The villain loses his memory every day [Transmigration Book]

Hua Yuji tightly guarded the meat buns, seeing that none of them had been dropped, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Right now there are four people around, and there is one person standing downstairs, the one who just came up without any explanation and started to do it was the old monk downstairs who was dressed in cassock.

Wu Nian, one of the four leaders of Jingguang Temple.

As for the people around Hua Yuji, they are Elder Greedy Wolf at the top of Yunding, Elder Lianzhen at the Lianxu Stage, Master Rukong at the Spirit Transformation Stage at Qingxin Nunnery, and the Suzerain of the Tianquan Sect, Mahayana Stage Duanmu inkstone.

Master Rukong raised the Buddha dust in his hands, and opened his eyes angrily: "Demon Cultivator!?"

Elder Tanlang's face was cold, and he scrutinized the man in dark clothes and mask: "Who are you? Standing outside my house and sneaking around, could it be the secret work of Burning Blood Palace?"

Hua Yuji: "You can take medicine indiscriminately, but you can't talk indiscriminately! When did I sneak around, am I passing by?"

As he said that, he pointed fiercely at Wu Nian downstairs: "He hits people indiscriminately, and I still want to hold him accountable! It is said that Buddhism is merciful, this master is good, he kills as soon as he comes up , if I didn't hide quickly..."

Hua Yuji cut his throat exaggeratedly.

Master Rukong said angrily: "Slaying demons and demons is my duty!"

Hua Yuji was amused by these words: "Oh, I should be killed if I eat a bun? It's just inexplicable."

Duanmu Yan stopped Mrs. Rukong who was almost rushing forward, he cleared his throat, and said with a smile on his face, "If this young master has a clear conscience, why don't you show your true face?"

Elder Tanlang drew out his long sword and pointed at Hua Yuji: "Take off your mask!"

Hua Yuji ate the meat bun in one gulp, rubbed the empty paper bag behind her, and said, "Farewell, I'm afraid I'll scare you to death."

Wu Nian closed his eyes inscrutablely: "This son's whereabouts are strange and secretive, really suspicious."

"Didn't he say he was passing by?" Elder Lian Zhen said very casually, "Perhaps he was really wronged, Master Wu Nian, did you really see this person eavesdropping?"

"Monks don't tell lies." Wu Nian chanted sutras, "The poor monk only saw this benefactor staying outside Elder Tanlang's room, but he didn't see him doing any eavesdropping."

Master Rukong was too reluctant and said: "If the divine consciousness is strong, he can control all the wind and grass in a radius of a hundred miles! What good things can he do by standing outside the door of my immortal cultivator?"

Hua Yuji almost sprayed: "The devil is the original sin? What's wrong with Moxiu, Moxiu has eaten your rice?"

Master Rukong couldn't bear it too much: "The evildoer speaks wild words!"

The Buddha dust swung out, and the snow-white stag tail instantly multiplied!Hua Yuji was waiting to receive the call, but Elder Lianzhen stepped forward to stop him with a sword, while blocking Fochen back, he spoke to dissuade him: "Master Rukong, let's put the overall situation first!"

Rukong blushed so angry that his neck was thick.

"That's right." Duanmu Yan also persuaded, "It's the right thing to save energy to deal with Hua Yuji, so let him go with this demon cultivation."

Master Rukong gritted his teeth too bitterly and gave up.

Waiting for Elder Tanlang and others to return to the house one after another, Duanmuyan deliberately slowed down by two steps, stopped when passing by Hua Yuji, and looked sideways at him: "Unexpectedly, at such a young age, Fellow Daoist is already a master of the Mahayana stage gone."

The road to cultivating immortals is one step at a time, and after reaching the Nascent Soul stage, it is even more difficult to move forward, not to mention raising the level, even a small level is difficult.

Those who can practice to the stage of transforming gods are basically seniors who are over two hundred years old, and then practice to the stage of refining emptiness, the minimum age is five hundred years old, there is no limit to the bottom, there are countless monks who stop here, and can steadily rise to the Mahayana The number of monks in the early stage can be counted in the Six Realms.

