Half Demon and Half Mountain

What was going on in Cen Shen's mind, naturally he didn't tell Huan Le, lest his dog's tail stick up into the sky.

Qiao Fengmian could see the soft light in Cen Shen's eyes, but he would not remind Huan Le kindly, but left a gift before leaving, "The peace talisman I asked for with Lu Yuanyuan at Hanshan Temple at the end of last year is for you. Oh, by the way, there are no visitors to the study recently, so if you don’t have anything special to do, don’t come here, it’s a waste of time.”

Huan Le was slightly surprised: "Could it be that fourth master was injured?"

"What could happen to him?" Qiao Fengmian said in a relaxed tone, "I just took the opportunity to be lazy."

This is of course a superficial statement, but Qiao Fengmian didn't intend to reveal too much to the two of them.Although the matter of Hei Qiye was settled, the tyrannical demonic energy caused both Shang Si and the formation to wear down, and indirectly exposed some current problems of the Tower of Rebirth.If there are any problems, they must be solved, and the big array needs to be improved again.

In such a situation where there was no way to be lazy, Shang Si naturally lost interest in half-demons and Liu Qi.Thanking the guests behind closed doors is also to prevent other troubles from coming to the door again.

Cen Shen had no choice but to put the matter of going back to see Liu Qi on the agenda.

Liu Qi tried his best to turn the tide and save the lives of Cen Shen and Huan Le. Because of reason, Cen Shen should go back to see him, not to mention that the memory is not over yet, and there are still doubts about many things that happened in Datang.

"You said that he left a trace of will in the little hydrangea for Wu Chong'an's wish, to leave a kindling for the craftsman world. Then his primary purpose is to ensure that you are alive, so that the kindling will not be extinct." Huan Le said to Liu Qi His guess was accurate, so he wasn't worried about Cen Shen's safety, but, "Can't you really take me with you this time?"

Cen Shen's face suddenly turned cold, "Do you want to experience the feeling of being out of body again? No more headache?"

Huan Le immediately lowered his head in aggrieved manner, but he didn't dare to talk back to Cen Shen.

Cen Shen continued: "Don't you want to know who the fake wife who gave you the verification is? When I go to meet Liu Qi, I will know."

"Plop." A stone was thrown into Huan Le's heart.Regarding the answer to that question, he actually had a vague guess in his mind, but he was not sure.

Now that the truth is in front of him, Huan Le is a little nervous.

Taking a deep breath, he looked straight into Cen Shen's eyes and said, "Liu Qi's inheritance must be about the knowledge of craftsmen, but I don't know whether he will pour it into you all at once, or take you to learn it slowly. You have to Promise me that you can't stay in the memory for too long, otherwise I will still go in to find you."

"Okay." Cen Shen knew that Huan Le was still afraid, so of course he nodded in agreement.She even smiled at him to reassure him.

This is really a rare thing, when has Huan Le ever seen Cen Shen so gentle?Immediately froze, he stared blankly at Cen Shen, his mouth slightly opened in a particularly silly manner.

Cen Shen was speechless for a while, and seeing him still staring at him for a long time, he couldn't help but put on a stern face: "Have you seen enough?"

Huan Le quickly shook his head, smiling like a flower: "Ah Cen, you look so pretty when you smile."

But Cen Shen is a bit awkward, his personality is not easy to change, and gentleness cannot be cultivated in a day. Fortunately, Huan Le's lover has a beauty in his eyes, and he thinks he looks good in everything.

Before looking for Liu Qi, Cen Shen went next door again.

He prepared three taels of side dishes and a jug of wine, and placed them on Wu Chongan's grave.The dishes are the ones he likes to eat. Cen Shen has seen them in his memory. They have a light taste, and he especially likes to eat mushrooms.

It can be seen that even in reincarnation, some things are engraved in the soul and will not change.

Cen Shen wanted to thank Wu Chong'an, if he hadn't made that wish to Liu Qi, Liu Qi wouldn't have left a legacy in the little hydrangea, and he might not be able to survive this blood collapse.

Whether it is Master or Mr. Wu, life is extremely short, but they always seem to leave hope for others.This is true for Huan Le, and it is also true for Cen Shen.

