The villain loses his memory every day [Transmigration Book]

Mu Bing looked at him, hesitated to speak, and finally nodded.

Evening breeze, moonlight like water.

Mu Bing took his breath away, and gently pushed open the window of Lu Yizhi's guest room. He jumped in, but saw that there was no one on the bed, and turned around to see Lu Yizhi sitting on the couch, holding a bamboo slip in his left hand and a writing brush in his right. , just fell asleep on the desk like this.

Mu Bing stood there for a while, tiptoed over, stretched out his hand and shook Lu Yizhi's closed eyes, making sure that his breath would not wake him up, and then lowered his head to look at the mess on the case.

There are thick medical books piled on the small short case, and rice papers are scattered on the couch and the floor, with prescriptions written one after another on them.On the table of the Eight Immortals in the middle of the room, the teacups and tea sets were thrown somewhere, and the large and small bottles and jars occupied the magpie's nest. Labeled with the name and curative effect of the medicine.

All the items on the table were used to treat sword wounds.

The prescriptions scattered on the ground are all for enhancing the true energy and strengthening the soul.

Mu Bing couldn't believe it, he carefully picked up a medical book, it was actually a medical book about ghosts!

Are these medicines prepared for him?

That's right, Lu Yi's body is well-known and upright, and the monks treated by him are of course people in the immortal way.Even if he treats people equally regardless of their background, then he sees demon cultivators and demon cultivators a lot. Ghost cultivators are rare species in the world. He must have never seen such a medical record, and he has to look through medical books to find a way to treat them.

In this way, Mu Bing is still Lu Yizhi's first healed ghost cultivator?

Mu Bing couldn't tell what he was feeling, but his mouth was dry and the root of his tongue was bitter.

He was born humble, just an entertainer, just a low-ranking man who was played by the dignitaries at will.

After death, he is still lowly. Ordinary people regard him as a different kind, monks regard him as an evil thing, avoid him everywhere for fear of not being able to, and the six realms do not allow it.

He fought and fought in the ghost world, and returned from hell. He was full of corpse and ominous. He should have been beaten by everyone, stared at and ridiculed.

Why, this young master from a famous family treats him differently?

Not only did he save him, but he didn't dislike him, he even... stayed up all night reading medical books and took the time to make medicine.

"Who am I to you?" Mu Bing asked.

and did not respond.

Lu Yizhi slept soundly.

Mu Bing's hand hanging by his side was a little stiff, he slowly lifted it up, stretched it out, concentrated on it, and stopped at the position only half an inch away from Lu Yizhi's cheek.As if being scalded, he shrank back eagerly.

Mu Bing lowered his eyes, pursed his thin lips lightly, with a faint smile, and said in a warm voice, "Take care."

If Mu Bing wanted to leave, he naturally didn't need to tell others, and he didn't need to go back to Tianxiang Tower to say hello and bid farewell to Langya who had lived there for nearly ten years.

Bought a horse and set off.

The weather is getting cooler, the fallen leaves are flying, and the autumn wind is rustling.

Going out of the city gate, walking all the way south, there is a tea shop post on the official road, the shop waiter yelled hard, Mu Bing did not stop, he refused to contact anyone.

Looking at Kongmengyuan Mountain, he suddenly became a little confused.

Back to Yuzhou, back to the homeland, and then?

What to do again?

The only thing that has supported him to survive is only hatred.

Now that the hatred is gone, the grievances from the past are gone, and he who has lost his target suddenly doesn't know what to do.

Hundreds of years have passed, everyone he knew, everyone he didn't know, all damned dead, even if he returns to Yuzhou, he will only see new faces, and even the streets that he still remembers back then may have long been turned into mulberry fields.

After all, he didn't pick up the tea that was handed over by the waiter in the shop. He covered up all the sadness and sorrow on his face, and replaced it with his coldness that strangers should not enter, but before he could hold it for a moment, he fell apart because of a sudden voice.

"Mr. Mu!"

Mu Bing was stunned, and suddenly turned his head to look. Isn't that Lu Yizhi who came from the distance against the wind?

Mu Bing: "Why do you..."

Lu Yizhi walked in a hurry, a little out of breath: "Mr. Mu, walk slowly, I'm going to Yuzhou, I wonder if I can go with you?"

