I lost my memory after flirting with Taoist

Song Yu just entered the door with the medicine bowl in his hand, when he heard Zhezhu's voice.

When he looked up, he saw that Zhe Zhu had half closed his eyes, as if he had woken up.

This was so shocking that he almost lost the medicine bowl in his hand, and the shock in his eyes couldn't go away no matter what.

The next moment, he rushed up to meet him, regardless of whether the medicine bowl would be overturned, and exclaimed when he got to the side, "Senior brother, how are you doing, go and call the fairy!" Jing Ziyao who followed in.

Obviously, Jing Ziyao was also startled by Zhezhu's sudden waking up, staring blankly at the silent person on the bed.

It wasn't until Song Yu's voice came again that he suddenly woke up, nodded quickly and ran out of the house to look for Fairy Bichan.

But he ran too fast and fell when he reached the door.

But now his mind is full of his senior brother waking up, he doesn't care if there is any pain from the fall, he just runs away when he gets up.

Song Yu didn't pay any attention to it either, just looked at the drowsy Zhezhu, and said, "Brother, wait a minute, the fairy will come soon, she is in good health, does the wound hurt, do you want me to find some medicine to relieve the pain?" .”

It was as if he wanted to say everything he hadn't said for many days, and he kept talking in Zhezhu's ear, which made people feel a little headache.

Fortunately, Zhezhu was a little drowsy at this time, and listened to his words intermittently, but most of them still didn't hear anything.

His thoughts went from good to bad, and his phoenix eyes were half-closed for a while without returning to his senses.

When Fairy Bichan arrived, Song Yu stopped making a sound, but got up and gave up his seat.

Fairy Bichan came to the side of the bed, looked at Zhezhu's expressionless face, and her eyes were even more terrifyingly empty.

But fortunately, the breathing has been stabilized, and it is only because the body is too damaged at this moment, and it has not been adjusted yet.

She took another Immortal Breath Pill, stabilized the Immortal Breath in his body, and then said: "How is it, is it okay?"

Perhaps the Immortal Resting Pill had worked, and Zhezhu's chaotic thoughts finally came back together.

When she raised her eyes, she saw Fairy Bichan standing beside her, looking at her worriedly, even Song Yu, Jing Ziyao and the others were the same.

Knowing that it was his own business that made them worry, he shook his head and said softly, "It's nothing." His voice was a little hoarse.

After the words fell, he was about to get up.

"You are not well yet, take a rest." Seeing this, Fairy Bichan hurriedly stretched out her hand and pressed it back.

Zhezhu shook his head again when he heard this, and then sat up with Song Yu's support, Qingsi followed his movements and fell between the quilts, his face was pale, his figure was slender, and he couldn't even sit still.

But he still insisted on getting out of bed, and when his feet landed on the ground, he looked at Song Yu and said, "Where are the clothes?"

"You can't even take one more step now. Let Song Yu go if you need anything." Seeing him like this, Fairy Bichan didn't know that this man was going to the Demon Locking Tower.

Before, I wondered what it would be like to be tempted by this person, whether it was the same as those Taoist couples who swore to each other, or if they just ignored everything in a cold manner.

Looking at it now, he doesn't even care about his life.

When a person wakes up, he has to run to the Demon Locking Tower, but he just wants to die.

Unfortunately, this man didn't listen at all.

Zhezhu knows his body, the truth is that he can't even stand up, let alone walk, even standing up is difficult.

So that when he got up, his body went limp and he threw himself forward.

Fortunately, a few people were on the side, and they were quickly supported and lay back.

It was also like this, Zhezhu's wound that had just healed burst open, and the blood soon stained his clothes red.

Fairy Bichan was so angry at the first sight that she wanted to yell at him, but when she saw him so weak that he was so weak that he couldn't even breathe, she couldn't bear it anymore.

In any case, they were the ones who watched them grow up, how could they bear it.

She sighed, and said: "He's fine, your master has suppressed the matter of Tianjimen, Bai Su will be fine, but you, if this goes on, you'll be the first to get into trouble if nothing happens to him." There is no way.

He doesn't care about his own body, how can he count on other people, how is it possible.

Zhezhu didn't make a sound, and sat on the bed with lowered eyes.

Seeing this, Fairy Bichan knew that he didn't listen at all, and gave Song Yu some instructions before leaving the cubicle.

There were only three of them left in the house.

Song Yu looked at the person sitting on the bed, not knowing what to say.

He glanced at it, and then passed the medicine bowl in his hand, "Brother, the medicine should be cold."

Following his words, the room was still surprisingly quiet, Zhezhu didn't even move a bit.

This made him very helpless, he couldn't even listen to Fairy Bichan's words, so how could he listen to other people.

He couldn't help sighing, and couldn't help but retract the hand holding the medicine bowl.

But at this time, the person who hadn't moved just now suddenly reached out and took the medicine bowl.

Noticing this, he suddenly raised his head, and saw that Zhe Zhu had already drank the medicine.

He was a little dazed, but soon came back to his senses, "Brother, you have been asleep for four days, and the fairy said that it is not sure when you will wake up, it's okay."

Saying this, he patted his chest.

Hearing Fairy Bichan's words at that time, he really felt that Zhezhu might not be able to wake up.

After taking care of him every day, this person's vitality is getting weaker and weaker, and I really don't know what to do.

Fortunately, fortunately, finally woke up.

