Chapter 442 She Lied to Them
Zhu Chuideng is a very straightforward person, without any complicated thoughts. Now that something has happened, he has no intention of letting it go lightly.
"Aunt, please explain clearly."
Ye Xiaoman had already started throwing a tantrum in her mind.
How can I explain it clearly? Her lips were touching Jiaying's. Does that mean kissing upon meeting is a unique etiquette in my hometown, and things are not what you saw?
How could Zhu Chuideng be so ignorant?
If he saw something he shouldn't have seen, couldn't he just pretend he didn't see it? Why did he have to ask her specifically, making it awkward for both of them?
Zhu Chuideng didn't care that Ye Xiaoman's other hand was still held by Jiaying. He pinched Ye Xiaoman's waist in front of Jiaying and pressed her on the big dye vat.
His right hand was on the bamboo pole next to the dye vat, trapping her in the limited space in front of him.
He bent down his tall body, lowered his head and approached her, his eyes red, and squeezed out a voice from the depths of his throat like a wounded beast: "Aunt, tell me."
In Ye Xiaoman's mind, she transformed into a groundhog, banging her head and screaming.
Is it time for the red-eyed literature of pinching waists? Didn’t you see that Jiaying’s pupils are emitting death rays?
Fortunately, Jiaying remembered her instructions. Maybe he was still recovering from the fight, or maybe he was charging up a big move, so he behaved quite restrainedly. When he saw Zhu Chuideng's hand grabbing her waist, he did not cripple Zhu Chuideng's hand immediately. Instead, he silently released his spiritual energy and pried Zhu Chuideng's fingers apart.
Zhu Chuideng was also very tough. The cultivator had bent his finger joints to the point that they were almost deformed, but he still refused to let go.
"Speak, speak~" Ye Xiaoman repeated Zhu Chuideng's words in a low voice. One of her wrists was in Jiaying's hand, and her waist was held in Zhu Chuideng's palm. Jiaying was on the left, and Zhu Chuideng was in front.
Her eyes looked around and she hummed softly.
"I want to ask if you dare to love me like you said~"
Jiaying hesitated to speak, and Ye Xiaoman guessed that he had a lot to ask.
Zhu Chuideng urged anxiously, "Aunt, please be serious."
Ye Xiaoman: "Hmm?"
I'm a serious person. I just got nervous and had that old habit of having to find something to do.
She sighed softly.
"Jiaying, put him down."
Jiaying had been waiting for these words. With a flick of his sleeve, a ruthless magical power flew out like a sharp blade, fiercely hitting Zhu Chuideng's forehead.
Zhu Chuideng fell down with a sound, and when he passed out, there was an unwilling expression on his face.
Ye Xiaoman had no choice but to ask the boss for help.
She sent a message over a thousand miles, waking Jing Zhui from his deep sleep.
[Boss, I need your help in modifying Zhu Chuideng's memory.]
Before Jing Zhui was woken up by Ye Xiaoman, he was having a beautiful dream. In the dream, he got Zhu Chuideng's treasure and did whatever he wanted. His mortal enemy knelt at his feet and cried bitterly. He was in a very happy mood.
Jing Zhui asked confusedly: [Why?]
Ye Xiaoman was rather embarrassed: [I was chatting with Jiayingchun when Zhuchuideng caught me. He had already seen through my true identity.]
Jing Zhui immediately woke up: [? ]
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The ghost lord Zhu Chuideng used the land deed to teleport, shrinking the earth into an inch, and traveled thousands of miles to Huangquan Ferry.
He directly opened the ghost prison and came to the black water land.
The scene was in a mess, with traces of Jiaying's use of cause and effect to settle accounts with the monsters. He only took one look at it and his heart sank.
The gluttonous beast he had imprisoned here to guard his memories had disappeared, the wronged souls in the black water were fleeing everywhere, and the blood-red flowers of the other shore were withering in patches.
The ghost lord Zhu Chuideng stretched out his hand and grabbed into the void. The memories of the past here gathered into a drop of blood and dripped onto his finger.
He ate the blood bead and "saw" everything.
——The Taotie beast was defeated by Jiaying, exposing the memory village under its huge body. Ye Xiaoman, Jiaying and Yue Mushan fell into the village. Not long after, Jing Zhui also found this place.
The memory tracing finally stopped at Jing Zhui's expression. Before he dived into the memory, he turned around and smiled at somewhere. This last smile echoed in the void and was caught by Zhu Chuideng.
This provocative message was deliberately left for him by Jing Zhui.
The thing that the Ghost Lord was most worried about happened.
Without any hesitation, he sent out a stream of ghostly energy and quickly fell into the sea of blood.
The past was as complicated as clouds and smoke, yet as vivid as yesterday, and scenes flashed before the Ghost Lord.
He walked among the mountain villages, and what he saw were the most familiar rural mud houses. The crops were full of vitality that he loved, and the faces in his memory kept passing by him.
Every time he passed a place, everything that happened there was automatically updated in his mind.
What Jing Zhui did changed his memory beyond recognition.
He stopped before the fortifications at the entrance of the village.
There are two blurry figures in front of me.
When the young man Zhu Chuideng passed by the dirt road, Ye Xiaoman jumped out from the big rock beside the road, used the small rocks beside the road to solve the problem of height difference, and covered the young man Zhu Chuideng's eyes from behind.
"Guess who I am?"
A brilliant smile immediately appeared on the face of the young man Zhu Chuideng, and the ghost lord Zhu Chuideng couldn't bear to look at his smile. He simply couldn't imagine how he could have such a disgusting expression on his face.
The ghost lord Zhu Chuideng didn't want to see what was going to happen next, even though all the images flew into his head without him being able to refuse.
He quickly left this dark history place.
He walked into the village and stayed for a while at the well next to the village ancestral hall.
New memories are born here.
The young man Zhu Chuideng is helping the elderly and lonely people in the village by making new buckets for them to fetch water.
Ye Xiaoman moved a small stool and sat beside him, watching him work.
She started praising him, even for ordinary handicrafts, with stars in her eyes, praising him: "Blowing out the lantern, you are so versatile."
The young man Zhu Chuideng smiled shyly, "It's easy, I'll teach you."
The ghost master Zhu Chuideng stood behind the two phantoms and clearly saw the young man Zhu Chuideng holding Ye Xiaoman's hand from behind, and the two of them inevitably came into contact.
He saw clearly what the young man Zhu Chuideng was thinking. He couldn't help but want to touch her, but after touching her, a look of annoyance and regret flashed across his face.
The ghost lord Zhu Chuideng never knew that “he” could be so scheming and cunning.
He looked at it with a feeling of complete discomfort and passed by quickly.
People will have many memories in their lives, most of which are as short-lived as dew and forgotten as soon as they pass.
Only unforgettable memories can leave shadows of memories in different places like this.
As the Ghost Lord walked along, he was overwhelmed by the phantoms. He did not expect that after Ye Xiaoman entered the village, she would give him so many impressive new memories in such a short time.
The closer he got to the Zhu family, the denser the shadows of his memories became.
Countless shadows of young people blowing out lanterns were talking, more cheerfully and brightly than ever before.
"Auntie, the rice is too heavy. Let me carry it."
"Auntie, your feet must be sore. I'll carry you."
"Aunt, why are you looking at me and laughing?"
Aunt, aunt...
"Aunt, I love you."
He confirmed Ye Xiaoman's identity from these memories.
She is Jing Zhui's subordinate.
She lied to them.
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