"Me?" Shen Fengxue smiled, "Why should I take away your memory?"

Shen Gurong said coldly: "Because I watched Jingshilu."

Everything is connected in series.

Shen Gurong had been in a daze all day, and now he was sober as never before.

"After I sealed Li Geng Lan, I obtained the artifact Jingshilu, but I never used it." Shen Gurong said coldly, "Until I met Mu Ban..."

That Mu banished man who smelled like a plague ghost.

The gentleman... who died tragically for him in his previous life was reincarnated.

The poison of the epidemic exists in Mu Ban's soul, and even the spiritual fruit of the Human Face Tree cannot completely remove it, and Shen Gurong was even more powerless back then.

Instinct told him to find a way to survive for Mu Ban as soon as possible, but rationally, because Mu Ban was the reincarnation of his husband, he could not be cruel enough to force him into Taoism.

Shen Gurong, who was in a dilemma, thought of Jingshilu.

Jingshilu can connect the past and the present, and Shen Gurong saw the future in the next few decades from beginning to end.

If he doesn't remove the aura of the plague ghost from Mu Ban's body, the outcome will definitely be Shen Gurong's tragic death, and Mu Ban and Yu Xinghe will turn against each other.

Jing Shilu told him everything, but heaven does not allow anyone to pry into the secrets that will happen decades or even hundreds of years later.

After learning that Shen Gurong had spied on Jingshilu, he sent down a thunderstorm of punishment from heaven.

Tiandao wants to take back everything Shen Gurong knows.

Shen Gurong just made a rough guess based on the details he knew. He stared at Shen Fengxue intently, refusing to let go of the emotion in his eyes.

"You are me, but I am not you."

Shen Fengxue's pupils shrank.

This reaction...

Shen Gurong opened his eyes suddenly, knowing that he had guessed correctly.

He quickly walked up the steps, grabbed Shen Fengxue's lapel, approached him coldly, and said: "You are just the memory of being separated from my spirit body by the thunder tribulation of heaven. Even if I have inner demons, I will not Let the inner demons escape my control."

And Shen Fengxue...this separated memory, although still in Shen Gurong's body, has obviously escaped Shen Gurong's control.

Because Shen Fengxue has been controlled by the Heavenly Thunder Tribulation, although everything he does seems to be for Shen Gurong's benefit, but when he thinks about it carefully, he feels that it is wrong. How could the inner demon not want to invade the body, but coax him to do it? How about crushing the Yuan Dan and losing your soul together?

Shen Gurong: "Tiandao wants to kill me and wants me to take the initiative to destroy everything I see in Jingshilu."

As he spoke, he suddenly smiled and grabbed Shen Fengxue's hand that said "Leave the Soul".

When the wind suddenly picked up, Shen Gurong's red shirt flew up like a bath of blood. His white hair was flying. Although he was standing under the steps, his aura was unprecedentedly cold and fierce.

He swallowed "Li Hun" into his mouth, stared at Shen Fengxue's suddenly shrinking pupils, and smiled again.

"But I don't."

he said.

If Heaven says this is wrong, then is it wrong?

He didn't believe it.

Shen Fengxue was stunned for a long time, as if he had never known Shen Gurong before.

He was silent for a long time, then suddenly burst into laughter.

Shen Fengxue smiled, and two lines of tears slowly fell from his eyes. He gently pinched the spirit fruit lying quietly in his palm with two fingers. The white light flashed slightly. After the disguise was gone, it was Li Hun. .

What Shen Gurong just swallowed was the spiritual fruit that could fuse the inner demons of memory.

Shen Gurong made the right choice.

Shen Fengxue's face was full of tears. He raised his hand and gently stroked Shen Gurong's white hair and murmured: "You are right."

Shen Gurong said nothing.

Shen Fengxue laughed and cried at the same time: "Only one thing is wrong."

Shen Gurong didn't know many things. Most of them were boldly deduced by himself based on his years of experience in reading story books. It could be regarded as a blind cat hitting a dead mouse.

Hearing this, Shen Gurong pretended to be calm and said indifferently: "I can't be wrong."

Shen Fengxue laughed: "I am you."

He was just given an order by Heaven to let Shen Gurong shatter his memories with his own hands, but in the final analysis, he was still Shen Gurong.

It's still Shen Gurong's empty century-old memory of experiencing purgatory.

Shen Fengxue slowly walked down the steps and finally stood side by side with him on the same level.

