Fushangshen Parenting Collection

The three words 'good' actually contained quite a lot of Liu Xing's expectations and visions.

I hope that the fertile land can grow delicious food and beautiful flowers; I hope that the house will no longer be dilapidated and leaky, but warm and insulated, generous and beautiful; I hope that the Fusangshen don't have to hide anymore, and can appear in front of other people openly.

However, no matter which one, it is a goal that is completely unreachable at this stage.

Liu Xing withdrew her gaze in some disappointment, leaned against the candle holder and slowly closed her eyes.

He has entered too many times today, and he is a little tired.

Not only physical, but mental exhaustion is also tormenting.

Fu Sangshen were distrustful, with defensive and vigilant eyes, even thinking about it now, Liu Xing still felt very sad, as if he saw himself in the past.

That little self who doesn't want to communicate with others, only knows to avoid and fear.

...Fortunately, he met Candlestick Che.

But what about this group of fusangshen... who else can they rely on?

Shizheng won't wait too long. Once the work of the pack of wolves is over, the Shenyin organization will be the next target.

Even if the Shenyin organization has a large scale, there is no way to escape the entire current affairs, and there is even a joint arrest by other god judges. Even if they get the information in advance and escape from the current affairs, their actions will only become more and more Difficult, and life will get harder...something has to be done before these things happen.

But what to do, Liu Xing has no idea at all.

"Don't worry so much," Zhu Keqie said softly, "Three Riyue and the others should already have a solution."

Liu Xing didn't open her eyes, she just drilled deeper into Candlestick Cut's arms, and nodded indiscriminately.

Even if the encirclement and suppression of current politics can be resolved, what about the dark matter?

Even Sanriyue is helpless.

... Or do you want those fallen Fusangshen to wait for death slowly?But... the dark fall is just a choice when they are at the end of their rope. If it is not for the persecution of human beings, how could Fu Sangshen fall in the dark?

Obviously it was not the fault of the gods, but in the end the gods had to bear it.

Liu Xing couldn't understand the reason behind this at all.

Thinking that Fu Sangshen might indulge in killing at any time, become a retrograde army, and be beheaded by their colleagues in the end... Liu Xing's little heart thumped, and a surge of sadness suddenly rose.

He didn't want any god to end his life in this way.

If it is true as Yaoyan said, as long as the willpower is strong enough, you can hold on and not continue to fall...

——His empathy ability may be of some use.

As long as I instill my emotions into Fu Sangshen, I can suppress the hatred, anger and hatred in their hearts.Liu Xing thought.Or... to erase some of the bad memories.

Maybe, Fu Sangshen's dark fall could be stopped.

But Liu Xing is not without worries, because he knows that his ability has serious disadvantages.

When controlling the other party, he can't refuse to share some emotions of the other party, and when checking the memory, even the memory and personality may be disordered. When he checked the memory of Watanabe Luyi before, he almost really thought that he was Watanabe Bian Lu Yi.

It's a dangerous thing to lose yourself in.

Liu Xing couldn't imagine how she would feel when she was no longer herself.

He once heard Gu Gu say that the most frustrating thing about memory loss is not that he can't remember the past... but that he can't remember himself.

All memories are learned from other people's mouth.

Including name, age, personality, preferences, but those are all stories belonging to Gukuu Toshiro, and have nothing to do with 'me'.Gu Gu said.

This kind of separation that can't be unified in perception makes Gu Gu feel strange even when looking in the mirror.

I can't admit that the person in the mirror is me, but I can't deny that the person in the mirror is me.

Especially when hearing others talk about the past, this feeling is more serious.

So much so that he was thinking about retrieving his memory, and decided to go to practice, and he was freed from this state after returning.

Liu Xing couldn't help feeling even more uneasy when he thought of Gu Gu and himself.

His situation is different from Gu Gu's. Gu Gu has lost his memory and lost himself, while he... has too much memory and lost himself.

Liu Xing also couldn't tell which situation would be worse.

But he knew that he was the only hope for the fallen Fusangshen.

Candlestick cut seemed to sense something was wrong with Liu Xing, gently stroked the top of Liu Xing's hair, lowered his head and kissed it, and said softly, "What's wrong?"

Liu Xing was silent for a while, but still didn't tell Candlestick the truth, but said coquettishly: "Candlestick, I'm so tired, I want to sleep."

