Qinqi Palace.
After Xiao Chenyan finished his work, he felt a little tired. He wanted to rest his head with his hand, but fell asleep without realizing it.
Baisui gently placed the tea beside him and motioned for everyone to leave.
In a trance, Xiao Chenyan fell into dream again.
He saw himself, or rather, Cang Ming, in his dream.
At this moment, he had a feeling that this was not the first time he had seen this 'self', but when had he met him before?
Why can't he remember anything?
Almost without hesitation, the blood-red spear condensed in Xiao Chenyan's hand and pierced straight through the vast ocean in front of him.
The next moment, severe pain surged from Xiao Chenyan's chest.
It felt like a big hole was torn in his heart.
Cang Ming looked at him indifferently, neither happy nor angry, ignoring the blood-red spear piercing his chest, and walked towards him.
"I have cut myself thousands of times, but I cannot forget myself, and it is difficult for me to achieve enlightenment."
He raised his hand, his fingers hovering over the big hole in Xiao Chenyan's heart.
"I am you, you are me, you are the way of all living things, this way is complete."
"You will become me, and become my Tao..."
When Cang Ming's hand was about to touch Xiao Chen Yan's chest, a red line grabbed Xiao Chen Yan's hand and also pulled Cang Ming's hand away.
Cang Ming turned his head and stared at the red line on his wrist, seemingly puzzled.
A slight ripple appeared on that handsome face that looked exactly like Xiao Chenyan, and the next moment, Xiao Chenyan disappeared.
Only Cangming remained.
He looked at the red line quietly, his golden and jade-like face showed no emotion at all, and his eyes were as deep as the sea.
He murmured softly, "Arakshasas."
Every word she spoke was lingering, as if calling out to her beloved, but her eyes were heartless, without the slightest hint of tenderness.
"It's you, after all."
I am in trouble.
I have the opportunity.
In the Qinqi Palace, Xiao Chenyan opened his eyes, rubbed his eyebrows, and didn't know how he fell asleep.
It seems like I had a dream a while ago, but what was in the dream?
He couldn't remember it again.
Suddenly, Xiao Chenyan's eyes hesitated. Why was it 'again'?
When was the last time you woke up from a dream and forgot about it?
While thinking, he smelled a familiar scent. When he looked up, he saw Qing Wu appeared beside him, staring at him with a frown.
"What did you say just now?" Qing Wu moved her wrist, "Our hands have moved."
Xiao Chenyan's eyes moved slightly, "I fell asleep."
Qing Wu looked him up and down in confusion. She reached out to pinch his face and touched his forehead. Everything there was normal. Then she tried to pry open Xiao Chenyan's mouth to check his teeth.
Xiao Chenyan pulled her claws off and said with a sullen face, "Are you picking animals?"
"If animals are as good-looking as you, I would have to pick thousands of them," Qing Wu teased. After saying that, she took his hand and looked at his face: "Strange, I can't see any disease in him, nor does he look unlucky."
"What do you think?"
Xiao Chenyan thought for a moment, "There is an anomaly. I seem to have dreamed, but I forgot it after waking up. And this should not be the first time."
Qing Wu's smile disappeared instantly, and she said seriously, "When was the last time? Why didn't you say it? Xiao Chenyan, when did you become so unconscious?"
The man knew he was in the wrong and didn't try to make excuses.
"I was careless..."
Qing Wu didn't go for it this time. She sat in his arms and said seriously, "You are such a cunning old man. It's not normal for you to be careless."
As she spoke, she moved closer to him and touched her forehead with his.
"Chou Yantai, relax a little, I'm about to come in..."
Xiao Chenyan: “…” I always feel that this sounds a bit weird.
He naturally wanted to enter into his soul and find out the truth.
He was never on guard against her.
Close your eyes and let Qing Wu do whatever she wants.
Qing Wu's lips gently pressed against his, and as their lips and teeth touched, Qing Wu's soul power penetrated into his body, bringing the scent of iris into the depths of Xiao Chenyan's soul.
For the gods and ghosts, the soul is far more important than the body.
The soul is both the most powerful and the most fragile.
Qing Wu's soul power searched every corner of Xiao Chenyan's soul, trying to find clues, but found nothing unusual.
It was as if she and Xiao Chenyan were really frightened.
And in Xiao Chenyan's soul, even Qing Wu's spiritual power could not search into the deepest corners, just like the 'dream' that Xiao Chenyan could never remember, that space still existed.
Cang Ming stood quietly in it.
After Xiao Chenyan's consciousness left him, he seemed to have fallen asleep as well, but he opened his eyes the moment Qing Wu's soul power entered his body.
Cang Ming's expression remained unchanged, until... a strange touch appeared on his lips.
He smelled the scent of irises, tinged with cold snow.
The fragrance enveloped him tightly.
Cang Ming blinked gently, and a gorgeous face appeared in front of him.
Cang Ming looked at the other person's eyes and eyebrows carefully, but he was not surprised. He never cared about external things.
He had seen this face before.
But at that time she had just been born from the underworld.
From the moment she opened her eyes in the underworld, Cang Ming saw her. Across the sky, across heaven and earth, he was the first one to see her full appearance.
From then on, he felt something.
His fate is about to come.
If you can cross, you will achieve enlightenment.
If you can’t, you will become a demon.
He had tried thousands of times to avoid this disaster, but there was no way around it.
Cang Ming raised his hand, trying to dispel the iris scent that enveloped his soul, and also trying to wipe away the strange and unfamiliar touch on his lips.
The woman's murmurs echoed in the fragrance of flowers and in his soul.
"I didn't find it..."
"Inkstone, your spirit smells so good, I want to take a bite."
The voice said this, and then actually did it.
Cang Ming felt a slight pain on his lips, as if he was bitten by something.
He frowned slightly, and the moment he raised his hand, the pain and touch on his lips and even the fragrance around him receded like the tide, disappearing without a trace, as if they had never appeared.
But has it really never appeared?
Cang Ming raised his hand and gently wiped his lips, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter, as if he was thinking about something.
"I believe that the Supreme Forgetfulness of Love."
"Love is a curse upon you. Do I want to forget you?"
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