Chapter 391 Fragment

early morning.

Xiao Changheng woke up with a dry mouth. He stood up, holding his forehead, and subconsciously grabbed the water cup on the bedside table and drank it all in a few gulps.

The warm water had a hint of sweetness that was unique to the spring water in this villa. He sighed comfortably and was suddenly stunned.

Warm water?

Turning his head to look at the table, he saw a small formation that dissipated into light spots and gradually disappeared.

His heart suddenly skipped a beat and he lowered his eyes to stare at the empty cup in his hand in a daze.

Last night...when did he fall asleep?

Xiao Changheng had never been drunk before and had no idea what "blackout" was. He rubbed his temples, looked at the dozen or so wine jars scattered around the table and the chairs placed in a weird position, and had no idea what had happened.

He suddenly felt more uneasy than ever before.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Xiao Changheng paused for a moment, then heard Yuan Si's voice coming from the door:

"Sir, it's time for breakfast."

He breathed a sigh of relief, yet also felt a hint of unspeakable disappointment. He stood up, walked around the wine jars on the floor, and opened the door.

Yuan Si brought people over, quickly packed up the wine jars, and put breakfast on the table.

The breakfast was the usual one in the palace, with an extra bowl of hangover soup.

Xiao Changheng's heart beat faster again.

"She...was here yesterday?"

Yuan Si put the empty lunch box aside and looked at him expressionlessly:

"The master has ordered us not to give you any more wine. Please don't worry the master anymore."

Xiao Changheng's eyelids twitched slightly.

What happened last night? Did he make her angry?

Yuan Si ignored him and turned around and walked out with a cold face.

Xiao Changheng suddenly called out to him:

"Can I ask Brother Yuan something?"

He stopped and turned back: "What's the matter?"

Xiao Changheng rubbed his forehead and spoke hesitantly:

"Would you practitioners use the technique of erasing memory on others?"

Yuan Si narrowed his eyes slightly and said calmly:

"Memory erasure is a very advanced technique. Sealing is simpler, but it is not something that ordinary practitioners can do. However, if it is the master, I think it will be easy."

"It's just that if you're not careful, touching someone's memory will lead to a big cause and effect. If it's not necessary, no one would do such a thing casually."

Xiao Changheng fell into silence.

"...If you have nothing else to say, I will take my leave." Yuan Si waited for a while and saw that he did not respond. He frowned slightly and said, "The master will have something important to do later. Please eat well and prepare in time. Don't delay the master's trip."

After Yuan Si left, Xiao Changheng held his forehead and frowned tightly, feeling a headache.

My memory always stays at the time when it was almost dusk and I drank a lot of wine.

I still can't remember what happened after dark.

She did come.

The cup of warm water beside the bed, as well as the breakfast and sobering soup are all evidence.

But today she clearly had something important to tell him, but she was unwilling to see him, so she sent Yuan Si to pass on the message.

What did I do that made her want to erase this memory even at the cost of karma?

Xiao Changheng wiped his face heavily and suddenly smelled a cool medicinal fragrance.

He raised his hand and touched the wound on his right cheek, which was almost healed.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and when he opened his eyes again, the doubts and anxiety in his dark eyes had been deeply suppressed, and all the waves had subsided.

He had thought a lot during the past few days since he came to the Seven Stars Palace.

Yuan Si was right. We couldn’t cause her any more trouble.

…

The top of Xuanyuan Tower.

Ji Wujiang looked solemnly at Yun Qingqing who was sitting cross-legged in meditation, and used hand gestures to maintain the formation that covered the entire top floor.

Finally, Yun Qingqing gathered the energy in his dantian, exhaled a long breath, and opened his eyes.

"Okay, thank you."

Ji Wujiang waved away the formation and looked carefully at her eyes, only to see that the thin film in her eyes had dissipated and her pupils had regained the purity of black gemstones.

He finally breathed a sigh of relief:

"I'm glad you're okay. What happened last night? I was scared to death."

Yun Qingqing looked a little serious, frowning and said:

"I suffered some backlash when I asked about the heavenly hexagram, but that was all within my expectations."

