Ji Ruochen quietly slipped out of the side door of the Inviting Moon Palace, the night was as cold as water, and he felt refreshed and relaxed, and he couldn't help but breathe a big sigh of relief. He gently closed the door of the temple, blocking the jewels and noise of the hall behind him.

Ji Ruochen had already drunk many cups of immortal drunk with the guests, and at this moment, he only felt that his chest was churning from time to time, and he was finally able to get out for a while, and he still used urine to escape. As for Gu Qing, Fang Kai had already left the Invitation Moon Hall in the name of taking care of Tsing Yi, and put the burden of accompanying the guests to the banquet on Ji Ruochen.

He looked back at the bright and crowded Inviting Moon Palace, and there was both sweet satisfaction and a glimmer of bitterness in his heart. In the wind, there may be frogs and insects whispering faintly in the ears, and the fragrance of grass blades at the end of the nose is faintly passed, Ji Ruochen is determined to enjoy this rare quiet, and walks on foot, passing through flowers and stones along the way, and gradually drifting away.

A green ridge stands on the road ahead, it turned out to be a huge rockery, only to see the white strange rocks craggy, shining cold light under the moon, like ghosts and beasts arching vertically and horizontally. The stone is mossy and spotted, and the vine is shaded.

Ji Ruochen suddenly felt a cold wind in front of him, and the vague breath in the wind was as sharp as a needle, piercing his heart and making most of his already half-scented wine dissipate at once.

Ji Ruochen instinctively stopped, gathered the true yuan, and entered a state of alert. After the yin wind passed, a faint figure appeared more than ten zhang away, sweeping in front of him. The man suddenly let out a low cry, froze in place, and turned his head to look at Ji Ruochen. Those beautiful eyes are like the depths of the spring mountain, indifferent and far away, and there is a faint chill in the blur, as if the ice lake has not yet completely thawed in the cold of spring. The occasional glow of color in the lake will reveal bursts of mysterious power that can attract people's souls.

The moment he first looked at her, almost all of Ji Ruochen's attention was sucked away by those infinitely changing eyes, and after a while, he turned to see her face and posture clearly. There was a faint smile on her face, and there was both indifference and a hint of bitterness in her smile. There was an innate pride on this face, but it had disappeared without a trace, and the marriage that was itchy to the bottom of the heart was also six or seven out of ten, only the coldness and indifference remained intact.

She was holding a jar of wine in each hand, the brand-new mud seal, and the overflowing aroma of the wine, which was the best drunk in the wine exclusively made by the Daode Sect. She saw Ji Fangchen looking over blankly, a pair of phoenix eyes slowly drooped, the ice first disappeared, and the cold water flowed again.

Ji Ruochen didn't speak, so she didn't speak, just stood quietly, looking at the three feet in front of her feet.

"Yin Yin, why are you here?" Ji Ruochen said with a little surprise.

A faint layer of mist floated around Zhang Gu's body, and her gaze rose at the same time as the mist, falling on Ji Ruochen, and said with a smile: "I'm not here, so where should it be?"

Zhang Yinyin stood there vividly, and didn't even move his fingers, just such a light squirt money smile, through the mist around him, the place close to him turned into a moon tide, and on the night of the Spring River with thousands of miles of flow boxes, there were fairy concubines treading water.

Ji Ruochen was stunned for a moment, and said: "The seats in the Inviting Moon Hall are limited, and the guests need to be met first, and there is indeed a limit to the admission of disciples of this sect. But Yin Yin, if you want to go, you only need to talk to the real person, and you will never be able to enter the palace, aren't Mingyun and Li Xuanzhen both in the palace tonight?"

The fog and the moon were bright, Zhang Yinyin's eyes were as sharp as a knife in an instant, staring at Ji Ruochen deadly, his eyes were full of unwillingness, doubts, disappointment, pain, all kinds of emotions, there has never been a moment when he expressed it so clearly and clearly. Ji Ruochen's heart was shocked, and there was a sore pain in his chest, he vaguely felt that what he said just now was wrong, but he didn't know what was wrong.

Zhang Yinyin's gaze softened, gradually softened, but her face gradually turned gray, she smiled sadly, and said, "Ji Ruochen, hello, very good." It seems that you have not paid any attention to the past things, otherwise how would you be able to say such things? Although you and I have never said anything, but you ...... You are not a fool and idiot, how can you not understand at all? It's just that, only at this time, the sect will get drunk and come out, I will take these two altars, and the right is to drink your congratulatory wine. Otherwise, you must not be reconciled!"

Listening to her plain words, Ji Ruochen felt another colicy in his heart. He already knew that something was wrong, but no matter how hard he tried, he also figured out what was wrong.

Ji Ruochen saw Zhang Yinyin turn around and leave, walking farther and farther, he felt anxious in his heart, caught up with two steps, and asked, "What are the things in the past?"

He knew that Zhang Yinyin was the daughter of Zhang Jingxiao's woman, and he also knew that she had cultivated the secret technique of the Heavenly Fox, and at this time, he realized the strangeness when he thought about it, in the past few years, the past events related to Zhang Yinyin were completely blank, and he couldn't remember anything at all, even if it was a dialogue, an encounter, only the inexplicable sourness that came from nowhere. Everything between the two in the past few years seems to have been erased from their memories by life.

