The villain loses his memory every day [Transmigration Book]

Ten years later, back home.

For the Hua family, their patriarch is the most worried family in history, bar none.

In the world of mortals, he caused troubles one after another. When he got tired of being a sword cultivator, he went to become a demon cultivator again. Then he didn't think it was enough to do all kinds of death. Every day, he was frantically tempted on the verge of becoming a ghost cultivator.

Although the family members disliked it, they still thought about it in their hearts. No matter how bastard Hua Yuji was, he was also their Lord of Yaotai and the commander of the entire Wanshu Building.

He doesn't stay at home very often, and when he comes back once in a while, he will leave within a short time. The next time he comes back, he may have to wait for how many years.

But this time, what shocked the Jiaohua family was not Hua Yuji's sudden return, but their Yaotai Lord who brought someone back.

Bypassing the eyes and ears in the door, he went directly to Yaotai.

Wanshu Tower originally had the honor of being the most prosperous in the Six Realms, so it goes without saying what the conditions are for the Yaotai where the head of the family lives.

It looks like the moon palace in myths and legends.

If there are two jade rabbits, it will be even more appropriate.

Hua Yuji led Bai Yunkuo around the Yaotai, and described the scenery here to him endlessly. Standing on the trestle bridge, he pointed to the lotus pond below and said, "Take out any one here, and it will be older than the lotus pond." I'm old, everyone is an ancestor, gold is precious!"

Taking advantage of Bai Yunkuo's nod, Hua Yuji added: "The pond is full of white lotus flowers. The ancestors said that this represents the highest purity. Let the Yaotai monarchs of all generations take this as an example. Although it is supreme, you must ensure a pure and innocent state of mind. They are like this, coming out of the mud without being stained."

"Flowers are not dyed." Bai Yunkuo smiled lightly, "Very good."

Hua Yuji smiled meaninglessly, and leaned on the handrail of the trestle bridge: "Mr. Yaotai made him look so noble. To put it bluntly, he is not just a layman."

At the same time, Bi Yuewu, who heard the commotion, came up in a hurry and caught sight of Hua Yuji. He was stunned, and when he saw Bai Yunkuo beside him, he was horrified.

After being stunned for a long time, he stepped up belatedly, cautiously not knowing how to address him, so he held back for a long time before calling out: "Uncle."

Hua Yuji smiled and said, "It's okay, he knows."

They were all brought to Yaotai, of course they knew, Bi Yuewu was ashamed.

Hua Yuji easily jumped down, dragged Bi Yuewu and said to Bai Yunkuo: "Let me introduce, Huafengstop, my nephew. The descendants of our direct line are divided into generations according to the climate, wind, thunder, rain and snow, hey, they are almost dead. It's just the two of us."

Bai Yunkuo bowed to Bi Yuewu and smiled, "I haven't seen you in ten years, but you still look good, sir."

Bi Yuewu hurriedly replied: "Mr. Shuangyue, I have been negligent before, I hope you will forgive me."

Hua Yuji smiled brightly, grabbed Bi Yuewu's shoulder and said, "If nothing else happens, he will be the next Lord of Yaotai!"

Bi Yuewu turned pale with shock, and hurriedly bowed to Hua Yuji, wishing she could fold her body in half: "Uncle, don't hold back your words, you must be the eternal Yaotai Lord of Wanshulou, forever and ever!"

Hua Yuji was amused: "The thousand-year-old 8-year-old tortoise, who can live forever?"

Bi Yuewu: "Uncle can."

Bai Yunkuo booed over there: "Senior brother can."

Hua Yuji said helplessly, "You two!"

Bi Yuewu thought of something, walked around Hua Yuji, met Bai Yunkuo's eyes that had lost their luster, bowed deeply and said: "Mr. Shuangyue, on behalf of Wanshulou, I solemnly thank you for your kindness."

Bai Yunkuo hurriedly stretched out his hand to support him: "Sir, there is no need to do this, get up quickly."

"No, if it wasn't for Mr. Shuangyue, my uncle might be..." Bi Yuewu's knees softened, and he knelt directly.

Bai Yunkuo was caught off guard and hurriedly gave him a strong arm.

"The wind of flowers has stopped, that's enough." Hua Yuji pretended to be angry and kicked Bi Yuewu from behind, causing Bi Yuewu to roll gray in fright.

Hua Yuji put his arms around his chest and said, "They are all from my own family, don't thank them here and there."

Bi Yuewu was stunned: "My family? Uncle, you and Mr. Shuangyue..."

Hua Yuji smiled and said, "Don't call Shuangyue Jun so unfamiliar, come on, call me Auntie."

Bai Yunkuo: "..."

Bi Yuewu's eyeballs almost fell to the ground.

Hua Yuji chuckled, and teased the two of them in one go. The very accomplished and childish Lord Yaotai finally turned serious, and said to Bi Yuewu, "That's what you think, call him uncle!"

Bai Yunkuo's face became hot, he didn't expect Hua Yuji to speak out about this relationship so openly and without any scruples!

Bi Yuewu was still in surprise and didn't recover, and said to Bai Yunkuo in a dazed way: "Uncle, uncle..."

Hearing those two words, Bai Yunkuo blushed.

After settling down in the Wanshu Building, although it is a lively place to open the door to do business, except for the 28th Hall, other places are absolutely clean, especially the Yaotai, which is full of spiritual energy and suitable for meditation.

Right now, Shu Ye didn't know which corner to hide in. He wanted to use astrology to calculate his position, but it turned out that...he still had to wait for someone to come on his own initiative.

