Hurriedly walking away from the puppet Shiting's body, "Shiting" hurriedly left the seat and went deep into Haitang.The guests who were chatting with each other and biting their pens were all at a loss. Thinking of where the man went, there was a meaningful smile on his face: At this time, Prince Ting is indeed the famous Prince of Color. Can't wait.

Sure enough, she couldn't live without the beauty.

Thinking about it this way, my thoughts flowed like a spring, one by one with the topic of bird control, and beauty as a metaphor for flowers, writing like a god.

Zhiniao was waiting for him under the largest crabapple flower, and the monk got his promise and left.

How interesting, originally "Shi Ting" didn't know how to face it, and only showed others as a fabricated puppet that only listened to his commands, but now in order to keep him, he had to come back again.He seems to face Zhitiao with a false appearance every time, but why, this person is able to see through him every time, directly revealing his appearance that he dare not show.

"Don't be nervous." Zhi Niao stood under the crabapple flowers, and the red crimson in the sky was no match for the next person, "Aren't you always guiding me, getting closer to myself?"

Zhi Niao stretched out his hand to him, and in his smile was the affection he could not refuse: "I will satisfy you well for what you want." Who gave him the courage to dare to guide himself, how to do the most like Own?

When I didn't remember anything before, if I had any request, I would naturally listen to it, and it was more of a kind of indifferent ignorance.Anyway, it was the boss, since he was provided with room and board, it didn't seem like a big deal to satisfy his wish.

It's different now, those seemingly guiding words are the most annoying to him.

If we simply use the theory of "color and Tao", the world's shapes and colors are definitely not the same, and each has its own beauty.Biansheng pointed to his appearance and said that everyone should enjoy it. No one would be angry if he heard it. He gave him a chance to explain it carefully.

Shi Ting was speechless, and knew that Zhiniao was upset because of his wrong order, so he obediently followed behind, and the two of them returned to the banquet one after the other. For some reason, they always felt that the atmosphere was not right.

Zhidiao, who has forgotten everything, looks obedient and obedient, with such a beauty in his arms, I don't know how many people are jealous.

Even many scholars have automatically filled their brains with stories about powerless and weak beauties who were bullied by bullies and princes.While reciting poems and composing music, he expressed his true feelings in his writing, "The fragrance is cold and the core is cold, and I haven't met my confidant."

Right now, everything seems to be reversed.It's bright and moving, but it doesn't belong to anyone, and people can't help but chase after it. When they are free after the poetry meeting, they all run over to say hello to him, and ask him shyly "whether you are married or not".

Jitori just responded with a tactful smile and had no other meaning.

But I can't help others to think too much, and I smack back and forth between Zhiniao and Shi Ting, and I feel that the beauty is being coerced by others, which makes people feel distressed, and looking at Shi Ting seems to see an enemy.

Zhitiao has always been able to distinguish certain things clearly.

He is really not a good person, since Shi Ting likes to guide himself so much, he will do what he wishes and seduce everyone he has seen, as a reward for those inappropriate words and deeds.Anyway, ordinary damage can't really hurt Shi Ting, and the other party seems to connive him to do so. He was just a puppet figure made in a world, and he can just change it when it's useless.

But on the other hand, Zhi Niao could also feel that Shi Ting had sincere admiration for him, but there were many mistakes in his method.

"I just, can't just watch you leave me." Once or twice is enough, he chases Zhitiao, but in every world, he can only be a passerby passing by.Obviously sometimes, he chose the identity closest to Zhitiao, or even the one who was the first to contact Zhitiao, but every time he couldn't go to the end with him.

From the original world, to each of the following.

He couldn't redeem anything at all, so it became an inextricable knot.

However, even if Zhitiao deliberately flirted with other people in front of his eyes, Shi Ting didn't feel anything, instead it was a bit like the beginning.At least in this world that he has interfered with, nothing can pose a threat to Jitori.

Maybe he can grow old together with Zhi bird once?

Ah, wait, did he forget to add the "aging" setting... In short, being able to be with Jitori smoothly is something to be happy about.

Without Jitori by his side, he would really go crazy.

"So forget about it." One day after leaving the flower viewing feast, Shi Ting found an opportunity to get bored with Zhitiao, peeling the outer layer of the peach with his hands, and suddenly got such a reply, "Forget everything , is the best solution."

Just pretend that we have never met each other. After all, Zhidiao really forgot about Shi Ting's feelings completely. He doesn't need those memories at all, and they are not interesting memories: "Even if you recreate it now, it's useless, I It is no longer the existence in your memory." He is a flower queji bird, and that's all.

Spending so long waiting for Shiting to relax mentally is just to have a more efficient effect when forgetting to activate.

"No, you can't do this!" After suddenly realizing that he had once again fallen into the gentle trap of the person in front of him, Shi Ting shouted in disbelief, "I found you with great difficulty, if you really hate me so much, I will only Seeing you from a distance, never appearing in front of your eyes, are you unwilling to give me such an opportunity?"

