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What will happen to us when the memory comes back

The people in Xiangcaishan were all concentrated in Tongming Hall. There was silence outside, with only the breeze blowing through the grass. Qin Chuan took a few steps and turned around and saw that no one caught up. Then he tore off a piece of white paper and cut it into two halves and dripped blood on it. The white paper instantly turned into two snow-white mice, rolling around on the ground, squeaking.

"Go and find Cuiya." She gave a low command, turned around and found a secluded place to sit down and wait.

In less than a moment, the two mice came back with a piece of black hair, screaming again, rolling on the spot, turning into two pieces of white paper, and it became weathered.

Qin Chuan pinched the strands of long hair, put them in front of his nose and sniffed it gently. In addition to osmanthus oil, there was also a faint fragrance. His brows couldn't help but frowned, and he got up to dust it off and walked towards the south.

Cuiya is sleeping on a big rock, the sun is warm, she has had some dreams and is smiling red.

Qin Chuan sat next to her and patted her. It took her half a day to wake up, rubbed her eyes and looked around blankly, muttering, "Huh? Sister Chuan? Why am I... why am I sleeping here?"

Qin Chuan smiled slightly: "I have to ask you, why is there no sign in just a while? What did that Fox Shijiu do to you?"

Cuiya scratched her head and thought for a long time, and said in confusion: "It's nothing... He asked me about my name, and then said that the first time he came to Kasui Mountain, I wanted to see other scenery, so I took him a few steps away and took a look. Then... Then I seemed to be sleepy and knew nothing."

Qin Chuan paused for a while, hesitated for a while, and asked again: "Then... are you feeling any discomfort?"

Cuiya was ignorant and moved her arms and twisted her neck: "No, it's good everywhere, it just seems that she hasn't woken up and is a little sleepy."

Qin Chuan pondered for a moment, then suddenly stood up and smiled, "It's fine, let's go, the banquet in Tongming Hall has begun. Haven't you been clamoring to watch singing and dancing?"

She always felt something was wrong in her heart, but she couldn't tell the reason, so she had to follow the excited Cuiya back to Tongming Palace. Zuo Zichen was probably yelled by her just now, and she felt that she had no face. She returned to the platform and sat with her disciples. She finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After the banquet, the mountain master, who was suppressed by the Dragon King's singing and dancing, finally found the opportunity to look up and politely invited the Dragon King to sit in Wanbao Pavilion. The Dragon King really agreed very readily. The two old immortals joined hands, each with their own thoughts but smiled and led the group to Wanbao Pavilion to set off for Wanbao Pavilion.

Wanbao Pavilion was dressed in a completely different way from what Fu Jiuyun showed her that day. A precious atmosphere of gold and silver came to her face. The large grid of red coral was originally replaced with a golden horse about three feet long, and its eyes were decorated with rubies. Even though it was exquisite and precious, it exuded a vulgarity.

All the things in the other grids have been replaced, either gems or pearls, and there is even a crystal tree that is transparent all over. Two immortal paintings on the wall have become the ancient painting of Saint Ping Jiazi's "The Best Beauty Picture". With this dressing, Wanbao Pavilion immediately dropped from elegant and beautiful to countless levels, and became the treasure room of the secular wealthy family.

The Dragon King looked at him and kept patting his big belly. After a long time, he slowly said: "Brother, are you all treasures? If you haven't seen each other for decades, you are afraid that you can't even get to the end of your life?"

The mountain master's face immediately changed: "Is it possible that Brother Long has any rare treasures that I have never seen before? Why not take them out and everyone will also open their eyes."

The Dragon King of Baihe smiled and took out a folding fan from his sleeve. As soon as he opened it, the jewel-like Wanbao Pavilion suddenly became dark. He slapped the fan slightly, and immediately countless translucent and sparkling petals floated down from the void, and the fragrance breeze made people almost drunk.

"The country of Dayan, which has been destroyed, was once famous for its craftsmanship. There was a genius named Gongzi Qi of Dayan. This man not only mastered music, but also made such a famous song as "The Song of the East Wind and Peach Blossoms", but also a master in the painting. He used unheard magic in the painting. Whatever he painted, as long as he spread the scroll, the people who saw the painting had an illusion that he was there. Brother, how about you seeing my fan? Even if you sell all the jewelry in your room, I am afraid you can't afford a fan of my fan?"

The Dragon King of Baihe waved the fan a few more proudly, flying the petals everywhere, then he closed them with great care and properly retracted them into his sleeve.

The mountain master laughed and turned around and ordered: "Jiuyun, let Lord Dragon King open his eyes."

