Qin Jing didn't know what was going on around her, she only knew that she really understood at this moment how obsessed she was with being herself. Or to be more precise, how deep a love for life is, the most important thing for a person is emotional memory, and the most significant animal is temperament, if it cannot be retained, what is the difference between it and the soul is scattered.

"I have to live." This is Qin Jing's only thought when she is blindfolded and fighting for territory with the remnant soul in the Purple Mansion Lingtai, she has to live, and she can continue to look at the world, read the good or bad sides of the world, pursue the people she likes, and experience the red dust with her recognized companions. Even eating and dressing, breathing air, watching the blooming of flowers, and listening to the flow of water can only continue to be possessed if you live first.

She couldn't even accept this remnant soul to integrate into her divine soul, even if she wasn't good enough, she was very happy to live, even if the remnant soul was willing to give up all the marks, Qin Jing wouldn't. Because these two souls, even a tabula rasa, have an impact on memory, emotion, and temperament - I want all changes to be made by choice, not by choice.

"I just want to say a few words, but not a few words?"

This was the only clear and intelligible conversation Qin Jing received, Qin Jing suddenly stopped in shock, and used his divine soul to perceive the remnant soul: "Who are you?" ”

"I don't know, I have something to say, I don't remember anything, I just remember something I want to say to that person."

"Who's that guy?"

"I don't know."

Qin Jing: ......

"Then why did you invade my soul?"

"You're the best."

"Don't move again, tell me what you want to say. I'll tell you for you. ”

The remnant soul compromised after a while: "You ask him, I waited for him, why didn't he come." ”

Qin Jing thought about it, since the junior uncle said that it was Zhang Xuansu, then eighty percent of them wanted to ask Binghe Immortal Venerable or the junior uncle, it happened that both of them were here, it was just convenient, and he didn't need to ask who he was asking: "Okay, you wait." ”

When Qin Jing opened her eyes, Shen Changjun and Binghe Immortal Venerable both looked at her in unison. There was some surprise and some suspicion in his eyes. Qin Jing didn't know why, so she wanted to ask, but now was not the time to ask about messy things, so she spoke directly: "She asked me to ask a word." She asked, 'I'll wait for you.' Why didn't you come?' ”

Her voice fell. Shen Changjun looked at the Binghe Immortal Venerable, and the Binghe Immortal Venerable stared at Qin Jing for a long time, and finally let out a long sigh. When he spoke, his voice was soft and soothing from the future, as if he was whispering love words to his lover, and it seemed to be whispering when he was alone: "I received your summons, I didn't go, there is no reason, don't you understand, this is your calamity, and it is also my calamity, that's all." ”

In the Purple Mansion Spirit Platform, the remnant soul struggled to come out: "Let me say a few more words to him at the end, okay, I'll leave after that." ”

Qin Jing thought for a while, nodded, and after a while, a sentence came out of her mouth: "Since the Great Dao is ruthless, you shouldn't meddle in human affairs, what you want to do, just do it." ”

Binghe Immortal Venerable suddenly stepped forward, tightly took "Qin Jing" into his arms, and shouted "Xiao Su Xiao Su" one by one, without pathos, nor lingering and ambiguous tone, just blindly soft as the spring willow breeze: "Don't go." ”

"Actually, I don't remember anything, but I remember to ask you one more sentence and tell you this sentence. Even if I don't leave, it's not me who stays, you have to be good, you know? After speaking, no matter what the Ice River Immortal Venerable answered, the remnant soul withdrew from the Qin Jing Purple Mansion Spirit Platform, and turned into a little white light and dissipated outside Qin Jing's body.

Binghe Immortal Venerable looked at Qin Jing in a daze, and after a long time, he spit out a sentence: "Why don't you let her merge into your divine soul!" ”

"Because I'm Qin Jing, not Zhang Xuansu." Even if the Ice River Immortal Venerable looked terrifying at this time, Qin Jing would not retreat by half a point, and when he shouldn't let go, even in the face of the Immortal Venerable, Qin Jing would not let go of the way.

But seeing that Binghe Immortal Venerable instantly put away his terrifying eyes and expressions, he laughed lightly: "Yes, there is no Zhang Xuansu in the world for a long time. ”

Letting go of Qin Jing, Binghe Immortal Venerable walked up the mountain path in despair, but he didn't even control the sword, but only walked into the snow step by step to meet the moonlight. The silver makeup under the moon is wrapped in clear lines, and slowly walking into those cold lines sprinkled with silver light, the background of the Glacier Immortal Venerable is as cold and lonely as this snowy night, which makes people just want to stop him and ask him "Thousands of mountains and twilight snow, only to whom is the shadow."

If you don't have a purpose, why don't you stop, you don't have to go far.

"She doesn't hate him?" It was Shen Changjun who asked the question.

Qin Jing thought about it, no matter how much he thought about it, he felt that there was no trace of hatred in Zhang Xuansu's remnant soul, but the emotional memories were all washed away, and it was normal to have no hatred and no love. However, although the remnant soul had no mood fluctuations, it was obviously happy when she saw the Ice River Immortal Venerable: "Don't hate, she seems to be still very ...... until she disappears Love him very much. ”

Shen Changjun lowered his head and smiled, as if sarcastic, surprised, and reasonable: "Always light-hearted, always still naïve, Ah Jing, don't learn from her." ”

"Whoever bears me, I remember him for the rest of his life." Qin Jing can't say that he will repay him, but he definitely belongs to the people who carve bad things in stone.