Mu Bing's bloodless lips trembled, and it took him a long time to utter two words: "Why?"

Lu Yizhi said: "To tell you the truth, I just received a letter from Lord Yaotai's talisman, and he told me that "the person I care about is in Yuzhou". I have to go there no matter what."

Mu Bing nodded, seeing Lu Yizhi's ecstatic appearance, could it be that he was in a hurry to meet his beloved girl?

"Mister is injured, so you don't need to get off." Lu Yizhi walked up to the horse's head in a hurry, and took the rein passionately.

Just like this, one sat on the horseback, the other led the horse in front, and the two walked leisurely to Yuzhou.

Lu Yizhi traveled more than half of Yuzhou City. After many inquiries and directions, he came to a house. The plaque hanging on it read: Zhou's House.

Lu Yizhi stood in front of the door, but it was only three stone steps, but he walked with great difficulty, and finally reached the double-opened red lacquered door, but he stopped.

Mu Bing asked, "Why don't you go in?"

Lu Yizhi looked up and murmured: "Look at this mansion, is it a rich family?"

Mu Bing, who often sees these dignitaries and dignitaries, can naturally tell: "Yes."

Lu Yizhi smiled: "It's good to have no worries about food and clothing."

At this moment, a corner door on the side opened, and a six or seven-year-old girl ran out happily, followed by the old housekeeper crying and shouting: "Oh, my little aunt, please run slowly. fell!"

Holding the windmill in her left hand and the doll in her right hand, the little girl rushed forward, and suddenly caught a glimpse of two strangers standing at the door of her house. The little girl looked at Lu Yizhi's face and felt very kind, as for the other big brother , although the expression is scary, but because he is so beautiful, he should not be a bad person.

The little girl rushed forward excitedly, and asked clumsily in her immature voice: "Big brother, are you looking for my father?"

Lu Yizhi's gaze softened as a matter of course, and he asked softly, "Are you a child from this house?"

The little girl nodded: "Yes."

She smiled and pointed behind her: "My father is here."

Lu Yizhi's heart tightened, and he suddenly looked at the middle-aged man who came out from the corner door. He was dressed in silk and satin, his body was like Zhilan Yuzhu, and he was imposing.

The little girl smiled and threw herself into the arms of the middle-aged man. The latter looked affectionate, hugged the baby girl, and looked up at Lu Yizhi. He who had been in the mall all year round had his own eyesight, and exclaimed: "Young master is a monk of the fairy sect. ?”

Lu Yizhi looked at him, looked at him, his eye circles suddenly turned red, and he endured so much that he didn't make a fool of himself on the spot: "The teacher came out of the top of the cloud."

The middle-aged man said happily: "Hey, that's the number one in the fairy sect! Young master can worship at the top of the famous Yunding at such a young age. It's really amazing. I think your lord is also proud of you!"

Lu Yizhi lowered his head silently: "Yes."

A bitter and relieved smile flashed across the corner of his lips. Lu Yizhi stepped forward and gently touched the little girl's head: "Mr.'s daughter is really smart and cute. Let me give her some lucky money!"

Although the middle-aged man repeatedly blocked him, Lu Yizhi still gave the little girl a bag of spirit stones.

Lu Yizhi asked, "Is this the only apple of the eye?"

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "This is my youngest daughter, and above her is an older sister and two older brothers."

It is very good to have a wealth of wealth and a house full of children and grandchildren.

"I... still studied medicine, not only studied medicine, but also became a medical trainee."

The middle-aged man froze for a moment, not quite understanding what Lu Yizhi meant.

However, Lu Yizhi continued on his own: "I have been influenced by my father since I was born, healed diseases and saved lives, and served the world. I like this, so I can't let it go. It is really against my father's last teaching."

The middle-aged man was extremely terrified. He mentioned his father just now, but he didn't expect his father to have died long ago.

The middle-aged man thought for a while, and met Lu Yizhi's sad gaze. For some reason, his heart was agitated, and he had an inexplicable sense of familiarity with this strange young man.

Blessed to the heart, he couldn't help but said: "Young master thinks it's right, then do it! Doctors, saving lives and helping the wounded are supreme merits. If your father is reborn, he will be gratified and proud to know that you have such a heart."