Fu Jiuyun said respectfully, pressed the wall, and the dozens of huge Wanbao cabinets immediately retracted into the wall and flipped over. In an instant, the bright moon was in the sky, the cool breeze blew, and the fallen flowers were like snow.

The two pictures of beauty were replaced by "The Beautiful Scenery of Spring" and "The Bright Moon". Even though they were as gentle as those actors, they couldn't help but make an uproar, and the servants were even more fascinated by the sight. Many people tried to catch those petals, but they didn't believe it was just an illusion.

The Wanbao Pavilion was completely renewed. It was exactly what Qin Chuan saw that night. Where was there any vulgarity just now?

The mountain master smiled very modestly. Looking at the Dragon King's face that suddenly changed color, he asked slowly: "Brother Long, how do you think the two pictures of me are better than your fan?"

On the first day of the Dragon King's arrival, it almost dispersed. The Mountain Lord relied on the advantage of the host and made the Dragon King angry half-extinguished. Of course, it is unknown whether he was angry for being compared or because of jealousy.

Although Qin Chuan thinks this kind of fighting for wealth is boring, one is the mountain master and the other is the dragon king. The other is the money and burns, so no one can control it.

The banquet ended in a hurry that night, and the Dragon King left with a strange expression. The servants volunteered to leave to clean up the soup and bowls, which was a reward for the great compassion for the mountain master. After halfway through the cleaning, Cuiya said she was dizzy and left first. After coming out of Wanbao Pavilion in the afternoon, her face was always bad, she was extremely white, and it was very rare to be able to hold on until now.

Qin Chuan looked at her swaying away from Tongming Hall. When he walked to the door, Hu Shijiu chased after her and said a few words to her. Cui Ya was obviously very happy. She was patted by his head with love, and smiled like a child who had eaten candy.

Seeing that the two of them were walking side by side, Qin Chuan no longer cared about the work in his hands, put down the bowls and chopsticks and wanted to chase after him quietly. Fu Jiuyun, who had ignored her all day, suddenly called out from behind: "Xiaochuan'er."

The tone of the tone is as ambiguity as it is, which attracted everyone in the hall to pay attention.

She subconsciously felt her scalp numb and she didn't dare not face it, so she had to turn around and salute: "What are the instructions of Lord Jiuyun?"

Fu Jiuyun walked over with a smile, glanced at Zuo Zichen not far away, suddenly raised his hand and picked a bead flower in her ear, put it in front of her nose and sniffed it gently, and said softly: "I have done everything I should do, but I still tell you how I am?"

Wow—This statement caused a great uproar, and everyone's eyes were like swords and stabbed here together. Qin Chuan's face turned ashen, and the muscles behind him seemed to be frozen one by one. After a long time, he laughed: "Sir, joking, you have great kindness to the young, and you will never forget the young. You have already made up your mind to regard you as your rebirth parent and respect you for the rest of your life."

A 40-team is a big deal, and I will give him a try.

Fu Jiuyun didn't care, and gently stroked her cheeks, and said softly: "My lord has something to do tonight, so I won't go back. You can stay alone in the empty room, don't do anything bad."

As expected, he still didn't go back. It was clearly the person who wanted to do bad things. She almost asked the sentence "Where are you going?", but she still held back. What's there to ask? Several female disciples were waiting behind him, laughing and laughing, her face was radiant. As long as she was not a blind man, she knew what he was going to do.

Anyway, he has always been a romantic person, so it is natural to be gentle to a woman, and it is even more normal to be gentle to many women.

Qin Chuan sighed secretly, took a step back, and said politely: "I dare not, I will make waist soup for the younger ones, and wait for you to come back and make up for it."

Fu Jiuyun pinched her face with a smile, led a group of Yingying Yanyan to pass her, and a murmur drifted into her ears as if sighing: "Silly girl..." But she said that to her or to the innocent female disciples around her. She didn't know, and didn't want to know.

She was stunned for a long time and was about to leave, but she didn't expect her arm to be caught hard. She shivered in pain and almost screamed.

However, someone spoke earlier than her: "Don't bother him!" The voice was Zuo Zichen. Obviously, it was his turn now, and he was very unhappy.

Qin Chuan scratched his hair in a bored manner. She was even more messy than messy, and this person had to step on his feet. She pulled out her arm hard, rubbed the place he was pinched and whispered: "The youngest is a personal servant serving Lord Jiuyun. Lord Zichen's words are so strange, but the youngest doesn't understand."

Zuo Zichen frowned for a while before saying, "Jiuyun..." He hesitated for a moment, but did not say the following words.

