are more happy memories."

"Is that so?" Zhang Jinran turned around and buried his face in his shoulder blades, "Dad, I'm so sad..."

"What's the matter?" Chen Yuanqing hugged him and asked softly, "Because of Zhou Su?" Originally, his body was nourished by Zhou Su's demon soul, but now the demon soul is gone, and Zhou Su is not around. I didn't ask about the matter, now it seems that something happened between the two of them.

Zhang Jinran sobbed, "If I fell in love with a male... male monster, would you agree?"

As soon as the comforting hand on his back stopped, Chen Yuanqing almost exploded with anger.

He took a deep breath, gritted his teeth with a distorted face, "Tao follows nature, and goodness is like water. I won't pursue who you fall in love with, but if he dumps you, it will be a big problem!"

"No." Zhang Jinran wiped away tears with a crying voice, "We must have misunderstood a little, just solve it."

Chen Yuanqing is a man who hates iron but not steel, but seeing him so sad, it is not easy to say something that pokes his heart, so he can only coax him first, "Oh, let him misunderstand, as long as it hurts you. Wait until I see him , must be taught a good lesson!"

"Let's teach a lesson together." Zhang Jinran laughed through tears, "The premise is that he can be found."

Chen Yuanqing grabbed the festival paper and wiped his snot for him, "Where did he go?"

"I was captured alive by my cousin Chen Jiajie." Zhang Jinran sniffed, "It was captured alive just like Fa Hai captured Bai Suzhen."

"..." Chen Yuanqing was taken aback for a moment, and his expression became strange, obviously being led astray by his metaphor.

Is this to suppress Jiaolong under Jinshan Temple for Tian Xingdao?

The author has something to say: the father-in-law's impression has dropped to a negative score.

Zhou Su, dangerous.

there is still a dream