I heard that I am cannon fodder [Transmigration Book]

"Xiaoshu, today's soup...is a bit salty." Mr. Yu reminded very tactfully that not only the soup, but also all the dishes are not up to standard, without the feeling of being purified, just a few ordinary home cooking vegetable.

Qin Shu took a sip of the soup belatedly, almost crying, he bowed his head guiltily: "Master, I'm sorry."

"What's going on?" Mr. Yu is used to keeping a straight face and talking without any emotion, but now he deliberately softened his tone, so as not to scare the little apprentice, "Xiaoshu, tell the master, I will help you decide."

After hesitating again and again, Qin Shu asked in a low voice, "Master, I want to restore my memory. Do you have a way?"

He originally thought that the memories of the past were not important, as long as he cherished the present, grasped the future, and did not let himself leave any regrets.

The mentality at that time was based on the premise that all the information provided by the old head was true. He is a book traveler, and one day he will return to his original world. He can participate in the people and things here, but he can't go too far. Fit in, because he's going to leave eventually.

Since you want to leave, it is not suitable to have too close emotional fetters.

But what if the old head is lying?

Now it seems that there are more and more suspicious points in the other party's words, and the possibility of deceiving him is also very high.

After thinking about it, Qin Shu thought that it would be better for him to retrieve his memory.

If he belongs to this world, he doesn't need to worry so much, he can like Xia Ke to his heart's content, or he can try his best to chase him down, just like the scriptures say that there is a pair of people for a lifetime.

"I do have a kind of elixir here, which can restore people's lost memories." Mr. Yu didn't pretend to be a secret, he did have the medicine, and he wanted to give it to his apprentice before, but he was rejected by the other party.

"Master, please help me recover my memory." Qin Shu asked sincerely.

Seeing his serious face, Mr. Yu couldn't help wondering, "Xiao Shu, why did you suddenly change your mind?"

"Because I want to confirm one thing." Qin Shu said embarrassingly, because he found that his senior brother seemed to like him too, and he wanted to further confirm the relationship, but because of his identity as a book walker, he had some concerns.

How should he explain such a thing?

Mr. Yu didn't mean to break the casserole to ask the end, so he handed the pill to him rather simply, and told him: "Take one pill before going to bed, and take it for three consecutive days. Avoid alcohol during the period. It will take effect on the same day if it is fast, and it will take a month if it is slow." Yu, the effect is uncertain."

"I've made a note, Master, don't worry." Qin Shu nodded, carefully put away the pill, looked at the food on the table again, and suggested with some embarrassment, "Master, let me make some new dishes."

"It's okay, I'm watching you as a teacher, you're restless today, you'd better take a good rest." Mr. Yu paused, as if he realized that Xia Ke was not in the medicine hut, and asked, "Xiao Shu, where is your senior brother?"

Qin Shu's eyes moved slightly, and he lowered his head to hide the sadness in his eyes: "Senior brother just went out."

As for where?He doesn't know either.

Mr. Yu didn't ask any more questions, picked up his chopsticks again, took a few mouthfuls of food, and confessed: "Xiao Shu, I'll go to Old Man Qiu's, maybe I'll be back later, don't worry, go to bed early at night ,Remember to take medicine."

"Yes." Qin Shu nodded obediently, and after Mr. Yu left, he turned his gaze to the table again. Every dish had leftovers. This was the first time since he was in charge of the dish.

"Xiaoju, what's wrong?"

"Meow——" the little orange cat jumped onto the table, sniffed the dishes on the table carefully, looked up at the boy, and yelled again.

Qin Shu tasted the dishes one by one, and finally found something wrong: "I'm so sad, I feel like crying."

The things he made in the past, after he ate them, he would feel a sense of happiness, but this time, they were indeed utterly sad and unpalatable.

"Mood affects the taste of ingredients?" Mr. Qiu guessed after listening to Mr. Yu's long speech.

Mr. Yu was taken aback. This statement sounded absurd at first, but upon further consideration, it actually seemed quite reasonable. He nodded in agreement: "It is very likely that Xiao Shu looks particularly depressed today."

Qiu Lao was still quite concerned about Qin Shu's unique skill comparable to that of a pharmacist, and asked, "Did you reprimand him?"

Mr. Yu squinted at the other party with cold eyes, and snorted softly: "Am I that kind of person?" Then he talked about Qin Shu's abnormality and the sudden change of attention that he wanted to restore his memory.

"It seems that this matter has something to do with Xia Ke." As a bystander, Mr. Qiu understood the matter more clearly, "Where did Xia Ke go?"

"When I was in Zangshuge just now, he suddenly came to me and said that he was going to go to the mainland. He didn't want Xiaoshu to worry, so he didn't tell him. Then he mentioned Xiaoshu's abnormal things today, implying how much I care. Little apprentice." Mr. Yu lowered his head and flipped through the ancient books he took out from the top floor of the Library Pavilion. He was almost done flipping through one book, but he couldn't find the clues he wanted, thinking he had to go back.

"Chu Xun and Lu Xuan are not going well?" Qiu Lao remembered that Xia Ke's only mortal bond in Xia Dalu had been cut off, and the most likely reason was because of Mo Shiqing's affairs.

Mr. Yu stopped turning the pages of the book, and an obvious worry flashed across his face: "Mo Shiqing is cunning by nature, full of tricks, and good at disguising..."