"That way, you will be more sad, it is better to forget about it." This is good for them all.

Searching through the memory given to him by the system, he also noticed many things when he saw Shi Ting.Zeng Zhiniao always thought that becoming an oiran was his first life and the beginning of everything, but he looked through his memory, but he couldn't find an existence similar to Shi Ting.

That night, Shi Ting said that watching him die was another incongruity. No matter which world, under the intervention of the system, he never really died.

This can only mean one thing.

Jitori had indeed died once, before encountering the system, perhaps earlier than his earliest memory.Those things all dissipated with death, he doesn't remember, and has been reincarnated as another separate entity.

But Shi Ting still couldn't forget him, and regarded him as the sustenance of the past.

This admiration and devotion is not real, it is more out of guilt or other compensatory psychology, so the puppet created can also dictate to the self after amnesia.Zhitiao doesn't want it, the best way is to make the other party forget it too.

Being independent of each other is the best result.

Looking at Shiting who was forced to forget and fell into a coma under his own intervention, Zhidiao said the words of leaving to the system: "I don't want to stay here for a moment, why don't you go and see your client, do it. something meaningful."

[OK ok! ]

The system rummaged through its own background again to see if there was a world that was simpler and could take the host to relax, and finally chose a commission from the snake demon.

The jump in time and space was quickly started, and a living person just disappeared in broad daylight, as if he had never arrived.

Soon, the tampered palace of Shi Wang also slowly disappeared. The monk stood in the void not far away, watching all these changes slowly, the rosary in his hand finally stopped spinning.

He suddenly had a feeling, and sat down cross-legged, as if he had been enlightened, and many avenues appeared in front of him.

In the next second, it lost its trace in the void.

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On the other side, Zhiniao came back to his senses and found that he was actually entangled on the beam of the house. Not far away was a clean Buddha statue, and a young monk was sitting in front of the statue, chanting sutras.

Logically speaking, everything seems to be normal, except for one thing, Zhidiao feels that something is wrong, why does he feel that his perspective seems strange?

"Hee hee, because you are in my body now~" A person suddenly appeared in front of him, a "person" with a pair of vertical pupils, wearing a monk's robe: "I want to find someone to help me, I didn't expect to find you, others can't see you, but I can see you, little brother, you are much prettier than me~"

His tone is very strange, how should I put it, there is a smell of yin and yang everywhere, not lovable, but not annoying.The weird accents hidden in those words are more like coquettish: "But it's useless no matter how good-looking you are now, I think you didn't make people fall in love with you just because of your appearance. It’s not like you’ve completed your mission.”

"Why doesn't the appearance count?"

He choked and frowned: "Because, because I want that monk to fall in love with me! If you look better than me and use your own body, then you are not in love with me." After finishing speaking, He seemed to feel that something was wrong, and continued to add in a low voice, "Besides, that monk, pretending to be noble, how could he fall in love with me just because of my appearance?"

"If it's just based on appearance, I don't think I'm bad~"

That's right, Zhi Niao looked at the client in front of him, he was indeed not bad in terms of appearance, but asked, "Why do you have a snake tail?"

"Oh, I accidentally exposed it!" He hurriedly covered his snake tail with his monk robe, "Can you pretend you didn't see it, the monk said that he doesn't like my snake tail."

"Then the monk you said loves you, or doesn't love you?"

"Of course that monk doesn't love me anymore, that's why I summoned you here!"

"If that monk doesn't love you, why do you care about showing the snake's tail? Will he like you?" Zhi Niao thought this snake demon was a bit interesting. He obviously didn't understand anything, but he was trying to be brave and pretended to know everything. Same, say your various demands in front of him.

It looks like a snake, but inside it is a clam spirit.

"Because..." The snake demon thought for a long time, but couldn't figure out the logic behind it, "I know, he doesn't like me because I have a snake tail!"

Then he looked at Zhiniao again, with a distressed expression on his face: "Too bad, you don't have a snake tail, then he will definitely like you."

"I came here because I borrowed your body. He saw me as having a snake tail." Zhi Niao broke it up and explained to him, afraid that the young snake demon would not understand the relationship.

However, even so, the snake demon still couldn't figure out the relationship. Because of thinking, the frequency of spitting out the red letter in his mouth was much faster than normal. It's a snake demon, but I want him to love me, so wouldn't it be impossible for him to love me forever?"

After crying for a while, he suddenly put his head in front of Jitori's eyes.

The snake moved so fast that even Zhiniao didn't have time to catch his movement: "Little brother, since you are here, there must be a way to make the monk fall in love with you! I promise you, as long as the monk falls in love with you, I will Even if your task is completed, how about it?"

"I don't know, I have to try to find out." Zhidiao never put too much hope on the client on this kind of issue, he just said it realistically.

"I think the little brother can do it!" The snake demon didn't care about it, "I used to be with the monk, and every time he said he would try it, I thought he couldn't help it, but the monk seemed to be able to do anything. If you can do it, the little brother can do the same, right?"

"I'm just trying."

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