This made Cen Shen feel even more that as long as he perseveres, even if the story ends in the end, there will still be warmth left in the blank.

It was already evening when the memories were officially read.Cen Shen originally wanted to lie quietly on the bed for a while, and it would be more comfortable to enter memories while sleeping.

But he sat on the bed, looked at a turtle and a dog squatting in front of him, and couldn't lie down.

"You don't need to stare at me like that," Cen Shen said.

"Hey, it's none of my business, it's Lele Shaoxia who insisted on calling me together..." Agui said, but was interrupted by Huan Le's slap on the tortoise shell.

Huan Le said solemnly: "We will protect you."

Cen Shen read the resoluteness in Huan Le's eyes and knew that he would not take his eyes off him easily, so he was silent for a moment and said, "I want to eat roast leg of lamb?"

Huan Le tilted his head: "Leg of lamb?"

"Ah."

"Then I'll bake it for you in the yard and eat it when you wake up, okay?"

As Huan Le spoke, he stretched out his hand to Cen Shen: "Pull the hook."

"Okay." Cen Shen hooked his fingers, "See you later."

The process of falling into memory again was very quick. He just mobilized those pictures in his mind, and was wrapped by a suction force, and fell into darkness in an instant.

The darkness only lasted for two or three seconds. Cen Shen kept his feet on the ground again. When he opened his eyes, he found that he had arrived at Nanliu Bridge.

Liu Qi was standing by the railing with her back to him, looking at the boat slowly passing by in the bridge hole, wondering what she was thinking.

"Mr. Liu." Cen Shen thought for a moment, and finally decided on this title.

Hearing this, Liu Qi turned around, glanced up and down at Cen Shen, and suddenly asked: "How many patterns can be drawn at most between two different Yuanli nodes?"

Cen Shen was slightly stunned, and then replied: "In theory, there are countless."

"Have you tried?"

"I can not do it."

"That's because you are too weak." Liu Qi said bluntly, "But your foundation seems to be fine, so I don't have to teach you from scratch."

Cen Shen asked, "How long will this take?"

"how?"

"Someone is waiting at home."

Liu Qiyi was speechless for a while, thinking that Liu Qi, a majestic ghost craftsman, personally said that he wanted to teach a little craftsman, but he still had to consider the length of time.Those who have a family are indeed not the same as him.

"My will will not last long, how much you can learn depends on your luck." Liu Qi was still cold, "You can accept a little bit first, and come back next time. But when I come next time, I will still be there, I don't know."

"I understand." Cen Shen nodded with a respectful attitude.According to Liu Qi's temperament, being able to patiently explain all this to him was already for the sake of Wu Chongan and his master, so of course he couldn't make further progress.

Both of them are activists, so when they have finished talking, they will naturally start to pass on.

The place of inheritance is chosen at the Craftsman Association. Of course, Liu Qi will not really teach Cen Shen, but will turn his life's income into a stream of consciousness, and feed the stream of consciousness in batches within the range that Cen Shen can bear. into his mind.

At the end, Liu Qi threw down another sentence: "If you don't understand anything, just ask. It would be stupid to pretend to understand."

Cen Shen nodded, but he had just received part of the stream of consciousness, and his mind was so full that he pursed his lips and couldn't speak.He has no time to care about others, so he can only immediately divert the knowledge in his mind and classify it according to his own habits.

Liu Qi was drinking tea at the side, silently without speaking.

After a while, actually most of the day, Cen Shen let out a heavy sigh of relief, only to realize that a thin layer of sweat had oozed from his forehead, and his fingertips were even colder.

It seems that with his current physical condition, it is still a little difficult to accept Liu Qi's inheritance, and I am afraid that he cannot continue today.

He looked around and asked, "Where is Mr. Liu from Datang?"

Liu Qi replied: "Going out."

"I have one thing to ask, who is the master who gave the nucleus to Huan Le?"

"I'm not responsible for answering irrelevant questions."

Liu Qi rejected him coldly, but this attitude was enough to explain many things, for example - the master was [-]% fake, so he couldn't make any waves in Liu Qi's heart.

Regarding this person's real body, Huan Le had speculations in his heart, and Cen Shen also had speculations.