"Ask the Heavenly Divination!" Ji Wujiang took a deep breath and understood, "What is so serious that you need to ask the Heavenly Divination... Although your spiritual consciousness has reached the peak of the Xuanmen, your current physical condition is difficult to sustain, right?"

As the ancestor who guards the mountain, Ji Wujiang can check any corner of the Seven Star Palace at any time, but he would not snoop around on weekdays when he has nothing to do.

Especially after Yun Qingqing settled down in the villa, Ji Wujiang would never go to investigate the situation in her courtyard without permission unless she took the initiative to summon him.

As a result, when Yun Qingqing summoned him in the middle of the night yesterday, he found that she had vomited blood, her eyes were bleeding, and her eyes were covered with a layer of white film, and she could no longer see.

Ji Wujiang was so frightened that his soul left his body. He quickly took her in and helped heal her injuries as she asked.

He was puzzled all night, but couldn't figure out what kind of divination could backfire on his master like this, given his master's level.

I didn’t expect it to be Wentian.

Yun Qingqing stood up with a serious expression:

"After discovering the secret of Chu Jingyan's life yesterday, I thought of some clues that might be related to the previous Pingzhou Tiansha calamity. I have to go to Pingzhou again to take a look."

Ji Wujiang took another breath.

When the Tianxuan Sect came to seek justice before, they mentioned the Heavenly Tribulation and the Six Paths Demon Formation during the confrontation with the master. Later, Ji Wujiang took the time to ask about it and found out the details.

I didn't expect to hear her mention the Heavenly Tribulation again at this moment, and I couldn't help but worry:

"Hasn't the calamity been resolved? The opponent has also been seriously injured. Could it be that the mastermind behind this has any other tricks up his sleeve?"

"It's not a matter of back-up plans..." Yun Qingqing pondered, "In the short term, they will definitely not be able to move to Pingzhou again. The question is, why Pingzhou?"

"In fact, I have long suspected that there are secrets under Pingzhou, but my realm was not high enough before, so I had to put it aside. Now is the right time, and it is time to conduct further investigation."

Although Ji Wujiang was worried, he could not help and could only nod and say:

"When are you going?"

"Let's go now." Yun Qingqing said, "Help me keep an eye on Chu Jingyan until I come back. Try not to let him come into contact with anyone during this period. Your palace is not peaceful either."

"Don't worry, my lord. I will ensure his safety."

Ji Wujiang watched Yun Qingqing's figure disappear and let out a long sigh.

It seems that I have been too lax in recent years. I didn't even notice the sect was secretly infiltrated in time, and I had to let the master worry about these things.

He came to the window, looking down at the entire Seven Stars Hall, and a hint of coldness gradually appeared in his eyes.

It's time to reorganize the sect and clean up the mess.

…

Yun Qingqing flashed and came directly to the door of Xiao Changheng's room.

She raised her hand and knocked on the door.

After a moment.

"What is it?"

A man's light voice came from inside, and it sounded a little far away.

"It's me." Yun Qingqing heard the sound of water and realized that he was probably taking a bath, so she didn't rush him and just waited quietly.

Although she was still thinking about Pingzhou, when she heard his voice, she suddenly remembered how he looked when he was drunk last night, and the corners of her lips couldn't help but curl up.

The sound of water in the room subsided, followed by the sound of clothes rubbing against each other. Soon, steady footsteps approached and the door opened.

Xiao Changheng was wearing a robe over his light clothes, his black hair was loose and untied, still wet with moisture, his cold and pale face was elegant and his long eyelashes drooped slightly, and he looked at her with eyes as dark as ink.

Yun Qingqing blinked, and his well-behaved appearance last night suddenly flashed through her mind, and her heart skipped a beat.

What happened? Although the face is still the same, the feeling of this person has completely changed.

"Is there something?" Seeing that she didn't speak, Xiao Changheng spoke in a calm voice.

Yun Qingqing was stunned.

She frowned and thought for a while before she realized that the word "alien" was written all over this person's face.