The cave was cold, and it seemed that the snow outside had melted in. There was a terrible smell and fishy smell in the cave, and duckweed stared blankly at the scenes of ancient wilderness unfolding in front of her eyes, and only felt dizzy.

She seemed to be able to think of it, but she couldn't think of anything. It's like she can't remember how good Zhu Yan is with her, she can't remember all kinds of things she experienced in those wild times, and she can't remember how long she lived for 10,000 years.

However, deep down in her heart, she knew that these were all true. From the depths of her heart, a deep sense of powerlessness spread from the bottom of her heart, wrapping around all the veins in her.

All this is so ridiculous, so ridiculous that she doesn't dare to write it like this when she watches the playbook.

She softened in a daze, and at this time, the vague figure hurriedly came over to support her, and the gentle voice and the face that was so good to see the extreme were looking at her with eyes as deep as a pool of water, and said, "Duckweed, are you okay?"

Duckweed shook her head, a wry smile appeared on her face, her voice was hoarse and almost speechless, she looked straight at Baizhu, took two steps back, and asked with a trembling voice: "Baizhu, are you Baizhu? Can you tell me that I have lived for 10,000 years, but now I doubt myself for the first time, you say, am I not duckweed? Who am I? Who are you?"

Baizhu's figure shook, as if it touched his heart, but he still didn't change his face, and smiled and said with relief: "You are just duckweed, and I am just Baizhu." It has been too long since Zhu Yan and Pangu happened, and this world has long been different from what it used to be, if you insist on pursuing it, it will only make the world fall into misery again. Duckweed, nothing has anything to do with you before. You're just duckweed, not Ping'er. ”

Duckweed felt cold and warm in her hands and feet, and her heart was uneasy. At this time, she is like a lost bird, expecting someone to take her home and show her the way. She subconsciously stretched out her hand and touched Baizhu's hand, which was actually the same cold and piercing, duckweed smiled bitterly, and said forcefully: "Okay, then you have to tell me, why does there smell of red pine nuts here?"

Baizhu retracted his hand, a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, but there was no temperature in his eyes, and he said: "Don't worry, Xuanniao is not missing a feather, Zhu Yan just let him fall asleep more." Zhu hates her, she is a good god, not an evil god, let alone an evil beast. As for Chi Songzi, he has been here before, but he has been gone for a long time, and he has always known that Zhu Yan and I have escaped and are hiding here. ”

"Didn't he hide from the world after he was already with a human woman, and why did he come to you?" asked duckweed, puzzled.

Baizhu sighed and said with a wry smile: "That human woman is dead, Chi Songzi is waiting for her reincarnation, he accidentally smelled your breath here, so he came here." ”

Duckweed looked at the broken piece of jade flute on the ground and asked, "Is there my breath on that jade flute?"

Baizhu nodded, seriously gathered the jade flute piece, and said: "This jade flute was Ping'er's favorite before, she is the god of wind and likes to play the flute very much." She played the oldest songs,"

Duckweed frowned and said, "Baizhu, in your heart, you don't think of me as her, I'm not her, right?"

Baizhu nodded and said with a wry smile: "I have already said just now, you are just duckweed, not her." You have your own consciousness, you don't remember anything about the past, you're just yourself. ”

"But," duckweed frowned, and stopped talking.

"But you do have the smell of Ping'er all over you, you have the same appearance as her, and those intermittent images, including me, you may feel very familiar. But duckweed, sometimes, the longer you live, is not necessarily a good thing, and being a god is not a good thing. On the contrary, as an ordinary monster, don't you also live a very happy life?"

Duckweed seemed to understand a little, she felt that what she encountered today was the most complicated and brain-twisting thing she had encountered in the past 10,000 years. She had to do her best to keep herself awake and continued to ask, "Then why is there such a heavy resentment on this jade flute?"

As soon as he heard this, Bai Zhu seemed to recall a very bad thing, he frowned, and replied with some sadness: "This jade flute belongs to Ping'er, she suffered a plot at the beginning, she was almost lost at that time, and she thought that I abandoned her, so she was angry. At that time, she was always accompanied by the jade flute, so this jade flute also carried all her resentment and hatred. Bai Shu said very calmly, as if the woman in his mouth was really not duckweed.

Duckweed stared at the fragments fixedly and said, "So Zhu is disgusted...... She actually wanted me to think of everything through this jade flute, so what I just saw was the chaotic appearance of the unopened heaven and earth? That white figure is actually you?"

Baizhu nodded, "Yes." The little memory you just saw is that before Ping'er turned into a physical entity, she was the god of wind at that time. This jade flute carries too much resentment, once Zhu Yan reminds you of it, perhaps, you will fall into madness. I stopped Zhu Yan, firstly, I don't want you to suffer again, and secondly, I don't want to watch you fall into madness. Duckweed, you don't have to dwell on the past anymore, it's good to be a monster, why bother to become a god. It's just," he paused, and continued: "It's just, I'm sorry for Zhu Yan, I didn't expect Zhu Yan to be so resolute, and he would actually use all his spiritual power to create an ancient savage memory for you." ”

"She seems to have lived enough. Duckweed looked at the cold and damp environment around her, and an inexplicable sadness welled up in her heart, "I seem to know her very well, I don't know why, I always feel that she brought me here just for this moment." Whether you break the jade flute or not, she will tell me her story in this way. ”

Bai Shu looked at the fact that the owner of this cave was no longer there, and seemed to remember their old affection, his brows furrowed even tighter, and he smiled reluctantly, "Yes, Zhu hates her, she has always been very resolute, unlike many lingering women in the world." ”

Duckweed didn't say anything when she heard it, just looked at the blurred figure of Baizhu, it seemed that there was a very important thing that had not been asked, the more she thought about it, the more headaches she had, there was a question she was particularly concerned about, what was it?

Just as she was thinking about it, the little baby who was huddled behind suddenly opened her mouth and asked timidly: "General Bai, just now the woman named Zhu Yan said that your three souls and six souls are all gone, why? Is it because of my sister?"

Duckweed felt a "buzz" in her head, and her heart was pinched.

Just now, Zhu Yan said that Baizhu is because of him, and he has only three souls and six spirits, so his figure is so blurry?

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