In the afternoon, Hua Yuji's eyelids twitched while reading the account books over the years, and fell asleep on the table after a while.

Then, he had a dream.

Standing in the water by myself, looking at the surrounding scenery, it should be Fairy Lake.

Hua Yuji was taken aback, how could he bring a book to pick up the dream, and break it down next time?

He was still that stinky and shameless god, and the fairy standing on the bank, who was so angry, was obviously forced to bear it, and didn't care about his demeanor, so he strode over.

Stepping out of the shadows, the bright morning sun fell on his face.

That person had a jade-like face and a pair of peach blossom eyes that were as pure as snow. Even without the slightest warmth, they were deep and charming, making people fall in love.Wearing a blue robe, the wind is cool and the moon is cold, the fairy light is elegant, and the air is high.

Hua Yuji paled in shock!

Damn it, Bai Yunkuo! ?

Although they have the same hair, but... this temperament is forever, one is as gentle and refined as jade, and the other is as cold as ice and unkind,

Hua Yuji was still in shock, when she saw that "Bai Yunkuo" was extremely angry, she bit up a few words and said: "God, please respect yourself!"

God?What God?

me? ? ?

Hua Yuji looked confused, and heard herself saying: "What's your self-respect? Now it's my god who let you see everything, so it's my god who suffers, right?"

Hua Yuji, who knows how to read words and expressions, has already seen that the other party is about to explode. He has a premonition that if he doesn't see any good and just accept it, this "Bai Yunkuo" will definitely rush up and die with him!

Fortunately, this god is not too stupid, he smiled awkwardly, and his tone was a little flattering and flattering: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to lie to you. The situation was too complicated at the beginning. The god was in trouble, his body turned into a baby, his memory disappeared, and he was kidnapped and sold by a few mortals. If you hadn't happened to pass by and help us, this god is now..."

Fairy: "The lair of the trafficker has been taken away, right?"

"Uh, how could this god be as knowledgeable as a mere mortal."

Seeing that the other party was about to leave, Hua Yuji was controlled by this body and Dian'er Dian'er followed him: "Hey, you don't want to be responsible, do you? Thanks to you being a god, do you dare to see it or not?"

Hua Yuji had had enough of this dream that he could not control.

The other party was so annoyed that he raised his hand to hold a square and striped thing, the whole body was black, and it was carved with golden runes, just like an ink stick.

This Horcrux is interesting.

Just as Hua Yuji was interested, she heard herself say cheerfully: "Hey, do you want to fight? All right, fighting skills is also one of the means to promote emotional communication."

In the fight between immortals and gods, fools know how to hit a stone with an egg, and "Bai Yunkuo" also felt that he was ridiculous, so he took back the Horcrux, turned and left.

And the Hua Yuji in the dream is quite stubborn, sticking to it like a piece of dog skin plaster, which annoys people so much.

This dream had no beginning and no end, Hua Yuji woke up feeling inexplicably exhausted.

Then he saw Bai Yunkuo sitting next to him, and the cloak that was behind him at some point.

The him in the dream and the real him merged into one, creating an almost "scary" effect. Hua Yuji jumped up, rubbed his eyes, and then pinched himself to make sure that he would exhale after waking up from the dream.

Bai Yunkuo felt strange: "What's wrong?"

Hua Yuji laughed: "It's okay, I dreamed of a two hundred and five."

Bai Yunkuo imagined for a moment, then said softly, "Did you hit him?"

Hua Yuji cried and said with a mournful face: "I am the two hundred and five."

Bai Yunkuo: "..."

At the same time, Zhang Yuelu walked by the corridor, Hua Yuji called her, and she twisted willow's slender waist, and walked over with all kinds of charm: "Mr. Yaotai, Mr. Shuangyue, there is a demon cultivator from Fengting." Asking about marriage, I listened to it and thought it was necessary to let you know."

Hua Yuji became serious: "What's wrong?"

Zhang Yuelu deliberately sold off: "Then Moxiu asked about Shuangyue-jun's marriage!"

Bai Yunkuo was stunned: "Me?"

Zhang Yuelu: "Isn't that right, I'm asking Xue Qiansi's order, so arrogant!"

Bai Yunkuo was a little confused.

Zhang Yuelu took a puff of his pipe, exhaled the smoke slowly, and smiled charmingly, "There is no birth date for Mr. Bai, so he took something close to him. Silk said, if it turns out to be a couple with Hua Buran for the rest of his life, then that's all, if not, we must ask who is the vixen who messed up, and use the power of Burning Blood Palace to kill him."

Bai Yunkuo: "..."

Hua Yuji: "..."

At this moment, a shout came directly to Hua Yuji's ears from a certain courtyard in the 28th Hall, and it can be seen that the momentum was huge and deafening—"Who is that shit-stirring vixen! Tell me!!"

Hua Yuji and the three of them were all taken aback.

The sound of bricks and tiles falling to the ground and wood breaking followed, accompanied by the discussion of everyone talking one after another, all of them came over.

Zhang Yuelu blinked and blinked, and became anxious on the spot: "Bai Yunkuo your grandma! Are you going to abandon my Xiaoyu all the time?"

Bai Yunkuo was simply wronged through the ages, before he could quibble, Hua Yuji felt wronged for him first: "Don't talk nonsense, it must be that Feng Ting is not good at learning skills, he made a mistake, let him copy "Atlas of Wanshu Stars" later. "

The innocent Bi Yuewu sneezed hard: "Aqiu!"

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