Time travel to become the master of high-risk occupations

"Me?" Shen Fengxue smiled, "What did I do to steal your memory?"

Shen Gurong said coldly: "Because I read Jing Shilu."

Everything is connected in series.

Shen Gurong had been in a daze all day, and now he was sober like never before.

"After I sealed Li Genglan, I obtained the artifact Jing Shilu, but I never used it." Shen Gurong said coldly, "Until I met Mu Ban..."

That Mu Ban who was full of plague ghost breath.

The... Mr. who died tragically for him in the previous life was reincarnated.

The plague poison exists in Mu Ban's soul, even the spiritual fruit of the human face tree cannot completely get rid of it, and Shen Gurong back then was even more helpless.

Instinct told him to find a way to survive for Mu Yu as soon as possible, but because Mu Yu was the reincarnation of his husband, his rationality couldn't make up his mind to force him into Taoism.

Shen Gurong, caught in a dilemma, thought of Jing Shilu.

Jingshilu can understand the past and the present, and Shen Gurong can see the future of the next few decades from the beginning to the end.

If he didn't remove the plague ghost's aura from Mu Ban's body, Shen Gurong's death would be the tragic death, and Mu Ban and Yu Xinghe would turn against each other.

Jing Shilu told him everything, but the way of heaven does not allow anyone to spy on the secrets of decades or even hundreds of years later.

After knowing that Shen Gurong was spying on Jingshilu, he sent down a thunderstorm to punish him.

Tiandao wanted to take back everything Shen Gurong knew.

Shen Gurong just made a rough guess based on the details he knew, and he stared at Shen Fengxue intently, refusing to let go of any emotion in his eyes.

"You are me, but I am not you."

Shen Fengxue's pupils shrank.

This reaction...

Shen Gurong suddenly opened his eyes wide, he knew he guessed right.

He quickly walked up the first step, grabbed Shen Fengxue's lapel, approached him coldly, and said: "You are just a memory of being separated from my spiritual body by the thunder of heaven. The devil is out of my control."

And Shen Fengxue... Although this separated memory is still in Shen Gurong's body, it is obviously out of Shen Gurong's control.

Because Shen Fengxue has been controlled by the Heavenly Dao Thunder Tribulation, although everything he does seems to be for Shen Gu Rong's consideration, but when he thinks about it carefully, he feels that it is wrong. How can there be a heart demon who does not want to occupy the body, but coaxes him to crush it? Yuan Dan, what about the soul flying away together?

Shen Gurong: "Heaven wants to kill me, and wants me to take the initiative to destroy everything I saw in Jingshilu."

As he spoke, he suddenly hooked his lips into a smile, and grabbed Shen Fengxue's hand that was holding "Li Hun".

When the wind picked up, Shen Gurong's red shirt flew up as if bathed in blood, his white hair fluttered, and although he was standing under the steps, his aura was unprecedentedly cold and stern.

He swallowed "Li Hun" in one gulp, stared at Shen Fengxue's suddenly constricted pupils, and smiled again.

"But I don't."

He said.

Heaven says this is wrong, so is it wrong?

He just doesn't believe it.

Shen Fengxue was stunned for a long time, as if she had never known Shen Gurong before.

He was silent for a long time, and suddenly laughed out loud.

Shen Fengxue smiled, two lines of tears slowly fell from his eyes, he gently squeezed the spiritual fruit lying quietly in the palm of his hand with two fingers, the white light shone slightly, after the disguise dissipated, it was Lihun.

What Shen Gurong swallowed just now was the spiritual fruit that could fuse memory demons.

Shen Gurong made the right choice.

Shen Fengxue's face was full of tears, she raised her hand to gently stroke Shen Gurong's white hair, and murmured: "You are right."

Shen Gurong didn't speak.

Shen Fengxue laughed and shed tears: "Just one thing, you are wrong."

Shen Gurong didn't know many things, most of them were boldly deduced by himself based on years of experience in reading scripts, it can be regarded as a blind cat bumping into a dead mouse.

Hearing this sentence, Shen Gurong pretended to be calm, and said indifferently: "I will not make mistakes."

Shen Fengxue laughed: "I am you."

He was just planted by Tiandao to let Shen Gurong shatter his memory with his own hands, but in the final analysis, he is still Shen Gurong.

