Si Ming was stunned, it wasn't the umbrella fairy who told her that she really didn't know that the soul scroll immortal actually gave her a cultivation.

"Take her memories away?" Si Ming asked in surprise, his mind carefully tapping over its feasibility, "Do you mean to let me help her or replace her?"

The umbrella fairy responded: "Both." She is now just a lonely ghost, and I think it is because she hates this man and thinks about revenge, but in fact, she can't do anything.

Sooner or later, she will have to drink Meng Po soup and forget all this, if you want to help her, you can talk to her, she is probably willing to explain everything. ”

"The people here are really bad, why do you want me to stay here?"

Asking, she broke free from Erlang's arms, smiled at him, and said, "Erlang, I'm tired and want to rest for a while." ”

"Okay, lady. Jiro smiled and dragged her wrist to the right side of the cabin.

The moment I opened the door, a wave of yin qi rushed to my face.

“...... This man—a pervert, isn't he?" the umbrella fairy couldn't believe it.

Si Ming also had goosebumps unexpectedly, and Erlang didn't notice her abnormality.

"Lady, you can rest for a while, and I'll go make breakfast. Jiro smiled gently.

Si Ming's face was slightly worse and nodded.

The door closed, and she could even hear the sound of a key dropping outside.

"What is this preventing?" the umbrella fairy snorted coldly.

"Umbrella Fairy, this room ......" Si Ming looked around the room.

It's not a lot of space, and it's so simple that a single wooden bed and an old dresser are a world of difference from the décor in the hall.

The most shocking thing is the land under your feet.

"He actually buried Xu Jiaotang here!" the umbrella fairy's voice was deep.

Si Ming looked at the ground on the soles of his feet, and inexplicably felt a little hot feet.

At this moment, a ghost figure penetrated through the door, and her passionate emotions were filled with anger, resentment, and sorrow, which made the yin in the room thicker and thicker for a while.

Xu Jiaotang knew that Si Ming was not an extraordinary person.

She whimpered and bowed like a living person in front of Si Ming.

Si Ming can't get through the ghost world, although he can see her figure, but he can't hear her at all.

And the umbrella fairy happens to be an out-and-out soul body, which can naturally be integrated with ghosts.

Si Ming listened to the umbrella fairy in his mind constantly asking and comforting the ethereal ghost in front of him.

After a while, the umbrella fairy said to Si Ming: "She agreed." ”

"Promised to give me the memory?" asked Si Ming.

"Well, the condition is to avenge her. Umbrella Fairy said.

Si Ming was a little puzzled: "You want me to stay in this fishing village?"

"It's your best bet. First, although this fishing village is poor, it is also a pure spiritual land that has never been opened, and it is full of spiritual wit, and it is twice the result with half the effort to cultivate here.

Second, with your current cultivation, you won't even be able to recover your fingers, and you will definitely have to spend dozens or hundreds of years cultivating your body.

During this period, if you want not to be discovered by the devil, you can only disappear, and it is better to borrow the identity of a mortal than to wear a high hat of an immortal.

Third, now you can't go back to Heaven, and you can't live in this mortal world for a hundred years?

And you used to wander around the world, and you have forgotten about the world, for example, you can't even compete with those long-tongued women, how will you behave in the future?"

Si Ming sighed secretly, sure enough, he was an immortal among the immortals who had lived for tens of thousands of years, and he was so thoughtful about everything.

"Well, I'll agree to her terms. Si Ming nodded.

Mortals are evil, and killing them is the way of heaven.

The white knife goes in and the red knife comes out, even if it is revenge for her.

The umbrella fairy said a few more words to the female ghost, and the look on the female ghost's face was finally not so resentful, she floated to Si Ming, and looked at the face in front of her that was almost exactly the same as her when she was alive.

"It's time to go. Umbrella Fairy said.

"How to take it?" Si Ming smiled dryly, she couldn't even feel the cultivation given to her by the Soul Scroll Immortal Du, let alone take it without a teacher.

"I saw her perform it once before, and I remember that method was quite strange, you have to inject her memory first, and then force her original memory out. Umbrella Fairy said.

Si Ming was confused when he heard this, but he still raised his hand and placed it on both sides of the female ghost's head, trying to understand what the umbrella fairy said.

Suddenly, a white light escaped from her hand, but it was the little cultivation she had left, and it didn't play a role at all at this time.

"What a waste. "The umbrella fairy secretly regretted it.

I don't know what kind of memory to inject into her, Si Ming closed a pair of jade eyes, condensed his consciousness and rummaged through a Zhenzhen memory in his mind.

She has always lived in a fixed place in the past, the four seas are her home, she has been on the fairy god peak, down the bottomless cliff, and she has also jumped in the sea of clouds, and she does have a lot of good memories when she thinks about it.

In this way, let the mountains and clouds, the ice lakes and clear springs, and the Langhuan fairy scenery replace those memories that make her bitter and resentful.

- May you forget this life, and in the next life, you will be accompanied by mountains and rivers, and you will never have to worry about sorrow.

Suddenly, the white light in Si Ming's hand was gradually covered by purple light, and it continued to seep into the female ghost's mind.

The female ghost's usual hideous expression gradually eased, and then even the frowning eyebrows were stretched.

After a while, the female ghost's memory turned into the same purple light squeezed out of her forehead.

"Si Ming, hurry!" the umbrella fairy reminded.

As soon as Si Ming opened his eyes, he reached out and wrapped the purple light in his hand.

"Eat?" asked Si Ming, solemnly.

“...... It's good to keep it close to your head. "If the umbrella fairy has a face and an expression, he must be very speechless at this time.

Si Ming did so, and the purple light shrank into Si Ming's brain.

Then, all of Xu Jiaotang's memories rushed into Si Ming's mind like a mudslide, and she experienced Xu Jiaotang's life as if she were watching the flowers.

In just 20 years of her life, she spent nearly half of her life in torment.

Si Ming couldn't help but get goosebumps on her body one after another, and the female ghost was full of smiles, smiling like a child who didn't care about the world, and her resentment was gone, and she quickly disappeared.

Although the umbrella fairy lives in Si Ming's brain, it can only be regarded as her second consciousness, which is clearly distinguishable from Si Ming's own consciousness, so the umbrella fairy doesn't know what is in Si Ming's brain.

It's just that just by feeling Si Ming's mood changes, she knows that it is definitely not a good memory.

When Si Ming's mood finally calmed down, the umbrella fairy asked, "How?"

Si Ming's mood was mixed, and the ice sharpness revealed in his jade eyes made his life cold, and his hands were clenched into fists, gritting his teeth.

"Ding Yun, this beast is not as good as a beast!" this sentence came out of her mouth.

Umbrella Immortal was stunned, and quickly reacted - when I talked to Xu Jiaotang, I heard her mention that Ding Yun was Erlang.

"He... What did you do?" asked the Umbrella Fairy.

"He's just a guard......"