He slowly hugged Shen Gurong, rested his chin on Shen Gurong's shoulder, and murmured in a low voice: "You didn't see Jing Shilu."

Shen Gurong was stunned: "What?"

Shen Fengxue's voice became weaker and weaker, and his figure became weaker and weaker.

"You have entered the Jingshilu and experienced that life personally."

Forcibly changing one's destiny against heaven, that's why Heaven is so angry.

Shen Fengxue left the last words: "The Jingshilu has been hidden in the world for thousands of years. Only those recognized by heaven are qualified to open it, and you are not that person, Shen Gurong."

Shen Gurong froze.

After Shen Fengxue finished speaking, his figure seemed to turn into powder and disperse instantly. At the same time, the missing piece in Shen Gurong's mind seemed to be filled with countless things.

Memories that had been vacant for half a year flooded into his mind. Shen Gurong suddenly covered his head, staggered and almost fell down.

At the moment of weightlessness, a pair of hands suddenly embraced him and held him tightly in his arms.

The familiar smell is overwhelming.

Shen Gu endured the severe pain and reluctantly opened his eyes. After focusing his vision, he saw Mu Ban's face full of tears.

"Why are you crying?" Shen Gurong raised his hand with all his strength, forced a smile, gently wiped the tears from Mu Ban's face, and murmured, "Didn't I say I would come back?"

Mu Ban's tears fell even more fiercely.

After Shen Gurong said that, the memory surged forward again, drowning him in a deeper swamp of consciousness in an instant.

"Master!"

Mu Ban's voice seemed to be heard through countless layers of barriers. The voice was filled with tears. Shen Gurong felt extremely distressed, but at this time, he had no time to worry.

The memories that were forcibly stripped away by Heaven's Law returned to their original places. Shen Gurong had a splitting headache and wished he could just die. But at this time, he couldn't move his whole body. He could only endure the pain that was like Lingchi, bit by bit, and process the chaotic memories. Smooth.

***

deep in memory.

Huadeng Street.

Thirteen plague ghosts massacred the city.

Huilu City was a sea of ​​fire, with screams and corpses everywhere.

Shen Gurong was stunned. He was still holding the candied haws given to him by his husband in his hand. He stood blankly on the steps with his eyes empty.

This disaster seemed like a strong wind passing by, and it turned out like this in an instant.

It was so short that Shen Gurong didn't react at all.

Shen Xiwu screamed, instantly awakening Shen Gurong's consciousness. He rushed forward and held Shen Xiwu in his arms. He said with difficulty in a trembling voice: "Don't be afraid, Xiwu, don't be afraid. My brother is here."

Shen Xiwu swallowed even more: "Brother, what happened to them?"

Shen Gurong didn't even know it, but he picked up Shen Xiwu and wanted to run home desperately, but as soon as he reached the steps, he was stopped by his husband.

Shen Gurong said blankly: "Sir?"

The gentleman was dressed in green clothes, holding a bamboo basket in his hand, and seemed to say with compassion: "Gu Rong, you can't go back."

Shen Gurong was stunned for a moment. For the first time, he felt that his brain was not strong enough to understand what others were saying: "Ah? What?"

The teacher raised the bamboo pole, pointed lightly at the place where the fire spread, and said: "The plague fire spread from the outside to Huadeng Street. Wherever the fire passed, the plague ghost has slaughtered all living creatures."

Shen Gurong didn't understand, and said dryly: "Sir, is this some new storybook excerpt?"

But he had neither time nor mood to obey, so he picked up his sister and desperately wanted to go home.

Their parents, brother and sister-in-law are still at home waiting for them to return.

Although Shen Gurong already had vague suspicions in his mind, he still refused to believe it and couldn't accept it.

Obviously...it was fine just now.

On the Lantern Street once a year, everything is obviously the same as in previous years. The fireworks will be set off in half an hour. After watching the fireworks, they will go home, go to bed as usual, and do all kinds of strange things. Weird dreams.

Not now...

The fire was burning on my body. It was obvious that I was not dreaming, but what I saw before me was more terrifying than a nightmare.

Shen Gurong didn't dare to look at the corpses on the ground. Even at this time, he was extremely smart. He trembled all over and ran to a place where there were few screams. Just running, he was deep in the deep Lost in the alley.

Shen Gurong didn't want his sister to be afraid, so he pretended to be calm and reliable, and said: "Xiwu, you...do you remember how to get home?"
To be continued...