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"It's not... Ruan..." Xie Yi murmured, as if he understood something, and after a while, he bent down and saluted the girl, "Your Highness Goddess, I... I'm sorry."

"Why do you have to apologize." Wushan Goddess said slowly, "She has been transformed into a spirit for more than a few years, and her spiritual power has long since weakened. Even if she does not go through this catastrophe, she will eventually return to her original form."

"...the original form, is it?" Xie Yi took out the dew grass placed in the inner bag.

"On the mountain of Guyao, the emperor died. Her name is the female corpse, and she turned into dew grass." The goddess Wushan's compassionate gaze fell on his palm, and she nodded, "They inherit my spirit, absorb the essence of the sun and the moon, and become human beings. Walking in the world. When the spiritual power is exhausted, it will return to grass, ignorant and unconscious, waiting for the next reincarnation."

"So the goddess can communicate with the outside world through the spirit of dew grass?"

"That's right. It was me who was attached to Ah Ruan who talked to my husband in Zhu Liangzhong."

Xie Yi stared at the dew grass in his hand: "Thank you, Your Majesty Goddess, for your words of comfort, but I failed to protect Ah Ruan thoroughly, and I feel ashamed after all. I was lucky enough to see Your Highness this time, so I handed her over to the original owner, which is what I can do for her." One last thing."

Wushan Goddess said: "Take her away. I can see that she is very attached to you."

"This--"

"As long as you are in a place full of spiritual power, Lucao will transform into a human. Although they have no soul, they are still one of the creatures in the world. If there is a chance, I don't want them to be imprisoned here for the rest of their lives because of me. In a side of water and soil."

"Your Highness, I will remember."

"Then, do you have anything else to say?" Wushan Goddess said again, "I can feel that your return to Wushan this time is not just for Ah Ruan."

Xie Yi hesitated for a while, and briefly explained to the goddess the relationship between Liuyue civilization and ideal civilization, and the relationship between Xinmo and Zhaoming: "I am begging for the phoenix golden feather, and it is definitely not for my own selfishness. This matter is of great importance, and please help me .”

"If I understand correctly, you are... wanting to create humans?" Wushan Goddess was rarely surprised, "If you have studied the civilization of the lower world, you should know that only the Goddess Nuwa has this kind of supernatural power. The power is far from enough."

"Actually, I don't know if I made it according to my setting, whether it is still a person." Xie Yi smiled sadly, "It's just a desperate battle. His Highness is kind by nature, and he probably doesn't want Zhu Liang's tragedy is repeated elsewhere."

Goddess Wushan pondered for a while, then slowly nodded and said: "I can give you the golden feather of the phoenix, and I can also teach you the art of attracting souls. But it is extremely dangerous for you to strip your soul and import it into another body. Have you thought it through?"

Xie Yi bowed deeply to the Goddess: "Your Highness, please help me."

For the next dozens of days and nights, Xie Yi worked tirelessly to stitch together the existing materials in the carry-on luggage piece by piece, waiting for the Wushan Goddess to finish the process of concocting the golden phoenix feathers with the soul-inducing grass.

Whenever the night is quiet, there will always be a time when he will put down his work and watch the moon in the sky silently.The moon is so bright, so familiar, so desirable, but he... can't go back after all.

Xie Yi turned his head and looked at the gradually clear human figure on the workbench - this was originally a secret gift he wanted to give to another person, but it ended up being used in this way.

"I want to give the teacher the most exquisite AI, so that we don't have to go through life and death, but can also witness the inheritance of civilization with our own eyes."

"Xie Yi, I hope you will remember what I said today."

"I will never forget!"

How ironic, how... absurd.

On the day when the Phoenix Jin Ling was finished, Xie Yi's assembly work was finally completed.

"Mr. Xie," the Goddess of Wushan called Xie Yi who was about to leave, "I hope you can understand the dangers of soul-guiding in advance."

"Your Highness, please speak."

"Mr. is not a person here. Although he has a soul, he still lacks the crucial life soul compared to others. Once there is a mistake in the process of performing the spell, he will not be able to enter reincarnation, but will be wiped out and cease to exist."

"In the Liuyue Civilization, there was no such thing as reincarnation. I have already considered this point. Thank you for your concern, Your Highness."

"For sentient beings in the lower realms, memories are stored in the spirit and wisdom soul. This time, using the phoenix golden feather to draw the soul to save lives, you need to draw out the soul. I don't know how your memory was originally preserved, but it should not be far behind. After the body, your memory will gradually dissipate, and it may even be forgotten, can you accept it?"

"It doesn't matter," Xie Yi shook his head, "It's enough for him to remember for me."

"So, if you are not allowed to see each other again after the memory is completely fused, will it affect your plan?"

"what?!"