Qin Chuan didn't know what it felt like, so he turned his head away and reminded him lightly: "Mr. Xuanzhu is still under house arrest in Taiweilou. Wouldn't you go and see her?"

This name really made him look cold and he didn't say anything for a long time. When Qin Chuan thought he was angry, he suddenly said lightly: "Maybe I should go and see it, but I feel that I shouldn't." After that, he smiled and walked away. The last sentence was almost inauspicious, "When I remember everything... Qin Chuan, what will happen to us at that time?"

Qin Chuan stood there for a long time. What could she do if that day really happened?

She herself didn't know either.

After the third update of the night, the fragrance filled the mountain with noise and hustle and bustle. People who had been caring for the whole day were already asleep.

Cuiya's house was still brightly lit, and her shadow was clearly printed on the window paper, and as the candlelight swayed, it was a bit strange. Qin Chuan leaned over silently and looked inside through the gap in the window, but saw her sitting at the head of the bed with a dull expression, while a translucent fox was crossed across the board, shaking her head and tail at her, with a very strange movement.

This is the fox nightmare technique. After Cui Ya was trapped by the nightmare, she didn't know what she did. Qin Chuan took a step back, took out the white paper and blew it. The white paper instantly turned into a bronze mask. She was about to put it on, but suddenly she heard a sound in the room and the window was opened with a squeak. Cui Ya was wearing only a loose little dress, holding the fox in her arms, and just stepped out of the windowsill with one foot, and didn't know where to go.

Qin Chuan made a move like lightning, grabbed her collar and pushed it hard. Cuiya flew back to the bed as if she was blown up by a gust of wind, and the quilt fell on her body. She had no intention of waking up at all.

Seeing that the fox was not good, he was about to escape, but he was cold and cold, and his body was bitten by a row of dense sharp teeth and could not move.

Qin Chuan quietly closed the window, turned around and left, and the tiger transformed from white paper followed her softly. However, the fox Shijiu, who was biting in its mouth, suddenly spoke: "Who is Zunjia? Why bother meddling in other people's business!"

She didn't say anything, and she came to a hidden place, and then turned slowly. Hu Shijiu saw that the bronze mask she was wearing was very terrifying, and her eyes were burning behind the mask, but this person didn't say anything, which really made people feel scared. He asked again: "What are you...what are you going to do?" His voice trembled slightly, and he was obviously a little scared.

Qin Chuan pressed his voice and whispered: "I should be asking you what you are doing."

Hu Shijiu hesitated for a while, and found that if he didn't say it, this person would never let him go, so he had to confess: "This girl is a pure body born in Yangshi. I just borrowed her to absorb some essence of the sun and moon, and it would not harm her life."

Qin Chuan couldn't help but sneer: "As the Dragon King actor, you actually hurt people at will in Xiangkeshan. What a courage!"

Hu Shijiu actually sneered: "Zun Jia actually works hard for Xiangshan Mountain Master, which is ridiculous! I still don't know until I die! I saw that Zun Jia is good at it, so kindly remind you that leaving quickly is the best strategy! In the future, Xiangshan changes the mountain Master, and disciples like you who have cultivation will inevitably become a delicious meal in the Dragon King's belly. At that time, it will be too late to regret!"

Qin Chuan felt a little interested: "What does it mean?"

He bit his tongue tightly, and no matter how he asked, he didn't say anything. Qin Chuan signaled the tiger to bite it tighter, and only heard the bones around him crackling and were about to break open. Fox Shijiu couldn't stand it, so he could only tremble: "The tree is so big that it attracts wind... The Master of Xiangcai Mountain is now old and still stocks up so many treasures. Who... Who doesn't covet it? Besides, he is not a good immortal, and recruits disciples not to save people and achieve enlightenment. He just raises a group of dogs who guard the treasures for him... This is the way of heaven, and immortals are also fighting for money and power, let alone us and the little demon mortals?"

Qin Chuan was thinking about something and wanted to ask again, but suddenly he heard a burst of laughter coming from a distance. It was vaguely that two young disciples found this hidden place to enjoy the taste of wild mermaid. Fox Shijiu turned his eyes and opened his mouth and started shouting: "Help..."

Before he could finish his scream, the tiger bit his two front legs. At this time, he was not physical, but the result of his spirit. The pain of his arms being bitten can be imagined. Before the fox Shijiu could roar out the pain, Qin Chuan had already collected the spirit beast and floated away. When the two young disciples came to search for him when they heard the sound, there was nothing else on the ground except for the green fluorescent light that was about to disappear.

