I became Hu Aotian by selling cuteness [Wearing Books]

It can be said that Jing Feitong's identity is like this, he can be said to be unexpected, but this also shows the sincerity of the other party.

Even Shu Lingjia's anger dissipated, and he said, "Actually, you don't need to tell me this, I just ask because you think your inner demon is related to me."

Jing Feitong patted him with a smile, and said, "The inner demon is indeed related to you, but we have to start with my origin."

He said: "I am the only son of my father. I have been raised as an heir since I was a child. My father has very high requirements on me in all aspects. I also know that I have to shoulder heavy responsibilities and practice hard. During this period, I have encountered several realm promotions. During the critical period of retreat, I even used it for more than a hundred years once, and after I left the retreat, I felt that it was very beneficial."

"Other than that, life is going well, and I haven't experienced any special events or shocks."

What Jing Feitong said was ordinary, but Shu Lingjia heard some clues from it, and his expression gradually became dignified.

Jing Feitong paused, and when he spoke again, his tone was a bit confused: "But since I had a demon, although I never remember the face of that person in the dream every time I wake up, I gradually think of many things that I have never experienced before. When did those things happen? I have no memory at all, and I can't find any traces at all!"

Shu Lingjia felt her heart beating faster and faster, and said, "You suspect that those things actually happened during your retreat? The so-called retreat is actually a reason to cover up."

Jing Feitong said: "I've thought about it over and over again, and besides this, I really can't think of any other possibility."

"Because when I was in retreat, I was alone, and no one would dare to come in to disturb me. Naturally, no one knew whether I was in the real retreat or a fake retreat, and whether I was in the dormitory. That's why I investigated among the people around me. After so long, I can't find any clues... Maybe my parents know, but they have already left the palace to find the way, and even I don't know where I am, and I can't ask."

Shu Lingjia nodded thoughtfully, Jing Feitong's words also confirmed some of his guesses about his own experience.

——There is no such thing as past life or rebirth, they just forgot some very important things.

"Are you saying that I approached you with ulterior motives because of demons? No."

Jing Feitong said: "When I met you, I didn't associate you with the demon at all. I didn't get along much, and I couldn't say whether I felt like it or not. I just—"

He turned his head and took a deep look at Shu Lingjia, and said: "I just feel that my emotions are getting more and more easily affected by you. I can't help but wonder if a heart can be divided into two halves? Will it be possible for you at the same time? Touched by two people? Others don't know, but I... probably won't."

This sentence seemed to contain countless emotions that had never been expressed, and Shu Lingjia's heart skipped a beat.

Jing Feitong lowered his eyes and said, "So it's not that I feel that the inner demon is similar to you, but that I deliberately associate my inner demon with you, and then want to prove it."

When he said this, he finally smiled and said, "If you have doubts, you should take the initiative. In fact, we are all the same."

After a while, Shu Lingjia whispered, "You said you just confirmed it?"

Jing Feitong said: "Yes, isn't that the purpose of entering the secret cave this time? Just now I had a very weird dream, which was different from before. In that dream, I finally saw the person's face clearly. .”

Jing Feitong is also a straightforward person, just now he said he would not hide anything, so he really told the whole story.

He had countless scattered dreams over the years, but some memorable scenes were repeated from time to time. Right now, Jing Feitong picked out several important scenes from those dreams and described them to Shu Lingjia.

Listening to what Jing Feitong said, Shu Lingjia thought of her own dream again, and the more she listened to it, the more startled she became. This kind of inexplicable feeling that there is an extra period of life is really weird.

He didn't remember anything, but when he thought of Jing Feitong's words just now, he couldn't help but his thoughts surged and became messy.

And then, Jing Feitong also mentioned the reflection on the lake: "...So I followed the white mist and walked to the river without knowing it. At that time, a shadow was reflected on the water. It's not my face..."

These words immediately brought back Shu Lingjia's scattered thoughts.

Hearing Jing Feitong finished talking about Reflection, he felt alert.

In this way, it should have something to do with the mirror.

Jing Feitong talked for nearly an hour before explaining almost everything he had to say. Seeing that Shu Lingjia was just bowing his head in thought, he couldn't help showing a little anticipation in his eyes.

Jing Feitong tentatively asked, "What are you thinking?"