"Decomposing the soul is against the sky. You and him are not in the middle. Forcibly pulling the memory is the limit. If you meet again after the memory is fused, the souls in the two of you will attract and clash with each other. until one of them dies or both perish." The goddess' tone contained deep compassion, "It's hard for ordinary people to imagine the pain caused by the shock of the soul. Mr. Xie really thought it through? "

"He and I...would never meet again." Xie Yi bowed deeply to the Goddess, and said calmly as before, "Your Highness, please help me."

"So, I wish you good luck." Wushan Goddess said, turning into golden light and falling into the blooming lotus in the temple.

Xie Yi sat by the bed, looked down at the peacefully sleeping person, as if looking in a mirror.

This is really amazing, Xie Yi thought, with exactly the same voice and appearance, exactly the same way of thinking - and even a ray of his own soul.Seriously speaking, this is probably the person closest to him in the whole world.

People, maybe... Although his thinking patterns are engraved on the chip - but he still has the spirit of Xie Yi after all, which makes him more like a real person, rather than a complete product of technology.Xie Yi's hand gently landed on the other's cheek, tracing the undulating shape of the bones inch by inch, his eyes were compassionate and loving, as if the other party was his most precious treasure.

It turned out that he would look like this when he fell asleep, Xie Yi tirelessly observed his sleeping self, and patiently waited for the moment when the other party woke up.

Three days later, I wished life and cursed, the body and soul were united, the two-way ports were temporarily closed, and the initial adjustment of the program was completed.

"Don't sleep, it's time to wake up." Xie Yi's breath sprayed his ears, warm and itchy.

"You..." He blinked ignorantly, the advanced products of idealistic civilization and liuyue civilization collided in his body, making him a little slow to react for a while, "Xie...Yi..."

"Welcome to WTO." Xie Yi smiled and held his hand, "Do you remember who you are?"

"I..." He looked at Xie Yi blankly, and gradually something was rising in the depths of his mind, which made him read out involuntarily, "I am... Yue Jinye."

"People share the full moon, like Jinhua Ye, what a good name." Xie Yi leaned over and hugged Yue Jinye affectionately, who was still confused, "Jin Ye, happy birthday."

"I should have been there at that time to welcome him back." A Ruan listened to Ye Hai's retelling of Yue Jinye's process of recovering his memory. After being happy, he felt a little regretful.

"No hurry, no rush, we didn't hold a ceremony for him, we just waited for you both to pass." Ye Hai got up with a smile, "You have a good rest, don't be too excited and don't sleep at night."

"Professor Ye, don't worry, I will supervise Ruan carefully." Wen Renyu, who was playing tarot with Ruan, said.

"Okay, then I won't bother you to study fate." Ye Hai looked at Wen Renyu, "Student Wen Ren should also pay attention to rest, it is not so easy to recover from using forbidden techniques." After speaking, he left the room and closed the door for the two of them.

"Then... Sister Wenren, let's continue?" Ah Ruan picked up the deck of cards that had been shuffled just now, "I'm just learning, and I don't understand it very well, so let's try with a card first."

Wen Renyu nodded: "Then it's my turn to choose a card?"

"Well, you must calm down and feel it carefully, and let me know when you choose."

Wen Renyu closed her eyes, touched the cold card with her fingers—instructor, if you can feel it, please show me the way forward—her fingertips slid across the smooth paper, and finally stopped: "Just this one."

Ah Ruan carefully pulled out the Tarot cards and put them on the bed sheet: "Sister Wenren, let's play the cards."

Wenren clasped his fingers and murmured something in a low voice, before turning over the cards reverently.

"This..." Ah Ruan showed embarrassment, "This is... the Hanged Man."

"What's wrong with this card...?"

"The Hanged Man...self-sacrifice, the body is destroyed, but the spirit remains forever." Ah Ruan said softly.

Wen Renyu shook her hand, and the Tarot cards fluttered down from her fingers. The figure of the tortured person on the cards fell in the shadow under the bed, like an ominous omen.

"It's an ominous thing, an ominous omen, uncle, listen to what these are talking about!" Qinghe was shutting himself in the room angrily, when Nan Xun called, "Back then he abducted Hongshan from Mingzhuhai Why didn't you think about it when you came out?!"

Nan Xun on the other end of the phone sighed: "When Yi Ze was entrusted to you, shouldn't you have foreseen the current situation?"

"It's one thing to foresee it, but it's another thing to actually meet it!" Qinghe's emotions still haven't calmed down, "People's words are terrible, and people's words are terrible. Back then, I used this excuse to persecute...cough, now the barbarians are being tortured." Persecuted, he just stood by and didn't say anything, and wanted to add fuel to the flames! How worthless a son is, right? Don't even look at the remaining two worthless virtues!"

"Yize, this child is suffering... Fortunately, you are taking care of him."

"I really can't figure it out. Isn't it written in the constitution that racial discrimination is not allowed? His surname Li's deeds