There is a lamp hanging in the tent, and the warm yellow light spreads over the 13-square-meter space.

The Four Pillars Sect had already made preparations for camping in the wild. The convoy brought such a large inflatable tent for the camp, which was formed by one-piece air columns. In addition to the bed, it could also fit a small sofa and a small wine table. It was like a mobile cabin.

Wei Xi sat on the bed, her legs in stockings on the carpet, her hands on the edge of the bed, looking relaxed as if she had returned to her bedroom. But under her maid outfit, her nerves were tense, her heart was pounding, and she was so nervous that she felt like she had entered a devil's cave.

"Want to drink?"

“No!”

Ash glanced at her, wondering if this guy was so excited about being promoted to demigod that even his voice became so sonorous. He picked up the kettle and poured two glasses of water. When he sat down on the air mattress, Vichy almost jumped up from the bed.

“This bed is very springy.”

Wei Xi explained calmly, took the cup and drank it all, fanning his neck, "Isn't it a bit hot here? Why don't we go outside to talk about it——"

"Is it hot?" Ash was a little surprised. The temperature he felt was only around 10 degrees Celsius. Or were elves cold-blooded creatures? "You can take off your clothes."

"ah?"

"It's no wonder you're hot in such a thick maid outfit." Ash took out a small notebook and looked through its contents. "Actually, I'm quite surprised why you're still wearing a maid outfit when you return to reality."

"Because this is not real clothing." Vichy showed him his long white gloves, which turned into flames and disappeared in the blink of an eye: "This is clothing woven with Zhishou Fire. It can be transformed into any clothing as I wish."

"So you've actually never worn any clothes?" Ash said casually.

Logically, she should have answered, "Yes, Master, do you want to see inside?" to tease him, but when the words reached her throat, Vichy's lips moved slightly, and she answered inexplicably, "She is wearing underwear inside."

"There's something I've always wanted to ask," Ash said, "How did you end up here? Our real bodies are not in the same place at all."

"Ash, have you forgotten that we are all soul bodies now?" Vichy said, "When we formed our soul bodies, our real bodies disappeared, leaving only the demigod bodies that conquered death. Although we were not together before, I followed you back, so I came to your side too."

Ash nodded, glanced at her pink curly twintails, and said, "But you don't wear a maid outfit with this hair color in real life, do you?"

"Since I can't break free from the chains, I can only continue to be your maid." Wei Xi curled her hair with her fingers: "As for the hair color... didn't you say you don't like me to have red hair? So I also used Zhishou Fire to change my hair color."

Ash was silent for a moment and closed the notebook in his hand, "So I said these words."

Vichy didn't pay attention to Ash's mumbling. She glanced outside the tent and reminded him kindly, "Master, if we don't go out, some people might get anxious..."

"I just didn't want Sword Princess and the others to know, so I let you in." Ash said, "Only you and I can accomplish this."

When Ash came closer, Vichy pressed her legs together and tensed them, as if she was going to run away like a cheetah in the next second. But she still managed to maintain a calm expression and asked with ease: "You mean, neither the Sword Princess nor the Witch can do it, only I can...satisfy you?"

"That's right." Ash nodded: "Only you have this ability."

Vichy immediately turned his head away, and felt a shiver running from his tailbone to his pituitary gland. His cheeks were burning hot and even his breathing became disordered.

Is it true? Sword Lady, Witch, and Silver Lantern are all outside. How dare Ash be so brave? Or did the dream awaken some strange attributes in him, and his personality changed completely?

"I need you to check my memory." Ash said, "Only you, a demigod of the soul, can confirm the authenticity of my memory."

Vichy stopped thinking about it and looked at Ash who had a serious face. The corner of his mouth twitched: "Check the memory? That's all?"

"It's not that simple." Ash raised his eyebrows. "I know you all think I have mental problems, but even if I'm crazy and my memory is distorted, you should be able to see through it at a glance, right? But if even you don't find that there is something wrong with my memory, does that mean that the 'Igula' and 'Harvey' in my memory really existed?"

"Then why did you hide it from Jian Ji and the others?"

"They can't check my memory like you can, they'll just think I'm even crazier."

Ash sighed, "Moreover, so many things that I am familiar with have suddenly disappeared from this world. I am not sure if my memory has been tampered with... Only you, as a ghost prophet, can help me distinguish between illusion and reality."

Wei Xi was startled, and her whole body relaxed instantly. Her hips, which had been afraid to sit down completely, pressed an oval depression on the mattress. She crossed her legs and thought for a while, then said, "It's not a big problem. As long as you recall the past in your mind, I should be able to retrieve the memory with the soul lock."

"But I need close contact to get a clear and complete memory." Vichy tapped her lips and winked at Ash seductively, "For example, kissing..."

"Can."

When Ash's hands grabbed her arms, Vichy shuddered. Ash and she were so close that their noses seemed to touch. He didn't seem to have blow-dried his hair, and there was still steam on the ends of his hair. The sight from his dark eyes was like a chain that entangled her. Perhaps because she knew that he had both the Soul Heaven and the Supreme Tail Feather, Vichy suddenly found that this fool seemed quite good-looking.

But the plot isn't like this, shouldn't Ash be very resistant, and then she takes the opportunity to say 'holding hands is okay', and then draws circles on his palm to tease him!

"Come on." Ash closed his eyes and retrieved all his memories about Igula and Harvey: "I'm ready."

At this point, Vichy could only take a deep breath, put his arms around Ash's neck, and said in a soft and seductive voice: "Then I'm coming."

She leaned forward, slightly opened her red lips, and then -

Kiss Ash's upper lip.

He kissed her lower lip again.

Then he let him go.

"......?" Ash opened his eyes and looked at her in confusion: "I haven't finished my memories yet? And your kiss was so shallow, will it really work?"

Vichy's eyes lit up, and he nodded quickly, saying, "Yes, I also found that a shallow kiss is not very effective. It must be a deep kiss to ensure the clarity of the memory, and it must be initiated by you. But aren't you afraid that I will dominate you? After all, I am a ghost prophet, so I-"

Before Vichy could finish the sentence "figure out a way to hold hands", Ash interrupted her immediately and said, "No problem for me."

"As long as you can help me distinguish the real from the fake, I will accept being dominated by you by accident." He grabbed Vichy's shoulders and pulled her in front of him: "Are you ready?"

Vichy's lips trembled, and he could only force out an expression of indifference: "I'm ready."

The Ghost Prophet cannot admit defeat, and cannot be found out of his bluff. If you can't even do what you say, how can others believe that you will really kill his entire family?