My daily life with neuropathy

"Father will appear?" Feiguan frowned, and his first reaction was, "Impossible!"

"How?" I asked.

"When I was leaving," Feiguan said, "I cast the Moon Spirit Forbidden Art, I am immortal, so my father will not be able to wake up from the illusion..."

"But you died once, remember?" I reminded.

The former Yue Ling and the current Ghost Cultivator, Fei Guan was speechless by me. After a while, he reluctantly said, "Father won't listen to me and...other than the Emperor Jun."

"I know you can't." I said, "Is it possible that someone else imitated?"

"It's unlikely." Feiguan shook his head and said, "It's very difficult to imitate a person's timbre."

"..." I was silent, and suddenly remembered the red-eyed Emperor Jun I saw in the illusion before, and asked, "I have a question..."

"What's the problem?" said the cousin.

"Does anyone know what color Jun Tianzi's eyes are?" I asked coldly.

"Black." My cousin said without hesitation.

"Could it be red?" I asked.

"Impossible." My cousin said, "Unless the meridian is retrograde, giving birth to a demon...!" At this point, he also reacted and looked at me.

"Feiguan." I said to Feiguan, "Now, can I trust you?"

"I don't dare to say what I deserve." Feiguan said.

"Then take me to find Po Hanshuang." I said, and said to my cousin, "I will leave the moon seal to you, is that okay?"

"Leave it to me," said the cousin, "go and return, don't get hurt by thieves."

"I'm fine," I said.

So I left the room with Feiguan.

"Patriarch, what's going on?" Feiguan asked.

"Feiguan, what was your reason for not returning Soul Frost to Yue Ling?" I asked.

"..." Feiguan hesitated for a while, and said, "Because my father's soul element was taken by Emperor Jun to fuse with Soul Frost, if it is returned to the Moon Spirit Clan, then according to the method of the Moon Spirit Clan , sooner or later, my father will be killed by his own people."

"Then, can you put the soul essence of two people in that Soul Frost?" I asked.

"This..." Feiguan thought for a while, "It should be fine."

My guess was confirmed, and I hurriedly said to Feiguan, "Listen, I have a guess now that the person who drove your father crazy back then was not Emperor Jun himself, but his demons. And I don't know what happened to his heart demon in the end. If he died, he must not have died... It should be that when he put your father's soul element into Soul Frost, he put something of his own. Also put it in..."

"That's right." A voice said from behind.

I turned my head and looked—

It is still the appearance of the Emperor Jun I have seen in my memory, except that the white clothes have been replaced by black clothes, the handsome and elegant appearance is the same as before, but the smile on his face is a little more evil and uninhibited than that of the Lord. , unlike Jun Tianzi, he is a bit more bewitching than the former.

Along with beauty comes the coercion that belongs to the ancient sages.

"I am his demon." The folding fan in his hand seemed to be stained black, he looked at me and smiled, "But other than that, we are the same, voice, appearance, memory, ability... Almost exactly the same, you say, isn't it?"

As soon as his voice fell, I felt a surge of energy rushing towards me.

Then, I was plunged into darkness.

Whose memory is this?A darkness, I thought, not knowing why it was there, and not knowing why it wasn't there.

Between life and death, I wander in this world without birth and death, without beginning and without end.

In the midst of this long and monotonous memory, I feel that I have to follow along.

It's already so painful just watching from the sidelines, so how does it feel to experience it yourself?

I do not know.

I suddenly feel a little distressed for the owner in this memory. No matter who is a normal person, if he is locked up in a small black room for such a long time, I feel that he will be suffocated into a pervert like summer with three shifts a day. [what the hell

The small black house is risky, so be careful when you are locked up.

Just when my thoughts had drifted far away, suddenly, a burst of dazzling light hurt my eyes.

I lost my vision in the light, and when I opened it again, I found that I had a body, wearing a pair of armor soaked in a lot of blood, holding a long sword in a daze in the hall.

This is......?

I looked down at myself, even though I was wrapped in the cold armor, I could still see the slender and powerful hands with well-proportioned flesh and bones.

who am I?

I looked left and right, but I didn't see a mirror that could be used to look at people.

Standing here all the time is not an option, obviously the owner of this memory thought so too. After standing there for a moment, he put away his long sword, then walked behind the screen, and after making two or three bends, he took a risk. The hot spring appeared.

To be honest, wearing blood-stained armor is actually very uncomfortable. When I saw the hot spring, both I and he were relieved.

He took off his armor decisively, and threw them one by one on the shore, revealing his blood-stained underwear—I don't know if it was his own or someone else's, then he took a look at the dirty underwear, and then He also took off his underwear.

So I was lucky enough to see a legendary good figure who looked thin in clothes and fleshy in undress, and then he walked into the water.

In that water, he and I finally saw our own faces.

The enemy's blood was coagulated on the face and had not been washed away. There was a trace of bewilderment and hesitation in the always calm and gentle face, and the pair of eyes hidden in the black hair did not match the bright red in memory.

Who am I?

Oh, I am the Son of Heaven.

The angle of view gradually rose, and I saw him pick up the water and pour it on his head in a somewhat dumbfounded way——

Then the scenery changed, I was wearing the costume of a guard, and I supported the patriarch of the Moon Spirit Clan in full costume. I felt a breath from him that I had felt before. Could it be that my awakening is related to that?In any case, the temptation this time was considered to be profitable.