"Sleep on me for a while, and it's time to go back after Sanriyue's conversation is over."

Liu Xing let out a muffled "hmm".

With the ability of empathy, they may be able to save them.Liu Xing thought.But why did I hesitate?

Why should I... be afraid of something that I think is right?

Liu Xing leaned against Candlestick Chee's arms with her eyes closed, no matter how tired she was physically and mentally, she still did not fall asleep.

There are countless thoughts in the mind, and the little angel and the little devil are arguing.

The little angel said: "I want to save Fu Sangshen who is about to fall."

"I don't want to forget Candelabra," said the little devil.

The little angel said: "I can help this desperate Honmaru."

"I don't want to forget Candelabra," said the little devil.

The little angel said: "Although I am not the savior, this is what I want to do and only I can do."

The little devil said: "...but I don't want to forget the candlestick."

Liu Xing thought.

I'm not afraid of losing myself.

I'm afraid to forget the candlestick cut.

In the evening, as the sun was setting, Liu Xing left all the souvenirs he had brought with Zong Jin, San Riyue and Candlestick cut took Liu Xing back to Se64 Honmaru.

After dinner it was another meeting.

Liu Xing was dizzy from hearing it, and only grasped one important point.

"... Will the dark sword be discarded?" Liu Xing grabbed San Riyue's sleeve and asked nervously, "Will they be used as bait?"

"...This is the last contribution they can make to their colleagues." San Riyue smiled wryly, "Compared to being beheaded by their companions, perhaps the attack from current affairs... would make them feel better."

"...No...but..." He thought of the vibe drum Zhong Zhenzong next to Okuri, and said in a panic, "They haven't completely fallen in the dark, and their companions haven't given up yet..."

"...It's all about sooner or later." Only Candlestick knows what Liu Xing is talking about, rubbing his temples and taking the conversation, "No matter how much you struggle, you will just make that day come later...instead of enduring the torment of the dark fall If you are lingering on your last breath, it is better to dedicate your last strength to your partners, and let them break their knives before they fall completely."

Candlestick definitely thinks so.

If the same situation were encountered, he would definitely do the same.

Liu Xing knew that Candlestick was telling the truth, so she became even more sad.

"But...it's not hopeless at all. If I use empathy to infuse them with positive emotions and delete their bad memories—their dark fall will definitely be suppressed, even if it won't get better. But it won't get any worse!"

As soon as this sentence came out, Fu Sangshen who was present couldn't help frowning.

"Didn't you say that your ability can't be abused?" Candlestick cut his face livid, "Whether your ability can suppress the dark fall is still unknown, but the sequelae it brings are obvious, not to mention that Fu Sangshen's memory is hundreds of years old. Years, even thousands of years, do you know what that concept is? Are you sure you won't be overwhelmed by long memories and lose yourself?"

Liu Xing subconsciously clenched his fist.

"Don't mention this matter again." Candlestick cut took a deep breath, "The meeting is almost over, you wash up and go to sleep."

Liu Xing refused, and begged in a low voice: "... Please... at least let me try, I remember, there is a dark fall in their pill, his memory is basically burned out, if It's a one-shot, one strike, I can do it, and I will definitely save him—"

"So?" Candlestick asked dryly, "What should I do if something happens to you?"

Liu Xing was speechless, opened his mouth, but couldn't make a sound.

He wanted to say that nothing would happen to him and he would not get lost, but seeing the sad and hurt expression on the candlestick, he couldn't utter a single word.

Liu Xing lowered his face slowly.

"...I'm sorry," Liu Xing said in a dazed tone, staring at the palm of his hand in a daze, "...Am I too stubborn? Or...too naive?"

He was silent for a long time before he said again: "When I was in despair, you were the ones who saved me."

"Obviously I have encountered so many bad things, and my trust in human beings is already in jeopardy... But you still saved me who was lonely, weird, and cowardly."

"...This must be the kindness that only belongs to the gods." Liu Xing murmured, "I can't count how many times this kindness has saved me."

"I do sympathize with Fu Sangshen who has fallen in the dark, and even seeing them... reminds me of myself."

"I... I don't know where my sense of purpose comes from, I just... just feel..."

"This time, it's my turn."

"I want to reach out to them the same way you reached out to me."

"I want to be as gentle as you are."