Hearing Ji Ruochen ask, Zhang Yinyin didn't reply, and returned lightly: "Those are all trivial matters from a few years ago, Ji Shaoxian and nobles forget a lot, of course there is no need to remember." ”

At this time, as soon as the door of the invitation hall opened, a person who knew the guest came out, and shouted from afar: "Uncle Ruochen, please return to the hall quickly!"

Ji Ruochen then remembered that there was still the last retreat ceremony to be finished, so he had to stop, seeing Zhang Gugu going faster and faster, and going farther and farther, he couldn't help but feel anxious, and said in the past: "Yin Yin! I went down to the Yellow Spring and drank Meng Po soup by mistake, and many previous events seem to have been forgotten, I don't know if it's because of this!"

Zhang Yinyin's figure trembled slightly, and then he stepped down, and in an instant, he was already far away.

With a thud, the empty wine bowl was thrown to the ground. Zhang Gugu hugged his head tightly, and his whole body trembled. The drunken country is full of wine, and her alcohol consumption is not very good, so after drinking three bowls, she already feels that her whole body is hot and dry. Dizziness in the brain. There was a faint joy in the midst of the whirlwind, as if the musicians were about to ascend above it, and could send the music through the mountains, cliffs, rocks, and formations to the prison of His Highness in the heart of the town. No matter how she covered her ears, the music still relentlessly penetrated into her consciousness.

Zhang Yinyin poured another bowl of wine for himself, and picked up the wine bowl with a trembling right hand. Her hands trembled so much that she spilled a small half of the bowl. At this time, a hand like Yelan reached over and took the wine bowl from her hand, and a woman's voice laughed: "It's a pity that such a good wine was spilled." ”

As soon as she heard this voice, Zhang Yinyin's chaotic mood gradually calmed down, and she looked up and looked forward, but her eyes were blurred. She reached out and wiped it, only to realize that she was already in tears.

Zhang Yinyin only felt that he was full of grievances and had nowhere to confide, and cried: "Master, he is so ruthless! I don't blame him for being engaged, but ...... But he shouldn't have said that he didn't remember anything about the past. What else do you say is because you entered the underworld and drank Meng Po soup! How can there be such a ridiculous thing in the world?!"

Su Jiao raised her head and drank the wine in the bowl, threw away the empty bowl, knelt down with Zhang Gugu, who was hugging her knees and crying bitterly, took her into her arms, and gently stroked her cloud-like hair. Under Su Ji's gentle touch, Zhang Yinyin's crying gradually lowered, and the master and apprentice sat and stood for a long time, and the room fell silent.

Suddenly, Su Ji broke the silence and said, "Although this matter is a bit coincidental, it is not impossible, what he said should be the truth." ”

Zhang Yinyin raised his head suddenly and said, "What?"

Su Jiao said: "It is not a big difficulty to return the soul from the underworld, the inheritance of the three halal recipes of the Daode Sect is Guangchengzi, as far as I know, there are more than three formations that lock the soul and regain the soul." The six Yin and Yang Arrays, the Biluo Huangquan Method, and the Taiyi Qiankun Mantra are all exerted, all of which have the great power of reversing the yin and yang of heaven and earth and forcibly changing the reincarnation of retribution. I don't know if the disciples of the Jinde Sect have become successful over the years, and whether there are still others who can use these three great ways after the Zihui retreat. But even if you can't use these three Dao methods, there is still an unsatisfactory three-hole flying Xuan Array that can barely have a similar effect. After drinking Meng Po soup, it does have the effect of making people forget the memories of their previous lives, but it is forgetting everything, as you just said, he recognizes you very much, and he can't see what he has forgotten in his interactions with others, but he can't remember things related to you, which is a little strange. It's hard that something went wrong when he drank Meng Po soup......"

Su Yao paused for a moment and continued: "I don't care about this section of Meng Po Tang, in fact, the strangest thing is how his soul enters the underworld. I can see his faint image from your eyes, seeing that his soul is stable, his mind is like steel, and he is protected by many treasures, even if his soul is separated from his body, ordinary ghosts and ghosts will never take away his soul. Unless...... What kind of calendar magic weapon can penetrate yin and yang and send his soul directly into the underworld. But in this way, he is a living soul, but he is not under the orders of Yin Si, why did he drink Meng Po soup? Strange, strange. ”

When Su Ji was thinking hard, Zhang Yinyin suddenly raised his head and asked, "Master, is there a way to save you after drinking Meng Po soup?"

Su Ji was stunned this time, and said: "Although I have been to the underworld a few times back then, I really haven't noticed this." The things in the underworld are completely different from those in the mortal world, and even if there is a solution to Meng Po Tang, the solution must be found in the underworld. If I'm still free, the next time I go to the underworld won't be a difficult thing. Our demon clan is not under the jurisdiction of the underworld, although we have to fight a few battles with those yin soldiers and ghost soldiers, but we have the right to do activities. But even if you go down to the underworld, you may not be able to get a solution, this Meng Po soup is used by the underworld to balance the reincarnation and separation of yin and yang, how can there be a solution easily?"

"Do you have to go to the underworld to find it?" Zhang Yinyin thought, not hearing Su Yao's words at all.