After Zhe Zhu drank the medicine, he passed the bowl to him, and got up the next moment to go to the layman.

The steps are vain, as if they will fall down at any time.

Song Yu was so frightened that he hurried up to meet him, and then said: "Brother, you just woke up, it's really not suitable for you to move around, if you have anything to do, this disciple will take care of it."

Looking at Zhezhu's appearance, he was really afraid that this person would have to die outside.

Finally woke up, don't let another accident happen.

But Zhezhu ignored him at all, and went out to leave.

He had no choice but to keep up.

Jing Ziyao also followed, but his eyes kept on looking at Zhezhu, his thin lips were tightly pressed, hesitant to speak.

Zhe Zhu ignored the two people who were following him, and went straight to the Demon Locking Tower.

Because the immortal breath on his body was gathered in the Medicine Pavilion by the enchantment, it did not continue to spread out.

And the remaining immortal breath in the Demon Locking Tower has dissipated after these few days, and the chaos in the tower will naturally disappear.

Even when he entered the tower, there were still some riots in the tower.

After all, his body was very worn out, even if he suppressed the immortal breath, it still overflowed.

Many monsters dare not go out, just hide in the dark and stare.

Looking at his emaciated appearance, it was like a group of vultures staring at a dying person. As soon as he fell, they would swarm over him, skin him, tear him apart, and eat him up.

Soon, they reached the ninth floor.

Like the other floors, the quiet nánfēng of the ninth floor is terrifying, not even the sound of breathing.

And the corpses on the ground have been eaten up, leaving only countless bones, covering the entire corridor.

As soon as he entered, there was a burst of dead air, which was actually stronger than the evil spirit.

I don't know how many demons died here that day, so that so much death can be gathered.

The sound of bones being crushed was heard very clearly in the corridor.

The dryad was shrinking by the door, opened his eyes when he heard the sound of bones breaking, and hid the next moment.

It has been hiding in a corner for the past few days, afraid of being eaten by those crazy monsters.

Hearing the sound at this time, he thought it was another monster coming, and after hiding, he poked his head out to look around, but saw three people walking over.

One of them was Zhezhu whom he saw a few days ago, but he didn't dare to go out, because he remembered that he was the one who imprisoned Bai Su on the ninth floor.

Zhezhu walked to the door and looked at the golden palace gate shrouded in demonic aura, five golden dragons hovered above it, suppressing the demons inside the tower.

Seeing this, he put his hand against the door, exerted a little force, and heard a crisp sound, five dragons circled around, and the door opened the next moment.

It was still pitch black behind the door, but unlike a few days ago when there was no sound, there were murmurs coming from inside.

"You wait for me outside." Zhezhu said to the two people behind him, and then Du stepped inside.

As he entered, his voice gradually became clearer, and in the darkness, he saw a figure curled up inside, with several iron chains wrapped around his body, his hands and feet were tightly locked.

"Don't leave me, don't leave me, don't..."

The murmur came slowly, and the voice was a little hoarse.

Looking at the people curled up there, he said, "Bai Su?"

It was also his call that made Bai Su, who was muttering in a low voice just now, raised his head, those phoenix eyes that were always dyed with light were dimmed at this moment, the silver threads were covered with blood, the whole person seemed to be lost. The body of the soul is ordinary.

He glanced at Zhezhu, then lowered his head again and hugged his body tighter.

The murmur came again, and he whispered Zhezhu's name softly.

When Zhezhu heard it, the unbearableness in his eyes overflowed, sending people to the Demon Locking Tower was the worst policy.

But at that time, he could only send people here, if it weren't for Tianjimen, he would not let it go, he was injured and couldn't protect him, so he could only use this bad strategy.

At this moment, looking at him as if he had lost his soul, he couldn't bear to be stabbed at the apex of his heart, the little fox must have suffered a lot of grievances these days.

He lowered his body, hugged him into his arms, and said softly, "I'm here to pick you up."

Bai Su seemed unconscious, and after being hugged in his arms, he only looked up, then lowered his head and muttered.

"He will come to pick me up, he promised me, he will come to pick me up."

"Don't leave me, it's so dark here, it hurts, it really hurts..."

The whispering voice was still trembling, which shows how powerful he was at that time.

Zhezhu heard the pain in his eyes deepened, hugged him tighter, and coaxed him: "It's my fault, it won't hurt anymore, let's go home, shall we?"

Come back home?

Bai Su, who was reciting in a low voice, finally heard a voice from outside.

Just what home is and what home is.

He didn't know, his mind was blank, and there was only Zhezhu's figure when he left.

Whether it was a hundred years ago or a few days ago, the leaving figure is telling him that Zhezhu doesn't want him anymore, throw him in the Demon Locking Tower, and don't want him anymore.

The cry came slowly, and he shrank and wanted to bite his hand, hoping to clear his mind.

Because he knows that as long as his thoughts disappear, there will be lightning strike him, it hurts, it really hurts.

Zhezhu sensed his abnormality and saw him trembling, as if he was afraid.

The most terrifying thing on the ninth floor is not the sky thunder, but the endless loneliness, the loneliness without a single sound, even normal people may be driven crazy.

Coupled with the thunder, how can it make people wake up.

He comforted Bai Su with a kiss on the forehead, and said softly: "We're going home." After saying that, he picked him up from the ground.

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The 61th day of planting peanuts.