He paused, and asked solemnly, "Is that person Huan Ping?"

Hearing this, Liu Qi's expression finally fluctuated, and he looked at Cen Shen in a little surprise, as if wondering how he came out.

Cen Shen looked at his reaction and knew the answer.

In fact, this is not difficult to guess, you just need to figure out one motivation issue - why did that person pretend to be the teacher?

In this Great Tang, Master, the social relationship is not complicated, only Liu Qi and Huan Le have close contacts.Who will be affected by the passing of the Master?

It's just these two people.

Liu Qi watched Master go away, since he had no decision to prevent Master from going to death, naturally he would not create a fake Master after his death.

Huan Le's memory was sealed, he didn't even know about his wife's death, let alone create a fake teacher.But because of the loss of memory, after Huan Le leaves the ghost banquet safely, he must face a very strange situation-the master is missing.

The appearance of the fake teacher is tantamount to correcting this bug and making everything rational, and the purpose can only be for fun.

Whether it is Liu Qi, Shang Si, or Xing Jun, it is impossible for a little Huan Le to do this. In this story, only Huan Ping can do this.

And Cen Shen remembered very clearly that Huan Ping had visited Liu Qi's shop.

Huan Le once bought a glazed pagoda from the Craftsman Association, which pleased his mother.So in the second year, Huan Ping also came to this shop and bought something as a birthday present.

"He came to beg me." Liu Qi finally opened his mouth, and told a painful past in a concise manner: "I once sold him a magic weapon, which can block the attack of spiritual sense. After the ghost feast, He came to me and asked me if there was any way I could pretend to be my master, hide it from Huan Le's perception, and maintain the illusion."

Huan Ping, who is in charge of Suzaku Terrace, has more information than others imagined.Huan Le may not tell him some things, but his eyes and ears are all over Chang'an City, and of course he knows everything about Huan Le better than anyone else.

If a mysterious figure like Liu Qi appeared beside Huan Le, even if it was only related to Master, he couldn't ignore it.That was his favorite brother, he was the eldest brother, so naturally he had to worry more than others.

He observed Liu Qi for a long time, confirmed that he was not in danger, and also had a general understanding of the various instruments sold in his shop.So after the ghost banquet, when he discovered that Huan Le's memory had been tampered with and he remembered everything, he immediately understood the reason.

But guilt and remorse still tormented him, he didn't know how to explain his master's death to Huan Le, and he didn't even know how to face him.

At this moment, Liu Qi glanced at Cen Shen again, took out a small hydrangea, and moved back the memories for a while, "What do you want to know, you can see for yourself."

After finishing speaking, Liu Qi turned and left.

Cen Shen chased out subconsciously, but saw someone walking towards the craftsman association in the faint morning light.

That is Huan Ping.

Huan Ping was still wearing the clothes he wore on the day of the ghost banquet, although there was dust, they were still neat.There was a little light green stubble growing on his chin, he was holding the wine jar in one hand, and resting the other on the knife handle at his waist, with a serious expression on his face.

The most important thing is that he walks steadily, not at all like a sad person who got drunk and didn't come home late at night.

Only his eyes, although cold as a knife, seemed to be broken with one blow.

Cen Shen didn't know how long he had wandered in the night, wanted to go home but couldn't, wanted to get drunk but couldn't get drunk, the heavy burden on his body weighed on him, and this hard-bodied leader of Zhuquetai showed a trace of exhausted.

At this moment, he casually looked up and saw the plaque of the Great Tang Craftsman Association.He frowned slightly, as if realizing that he had come to a very special place.

Everything after that is a matter of course.

A smart person will always think of the best way, and only Huan Ping, who knows enough about Huan Le, can hide it from the other party when playing the role of wife.

Unexpectedly and logically, Liu Qi rejected Huan Ping's request at the beginning.The Master is a friend he recognizes, how could he be willing to let others pretend to be him?

Huan Ping could only be earnest again and again, and bowed deeply to Liu Qi, "Master risked his life to save Xia Banshan, I naturally hope that he is safe and happy, and this is my only wish. I didn't intend to impersonate Master's name. , but please let me know. I only hope that you can help me, as long as you are willing to help, I owe you a favor, and I will not hesitate to do anything."