Fortunately, it went well today, and the memorization formula was correct, and it was successful once when I practiced the illusion flower technique.

I held a chopstick in my hand and clicked on the tip of the chopsticks, where I saw the growth of flower buds, the "wave" burst open, and what bloomed was a lotus flower, with layers of petals, tender golden core, and a delicate and beautiful flower.

It's just that there's no fragrance.

Shigong nodded, and I breathed a sigh of relief that the flower was scattered in an instant, and the chopsticks were still the same chopsticks.

Seeing that he seemed to be in a good mood, I took the opportunity to inquire: "Master, Master Lei Zhuang is a sword practitioner, how can you be friends?" ”

He looked at me, "What?" ”

"Well, I'm just curious...... How did Shigong and Lei Zhuang meet? ”

"We met when we were young."

In fact, what I really want to ask is that Shigong knows if there is a person named Wu Ning.

But that's too risky.

Across the river, from the window you can see a larger inn - ask me why? Just looking at the string of lanterns picked out is much more magnificent than the small paper lamp picked by this inn.

"Master, why don't we live over there?"

"Expensive."

Belch...... The reason is simple and particularly persuasive.

It seems that the master who looks like an immortal is also a careful life.

Mrs. Bai Wan said that cultivators, especially those of us who practice illusions, should not cheat food and clothing with such terminal techniques as money swinging techniques and treasure pooling techniques and a bit of stone into gold.

Of course, illusion turns leaves into copper coins and stones into gold, which is fake after all, and people's small business is not easy, they are hard and busy, and finally earn a handful of leaves and a stone, so they are not so angry that they vomit blood.

"Master, are you hungry?"

I ate a bowl of noodles at night, and I don't know if he was still hungry.

He waved his hand, and I knew it meant to call me out.

The kind of cold air that my master emanates from all over his body, and when I get used to it, I don't feel so cold. That expressionless face can be described by the word "facial paralysis". There are few words, which can be summed up in lazy words. In the future, if others ask me what kind of person my master is, I can directly say: lazy person with facial paralysis.

Sounds like a bad idea. But I can't stand the fact that people are born well, handsome and handsome, facial paralysis makes people feel unfathomable, and few words make people feel mysterious and mysterious...... If he grows into a marijuana-faced short winter melon body, and is so silent and expressionless, who will treat him.

Alas, and this fairy-like man who doesn't seem to have half of the taste of the world, if he wants to live a more budget-conscious life, he must live a more budget-conscious life.

The legendary swordsmen and sword immortals seem to have no money to worry about, walking the rivers and lakes with empty hands and wearing white clothes, the sword will automatically jump out when needed, the clothes will never be dirty, and the body will never be short of money.

At first, I thought that Shigong was that kind of character.

As a result, it just looks like it is.

I rubbed at the door, and the question in my heart couldn't be suppressed, and I asked in a low voice: "Master, do you know a person named Wu Ning?" ”

Just now I was desperately slandering his facial paralysis, but the name Wu Ning, as if with magical power, his gaze was no longer indifferent and distant, and suddenly became like a knife.

I held on to the door frame, instinctively sensing the danger, but I couldn't move, as if my whole body was firmly pinned to the place by his gaze, and I couldn't move.

It felt like a long time, and he lowered his eyes and asked in a deep voice, "Where did you know this person?" ”

I swallowed, my throat felt dry, and my palms were sweating. Uneasiness and anticipation wrenched together and wrapped around me, and I felt that the voice I was making was not at all like my own: "In...... In Leijiazhuang, Sister Fang showed me a book, and there was this name on it...... Seems to be a cultivator of illusion, right? ”

"Get out."

I took a step back, already standing outside the door, and he said, "Don't mention this name to anyone, you know?" ”

I don't understand.

I want to know my past too much, but looking at Shigong's expression, he must know who Wu Ning is! But he refused to say it, and his expression was so strange.

Am I his former enemy?

I thought about it and tossed and turned on the bed like a pancake. The room was small and stuffy, and the back of the neck was full of sweat.

I wiped my sweat twice with my sleeve, and for some reason, it suddenly occurred to me that my master was probably not asleep now.

It doesn't make sense, it's just intuition.

I leaned my head against the wall and listened carefully to the next door. The wall was a thin layer of wood, but my neck was so tired that there was no sound there.

Maybe he's asleep.

The name Wu Ning shouldn't make him insomnia, right?