At this time, the patriarch who lost Soul Frost and was just trying to support the climbing ladder did not feel my probing eyes.

interesting.

The boredom I endured after waking up disappeared without a trace.

Studying how I wake up, I have to say, is also a very interesting process.

His thoughts emerged in my mind, and the angle of view moved up with the guards, and stopped on the side face of the patriarch.

It has to be said that this patriarch...is quite a wonderful person.

So, how about keeping him?

Then, I lost the first-person perspective and could only look at them from the side.

"May I ask when His Royal Highness will meet me?" The patriarch said, drinking a cup of tea, neither salty nor weak.

"Return to your lord." The guard dressed up by the devil Jun Tianzi said politely. "My Highness is busy with affairs, please wait patiently."

"Oh, yes." The patriarch smiled, brought the teacup to his lips, and raised a bright smile that was just right, "Then I'll just wait, you, come and drink with me."

"But, my lord, what you drink is tea." The guard said in a very embarrassed way.

"What?" The patriarch smiled, and the mere movement of putting down the teacup also made him act in a thousand ways, "I replace wine with tea, and you replace tea with wine, can't you?"

"This... okay." The guard said helplessly.

"Hehe~" The patriarch looked at the guards who were drinking, and showed a smile of unknown meaning.

Then I saw the patriarch fell down on the table after drinking tea.

"Hey, what should I say about you? My lovely patriarch~" the guard chuckled softly, "You are so scheming against a small guard, but you don't want to fortify against the one above?"

"It seems that you are arrogant." Taking off the helmet, the demon showed a smile that must be won, "It seems that how to keep you is not a simple matter. However, it is worth my trouble. Don't let me down, my dear patriarch."

The scenery changes...

"The Patriarch of the Moon Spirit Clan is here to pay a visit!" Following the announcement of the guards outside the door, the magnificent patriarch walked in.

Above the main hall, the golden curtain was heavily covered, and the face of the person sitting on the main seat could not be seen clearly.

"Oh? I don't know the patriarch of the Moon Spirit Clan, what's the point of coming to me?" The man behind the curtain tapped a folding fan on his palm and said frivolously.

"Now that the Yueling clan has surrendered, please be merciful, and return the clan's most precious treasure, Soul Frost." The patriarch bit his lower lip and said.

"Oh?" The man's voice contained a hint of surprise, "Why do you think Soul Frost is in someone's hand?"

"All Moon Spirits will be sensitive to Soul Frost." The patriarch frowned and said.

"Oh, I just sigh that someone is not a member of the Moon Spirit, I can't fully believe this statement!" said the man behind the curtain.

"Then, what to do..." the patriarch said.

"Naturally, it is necessary to produce convincing evidence, otherwise, there is nothing I can do."

Then the patriarch saluted and stepped back.

The scenery changed again, and this time it took a longer time, probably because there were more memories that were skipped.

But when I saw the patriarch again, I was completely stunned.

In this memory I missed, what happened to make him look like a ghost?

So... sad, and hopeless.

"Since the agreed period has come, and the patriarch still can't find the relevant evidence, then I can only say sorry." The person behind the curtain said, "But since Yueling has surrendered, I have to say sorry to Yueling. Since the patriarch said that this place is full of cold air, then can someone send someone to collect this cold air and send it to Yueling once a month?"

"..." The patriarch had lost the agility he had when he first met him, and after staring blankly for a while, he replied, "Okay, okay... the minister accepts the order... .”

"Well, in the past few days, although there are not many opportunities to meet with the patriarch, but the few times, it makes the patriarch extremely hate each other. If the patriarch also has the same thoughts as me, The once-a-month delivery of cold air is a good opportunity for the two of us to talk, isn't it, Qingfeng?"

When hearing the name Qingfeng, the patriarch seemed to wake up suddenly, he looked around nervously for a week, and said in panic, "Zhuochen, where is Zhuochen!"

"Oh, it's just an improper guard." The man smiled, "Master Patriarch, why should you care?"

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, the moment the patriarch raised his head, a gust of wind happened to blow the curtain up.

Then, the patriarch and I saw the same sight.

Wearing a black robe trimmed with gold and having a pair of red pupils, Jun Tianzi is sitting in the hall holding a folding fan. He has exactly the same appearance and body shape as Zhuo Chen said by the patriarch, but the difference is that he is equally handsome. But with a bewitching and evil smile on his face, he looked down at the people in the hall from time to time.

This is also the scene that the patriarch of the Moon Spirit Clan named Fu Qingfeng saw at the last moment when he was still sane.

Cruel and decisive broke all his fantasies.

The author has something to say: Huhu, explain it here.

To put it simply, it is the bet between the patriarch and the heart demon, to find the basis for the existence of Soul Frost in the palace, the patriarch wants to use beauty to make the emperor surrender, and it happens that the heart demon disguises himself as a guard to test it out, the game between the two In the middle of the heart demon game, he succeeded in driving the patriarch to the brink of collapse and made him extremely dependent on the guard.The reason why I have been hiding behind the curtain is to cause this final blow...and then I succeeded in driving the patriarch _(:з」∠)_.

The inner demon is a ghost shaking S... (shaking)