It is still Shen Gurong's blank century-old memory of having encountered purgatory.

Shen Fengxue walked down the steps slowly, and finally stood shoulder to shoulder with him on the same level of steps.

He hugged Shen Gurong slowly, rested his chin on Shen Gurong's shoulder, and murmured in a low voice: "You didn't see Jing Shilu."

Shen Gurong was taken aback for a moment: "What?"

Shen Fengxue's voice became weaker and weaker, and her figure became weaker and weaker.

"You entered Jingshilu and experienced that life yourself."

Forcibly changing his fate against the sky, that's why Tiandao was so furious.

Shen Fengxue left the last sentence: "Jingshilu has been hidden from the world for thousands of years, only those who are recognized by the way of heaven are qualified to open it, and you are not that person, Shen Gurong."

Shen Gurong froze all over.

After Shen Fengxue finished speaking, her figure seemed to turn into powder and dissipate in an instant. At the same time, the missing piece in Shen Gurong's mind seemed to be filled with countless things.

Memories that had been vacant for half a year flooded into his mind overwhelmingly, Shen Gurong covered his head suddenly, staggered and almost fell down.

At the moment of weightlessness, a pair of hands suddenly embraced him, holding him tightly in his arms.

Familiar flavors are overwhelming.

Shen Gu endured the severe pain and reluctantly opened his eyes. After focusing his eyes, he saw Mu Yan's tear-stained face.

"Why are you crying?" Shen Gurong raised her hand vigorously, forced a smile, gently wiped away the tears on Mu Yu's face, and murmured, "Didn't I say I would come back?"

Mu Ban's tears fell even more fiercely.

After Shen Gurong finished speaking, the memory surged again, submerging him into a deeper swamp of consciousness in an instant.

"Master!"

Mu Ban's voice seemed to come through countless layers of barriers, the voice was full of tears, and Shen Gurong was very distressed, but at this moment, he had no time to worry about it.

The memory that was forcibly stripped out by Tiandao returned to its place, and Shen Gurong had a splitting headache and wanted to die directly, but he couldn't move his whole body at this time, so he could only forcibly endure the pain that was like Ling Chi, and bit by bit the messy memory smooth.

***

deep in memory.

Lantern Street.

Thirteen plague ghosts slaughtered the city.

Returning to Tang City, there was a sea of ​​flames, screams and corpses everywhere.

Shen Gurong was stunned, he was still holding the candied haws that his husband gave him, and he stood on the steps blankly, with nothing in his eyes.

This catastrophe seemed to be like a gale passing through the country, and it became like this in a blink of an eye.

It was so short that Shen Gurong didn't react at all.

Shen Xiwu screamed, instantly awakening Shen Gurong's sanity, he rushed forward and hugged Shen Xiwu in his arms, and said with a trembling voice: "Don't be afraid, Xiwu, don't be afraid, brother is here."

Shen Xiwu choked up and said, "Brother, what happened to them?"

Shen Gurong didn't know it himself, he hugged Shen Xiwu and wanted to run home recklessly, but he was stopped by his husband as soon as he got up the steps.

Shen Gurong asked blankly, "Sir?"

The gentleman was dressed in green, holding a bamboo chi in his hand, and said with compassion, "Gu Rong, you can't go back."

Shen Gurong was stunned for a moment, for the first time he felt that his brain was not enough, and he couldn't understand the words of others: "Ah? What?"

The gentleman raised the bamboo chi, lightly pointed at the place where the fire spread, and said: "The epidemic fire spread from the periphery to Huadeng Street. Where the fire passed, the epidemic ghosts have slaughtered all living beings."

Shen Gurong didn't understand, and said dryly: "Sir, is this a fragment of a new script?"

But he didn't have the time or the mood to obey the book, picked up his sister and wanted to go home regardless.

Parents, elder brother and sister-in-law are still at home waiting for them to go back.

Although Shen Gurong already had a vague guess in her heart, she still refused to believe it and couldn't accept it.

Obviously... just now it was fine.

The once-a-year Lantern Street, everything is obviously the same as in previous years, and the fireworks will be set off in half an hour. After watching the fireworks, they will go home, sleep on the bed as usual, and do all kinds of strange things. Weird dream.

instead of now...

