After Ziluo went to the mortal world from the nether, she searched everywhere for the whereabouts of the silver number. Although Zixu said that he had sent someone to kill Yinshu, Ziluo didn't believe it, she felt that Yinshu was still alive.

But she searched for a long time, Hugh City, the original mountain cliff, and even the Luqiu Mountain, where the elk clan gathered, but she still didn't find the silver number. She began to wonder if Yinshu was really dead.

No, it won't, he's not going to die.

With this belief, Ziluo aimlessly searched for silver in the mortal world.

But now she received good news, the person who gave her the news was Zigui, who separated one of the six spirits and brought the news to Ziluo.

"Silver is still alive. ”

"Really?" Ziluo was skeptical at first, and then smiled happily and said, "Great, I knew he wasn't dead." ”

"Now that you know that he is still alive, there is no need to rush to find him. The more you rely on him, the more Big Brother will be against you. Now restrain your feelings a little, don't be like Aunt Ran. ”

Ziluo felt that what Zigui said was very reasonable, in order to be together for a long time, the temporary separation was nothing. As long as the two are alive, there will always be a chance to meet. If Aunt Ran was like that, how painful it would be for the person who was left behind.

"Second brother, have you seen the silver number?" Ziluo asked.

"I haven't seen him, the news that he is still alive is from the mouths of his people, that woman named Lingyue, you should know. ”

Since Shuchen kissed the lost, his heart couldn't be calm for a long time, so he came to talk to Zigui, but Zigui couldn't talk to him for a while.

Shuchen also sat on the ground like Zigui. He thought that Zigui would not be able to answer his words anyway, so he told what had just happened.

"I just kissed the lost. ”

Although Zigui has a separate spirit, his body can still sense the movement around him, and he can naturally hear others when they speak. Because Su Chen's words shocked him so much, that the spirit he separated instantly returned to his body.

"What did you say?!"

Su Chen thought that Zi Gui's soul was out of his body and he couldn't hear him, so he told him about it. Who knew that Zigui suddenly spoke, which frightened Suchen, and immediately bounced away from a distance, pointing at Zigui and asking:

"You...... Aren't you out of your body, why can you hear me?"

Zigui moved his body, leaned over to Su Chen's side, and continued to ask, "What you just said is true?!"

Shuchen was silent and didn't speak, which can be regarded as a kind of acquiescence.

Zigui now hates iron and steel, slapped Suchen in the face, and said: "Why the hell, I've always endured it well, you do this...... Why not put up with it?"

Su Chen looked up at Zigui and asked, "How long do I have to endure it, ten years, one hundred years, one thousand years, ten thousand years...... What is the result of going on in such pain?"

The tone of not being happy or sad is the most powerful question. Zigui knew that he was depressed in his heart, and he didn't intend to continue to blame him.

"That's why I forgot about it. ”

Both were reminded of the distant past. In the lost memory, that incident has long been buried, but everyone else remembers, painfully remembers, and suffers painfully.

Lost only knows that her past life was painful, but she doesn't know how to count it as pain, and she doesn't know that there are actually people who are more painful than her.

"How can I forget? How can I forget? The woman who died for me, if I forget, how can I save her life?"

"I'm here to protect her. You've done everything you want to love her, and you'll leave it to me to protect her. ”

The implication of Zigui is that it is too late for Shuchen to choose to forget that he is lost. Forgetting is the best option, both in the past and now.

But whether it was in the past or now, Suchen's choice has not changed, he said: "No, my woman, I want to protect myself." ”

For Suchen's stubborn choice, Zigui sighed. Although he was very sympathetic to Suchen and lost, he had to warn: "It doesn't matter how you fell in love in the previous life, but not in this life,"

"In the previous life, Suser was a human being, so it doesn't matter what you do? But this life is different, you are lost and immortals, and it is against the rules of heaven for you to be together. If I let my father know, I will suffer a thunderstorm if I get lost. ”

Su Chen didn't know what kind of mood to use to treat the Immortal Emperor, maybe he scoffed, maybe he disdained it...... But he had to admit that the life of the woman he loved so much was in the hands of the Immortal Emperor.

"For more than a thousand years, he really hasn't changed at all, and he won't be soft at all. ”

"Yes, he can handle Aunt Su Ran, not to mention that it's just ......"

Speaking of this, Zigui stopped, and Shuchen didn't speak again. The two sat on the ground and watched the moonlight fill the courtyard, silent.

The dreamer tonight is not only lost, Lingyue also has a dream, not so much a dream, but a memory of the past. Lately, God has been troubled, and he has always dreamed of old things.

Lingyue dreamed that she was in a lightless room, her surroundings were not real, she felt her spell sealed, and she was like a beast trapped in the abyss, swallowed by darkness and fear.

With a "squeak", the door was opened, and a glimmer of light came in from the outside, and Lingyue vaguely saw a person walking in.