When he returned to Fu Jiuyun's courtyard, he suddenly found that the lights were on in the bedroom. Fu Jiuyun, who should have gone out for a happy and romantic moment, was sitting by the window, drinking alone at the moon. Qin Chuan's originally leisurely steps suddenly became heavier, and he looked at him foolishly as if he was struck by lightning, and he was stunned and could not say a word.

Fu Jiuyun poured a glass of wine and smiled slightly at her with malicious intentions: "Xiaochuaner, where is the waist flower soup?"

Qin Chuan stayed for a long time, suddenly came back to his senses, and knelt down with a plop, shouting: "I'm lazy! I'm eating too much today, and I want to go out for a walk to digest food. I didn't expect that the adults would come back so quickly! Liuhua soup... That, the little one hasn't made it yet. Let's do it right away!"

He muttered and said casually: "Don't run around in the middle of the night. There are still many poisonous snakes and beasts in remote places on the mountain. If they are eaten, wouldn't the adults be extremely sad?"

Her heart pounded violently, pretending not to understand what he meant, she looked up and asked in a low voice: "Sir, you came back so early today. Are you feeling uncomfortable? The younger one immediately made you a waist soup..."

"Come here." Fu Jiuyun didn't seem to hear it, and waved to her with a smile.

Qin Chuan rubbed for a long time, walked to the window bit by bit, and suddenly he put his hands on his armpits, picked her up and placed her on the window frame. Her whole body was stiff, and her hair stood up one by one, but she didn't dare to move. She said in a trembling voice: "Sir... that waist soup..."

"Sir, I think you are more useful than waist flower soup." Fu Jiuyun hugged her waist, placed her chin on her shoulders, pressed her waist and abdomen, and made her back tightly press against her chest. "Why is the courageous thing today and I dare not say that I have sacrificed myself?"

Qin Chuan smiled dryly and pointed at the crescent moon with a thin eyebrows in the air: "That... there is no flowers in front of the moon today, no atmosphere... Haha, no atmosphere..."

Fu Jiuyun blew a lightly in her ear. Qin Chuan was afraid of itching, but he couldn't dodge it. So he gritted his teeth and endured it. He felt that the numbness seemed to be about to penetrate into his heart. The taste was not uncomfortable, he felt strange and wanted to resist for no reason.

"Is that so? The adults think that your atmosphere is going to Zichen. Damn it, isn't enough to have an adult, and you still have to provoke Zichen?"

He said it seriously and was full of sourness.

Qin Chuan twisted a few times, and saw that he would not let go, so he sighed: "I'm not hiding it from my master... I fell in love with Master Zichen at first sight, and I will never forget my goodbye. However, Master Zichen is like a different difference, and I dare not expect to be high. As long as I can see him every day, I will be satisfied..."

Fu Jiuyun smiled softly, pinched her long hair and rubbed her, and asked her slowly: "I think Zuo Zichen looks very similar to your Doudou Brother, right?"

Qin Chuan almost forgot who Doudou is. When he mentioned it, he remembered it. He quickly nodded like a chicken pecking at rice: "Yes, yes! When the little one saw Lord Zichen, his mind was blank..."

Fu Jiuyun was silent for a moment, and finally slowly let her go. Qin Chuan jumped down like a loach, one meter away from him, and then he dared to turn around and smiled and said with apologies: "It's very late, sir, should you rest early? I'll boil water for you..."

He did not answer, bent down on the windowsill, looking at her calmly without expression, and the tears in his eyes made him look melancholy and cold at this moment. Qin Chuan did not dare to move, and for some reason, he did not dare to look at him. He lowered his head in a mess and stared at his toes, staring at his toes and was fascinated.

It took Fu Jiuyun a little while before he spoke softly: "You go to bed, don't do anything else."

Qin Chuan suddenly felt panic, hurriedly agreed, turned around and left.

He suddenly said softly: "Xiaochuaner, be sure to lie and not always look lonely. I am different from Zuo Zichen. I have eyes and I remember everything."

She looked back in surprise, but Fu Jiuyun closed the window.

Qin Chuan stood in a daze for a long time, and wanted to rush in and grab him and ask him loudly what this sentence meant. He also wanted to pretend that he didn't know anything, pretending to be stupid and going back to sleep. She moved slightly, gritted her teeth, and pretended that nothing had happened, and went into the house to make a bed and go to bed.

After so many days, Fu Jiuyun finally came back. Unfortunately, the atmosphere was so bad tonight. He lay on the bed with his back to her, covering his shoulders with the quilt covering his shoulders, and Qin Chuan would not move. He carefully prepared the bed, huddled on the small corner of the bed board, and also turned his back to him, biting his lips and not saying a word, as if he was competing with him.
To be continued...