Lao Gong begs you not to seek death

Ji Si's face became paler and paler, Lin Yusheng shouted to the back, "Let's fly! Take out the soul chain!"

Qi Fei looked a little embarrassed, "This..."

Lin Yusheng was sweating profusely, "Why are you still hesitating! You can't talk without counting the appointment!"

Qi Fei opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but Ji Si suddenly turned Lin Yusheng's head and made him look at him, "Brother, don't look at other people, look at me."

His breath is undisturbed, it sounds like he has been carrying a weight of more than ten kilograms for a long time, until the water of the Yellow River dries up, the afterglow of the setting sun disappears, and the soul fire that fills the sky returns to the land of chaos, and his hands and feet are heaving towards the unreachable shore , do your best...

Now...he could finally stop.

There was a bitter taste on the back of Lin Yusheng's tongue, and he suddenly didn't know what to do, as if nothing was good, everything was wrong.

Ji Si saw the troubled look on his face, and the corners of his mouth curled up. This smile was pure and happy, exactly the same as when he was rescued by Lin Yu 11 years ago.

That day, Lin Yu wore a Taoist robe and wooden sword, like a god descended from the sky, just like the morning star at dusk, it was so bright and so far away, guiding those who lost their way back to the right way.

People can't help but touch it, and then withdraw their hand when they are about to touch it...

I'm afraid that the dirty things on my fingertips will tarnish that rare beauty...

Ji Si was supposed to die in this forest of hungry ghosts, and there was nothing left in his vision except black and white, but because he said "Follow me", the colors came alive in an instant. From then on, this world has colorful lights... …

"Brother, I asked you the same question 11 years ago, and now I want to ask you again." He stroked Lin Yusheng's cheek, his posture extremely low, almost humbled into the dust.

Lin Yusheng felt very uncomfortable, but he still nodded cooperatively, "Ask."

Ji Si caught a glimpse of the white shadow behind them from the corner of his eye, and smiled even more, "Brother, do you believe in ghosts and gods?"

Qi Fei was taken aback.

Lin Yusheng didn't seem to understand why he asked this, and just about to say "letter", Qi Fei shouted, "Lin Yusheng! Don't answer him!"

Qi Fei, who has always been a "bystander", suddenly rushed up, carrying the chain in one hand, swung the mourning stick in the other, and swung it to the ground with a "boom", quickly separating the two of them, then his eyes flashed fiercely, and he said sharply : "Ji Si! You will regret it!"

Ji Si staggered two steps before slowly standing still, and stared back unceremoniously, "Bai Wuchang, remember your identity, this is not something you can interfere with, if you want to go back to the underworld, just get out."

Lin Yusheng asked blankly, "What's wrong?"

Ji Si changed his face in a second, and said with a spring breeze: "Don't you know, brother? It is absolutely impossible for Bai Wuchang to help you divide your soul."

Lin Yusheng: "Why?"

Ji Si: "Because it was Bai Wuchang's chain that caused the current situation. If he has another chain, it will add fuel to the fire, add salt to the wound, make one mistake twice, and he doesn't want to go back to the underworld."

"..." Lin Yusheng turned his head to look at a certain Wuchang in disbelief, "Didn't you say you couldn't do it?"

Qi Fei immediately wilted into an ostrich, "Didn't the old man agree to you..."

Lin Yusheng: "..."

While they were chatting, Ji Si suddenly thrust the wooden sword into the soil in front of him, chanted a mantra, moved his lips quickly, and finally made a "snap" with his hands in seals, and a gust of wind suddenly blew up around him. A strong wind stirred up dead leaves and dust, and a drop of blood dripped from the corner of his mouth.

Seeing this, Lin Yusheng grabbed Qi Fei's skirt and said viciously, "Help me quickly! Otherwise, I will personally go to the Palace of the King of Hell to sue you!"

Qi Fei wrote "Damn" in his heart, and he quit at that time, "How many times have I saved you, and this is how you fucking repay me?!"

Lin Yusheng: "I don't care! In short, you have to help this favor if you want to, and you have to help if you don't want to!"