There was another "squeak" and the door was slammed shut. The man walked in, lit the oil lamp, and the room finally got light. Through the light of the candle flame, Lingyue finally saw the faces of the people who came.

Lingyue was injured, her spell was sealed, and now she was extremely weak, she wanted to get up from the ground, but she couldn't.

"Yue, don't move, the ghost fairy said that your injuries are not light, and you need to recuperate. ”

The person who came was Prince Heze, and he looked at Lingyue with pity. Lingyue has always felt that Heze's gaze is gentle and affectionate, and when she saw him for the first time, Lingyue was immersed in his tenderness.

"Those who hurt you, the ghosts and fairies will solve it, and when they are solved, I will let you out. ”

Heze helped Lingyue up, let her lean on herself, pick up the medicine on the ground, and feed Lingyue intimately.

"These pills are good for your injuries, drink them. ”

In the dream, old things from many years ago appeared, and tears flowed uncontrollably, soaking the pillow. However, Lingyue didn't know it yet, and still couldn't wake up in the nightmare.

"Lingyue~Lingyue~"

It wasn't until she got lost and called Lingyue that she woke up.

"Why are you crying? Are you having a nightmare?"

"When he fed me medicine, I only saw the tenderness in his eyes, but I couldn't see the killing intent hidden in it. ”

This is the story of Lingyue and Heze, but it is not only the story of the two of them. Jin Se, Chuan Chen, and Mu Feng are all involved, and what each of them knows is not the whole of the event, and it is necessary to fuse everyone's memories to piece together a complete event.

Lingyue drank the medicine that Heze fed her and fell into a coma.

Then, a man with a full body of anger entered the house. If Sumire and Dust had seen him, they would have recognized that this person was the person who was even more terrifying than a ghost that he had seen in the Prince's Mansion not long ago.

"Ghost Immortal, Yue drank your medicine, not only did she not get better, but she fell into a coma, how can this be good?"

The ghost fairy squatted on the ground, looked at the unconscious Lingyue, and then said to Heze: "She can't wake up." ”

"What do you mean by that? Didn't you say that her injuries weren't life-threatening?"

The ghost fairy did not answer Heze's words, but said: "Don't you want to live forever, sit in a position forever, and enjoy the prosperity of the world." ”

"That's true, but what does this have to do with Yue's injuries?" asked Heze.

The ghost fairy still didn't answer Heze's words. In his dealings with Heze, it was clear that he was in the highest position. Heze has the false name of the prince, but he is subject to ghosts and immortals everywhere.

If you trace the origin of ghosts and immortals and Heze, I am afraid it will start with Heze's childhood. Heze is the ninth son of the emperor, and his mother is a maidservant in the palace with a humble status. He died not long after giving birth to Heze, and Heze became the most unfavored prince in the palace. Being bullied and living in fear. The days of lack of hope are day after day.

After the age of nine, Heze was casually crowned on the throne, which was actually a disguised removal from the palace, indicating that the emperor did not regard him as a candidate for the prince at all, and for the rest of his life, he could only live as an idle prince.

It was also on that day that Heze met the ghost fairy. Since then, Heze's life has taken a big turn. He gradually became the focus of attention, highlighting his ability, participating in government affairs, and finally winning the crown prince. All of this is secretly planned by the ghosts.

Three years ago, when Heze was out hunting, he met Lingyue. There are all the beauties in the country, but there is only one imperfection. That is, people's life span is sometimes exhausted, and it would be good if they could live forever.

"Your father won't live long, and the throne will be yours soon. Now, as long as you take the elixir of this deer demon and take it to you, you can live forever with the help of her demonic power. ”

"What nonsense are you talking about? Yue is my future queen, without her, how can I talk about immortality?"

Heze grabbed the ghost by the collar to show his anger. But he was no match for the ghost fairy at all, and the ghost fairy just flicked his sleeve and threw him to the ground.

"Stupid!" the ghost cursed.

He ignored Heze's objections and set out to take the elixir from Lingyue's body.

"Giggle ......"

The sound of wooden fish came from the main hall of the temple, and the sound that should have been demure and ethereal sounded a little chaotic at the moment.

"It's messed up. ”

After this rich and vicissitudes of life sounded, the sound of the wooden fish stopped abruptly.

"If the sound of the wooden fish is chaotic, it can be corrected, but if the heart is chaotic, there is nothing you can do as a teacher. ”

In the main hall, two monks sat on the futon facing each other, the one who spoke was the elderly, his beard was gray, and the monk sitting opposite him could not see his face clearly, judging from the outline of the appearance, he was still young.

"The hairpin in your arms is a common thing, and since you have taken refuge in Buddhism, you should forget the past. Have you ever understood what it means to be a teacher?"

"Master, have you long forgotten the past?"

The old monk did not answer his words, and after being silent for a long time, he recited the phrase "Amitabha".