"If the three most outstanding apprentices under your sect can't deal with Mo Shiqing together, it's useless for you to go." Mr. Qiu mercilessly exposed him directly, "If I remember correctly, your cultivation has already Stagnated for 300 years, right?"

With his stagnant cultivation and his seldom practiced on weekdays, Mr. Yu's stage of transforming into a god is really not enough for him to be placed in the five great immortal sects.

"To each other." Mr. Yu flipped the book down a page as if nothing had happened, "Aren't you the same, living here every day for retirement."

It's really a fifty-step laugh at a hundred steps, the eldest brother is no better than the second brother.

After burying each other for a while, the two went to the top floor of the Library Pavilion together, each occupying a corner, and began to search for clues in the sea of ​​books, chatting a few words while flipping through ancient books.

"Old man Qiu, do you want more of your Dabai? If you don't want it, I'll let Xiaoshu cook it tomorrow."

"If you feel itchy and need a beating, come here, and I will guarantee to meet your needs."

"Tsk, you are really boring." Mr. Yu just finished feeling, his hands stopped, he stared at the content he had just turned over in disbelief, and after reading it again, he shouted with some excitement, "Come here Just look at this."

Old Qiu stood up puzzled: "What's the matter, what's all the fuss about?"

Mr. Yu handed over the blue book in his hand, pointed to the words on it, and said in a slightly hasty tone, "Look carefully, is it my eyes that are dazzled?"

"...It is rumored that the Demon Emperor was very weak when he was young, with no spiritual power, no demon aura, ignorant and ignorant, just like an ordinary cub. When he grew up to be more than six months old, his blood was awakened, his power filled his whole body, and his appearance changed drastically..."

This blue book is recorded in the language of the Yaozu, and Mr. Qiu discerned it word by word, as if struck by lightning.

The demon emperor in their memory was huge in its original form and full of domineering aura. It was a terrifying existence that could crush a large number of human monks to death with a light stomp.

Those of them who survived the fierce battle would shudder whenever they recalled the Demon Emperor, even though the other party had been sealed for thousands of years and turned into a pile of bones.

This kind of fear that invades the bone marrow is still the nightmare of most people.

"What did you think of?" Mr. Qiu was silent for a while, then looked up at Mr. Yu.

Mr. Yu's expression was exactly the same as his, seemingly calm, but in fact he was frightened: "...that cat in Xiaoshu."

"How old is that cat?" Elder Qiu whispered.

Mr. Yu shook his head slightly: "I heard Xiaoshu said that when he picked it up, it was about two months old. It took him nearly two months to go all the way from Yuebanzong to Fankong Town...less than five months?"

"Could it be the Demon Emperor?" Mr. Qiu carefully recalled the appearance of the little orange cat. It was fluffy and harmless to humans and animals. Just an ordinary pet cat. "Could it be that we were overthinking it? After all, it didn't mention that the Demon Emperor was a cat when he was a cub."

Mr. Yu pursed his lips and remained silent for a long time before he said: "Before Xia Ke left, he told me that according to the results of the investigation by Tianzhaomen, those fruit and vegetable spirits who also dreamed of the demon emperor's resurrection entered the academy with that cat in Xiaoshu. On the first day, I stayed in the front yard..."

In other words, the same dream that Dabai and the other fruit and vegetable essences had all stemmed from the fact that they saw the little orange cat.

Mr. Yu did not mention this matter before, because those pumpkin spirits and eggplant spirits in the front yard are afraid of cats. I guess this may be a misunderstanding. coincidence.

"What are you going to do?" Old Qiu looked worried. They all noticed how much Qin Shu cared about the cat.

Mr. Yu frowned slightly. After Bai Mengyang was captured, he could immediately tell Xia Ke to get rid of him early because the evidence of the crime surnamed Bai was conclusive and heinous. It would be a disaster if he kept it, and there might be trouble again.

But this little orange cat, the situation is different after all.

"Everything has animism, after all, it is a fresh life, and has never done evil, besides, Xiao Shu cares about it so much, if I, as a master, quietly killed his cat indiscriminately, this apprentice probably will not recognized me."

Mr. Qiu expressed his understanding of this: "We have been living in this academy for a long time, and our hearts have softened. Regardless of whether what is said in this book is true or not, the good and evil of human nature are mostly related to the environment in which he grew up. This cat, Let your little apprentice take good care of it first, if there is a problem, it is not too late to deal with it."

"Okay." Mr. Yu nodded in agreement, turned around and pulled out another ancient book. He hadn't forgotten his purpose, which was to find clues about another world.

However, the discovery just now made him unable to concentrate, and after a while, he lost his mind.

It was obviously the same with Mr. Qiu, he just walked over with the book in his arms, and sat down facing each other: "I thought about it again, this is not quite right."

"What's wrong?" Mr. Yu asked.

Qiu Lao analyzed in a slow tone: "According to our original speculation, Mo Shiqing is the protector of the demon clan, and the protectors of Sifang back then were deeply trusted by the demon emperor. Even though he didn't know the deeds of the demon emperor when he was young, now he wants to Resurrection of the Demon Emperor, and the Demon Emperor has actually... reincarnated?"

No matter how you look at this matter, there are some contradictions.

Either Mo Shiqing was wrong, or they guessed wrong.

Mr. Yu looked solemn: "I'd rather we guessed wrong."