Qi Fei: "..."

I have seen shameless, never seen such shameless.

After two seconds of ideological struggle, he seemed to give up resisting, offering the mourning stick and soul chain with both hands, pouted his lips awkwardly, and muttered: "The old man is blind to save you such a white-eyed wolf."

Lin Yusheng snatched the chain of the stick, hurriedly replied "Thank you", then threw off the chain and ran up. The mourning stick stretched into a long stick of more than one meter in an instant, and was thrown straight from the air. He hit Ji Si, but when he was about to touch it, the wooden sword sent out an invisible air current, which deflected his attack abruptly.

Lin Yusheng recognized the gust of air in a second, it was the aura that his master instilled in Mu Jian, for him to protect himself in the future.

He also asked Ji Si to protect himself when he was a child.

However, this spiritual energy has not been passive for several years, but it is used in this scene of killing thousands of swords...

Lin Yusheng had never been as upset as he is now. He wrapped the chain around his palm, tightly clenched it into a fist, and punched it violently, hitting the barrier set up by Ji Si with a "bang". Not a single hair touched.

Ji Si looked at him tenderly from the other side of the barrier, "Don't you know, once the spell takes effect, there is no other way but to kill the caster himself."

Lin Yusheng squinted his eyes fiercely, and his fists hit the barrier like raindrops indiscriminately, "Shut up! You have already died for me once, and I won't allow you to do it again!!" He is now like an empty bird. A ferocious beast with fangs and sharp claws is trapped in a cage, unable to break through the defenses and unable to give up.

Ji Si frowned slightly, and a thick blood immediately overflowed from his mouth, ranging from bright red to dark red, covering his entire chin, dripping down the tip of his chin to the ground, as bright red as bursting berries.

Lin Yusheng's palms were bleeding, and he hit the barrier harder and harder, as if he wanted to break his bones, "Ji Si——!! If you don't stop, I will never talk to you!!!"

After holding it in for so long, he threatened to "ignore you".

Ji Si covered his chest, opened his mouth with difficulty, and answered irrelevantly: "Answer me...brother, do you believe in ghosts and gods..."

"What time are you still asking these irrelevant things!!"

"Brother, answer me..." Ji Si's eyes were pleading, as if he would kneel down to him in the next second.

Lin Yusheng: "I..." In the middle of speaking, a hand stretched out from nowhere and suddenly covered his mouth, and he stopped talking.

Qi Fei gagged Lin Yusheng's mouth, and said in an unusually dignified tone, "Ji Si, it's not that easy for you to use the Miao people's aversion to victory technique to erase his memory!"

Lin Yusheng stopped struggling when he heard this, his eyes widened like copper bells.

The art of disgust?Erase memory?

Qi Fei didn't wait for him to think about it, and explained to him, "Do you still remember, Ji Si asked you this question before, how did you answer it?" He let go of his hand.

Lin Yusheng said dully, "I answered...'letter'."

A hint of panic appeared on Ji Si's face, "Brother! Don't listen to him!"

Qi Fei said to himself: "This is the question of casting a spell. As long as your answer now is the same as when you were a child, the hypnotism will activate again, and you will forget him again."

Lin Yusheng felt as if he had been punched, his ears were buzzing, his mind was blank, he looked up at the scarred man, his lips were trembling, "So it was you... who made me forget you... ……"

I thought his amnesia was due to the instability of his soul, but he never thought that it was caused by Ji Si himself...

"why……"

Ji Si didn't say a word, his brows were tightly knit, even if he couldn't tell with thousands of words, he could only express his love with his eyes.

The circles of his eyes were sore for a while, resisting the urge to shed tears, squeezed out a few words from between his teeth, "Okay, I'll answer you..."

Ji Si smiled slightly, and closed his eyes in relief.

Qi Fei: "Hey, you really want to forget him?"

Lin Yusheng took in a light breath, and said firmly, "I don't believe in ghosts and gods." Tears burst into tears in his eyes, and two lines of tears welled up, "I only believe in you."

Ji Si: "What..."