"Really?" Lu Yizhi's eyes lit up, as if a star had flashed by, he finally smiled without any scruples, "Thank you, sir."

After that, Mu Bing found that Lu Yizhi was refreshed and in a particularly good mood, basically smiling from ear to ear.

He really couldn't hold back, and asked, "That Zhou Yuanwai and you..."

Lu Yizhi: "The karma in this life, the fruit in the next life, they healed diseases and saved lives in the previous life, rejuvenated their hands, and they have a clear conscience in their lives; in this life, they can enjoy the family relationship all the time, which is very good!"

Lu Yizhi turned his head to look at Mu Bing: "Did you go home and see, sir?"

He was sold when he was three years old, where did he come from?

"The house is gone, and it has become a lake." Mu Bing said, "The theater troupe has also changed, and now it is an inn."

Lu Yizhi: "Then... What are your future plans, sir? Where are you going? If you don't mind, I, uh... I want to go with you."

Mu Bing was taken aback: "Don't you need to go back to the teacher's school?"

Lu Yizhi said in a leisurely manner: "Young Master Qingkong wants me to practice more outside, and my master agrees. Mr. Shuangyue also said at least three to five years, I have no place to go anyway... Besides, Mr. Mu's injury has not healed yet, I'm worried."

Mu Bing got on his horse, stared at him fixedly, suddenly smiled, and said in a loud voice: "A fool like you can fool you with just a few words, and let you wander around alone, I don't feel at ease. .”

In short, the two of them walked together as a matter of course.As for Geng Chen and Bian Ye, they led the team back at the top of the cloud, and Bian Ye was arguing with Geng Chen all the way. I thought that Geng Chen was just like the legend, a bloodthirsty sword, following Hua Yuji from the past. The gods block and kill the gods to block the immortals, but unexpectedly, they are just a simple wooden stake.Bian Ye: "Question one, if Mr. Qingkong and Mr. Shuangyue were in danger at the same time, who would you save?"

Geng Chen replied solemnly: "I'll go to the Demon Realm to find Xue Qiansi, and then go to the Demon Realm to find Chi Huang, and bring in reinforcements!"

Bian Ye: "..."

Demons and monsters eat everything in the two worlds, just so spicy!

"Question [-], if Mr. Qingkong and Mr. Shuangyue quarreled, who would you help?"

Geng Chen: "They won't quarrel."

Bian Ye was dissatisfied: "Isn't it normal for young couples to be noisy together?"

Geng Chen stubbornly said: "If you can't, then you won't."

Bian Ye: "Who said that? There is no one who does not touch his teeth with his tongue. It is not surprising that Taoist couples disagree or quarrel or fight!"

"They're not arguing." Geng Chen stared at the faint flames, searched and found the right words, "They're flirting."

Bian Ye: "..."

At this time, Hua Yuji on the top of the cloud frowned at Qianji Astrolabe: "Let that child go out to practice, he will be lucky, and directly recruit a peach blossom!"

Bai Yunkuo didn't know where he learned the skill. He cut apples into bunnies, put them on the plate perfectly and handed them to Hua Yuji, and asked softly, "You mean Junior Brother Lu, who should the peach blossom catastrophe be?" ?”

Hua Yuji picked up the apple rabbit and bit it: "A ghost cultivator."

Bai Yunkuo was slightly stunned, and said in a solemn tone, "How much?"

Hua Yuji: "There is a drop in the horoscope."

A few sorrowful clouds floated between Bai Yunkuo's brows: "The way of immortals and ghosts...is it a happy ending?"

"I don't know the horoscope of Xiaolu's birth date, so I can only guess at a rough idea. The good outweighs the evil!" Hua Yuji smiled lightly, his eyes reflecting the sunset light and radiance. This is the thing in the arms of the demon cultivator, as long as they have the heart, they can overcome difficulties."

Hearing these words, Bai Yunkuo's dantian became hot, he took Hua Yuji's slender wrist and wrapped his arms around his strong waist.

When the sun sets and the lights come on, it's time to go to bed.

The author has something to say: Mu Bing: There is no name in the text, so meow!