There was a sudden "knock" in my ears, and I was startled, and my master's voice came through the wall: "Don't eavesdrop!" ”

I was so scared that I almost rolled out of bed.

He's awake and he's aware I'm eavesdropping?

Well, it's not hard for him to notice that I'm not asleep, but how does he know that I just wanted to eavesdrop on his room?

The room was lit up, probably lit up. Light shines through the thin gaps in the planks.

"Come here."

I'm holding the quilt, he doesn't want to call me over and beat me up, does he?

After a while, he said, "Come here." ”

His voice was not high, but there was an irreversible implication in his words.

I hurriedly got out of bed and put on my shoes, so it was better not to make him angry again at this time.

My grandfather sat at the table, and he didn't even take off his clothes, as if he hadn't moved since I went back to the house.

"Sit."

There was only one stool in the room, and I had to sit on the edge of the bed.

"You don't want to mention that name in front of anyone in the future, you know?"

I cautiously asked, "She's a bad person, isn't she?" ”

Shi Gong turned his head to look out the window, and after a while he said, "Actually, not many people know the name Wu Ning, but if you talk about Wu Ji, there are really a lot of people who know." ”

Witch Queen? What is this called? It sounds like a black chicken, but it feels awkward.

I don't like that title.

"Her illusion can be said to be unprecedented, and there are not many people who can surpass her in the future......

It doesn't seem like I'm talking to me, it's like I'm talking to myself.

She ...... Is it already dead? ”

Shi Gong closed his eyes for a moment, and his voice was very soft and low: "Yes." ”

Who killed her?

This is the thing I want to know the most!

"Don't mention this person again." Shigong said this sentence again: "Don't mention it to anyone, it will cause trouble." ”

Why? Even if I had a great sin before, can't I die even if I die? It's been so long, so I don't think there's still a huge forbidden power.

"There are a lot of people...... Dead at her hands, a lot. Shi Gong said: "I don't even want to see most of the people who learn illusions." Therefore, if you go out on your own in the future, you must not easily reveal what you have learned. ”

No, that Wu Ning is actually so terrifying!

Bah, bah, I can't say I'm horrible!

It turns out that in my last life, I was a murderous demon?

My lips trembled, my body stiffened, and I couldn't say a word.

Shigong Bacheng thought that I was frightened, and the corners of his mouth moved, revealing an unusually stiff and strange expression.

Did he want to smile at me? Ahem, this kind of expression is too difficult for a facial paralysis like him.

"Don't be afraid." Shigong only squeezed out such dry two words.

I don't even know how to get back to the room, it's like sleepwalking.

So I was a wicked person in the past? And it's not an ordinary evil, and the name can't be mentioned until now.

I don't want to believe it.

However, my intuition told me that there was no need for my master to lie to me.

Maybe I'm mistaken, that Wu Ning is not the same person I used to be.

Although I am not a hot-blooded teenager with an excessive sense of justice, anyone who hears that he was a legendary villain in his previous life will definitely not be in a good mood.

How can I be a wicked person? I'm ...... I'm a good person, right?

You're a good guy, right?

I'm also a little unsure.

And, judging by common sense, I just lost my memory, and my personality hasn't changed. If people in my previous life were like murder, it's hard to say if I would do something like that again in this life!

The thought was so terrible that I broke down in a cold sweat and didn't get much sleep all night.

As soon as the sky was bright, boats began to pass by under the window, the sound of swaying oars, the sound of oars hitting the water, and the voices of people selling watermelons, pickles, fish, and flowers......

I was stunned for a while, and then remembered what my master said, and I was depressed, so I pulled the quilt and covered my head tightly.

Although I want to know my past life, I was a big devil murderer in my previous life...... I'm not mentally prepared to accept it.

Yes, after making trouble for a long time, I am also a good dragon Ye Gong.

By the way, I was so shocked yesterday that I didn't have time to ask my master, that "devil" Wu Ning, or Wu Ji, who was she killed?

Everything else can be ignored, but this matter, I want to figure it out anyway.

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I have a fever and I feel a little drowsy, maybe it's a side effect of taking cold medicine, I'm very sleepy, as if I'm sleepwalking with my eyes open... The mother and daughter went to the hospital together, which can be regarded as an experience of deep mother-son love, right?

The big orange is really rather broken than broken, and the three nurses can't clean him up, and the infusion has to be taken care of by two people from beginning to end, one by the head and the other by the foot, and he will break off the needle as soon as he loosens it, and if it falls, he has to prick it again, and if he it again, he will howl again, it's really a hellish front boil~~