Chapter 18:18 The rabbit's ears are nice to touch
Wen Lanzhi slept for a very long time and was really sleepy.
After waking up, she found that her head hurt a lot. She knocked it, but it still hurt.
Maybe she was still sleepy, so she fell on the bed and continued to sleep until the headache went away.
Wu Ciyan waited outside the execution ground for a long time, only entering when it was completely quiet. He gathered up Shi Ju's remaining soul and headed straight to the reincarnation hall in the underworld. He passed through the front hall, skipping the physical examination line, and went straight to the last checkpoint - the reincarnation bridge.
Walk over and you will reach the mortal world.
He opened the bottle, and a vague soul swayed twice at the bottle mouth and then came out.
She was stunned for a long time before she could clearly see the scene in front of her.
Wu Ciyan said, "Once you cross the bridge, you won't remember anything. Do you have any other wishes? Please tell me."
Shi Ju forced a smile and said, "Nothing else, thank you, thank you."
Wu Ciyan said, "Your soul is severely damaged. After reincarnation, you will be disabled. You may be blind, lame, or mute. If you don't want to reincarnate, you can make your own choice after I'm gone. But no matter what, we will be strangers from now on."
Shi Ju lowered his head, collected his emotions, and smiled, looking up. "I've thought about it. The reason I've ended up like this is because I didn't know people well enough. I was too naive, like an idiot. I need to pay the price for my actions. I know that, and I have nothing to complain about. I still have a wisp of soul left, which is good enough, very good enough."
She couldn't wipe the tears from her face, nor could she stop the sobs in her throat, "Once I cross this bridge, there will be no more Shiju in this world."
Wu Ciyan pulled out a handkerchief that Wen Lanzhi had given him earlier, already washed. He handed it over and said, "It's just a change of name. You're still you. Your soul will slowly heal itself during the reincarnation process. Even though it's slow, it will eventually become whole again. After hundreds of reincarnations, you'll still be healthy. Also, Yuehua is dead."
She tried to put on a smile, but couldn't lift her lips. She said, "Thank you, thank you. I'm leaving. I don't want to be immersed in sadness anymore. I want to finish this life quickly. I'm leaving."
She then said, "By the way, can you give me the handkerchief? I want it to accompany me across the bridge."
Wu Ciyan said, "I think it's okay. This handkerchief belongs to Wen Lanzhi. She likes you very much. If she knew that her handkerchief could accompany you across the bridge, she would be very happy."
"Well, thank you." She wiped her tears with a handkerchief. "You must live well. You must live well."
Wu Ciyan nodded and said, "We will live well, and you will live well too. I have something else I want to ask you."
Shi Ju asked, "What?"
Wu Ciyan asked, "Does your benefactor, Wen Lanzhi, know how to use a sword?"
Shi Ju was stunned for a moment and said, "Yes."
Wu Ciyan said: "Okay, thank you, I understand, you can go now."
He watched her cross the bridge and disappear on the other side. Only after he was sure that nothing would happen again did he leave.
When he arrived at Murong Palace, it was already early morning and Wen Lanzhi was still asleep.
She woke up once and ran to Murong's bed, shouting that there was thunder outside and she was scared. She insisted on sleeping with Murong. Murong had no choice but to give her half of the bed and quilt and help her cover her ears, but it was of no use. She did not fall asleep again until the thunder punishment ended.
Murong asked softly, "Do you want to go to sleep?"
Wu Ciyan said, "It's no problem for me to not sleep for ten days or half a month."
Murong placed the embroidery in her hand on the table and said, "How is Shiju?"
Wu Ciyan picked up her embroidery, looked at it, and said, "What else can I do? I'll just cross the bridge and be reincarnated. At least my soul is saved. Actually, I'm worried. Do you think she might not want to live anymore? I'm meddling in her affairs."
"It depends on the person." Murong sighed, "Some people lie in a pile of gold and wish they could die immediately, while others want to live even if they only have one steamed bun to eat every day. Some people have shallow obsessions, while others have deep obsessions. I don't know whether you are doing good or evil, but since you have already done it, let her choose for herself as for the rest."
Wu Ciyan said, "You haven't finished embroidering this handkerchief yet? I saw you embroidering this last time."
Murong snatched it away and said, "I call this meticulous craftsmanship."
She began to embroider again. "The main thing is, I don't have errands every day, so when I have free time, I just want to kill some time. Instead of wasting so much fabric embroidering, I might as well do some delicate work, save materials, and improve my skills. The male gods in heaven disdain these things, but I think it's quite amusing, maybe because I'm a woman."
"Eh—that's not necessarily true." Wu Ciyan leaned back and took a bite of an apple. "Even if a man wants to play with this thing, he doesn't dare admit it for fear of being laughed at. If he really wants to play with it, he will buy it secretly and hide it at home to play with it secretly. How pitiful."
Murong was amused by him, "They will only tell you that no man would like embroidery."
Wu Ciyan said, "Well, they are quite narrow-minded. There are so many men in the world, but they can only see the small piece of land in front of them."