Shu Lingjia said: "Do you know why I suddenly asked you like that just now?"

Jing Feitong breathed a sigh of relief, and asked solemnly: "What did you see when you practiced the sword just now?"

Shu Lingjia took a deep look at him.

He returned and took Jiang Rong's string of beads out of his pocket, and threw it between the two of them.

Shu Lingjia said: "I misunderstood earlier, you are honest, what else can I say? Yes, I did have a dream just now and saw something, but in the final analysis, we encountered all the strange things today. It’s because of this stuff.”

Jing Feitong casually glanced at the string of beads, but didn't pay attention to it. He cleared his throat, but still heard his own voice tense.

He asked Shu Lingjia, "So what you saw in your dream was...?"

Shu Lingjia stared at him for a moment and said, "Senior brother, are you my senior brother?"

Looking into his eyes, Jing Feitong suddenly felt endless sadness in his heart.

He silently listened to Shu Lingjia's dream.

Having been troubled by demons for so many years, those scattered and unfamiliar memories made him feel sad, but he couldn't tell whether they were true or not. This was the first time Jing Feitong verified those stories from another person's perspective.

When Shu Lingjia was speaking, he kept trying to piece together the infinitely beautiful past from the broken memories of the two of them, but everything was like a yellowed letter wet by the rain. Can witness deep affection from a few words.

How could such a good time be forgotten?

Have you ever been in love hard?

But what has happened, the past has been forgotten, and now it is no longer justifiable to embrace each other.

Compared to Jing Feitong, Shu Lingjia's mood is more complicated.

Jing Feitong himself has accepted and digested this demon for many years, but Shu Lingjia just learned some vague clues today.

For him, there are too many things that need to be understood and accepted at once. It is not an exaggeration to say that he has to re-understand the whole world.

If it weren't for Shu Lingjia's quick temper, who knew a little bit and would have to ask about other things, the relationship between him and Jing Feitong would probably take a long time to grind.

In the end, he lost his temper, Jing Feitong said everything, and Shu Lingjia was dumbfounded.

Although it is not specified, in these dreams, the relationship between the two of them is obviously more ambiguous than ordinary brothers.It's not that Shu Lingjia can't understand the vague feelings in Jing Feitong's words.

But it wasn't his dream after all, and he didn't live in the dream.

In reality, as long as the past is not remembered for a day, it does not mean that it really happened. When Shu Lingjia saw Jing Feitong, he was both close and strange, and felt alienated. It seemed that he could not be closer in this world.

Jing Feitong has always been good at perceiving people's hearts, how could he not see Shu Lingjia's thoughts.

Sighing silently, Jing Feitong propped his hands behind his back, looked up at the wash-like sky in the distance, the floating light flowed, and the clouds gathered and scattered.

He thought about Shu Lingjia's dream, how in the dream he told him not to let go, persuaded him to go to see his relatives, but kept him from leaving his side.

He thought of the shade of the trees in midsummer that day, the cherries under the shade, and the kisses that smelled of cherries.

He thought about the turning around when parting, the guard when meeting, and the heartbeat step by step.

He also thought of the resentment and heartache he felt when he learned about Shu Lingjia's experience in the sect.

What is his mind at these moments?In fact, in the dream, in the dream, in the past and now, no matter whether the other party remembers it or not, there is only one person in his heart.

Shu Lingjia murmured: "I'm going to faint, is that person really me? Even after hearing what you said, I still feel like I can't remember anything."

Jing Feitong patted Shu Lingjia's shoulder, and suddenly said, "Who are you?"

"...Shu Lingjia."

Jing Feitong smiled and said: "That's right, the person Jing Feitong knows is also called Shu Lingjia. No matter what happened before, whether we two met before, you are you."

"If those memories are really experienced, they are an inseparable part of you. It's good if you can remember it, but forget it if you can't remember it. It won't affect anything, right?"

Unexpectedly, it was him who said these words first, Shu Lingjia couldn't help but turned to look at him, Jing Feitong smiled at him, and said, "I'm here."

Seeing Shu Lingjia like this, it should be because he recalled some past events when recalling the sword moves, and there will be no inner demons. Jing Feitong is a little relieved, but he is not willing to be in this situation that cannot be changed for the time being. Too much entanglement, in vain made the atmosphere between the two awkward.

