Thunderbolt: Red Dust and Immortals

"My friend! The inferior knows that you are sad. If hitting me can make you happy, I am willing to bear this punch."

Seeing Su Zhenzhen's "righteousness to death", Ming Xin said, "Heh! Heh!" Immediately, he didn't want to beat him up, his eyes glanced at the red makeup on his body, and Ming Xin suddenly remembered something.

He patted Suxian on the shoulder expressionlessly, and said with a smile: "Why would I hit my friend? My friend, the twists and turns of this are bizarre, why don't we chat while drinking?"

Su Zhenzhen blinked, feeling that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

Seeing that Mingxin calmed down, she turned out of the desk and poured clear wine into the cup, exuding a refreshing fragrance.

"First of all, I haven't been robbed of my innocence or anything."

In a word, it completely negates the memory that Su Huanzhen obtained from the transformation body, and it is wrong to pick it out.

Thinking about it carefully, Su Zhenzhen found that Mingxin's loss of innocence in memory was just speculation, and there seemed to be no actual evidence to prove it.

However, how to explain the broken clothes?

It seemed that Su really had doubts, Ming Xin pushed a glass of wine and said: "After we separated, I met Ji Wuxia, and my aura was at odds. I had a fight, and then I met Jian Zhichu and his son. You can ask them to verify the matter, if something really happened, there will be a certain time difference."

Su Zhenzhen also felt that the previous speculation was untenable, maybe Mingxin's tears were too shocking at the beginning, causing the two incarnations to care about each other and ignore this important information.

"Okay, it seems that this matter is indeed misunderstood by the inferior, but can my friend explain today's... wedding?"

Ming Xin motioned him to drink the wine at hand, and said: "This wine is said to be wine, but it's actually just spring water with the taste of wine. It's a bit more intoxicating than tea. Try it."

Su Zhenzhen didn't doubt Ming Xin, picked up the wine glass and took a sip slowly: "Sure enough, it's a good wine, refreshing and refreshing, more like spring than like wine."

"During the period when I lost my memory, I had a problem with my spiritual consciousness, which caused memory confusion. I recognized your incarnation, Wu Mengsheng, as an acquaintance of mine, and that's why my mood changed drastically. After being treated by Bu Xiangchen, I accidentally recovered. Based on basic judgment, those so-called complex relationships between Sanyu, Yinzi and me are all Bu Xiangchen's imagination, and they are just revenge for Yinzi's loss, so it's nothing to worry about." A few words explain this passage. Everything about the time also shows that the embarrassing thing was a misunderstanding.

However, Mingxin continued: "The day you asked me to support Foxiang, everyone in Foxiang told me~" He looked at the calm person in front of him with a smile but not a smile: "I forced you to kiss Sanyu Wumengsheng, your incarnation!"

Su Zhenzhen 0-0: "Puff! Cough cough!"

Mingxin continued to calmly release thunder: "In view of Sanyu's weird attitude when he took me out of Youmenglou before, I directly think that your incarnation is innocent and I accidentally took it away!"

Su Zhenzhen picked up the wine glass to cover the corner of his mouth, and silently looked at Ming Xin.

"At that time, I was quite stubborn, thinking that I should be responsible for your incarnation, and because Sanyu hid my injuries from me and almost killed myself, which stimulated my consciousness, so I discussed with Senior Brahma what to do. Only then can Sanyu accept my treatment, and there is this wedding."

Su Zhenzhen immediately grasped the key point: "Wait, what does my friend mean that the wedding was prepared to save the incarnation of the inferior?"

"Of course!"

"My friend, the inferior one is an avatar..."

"How do I know that you are an avatar?!"

"...Oh, this matter is really a misunderstanding."

"It is true that there are many misunderstandings, but I am serious about the wedding!"

Su Zhenzhen: "...Is your friend joking?"

Ming Xin drank the wine in the glass in one gulp: "Do you think I'm joking?"

Su Zhenzhen looked at his sinister smile, silently...

"By the way, the wine on the table is the cup of wine I prepared. Now that you have drunk it, the ceremony is complete, and you can do whatever I say in the future! Don't resist!"

Su Huanzhen, who was tricked, said: "...My friend, you should know that this is all a misunderstanding!"

Ming Xin: "I know, but the people outside don't think it's a misunderstanding."

Thinking of the group of people outside who fear the world will not be chaotic, even Su Zhenzhen has a headache.

"Forget it, I don't want to think about it for now, friend, is there a solution to the symbiotic covenant?"

Speaking of this, Mingxin became angry: "No! Even if there is, you can't solve it now!"

"How can this be good?"

Seeing his sad face, Mingxin became even more angry: "Hey! Half of my original power is for nothing, and you still despise it?"

This sentence made Su Zhenzhen lose his smile, and the surrounding atmosphere suddenly became dignified: "Friends, the inferior ones plunge into the vortex, and life and death are unpredictable. The covenant will allocate half of the damage suffered by the inferior to your friend, and I will be implicated, if anything happens to the friend, the inferior will bear the blame!"

It is a pity that the listener is selectively deaf.

"Oh, don't worry, it's hard for you to die."

Su Huanzhen: "...Ming Xin, the inferior is not a joke!"

The latter raised his eyelids: "I'm not joking either, have you seen my invulnerability?"

Su Zhenzhen nodded, this was in Sanyu Wumengsheng's memory.