Wu Ciyan suddenly sat up and said, "Since you have nothing to do, why don't you do me a favor?"
Murong raised her eyebrows and asked, "What do you want to do now?"
Wu Ciyan said, "Do you have anything in heaven that can restore consciousness? It would be best if all memories could be restored."
Murong said "Oh" meaningfully and said, "Then I know what you are going to do."
Wu Ciyan said, "I think it's very likely that we knew each other before. Since I can't figure out how to use Jinyu, if I can help her recover her memory, I can also regain my previous obsession."
Murong poured cold water on him, "Unfortunately, no. Consciousness can grow back over time, but memories within it are gone forever. Your memories, and Shiju's, were obscured by overly powerful spells, so they can be stimulated with magic weapons. But Zhizhi's memories, along with her consciousness, have been reduced to ashes and cannot be retrieved."
Wu Ci Yan sighed. He also knew that in Wen Lanzhi's case, it was possible to restore her consciousness, but it was completely impossible to recover her memory. However, he still did not give up and wanted to ask.
What if they once had a vow of love that would last for seven lifetimes, and he was the only one who remembered it, how boring that would be.
Maybe the little rabbit played with him for two days just because he was good-looking, and after a few days he found someone better-looking and went to repay the favor.
A flying letter floated down and Wu Ci Yan caught it.
Murong asked, "Who? Parrot Old Ten?"
Wu Ciyan said, "Lanlan asked me if I was still in the mortal world. If I was, she wanted to eat wontons and asked me to bring them to her."
"Is she awake?" Murong peeked inside, but didn't see the little rabbit hopping around. "She's still lying in bed, right?"
Wu Ciyan stood up and said, "Okay, I'll go buy her some wontons."
"You go there in person—" Murong's tone was quite intriguing.
Wu Ciyan spread his hands and said, "I broke someone's handkerchief, so I went to buy her another one to compensate her."
Not long after Wu Ciyan left, Wen Lanzhi came out, "Sister Murong! I asked Wu Ciyan to bring me some wontons when he comes back. Do you want to eat some? Do you want him to bring you some too?"
Murong put away her embroidery and said, "Oh, I usually can't even get him to do anything. Our Zhizhi is the best. Then ask him to bring me some. I want to eat it too."
"Okay!" Wen Lanzhi took out another piece of Feishu and ran back to write.
Murong called out softly, "Zhizhi, I asked someone to buy you some new clothes. Try them on to see if they fit you. You're going back to the Demon Realm's Imperial City today. I packed some money for you. Keep it safe and don't lose it."
"Okay! Thank you, Sister Murong."
There is more than one country in the world, and more than one emperor, so there is more than one imperial city.
There is more than one demon king in the demon world. Shanhei and Shiju can both be considered demon kings, just with different sizes, but there is only one in the imperial city.
Because the word "Huang" is the name of this city. Before Wu Ciyan lived here, it was also called Huangcheng, no different from Pucheng, Liucheng, and Yuecheng. Why was it named this? It is said that a demon king once settled here and named the city Huangcheng. However, after the demon king died, the city's name was not changed, so it has been called this ever since.
Wu Ci Yan settled here because there was a ready-made palace of the Demon King to live in. Although it was a bit old, it could be used after renovation.
The monsters in the imperial city all said that their fake imperial city had become a real imperial city.
Wen Lanzhi was listening attentively to Parrot Twelve's words when she was suddenly put her arm around the shoulders and walked to the other side of the street.
Wu Ciyan said, "We came back just in time. Tomorrow is the Monster Realm Festival, there will be a lot of fun things to do."
"Wow!" Wen Lanzhi happily leaned over and touched her forehead with his. "The Demon Realm Celebration? During the celebration a few years ago, we all had to dance in the restaurant, and we could only leave after dancing. Every time we went out, everyone went back to sleep."
Wu Ciyan said, "The demon world celebration in the Imperial City is a little different from your place. The demon world celebration is held on the anniversary of the death of the demon world's guardian god. The demons will carry my demon statue and wander the streets for three whole days. Before leaving, they must first come to the Imperial City, and I will personally light the candles on the demon statue to bless the demon world to continue to be peaceful next year. Didn't you only see the floats before, but not the lighting of the fire?"
Wen Lanzhi was so excited that she couldn't close her mouth. "Then I can see the ignition this year? Can you find a better seat for me? I want to stand in the front!"
Wu Ciyan tutted his words, tapped her head, and said, "What's so fun about just watching? Don't you want to stand on the platform with me and light the candles?"
Wen Lanzhi's heart was shocked. In front of so many monsters, on the stage that was being watched by everyone, she and Wu Ci Yan held the same torch and lit a candle.
Everyone could see her and Wu Ci Yan standing together.
She was so happy that she immediately buried her head in Wu Ci Yan's arms, her two long ears popping out and rubbing against his chest.
Wu Ci Yan pinched the tip of her ear and it was soft. He pinched it again and it was still soft.
It was nice to touch, he loved it.
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