Duanmuyan: "Dare to ask your name and background?"

Hua Yuji smiled sweetly: "It's just a casual cultivator that no one wants, let's forget about the name, anyway, the seniors don't know each other."

A line of surprise crossed Duanmuyan's face: "Friend Daoist's soul seems to have been wounded, did he just experience a catastrophe?"

"For us demon cultivators, being struck by lightning is commonplace." Hua Yuji shrugged disapprovingly, "But you, Sect Master Duanmu, it's not good for you, a demon cultivator, to care so much about me. If a righteous heroine hears about it... ..."

Hua Yuji deliberately glanced at Mrs. Rukong, with a smile that was not a smile.

Back in her room, Hua Yuji set up a barrier to protect herself, and sat cross-legged in meditation.

The wounds on the body have already healed after being recuperated, and with the help of the Dryad Demon Pill, the Golden Pill in the body has also recovered.It's just that the incompleteness of the soul cannot be repaired. Hua Yuji sighed. His own soul was defective. Coupled with the ravages of God's punishment, the range of activities of the spiritual consciousness was greatly reduced, and the spirit was not good, and he was very tired.

Simply fall asleep and go to Cangyun Mountain tomorrow morning.By the way, there are also those people who are gradually converging here and clamoring to attack him.

Thinking back on everything, it is really easy to cause trouble, but difficult to clean up the mess!

Loud noises came from outside the window, it was a group of children playing around.

Hua Yuji opened his eyes, it turned out that it was already dawn.

I opened the window and looked down. Sure enough, there were three children standing under the wall playing shuttlecock. They took turns to see who kicked the most.

Seeing that the other two were about to go fifty, the chubby boy was sweating profusely, and with his own strength, he rammed towards the two of them.

The child fell to the ground, the shuttlecocks flew together, cries and shouts sounded one after another, and a "son of a bitch" was brought out.

It turned out that the shuttlecock hit a passer-by. The man was dressed in a green shirt, with eight-character eyebrows and a jade crown. He was tall and thin. Judging by his clothes, he was from Luojiazhuang, Hangzhou.

"Who threw the hidden weapon here? Little brat, are you courting death?"

Hua Yuji glanced at the battle behind this person, a group of more than ten disciples escorted an iron cage in the middle, with complicated talisman seals attached to the cage, and the cage body was bound with spell-cast iron chains .

Because there are too many talismans wrapped in seals, outsiders cannot see clearly what is inside the cage.Hua Yuji is a person who is full of curiosity and likes to join in the fun, but he has too many things to do, so he can only suppress his curiosity and plan how to go to Cangyun Mountain.

The moment Hua Yuji closed the window, the iron cage suddenly trembled violently, and the Luo family, who had planned to catch the child and beat them up to vent their anger, returned to their seats one after another, surrounded the iron cage and drew their swords, keeping silent like cicadas.

Swallowing with lingering fear between his brows, he yelled at the living things in the iron cage: "Don't move! If you move again, I will use the Soul Killing Curse!"

Unexpectedly, these words not only did not act as a deterrent, but made that thing even more arrogant.

The chains made a piercing rubbing sound, and the talisman seals were blown loudly by the strong wind, vaguely revealing the things imprisoned in the iron cage.

People in the past stopped to watch.

"Oh, that seems to be a person!"

"No, why are people locked in cages? Should they be beasts?"

"Shh, what a man, he's coming out!"

The Luojiazhuang disciples trembled in fear: "Master, senior brother, what should we do?"

A cold light shot out from the eight-character eyebrows: "Use the Soul Slaying Curse to make his soul fly away!"

"Ah? But he is a gift we sent to the top of the cloud! All the immortal sects still expect to use him to attract flowers!"

The eight-character eyebrows made seals with both hands, and said bitterly: "It's the same with the dead!"

"But if the owner is held accountable..."

