Under normal circumstances, Yin Jue would not have taken a loss, but now he was in no mood to argue.

After a long time, he slowly said, "I don't want to risk everything for a fickle mortal."

Yin Jue kept his head down when he said this, so Yan Zixiu couldn't see his expression.

Yin Qinghe snorted when he heard this, "I don't think you are a bamboo monster, you should be a dog."

Yan Zixiu heard this and asked in confusion, "Master, what do you mean?"

"Don't they say that dog eyes can see things that ordinary people can't see? The two of us Taoists who know face reading didn't see that Lu Qiaobei was fickle, so how did he see it?"

When Yin Qinghe heard Yan Zixiu talk about this before, he felt that the bamboo monster's brain was simply confused by eighteen layers of old mother chili sauce.

If Lu Qiaobei was really heartless, Yan Zixiu would not care about him and would not even give them a chance to get to know each other.

Yin Qinghe stretched out her hand and lifted Yin Jue's chin, then pointed at Yan Zixiu and then at herself, "He is a god, and I am an immortal, which one of us did not abandon our families and careers to fall in love with a beautiful mortal?"

Yin Jue did not respond yet, but Yan Zixiu was choked, "Beautiful mortal..."

Yin Qinghe became more and more excited as she spoke, and did not pay any attention to her apprentice's reaction, "You are still a one after all, and the two of us are risking our old waists to be zeros, who is sacrificing more?"

"Risking our old waists..."

"Think about it if you want to, forget it if you don't, just don't regret it when the time comes."

Yin Qinghe gave a long speech, then stood up and pulled Yan Zixiu over and said, "Xiaowu, follow the master, we will go to erase Lu Qiaobei's memory."

After that, the two walked out of Zhuyuanzhai without looking back.

Yin Jue raised his head suddenly and shouted loudly: "Yan..."

Unfortunately, the two disappeared directly, and he really didn't have the slightest chance to regret.

It was almost 10 o'clock when he returned home. Yan Zixiu, who had just taken a bath, lay on the bed, observing Jing Shaoci without blinking.

Jing Shaoci originally wanted to let his little Taoist see enough, but before he could bear it for half a minute, he turned the man over on himself.

"Come on, it looks more handsome this way."

Yan Zixiu tilted his head, revealing a puzzled expression.

Jing Shaoci looked at his expression and asked, "What's wrong?"

"My master said that you and my uncle are both beautiful mortals, but I don't think so."

Jing Shaoci's appearance is indeed one of the best among mortals. Just like he said before, it is the kind of beauty that would cost you money to spend for a night of love.

But even so, Yan Zixiu still felt that the word "beautiful" did not fit her.

Jing Shaoci's forehead twitched when he heard this.

"Me and your uncle? Beauty?!"

Yan Zixiu nodded, "Yes, that's what the master said."

Jing Shaoci took a deep breath and said, "Let's not talk about me first. Does your uncle know that your master described him like this?"

Yan Zixiu frowned and thought for a while, "He should know. The master is just like you. He originally coaxed your uncle to the mountain because he thought he was good-looking."

Jing Shaoci immediately said, "How can this be the same as mine?"

"Do you and I want to rehash the past?"

Jing Shaoci coughed slightly and wisely chose to change the subject, "Then how did your master coax your uncle into getting him?"

"The uncle was originally a doctor in the town at the foot of the mountain. He was very skilled in medicine and often provided medical treatment and free medicine to the poor."

"Wait." Jing Shaoci raised his hand, "Your uncle is a very good doctor, why is he only a small doctor in the town?"

"I only know that my uncle's ancestors have been doctors for generations, but something happened in his grandfather's generation, and he has been in seclusion since then."

Yin Qinghe first met Xie Chence because he went down the mountain to buy medicine. As a result, he was amazed by the gentle and jade-like doctor at that time, and secretly vowed to trick him into his hands.

From then on, whether the eldest senior brother had diarrhea or the third senior brother sprained his ankle, Xie Chence came to Tianfeng Temple again and again with his medicine box on his back, and was particularly dedicated.

"Do you still remember the country gentleman who asked my second senior brother to find a marriage partner but refused to do so?"

Jing Shaoci pinched his earlobe, "Remember, your master scolded the lady and slapped her."

"Yeah." A smile flashed across Yan Zixiu's eyes, "When my master was scolding, my uncle happened to pass by."

At that time, Yin Qinghe turned around and saw Xie Chence. He was stunned for a moment and then ran away. He kept his head down when he went back. He felt that he must have looked ferocious in the eyes of the young doctor.

Unexpectedly, Xie Chence came to Tianfeng Temple that night and stayed there for a long time.

Jing Shaoci heard this and said, "Your uncle... likes the way your master scolds people?"

"Of course not." Yan Zixiu looked at him and said, "Because my uncle liked my master at first sight."

After he finished speaking, Jing Shaoci raised his head and kissed him on the mouth, saying, "Then it's the same as us."

Yan Zixiu pushed him back, "How is it the same? I didn't dare to be attracted to you when I first saw you, I just wanted to have a full meal."

Although it was the truth, Jing Shaoci felt particularly hurt when he heard it.

"Eat a full meal?" He suddenly turned over, pressed Yan Zixiu down and said, "Then I will let you have a full meal now."

Yan Zixiu subconsciously raised his leg to block it, but he didn't expect his knee to hit the bull's eye.

Jing Shaoci immediately broke out in a cold sweat from the pain, and he groaned while covering the injured area.

Yan Zixiu immediately got up and was about to help him relieve the pain.

As a result, Jing Shaoci grabbed his hand and pressed it down, "Rub it well for me."

****

After breakfast the next day, Yan Zixiu went straight to find Lu Qiaobei.

When the other party opened the door and saw him, his eyes lit up for a moment, but then dimmed again.

"Brother Yan."

After entering, Yan Zixiu said straight to the point: "I and Yin have decided to end it in five months. If he has not changed his mind by the time the deadline is up, I will erase the memory of him in your sea of ​​consciousness."

Lu Qiaobei's hands hanging by his side trembled for a moment, and after a long time he said: "Did he ask for it?"

"No, I proposed it." Yan Zixiu's eyes fell on his fingertips, "But I went to see him yesterday, and he didn't show any intention of coming back."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Qiaobei's tears overflowed from his eyes. He laughed, then raised his head and said, "Brother Yan, why do you think he dislikes me so much?"

Yan Zixiu could not answer this question and could only remain silent.

Lu Qiaobei wiped his face, and although he was extremely sad, he forced himself to raise the corners of his lips and said, "Maybe my likes are just garbage in his eyes. He didn't even want to pick them up from beginning to end."

As he spoke, tears rolled down his face, but Lu Qiaobei seemed to be numb. He smiled and said to Yan Zixiu, "Brother Yan, please help me forget him."

Yan Zixiu stepped forward, raised his hand and gently placed it on his shoulder, "Xiaobei, from today on, you will no longer be in love with him."

A few minutes later, the door of Lu Qiaobei's house slammed to the ground.

Yin Jue ran in with a pale face, shouting, "Lu Qiaobei, Lu Qiao..."

His voice stopped abruptly because Yan Zixiu appeared in front of him.

"Yin Jue, you are one step late."