The fire was burning on his body, it was obviously not a dream, but the sight in front of him was even scarier than a nightmare.

Shen Gurong didn't dare to look at the corpses all over the ground, even at this time he was extremely smart, trembling all over, he ran to a place where there were very few screams, just running, he was in the deep road Lost in the alley.

Shen Gurong didn't want her sister to be afraid, so she pretended to be calm and reliable, and said, "Xi Wu, you...do you remember how to get home?"

Shen Xiwu raised her head from his arms in a daze, looked around, and shook her head.

Shen Gurong: "..."

Shen Gurong's face was calm, but his heart was extremely flustered. He wanted to hug his sister up again, but after running for so long, his arms were so weak that he could only carry Shen Xiwu on his back, and chose a random alley to run away past.

Even in the alley, there are unrecognizable corpses from time to time, Shen Gurong ran over without looking, and said in a trembling voice: "Xiwu, close your eyes."

Shen Xiwu hastily closed her eyes tightly.

Shen Gurong comforted her: "When you open it again, my brother will take you home."

Shen Xiwu nodded: "Okay, brother Xiwuxin."

Shen Gurong forced a smile.

His mind was in a mess, and he felt as if he was having an absurd dream, and he couldn't wake up no matter how hard he ran.

Back to Tang City has been stable for thousands of years, how could it be possible to encounter such a catastrophe in one day?

Shen Gurong didn't want to believe it, she couldn't believe it.

He tried his best to convince himself, and ran for a long time, until the screams in the whole city became smaller and smaller.

After rushing into an alley, Shen Gurong looked blankly at the sea of ​​fire around him.

He was back where he was.

The lanterns floated on the river, making the river sparkling, and the time was quiet. Compared with the scene of purgatory on the shore, it was even more creepy.

Shen Gurong refused to believe it, and was about to leave again when he heard the sound of water breaking from the river not far away.

He stared blankly.

On the surface of the river, a person stood on a small boat, looking at Huitang City, who looked like a purgatory, with a blank expression, and his body... turned out to be translucent.

Shen Gurong: "..."

Shen Gurong, who was afraid of ghosts, almost passed out.

At some point, Mr. had already stood behind him, covered his eyes, and said calmly, "That's a water ghost."

Shen Gurong seemed to have found a sense of security, sobbed and covered her husband's hand, and said with a trembling voice: "Didn't the teacher say... There are no ghosts, ghosts, demons, ghosts and demons in this world?"

The gentleman seemed to smile, and said lightly: "It's just that I haven't returned to Tangcheng."

He protected Shen Gurong and Shen Fengxue behind him, and said: "Be behind me, don't run around."

Shen Gurong said dully: "But my parents..."

The gentleman sighed and said, "They are all dead."

Shen Gurong was taken aback for a moment, thinking that the husband was joking for a moment.

When did that gentleman, who was full of sage words, be able to spit out such cruel words without a wave?

"Dead... dead?"

Shen Gurong stayed where she was, even Shen Xiwu forgot to cry.

The water ghost's boat couldn't reach the shore, so he could only watch from a distance. He still had traces of the magic circle that had just activated the "Plague Raising Ghost" in his hand.

"Chosen one, report your name."

He spoke to Mr., his voice hoarse as if holding gravel.

The husband turned his head to look at him, and smiled softly: "It's not worth mentioning."

"That's right." Shui Gui said, "Today is over, and there is no one in the world to protect the "Jingshilu", no matter if it is unknown or taboo. "

He stared at the gentleman with dark eyes: "Everyone who returns to Tangcheng will be slaughtered by the plague ghost. Even if you are still alive, you must not interfere with the cause and effect of the mortal world, otherwise you will definitely be punished by heaven."

Shen Gurong's face was dull, she didn't know what they were talking about.

The water ghost raised its sharp claws and said coldly: "Hand over Jing Shilu, and I will save your life."

The gentleman smiled, holding the bamboo chi in his hand, and casually rolled it like a sword flower, his wide sleeves fluttered, bringing a faint and refreshing sandalwood fragrance.

"Jing Shilu is here." The gentleman said, "You come and get it."

The author has something to say: double update!

Mu Ji: I hate men crying all the time.

[The previous Shizun wears Jingshilu, it doesn’t mean that this world is Jingshilu, but the life in the storybook is Jingshilu!