"That's fine, come over and I'll see how it goes." Shen Changjun said and pressed towards Qin Jing's vein, and while investigating the condition of Qin Jing's soul, he suddenly asked Qin Jing unexpectedly, "I don't sleep well in the middle of the night, what are you doing when you come out?" ”

Qin Jing was not at all defenseless, and replied when he opened his mouth: "Follow Uncle Xiao out of the house, I thought you had a private meeting with a beautiful woman in the middle of the night, so ...... So ......"

Shen Changjun was originally in a bad mood by Zhang Xuansu and Binghe Immortal Venerable, but Qin Jing's mouth swept away all emotions, leaving only joy, this mouth is full of sourness, and it can be clear without saying anything: "So do whatever you should do in the future, if you don't ask you to stay good, if it weren't for Zhang Xuansu's remaining wish to come true and shatter your two souls, you really won't be Qin Jing in the future." ”

"Is it Zhang Xuansu?"

"No, she has no memory, and if she merges with your soul, the last bit of obsession will disappear." Of course, Shen Changjun was reluctant to Qin Xiaotu, and besides, Zhang Xuansu's soul that should have been reincarnated had already been reincarnated, and if he separated two souls and one soul, it was very likely that something bad would happen.

Everyone thought that Qin Jing was fine, and the remnant soul belonging to Zhang Xuansu had completely disappeared, however, when Qin Jing was taken back to Jijun Peak by her junior uncle for a night, she began to dream. The next day, Qin Jing didn't wake up, and no matter who shouted, he couldn't wake up. Qin Jing was still in his dream, as if he was receiving something, but in fact it was like nothing.

Qin Jing was a little confused, thinking of the remnant soul, he was a little afraid, but he didn't know how to resist. The only thing she could do was to keep repeating the sentence, "I am Qin Jing, my male god is Uncle Xiaoshi, I don't love Binghe Immortal Venerable." Qin Jing chattered and chattered, she didn't know how long she had been chattering, she also felt that her dream was very long, but she didn't know how to wake up.

Qin Jing's sleep made the entire Wuying Mountain worry about her, Long Cheng had not yet passed the growth period, and was still thrown into the spiritual spring to soak. Except for Long Cheng, the others spent half a day in her house almost every day, Shen Changjun watched inch by inch, even Yuan Hao Zhenjun persuaded him not to delay his cultivation, he didn't move the place, only took the futon, and sat down in front of Qin Jing's couch to practice.

Yuan Hao Zhenjun: "If you weren't my junior brother, I would really want to kill you." ”

Shen Changjun raised his eyes and glanced at Yuan Hao Zhenjun: "If you weren't my senior brother, you would have died eight hundred times." ”

Yuan Hao Zhenjun, who was saved by his junior brother many times: ......

"At least be kind to her, I'm such a soft little apprentice, I am not allowed to fail her." Yuan Hao Zhenjun's expression was so desolate that he seemed to have stolen all the treasures, which was called a face of lovelessness.

"Hmm."

The little junior brother has always valued love and righteousness, and Yuan Hao Zhenjun heard him say a heavy "um", and knew that this was a promise. That kind of nonsense oath, or saying "I've never been a negative person", can't be more reassuring than this "um" sound that reassures Yuan Hao Zhenjun: "This child can't wake up, or is it a remnant soul collision, why don't you find someone to summon her spirit?" ”

"Looking for whom?" Shen Changjun squinted.

Yuan Hao Zhenjun: Oh, I always forget that the little apprentice and the little junior brother have a marriage contract.

"Soul not lost?" Yuan Hao Zhenjun saw Shen Changjun nodding after asking, and then frowned, "That is, the soul is intact, why don't you wake up?" ”

"She was in a dream, and I tried to enter her dream, but was blocked and couldn't get in." Shen Changjun said that he glanced at Qin Jing, who was still sleeping on the couch, and was also a little worried.

Originally, he should have been able to ask Zhi Ge at this time, but Zhi Ge was also brought into the dream by Qin Jing, who called Zhi Ge and Qin Jing had the same mind at that time, how could they not be taken into the pit. Zhi Ge was brought into the pit and couldn't make a sound, so he could only watch Qin Jing floating aimlessly in his dreams, with a hammer in the east and a stick in the west, not knowing what he was doing.

Qin Jing woke up in the early morning seven days later, when she opened her eyes, she saw Uncle Xiao's face held up by the morning light, with slender eyebrows, like a star gathered in it. Qin Jing was completely awake in an instant, blinking his eyes and coughing lightly: "Little uncle, good morning." ”

Shen Changjun stretched out his hand to press her pulse, looked at her fine, and then called her up: "Seven days of sleep, what have you dreamed of in these seven days?" ”

Qin Jing thought about it with her eyelids drooping, and found that she really couldn't remember what she had done in her dream, she really didn't do anything, just floating in an empty white. The dream was very large, as if it was boundless, and she didn't move all the time, but she didn't move by herself, but passively drifted: "There was nothing, just kept floating, like in a sea of clouds." ”

Thanks to her big brain, and thanks to the fact that these seven days don't seem very long in the dream, otherwise wouldn't it drive people crazy.

"The soul is stable, but you still need to be careful in the future, there is one more thing to ......" Shen Changjun wanted to say that someone had stolen her luck, Shen Changjun had sent someone to Qin Jing's house to ask Qin Jing's parents and neighbors in the past few days, and no one had ever borrowed his life from Qin Jing. Moreover, Qin Jing's parents and neighbors all believed that Qin Jing's birthday was the one that Qin Jing reported to the Xuanmen, so they were even more sure that someone was stealing it, not borrowing it.

"What's the matter? Uncle Xiao, you say! ”

"How about I tell you when I find out?"

Qin Jing: ......

Uncle Xiao doesn't like to have a nickname, it doesn't matter, from now on you will have - the master of hanging appetite. (To be continued......)