Pushing open the window of the inn room, the street outside was bustling, with the Immortal Spring as the center, and countless city-dwellers wearing Qinglang masks danced around the Immortal Spring in the center of the city.

The afterglow of the setting sun shrouded Qinglang City, and the fiery red sunset covered the entire sky, and the people in the city seemed to be dancing in the fire.

Qi Huan leaned against the window, rubbing the Qinglang mask in her hand, she looked down at the butterfly on the mask in her hand thoughtfully.

Ji Mubai was meditating on the side, and seemed to have settled down.

"Are you two really just sitting here waiting for the results?" The Demon Venerable raised his front paws and leaned against the window, looking at the aura surging in the Immortal Spring.

He could feel the weirdness and power of this formation, the power of prayer and aura that had accumulated for more than three hundred years, if the formation was opened, none of them would be able to escape.

"What, Cuihua is afraid of death?" Qi Huan lowered his eyes and chuckled.

The Demon Venerable Dog's tail wagged slightly, "Joke, the deity is immortal, no one can kill the deity." "Even if the formation is opened, his body dies, and his body is not painful.

"What is shown in the illusion is the past in the memory, the deity is just curious why Ji Mubai said that it was not Jingshu who died, are you dazzled?"

Qi Huan shook her head, she raised the mask in her hand and compared it to her face, and after Ji Mubai broke through the illusion and left, she picked up the mask back.

The mask is the key to her dreaming and entering the illusion, Danxi...... Let's call the woman in black Danxi for now, Danxi tells them that there is a spell she casts on the mask, but when it comes to explaining why she dreamed of them through the mask, her expression is not right, and the explanation is vague, most of which is lying.

What's more, she and Ji Mubai have read the case file, which records that on March 7, Jingshu, a foreign doctor, passed through Qingcheng and had a conflict with Li Shan on that day, injuring Li Shan in one eye, and then there was compensation.

In the illusion, on March 7, Jingshu and Danxi were harmed by Li Shan, and Jingshu died.

Time and events do not match.

The Demon Venerable was puzzled: "People will fake in the illusion of memory? ”

"Why not, people have always liked to whitewash the peace, and the truly ugly memories are either deliberately forgotten or deliberately beautified, and it is not difficult to change the illusion."

Qi Huan didn't write down the memories that really embarrassed her when she wrote a diary before, she deliberately only recorded her daily happiness and some normal little emotions, and she wouldn't tell anyone about those terrible things with negative energy, including the diary.

People lie in their own diaries, so what's so strange about faking in fantasy.

"This can only show that there is a problem with the illusion, how can it show that the person you see is not Danxi?" Demon Venerable asked after listening.

Ji Mubai, who was meditating on the bed, opened his eyes, and he replied, "I can see it." ”

He has practiced the immortal methods of various sects, and that little spell can't deceive him.

"It's all in the details." Qi Huan smiled, in the dream she saw Danxi from Jingshu's perspective, in the illusion she watched everything, and she found that Danxi from the third perspective was different from Danxi from Jingshu's perspective.

After going to Qingcheng, Danxi will get old and have gray hair, but in Jingshu's perspective, Danxi will always be the same.

And the woman in black who claimed to be Danxi was Jingshu's appearance from Danxi's perspective, the most beautiful appearance.

If it is Danxi who survives, where does Danxi have time to pay attention to her appearance, only those who love her will remember her most beautiful appearance and want to keep her.

Danxi and Jingshu are both very interesting, and the really dead Danxi is looking for her to dream, but it is from Jingshu's perspective. And Jingshu, who survived, turned herself into Danxi and lived as Danxi.

The Demon Venerable then asked, "Why did the surviving Jingshu change into Danxi's appearance?" ”

Qi Huan glanced at Demon Venerable when she heard this, and she raised her eyebrows: "The reason behind this, you can't understand a puppy." ”

Demon Venerable: "......" refuses to discriminate against puppies!

Ji Mubai looked at Qi Huan and said slowly: "Because of Jingshu's love." ”

One person and one dog all turned back because of Ji Mubai's answer.

Qi Huan smiled, raised the mask and stood between the two, she looked at Ji Mubai through the mask, and Ji Mubai also looked at her through the mask.