"Stop fucking nonsense!" He chanted a mantra between his eight-character brows, and a flame shot up into the sky, instantly condensing into a fire dragon in mid-air, mighty and majestic like a rainbow.

The iron cage vibrated more violently, and the "beast" trapped in it screamed and wanted to break out of the cage.

Hua Yuji pinched the Dao Fajue and handed it over, the newly formed Soul Slaying Curse fell apart on the spot, the burning fire dragon turned into an extinguished bug, and finally turned into ashes.

The eight-character eyebrow was caught off guard, and before he could check who was behind the scenes, the chains that tied the iron cage snapped, and the talisman ignited spontaneously, tearing apart, and the monster finally broke through the iron cage, turning into a demonic wind and flying away.

The onlookers were either frightened or frightened, and the spreading demonic aura shook the ground in a radius of a hundred miles. The entire group of people in Luojiazhuang fell on their backs, screaming and screaming.

The eight-character eyebrow supported his waist and got up, and shouted in horror: "Hurry up, hurry up!"

Hua Yuji looked in the direction of the monster's escape, and without thinking, Yufeng rushed towards it.

I saw that monster standing in the woods from a distance, I don't know what he was looking at, he was motionless, as if someone had locked him in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Hua Yuji thought for a while, and strode forward to meet her.

I shouldn't be nosy, but Luo Jiazhuang said that this man was used to lure him with bait, so he had to get involved.

Standing behind the monster, Hua Yuji asked, "I have no friends, no mentors and apprentices, and I haven't contacted any relatives who are still alive for hundreds of years. Who are you?"

It is said to be a monster, but it is not.

At least the figure of this thing is human, he is wrapped in a cloth, the cloth is stained with blood, the hem hangs down to the knees, and his legs and feet are exposed.

With his breath, Hua Yuji knew that he was a demon cultivator.

"Little friend?" Hua Yuji yelled again, seeing that the other party didn't respond, he simply went around to the front.But he saw that this person's hair was disheveled, and the messy sand mixed with blood mud stuck to his hair, covering his face.

"That..." Hua Yuji tentatively reached out to play with his hair, "Do you know me?"

The moment his fingertips were about to touch Yaoxiu's hair, Yaoxiu suddenly trembled, and Hua Yuji withdrew his hand in fright.Immediately afterwards, the demon cultivator knelt on the ground without warning, and kowtowed heavily at Hua Yuji.

Hua Yuji hurriedly backed away: "Why are you doing it? It's not the New Year or the festival, so there is no red envelope."

It wasn't enough for Yaoxiu to knock once, so he knocked three times in a row.Then he got up, knelt down again, continued to kowtow three times, and repeated the above actions.

Hua Yuji: "..."

What's wrong with this?

Thank you for the life-saving grace of the Soul Slaying Curse just now?

"Stop, stop, stop." Hua Yuji couldn't stand it anymore, he stepped forward and forced Yaoxiu to stand up, and following the ups and downs of his movements, he saw Yaoxiu's face covered by his hair.

Hua Yuji turned pale with shock: "Geng Chen!?"

How could it be him?

Hua Yuji fiddled with Geng Chen's hair in disbelief, looked at the familiar face, and then at his bruised and bruised limbs, Hua Yuji only felt pain in his heart and difficulty breathing: "How did you become like this? Who did it?" Is it Luojiazhuang? Didn’t I tell you to go back to the demon world?”

Geng Chen's chapped lips trembled, and it took a lot of effort to force out two words: "No, back."

"Don't come back?" Hua Yuji's face was ashen, and her beautiful eyes revealed a fierce light, "The wings are stiff, and I dare to resist orders, so I can't control you, right?"

Geng Chen lowered his head, as if he had been drenched in a torrential rain all night, his eye circles were reddish, and he muttered in a strong nasal voice: "Master, I'm here, I won't return."

Hua Yuji's heart skipped a beat.

"Master."

Almost instinctively, Hua Yuji pulled Geng Chen behind him to protect him, his vigilant eyes locked on Bai Yunkuo.