"After you take some time to fully integrate the source in your body, you can single out Bo Xun."

"..." Su Zhenzhen said, "Oh, that inferior person accepted this great gift without hesitation."

Ming Xin: "..." What the hell, did you just say that you asked me to cancel the covenant, were you kidding me?

You don't need to guess to understand the meaning of Ming Xin's eyes. Su Xianren resumed the smile that has remained unchanged for thousands of years: "Why do you need to thank me? The inferior knows that my friend must be very pleased. I accept this great gift."

Ming Xin: "..." Are you sure you're not taking revenge on me for lying to you just now that this drink was a drink?

Su really smiled: Guess~

Mingxin felt that there was no need to guess, it was a cliff!

With a smile on his lips, Ming Xin waved his hands to put away the tables, chairs and wine cups, and said, "I've left the guests for so long, as the host, shouldn't Su Xianren entertain the guests?"

Su Zhenzhen froze suddenly: "You remember that your friend is also one of today's protagonists, right?"

Ming Xin smiled immediately, with a soft voice, coupled with that red makeup, except for her flat chest, she looked like a peerless beauty—it's a pity that she was a man.

"Husband! Jun! Do you really want me to wear this body to entertain guests?"

Su Zhenzhen couldn't hold back her smile immediately, her mouth twitched and her eyes tangled: "Okay, I'll go! My friend, you should change this wedding dress."

Ming Xin immediately stopped pretending, and rolled her eyes: "Isn't it over if I said so earlier? I have to pretend."

Su Zhenzhen: "..." Is it too late for the inferior to say that he doesn't know him?

One went back to the Shaozi Pavilion, and the other went to Feimamengqu to change clothes. Neither of them knew that the group of onlookers who were eating melons had withdrawn the Kunlun mirror, and they were waiting for Suzhenzhen to come with an upright face.

... Well, except that Jiang Wanying slapped the table and laughed wildly, she shrank behind Xuanhuang's back and couldn't help it.

And Xu Yuan was pulled by Tan Wuyu, looking at his father with tangled eyes.

As soon as he came back, Su Zhenzhen saw Er Zai's different expression and was puzzled: "What happened to Xu Yuan?"

One is the father, the other is the master, and it is very difficult for Xu Yuan to be sandwiched in the middle. He opened his mouth, and finally had no choice but to spit out: "Dad, you... Take care!" The master is not a fuel-efficient lamp. soft.

Su Zhenzhen: "?"

After Xu Yuan finished speaking, he stopped talking and gave up the home court to his father. Therefore, facing this group of people who were called watching the ceremony but were actually watching the theater, the aggrieved Suxian finally showed his ability to talk loudly. This group of gossiping idlers was sent back.

Including talk about no desire!

The others disappeared one after another, leaving only Brahma who lost his memory, Qu Shitu the housekeeper, Qin Jiaxian who made soy sauce, the three people from Time City, and Xu Yuan, and Feima Mengqu finally recovered his original calm.

Everyone finally had time to sit down and have a good chat.

First of all, the city lord: "Su Zhenzhen, the sundial still needs to be pushed."

"The inferior knows, when everything is arranged, I will return to Time City with the city lord."

As soon as the words were finished, Ming Xin, who had changed his clothes, stepped into the backyard, and said, "Then I will take my disciples back to Wuming Mountain to live in seclusion."

In a word, Jiuqiansheng and the others don't comment, but the father and son have different emotions.

Su Xuyuan: "Master, no, father needs your help."

Su Zhenzhen: "Alright, I can feel at ease in this way."

They all spoke in unison, and were extremely speechless: "My boy, your father is right. The Wuming Mountain is located in a mountain range, and its traces are hard to find. There are also countless spirit beasts guarding the periphery. It can be said that it is the safest place in adversity except Time City." Now, if you go there to retire, Su really can feel at ease."

"But dad..."

Su Zhenzhen looked at him tenderly, and said: "Now I have half of the internal energy of Mingxin, and my strength is different from that of the past. No matter how big the storm is, my life will not be in danger. Walk, don't worry."

Having seen the horror of the covenant, Xu Yuan also knew that he was worrying too much, but one is his own father, the other is a respected senior, and now he is his master, neither of them can rest assured.

This time, Ming Xin and Su Zhenzhen reached a consensus: "Listen to your father, even if Bo Xun has three bodies in one, it is difficult to touch him, not to mention, I am not dead, I can really watch him have an accident ?”

"Okay, I'm going to Wuming Mountain."

After finally convincing Xuyuan, the next step is a page of amnesia.

"Senior..." Su Zhenzhen looked at Brahma with unfamiliar eyes, not knowing how to speak.

In the end, Mingxin couldn't see his stammering appearance, and asked, "Senior, is there any interest in discussing Zen with others?"

This sentence evokes a page of Amnesia's book of interest: "On Zen?"

"That's right, senior should be aware that he has a sense of familiarity with most people, right?"

The white-haired one-page book nodded: "Indeed, but my memory still hasn't recovered."

"People's memory is complicated, and it cannot be restored simply. However, spending more time with familiar people is beneficial and harmless to the recovery of the senior. I don't know if I invite you, is the senior willing to reward me?"

Looking at the pensive appearance of a page of the book, Mingxin continued to work hard: "The Supreme Buddha and the holy man, together with the Buddha head who is about to be restored, will discuss Zen together every month on the night of the full moon. Senior, are you really not interested?"

"So, annoying."