The sunset shone for thousands of miles, and the pink afterglow sprinkled in the room, and there was an inexplicable atmosphere between the two.

Demon Venerable rolled his eyes, didn't Ji Mubai just be moved, answering a question was also obvious to him! The puppy doesn't understand, but the white does, right!

"Wang!" Demon Venerable jumped onto the table and glared at the two.

"Now that you know that the dead doctor is not Jingshu but Danxi, don't you change the bet, sister?" Ji Mubai got out of bed and walked in front of Qi Huan, he lowered his head.

Qi Huan looked at Ji Mubai from head to toe, how did she feel that he had grown up very fast in the past few days, obviously the two of them were still tall in the capital, and now she had to raise her eyes to look at him?

"Don't change." Qi Huan put on a mask and looked out the window, she took Ji Mubai's hand and said to the Demon Venerable, "Look at the door." ”

What the truth Jingshu didn't want them to see, Danxi, who really put his hands on their masks, would tell them the answer.

Before the Demon Venerable could agree, the two of them had already fallen asleep on the table.

Three hundred and twenty-four years ago, on the seventh day of March

Danxi didn't want to see the people of Qingcheng die due to the plague, so she ignored Jingshu's obstruction to go to the Immortal Spring to bleed, and was bumped into by Li Shan.

Li Shan didn't pounce on Dan Xi directly and frantically like in the illusion, he ran to Dan Xi like a poor worm and knelt down, "You are really an immortal!" Your blood can save people, can you save me, let me drink some! ”

His eyes were full of calculations, since Dr. Danxi's blood could alleviate the epidemic when he put it in the spring, wouldn't he be cured if he drank it directly!

How good it would be if he could give his family another bowl of blood, he looked at Danxi and said confidently: "You are an immortal, you won't die, give more blood to save me and save my family." ”

Danxi turned her head to look at Li Shan, she coughed lightly twice, and her face turned pale: "I'm not an immortal, my blood can only alleviate the epidemic, I ...... I can't save you. ”

Danxi must admit that what she is doing now is only to make herself better, she can't cure the epidemic at all, she can lie to herself but she can't fool the patient.

Jingshu looked at Danxi, her eyes were full of distress, the senior sister knew very well that her blood could not completely save people, but she kept insisting because she didn't want to see so many people die in front of her. She now admits it, acknowledging her uselessness and helplessness.

Jingshu should have been happy, so that she could persuade Danxi to leave with her, but Danxi's loss at this time made her unhappy.

Li Shan was infected with the plague, hematemesis was serious in the past few days, he was so afraid of death that he couldn't sleep, and now he finally had some hope, but Danxi said that he couldn't save him, no! He doesn't want to die, he can't die.

"No, you're lying, don't you want to save me!" Li Shanfa rushed towards Dan Xi and bit off a piece of meat on Dan Xi's arm, his mouth full of blood and kept chewing on the rags of his clothes and flesh that he had bitten off.

"Maniac!" Jing Shu immediately punched Li Shan's eyes, her eyes were red with anger, and she wanted to punch a few more times but was stopped by Danxi.

"Jingshu, take me away."

Danxi's white clothes were torn and stained red with blood, and she fell weakly into Jingshu's arms, how could her senior sister ever be so embarrassed.

Jingshu looked at the bloody wound and her heart stinged, she picked up Danxi and left.

Not long after returning that day, the government came and took Jingshu away, on the grounds that Li Shan had sued Jingshu for injuring him.

Danxi wanted to go with her, but Jingshu looked at her pale face without a trace of blood, and only said that she could rest in peace and go alone.

Now that the plague is rampant, and the official lord is also sick and can't get out, he has long been careless, but he didn't expect this Li Shan to be so difficult, I don't know what benefits the official lord promised him to open the door of the government that has been closed.

It's just a simple fight, and the official fined Jingshu a few dollars and let her go.

Shocked Tang Mu patted, it was over, Jing Shu became more and more worried in her heart, did Li Shan make such a big move just for a little money? She didn't bother to question Li Shan, and quickly ran back to the medical hall.

"Senior sister?"

In the empty medical hall, Danxi, who was sick in bed, was gone, and Jingshu rummaged through the medical hall and finally collapsed to the ground.