"I'm not going down."
"Wu Gang chopping down the cassia tree?" Wen Jingge pointed at the bare tree. "Who knows, maybe after I fill in the hole, the tree will grow back?"
NIO's right eyelid kept twitching: "Get down! Go away! Don't come up again."
"Oh." Wen Jingge looked at the shattered altar below, hesitated for a moment, and glanced at Liang Si, who had returned to normal. "By the way, where's that bone?"
“Here it is.” NIO pulled out two bones from his body. “One is mine, and the other is Qi Yun’s. Tianji has no physical form, so he doesn’t have one. I don’t know about Qi Yun. At that time, I was focused on hiding.”
"I don't want yours, it's weird."
"Aren't you fucking filthy?" NIO rolled her eyes at her, wiping the bone on her body in disgust. "Get lost!"
"Oh, I jumped!"
"return!"
Wen Jingge turned around, but instead of calling him, Weilai tapped Liang Si on the forehead and said, "There's a child here, don't talk nonsense."
Wen Jingge's furrowed brows slowly relaxed, as if she had discovered something, and suddenly realized, "Are you thinking about where God created man and where men and women came from?"
NIO glared at her fiercely. To be honest, he didn't believe that this person with a screw loose hadn't thought of it, but she acted as if it were perfectly natural!
"Ha! You've lived for tens of thousands of years and you still haven't gotten married?"
Wei Lai decided to ignore her. Before leaving, he kicked Wen Jingge: "Go back to Xuan Yun Sect! Something big has happened, and you're still bothering me!"
"I'll tell you a secret!" Wen Jingge shouted as she fell, looking up at the sky. "I've found a way to mobilize powerful forces without any cultivation."
"Master...were you...were you speaking just now?"
Liang Si looked blankly at the person lying next to him. He vaguely remembered that he had gone somewhere with Qiao Yu, and that his master had taken his junior brother there...
He seemed to have drunk a lot of alcohol; his body felt incredibly heavy, and even standing up was a struggle.
"Yes, it was me speaking." Wen Jingge's mind was also a little confused.
However, when Gou Chen returned to her, those lost memories suddenly came back.
"Oh, is that so!" she said to herself. "Let's go! Let's get out of here quickly, I don't know how late I'll be back."
"Master!" Liang Si cried out, clinging to Wen Jingge's back, "Why is it so dark here? And there's a white light in the sky! Where is this? Is it the Xuan Yun Sect? If it is, why haven't I been here before?"
"You're drunk, and those are the stars in the sky. Because you're drunk, you see them as a line."
"Master!" Qiao Yu's voice rang out from above the crack, "Master, give me your hand, I'll pull you up."
"How did we end up here?" Wen Jingge remembered that Qiao Yu went up with the altar, but she let Qiao Yu escape in the end.
Now that Liang Si's memory has been erased by NIO, has Qiao Yu's memory been erased by someone?
"Our master has been missing for several days. It was the aura of Gouchen that led us here."
"You guys?" Wen Jingge glanced at the little old man next to Qiao Yu. "Who is he?"
“A few days ago, when I went down the mountain to look for my master, I met an old man. He was being chased by a leopard at the time, and he told me that he saw a figure coming this way.”
"Oh." Wen Jingge pretended to believe her. "Where's your junior brother?"
“Junior Brother…” Qiao Yu scratched his head and gave a simple smile. “Junior Brother has fallen ill for some reason. I couldn’t find Uncle Fan, so I had to write down some prescriptions with the senior brothers and sisters on the mountain and feed him medicine. He’s still asleep now.”
"Has anything happened on the mountain while I was away?"
"Yes, Master's hearse is missing."
"Um?"
"There were only tire tracks on the ground; the hearse was gone."
"Oh well. If it's gone, it's gone! We'll build another one next time."
Seeing his magnanimity, Qiao Yu seemed relieved. "Master, this old man has some injuries on his legs. I'll carry my senior brother back first. Could you take a look?"
"Okay!" Wen Jingge nodded threateningly and stepped forward in a pretentious manner. "Please lift your legs so I can take a closer look. I used to have studied some pharmacology."
"This old man has caused trouble for the Immortal Venerable. I wonder if my leg injury can still be healed!"
"Your leg injury won't heal, because I'm going to knock you flying!"
The voice came from behind the old man, while Wen Jingge in front of him was still slowly examining the injury on his leg.
"Hmm?" The old man frowned, his eyes darting around, gleaming like a shrewd mouse. "Why are there two?"
"I unexpectedly learned a bit about creating clones, 'non-existent,' the fortune teller. Is that interesting?"
The old man stroked his beard. "I don't know what the Immortal Venerable is talking about."
“You’re the one who brought my apprentice down the mountain.” Wen Jingge pointed to her head. “This face of yours is mine. After your memories are fully restored, I will be connected to this ill-fated relationship because of this face.”
The old man sighed, "Should I run away now?"
“Yes.” Wen Jingge rolled up her sleeves. “Since you like playing the mouse so much, I’ll be the cat teasing the mouse.”
Old man: ……
After a while, perhaps because there were too many cats, he lay down on the ground and roared, "You don't respect the elderly and care for the young!"
"I kill with my key, so you have to call me great-grandmother."
Old man: ……
He ran around for a while longer, then said, "If you're so capable, why don't you just create one clone?"
"Sorry! I saw a glimmer of hope there, and suddenly realized that using hundreds of clones at once is pretty cool."
"No, no, no, this shouldn't be happening." The old man said as he ran. Several times when he was about to be caught by Wen Jinge's clone, he chose to use earth escape.
"How could every single one of your clones be so strong? You must still have a weakness. Where is it?"
"What's wrong?"
"No one in this world is without flaws."
"What if there is? Could it be killing?"
"Killing has a weakness, and the weakness of killing is—"
“Lu Wei.” Wen Jingge smiled. “Right? It was Lu Wei. So later, whether it was gods or immortals, they all focused their attention on Lu Wei, and he had long been determined to die for the killing.”
The old man opened his mouth, his breathing becoming increasingly rapid. "Yes! That's how it is, but, but it has nothing to do with me... I, I'm just a petty person who steals time and studies the secrets of heaven."
"Then why study the secrets of heaven? Is it because you are a wisp of the soul of the heavenly secrets? Your messenger on earth? A diviner? A fortune teller?"
The old man lay prostrate on the ground, finally making up his mind. He laid his hand down and held up one finger: "One question."
"ask."
"Who were you, the one I fought against in my previous lives?"
"I don't know, but it's not hard to guess. Let me ask my question first."
"Ask away, and I'll tell you if I know the answer. I was created to kill myself; perhaps we can join forces."
"You think you're worthy of my attention, you defeated opponent?" Wen Jingge rolled her eyes at him. "I want to know how Lu Wei died."
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