After Jing Feitong finished speaking, he picked up the string of beads and said, "Okay, let's talk about it next."

As soon as Shu Lingjia focused his attention, he also turned his attention to the bead, and said: "Anyway, from the current situation, although the spirit body in the bead has disappeared, there should still be some obsessions on it, and this obsession Nian should be related to the mirror spirit."

He thought before that the spirit body in the beads disappeared, so this string of beads is equivalent to a useless sojourn shell, which is of little use. Today's discovery can be said to be a great harvest.

Jing Feitong said: "Then try to see if you can see some obsession."

He casually moved towards the river beside him, and a water polo condensed in Jing Feitong's hand. After Jing Feitong squeezed it flat, the water polo condensed into a piece of crystal clear ice.

Shu Lingjia put the bead in front of the ice mirror, condensed her spiritual power with her fingertips, and tapped lightly on it.

The whole string of beads that had just calmed down began to shine again, Jing Feitong and Shu Lingjia watched from the side together.

After a while, the mirror surface gradually turned blood red.

The two of them were fully on guard, thinking that it was the female ghost in red that Shu Lingjia said had appeared, but as the picture gradually moved backwards, they realized that the image in the mirror was not a certain person, but a piece of Gorgeous palace.

In this palace, there was chaos at this time, blood flowed down the long steps, weapons and fallen wounded were scattered all over the floor, some people were running around, some were screaming, some were fighting. Go, mess everywhere.

But this is no ordinary battlefield.

Shu Lingjia discovered that the intruders who entered the palace could not even be called "human beings".

I saw countless fiery red human-shaped shadows interspersed in the palace, as long as they were touched by their palms, red spots would grow on their bodies.

The red spot will even continue to expand, and those with deep spiritual energy can barely hold on, while those with weak spiritual energy will inevitably lose their minds, yelling and looking crazy, until they are completely swallowed by the red patch.

Shu Lingjia watched helplessly as one of the guards dressed as a guard rolled down from several high golden steps after being attacked unfortunately, his face was already covered in red.

He barely propped up his body, looked forward, the only pair of clear eyes were filled with infinite terror, as if he had penetrated the ice mirror, and met the gazes of Jing Feitong and Shu Lingjia.

"No, it's not good—"

He exhausted all his strength and shouted hoarsely: "The terrible nightmare has appeared again!"

The hearts of the two people who shouted this voice trembled. Immediately, they saw the man's expression struggling a few times, and his eyes turned vicious and fierce in a blink of an eye. He also became a red figure, jumped up from the ground, and screamed rushed out.

The scenes in front of me were like purgatory, it was too shocking.

No wonder this bead is an evil thing, if it comes out of this kind of place, it's not evil.

Shu Lingjia vaguely felt that the palace looked familiar, but didn't recognize it after looking at it for a while, but caught a key word: "Nightmare?"

Jing Feitong said in a deep voice: "It should be Zong Wuxin's large-scale attack on the cultivation world hundreds of years ago. After this incident, it aroused public outrage, and many forces gathered to seal him. I remember this time the incident was called the devil. Nightmare disaster."

Shu Lingjia gave a soft "ah" and said, "So it was him."

He still remembered that Jing Feitong had mentioned before that the nightmare is actually the greed and evil thoughts that are hard to get rid of in people's hearts.

Back then when Nuwa created man, she injected spiritual wisdom into the soil, and those born with spiritual wisdom also had various negative emotions such as hatred, anger, jealousy, and killing. Some were sealed in the human body, and some dissipated into the primordial chaos. Coexist with the world.

All kinds of negative emotions condensed and aggregated, and over time, they evolved into a form, which is the nightmare.

Since it is an emotion, it can naturally infect others, and when it is powerful, it will devour the wisdom of the person itself, just like a plague. This is the terrible thing about this kind of thing.

The palace in front of him didn't know what kind of power it was. It was obviously caught off guard by their large-scale attack, and it almost fell immediately.

As more and more people fell down, the screen shook and quickly moved towards the interior of the palace.

Shu Lingjia whispered: "I can see that the scene on this mirror should be the picture seen by the owner of the bead or the spirit body inside. It seems that this is where his obsession originated."

Jing Feitong thoughtfully, nodded slowly, and said, "He didn't flee for his life, but ran into the palace."

Shu Lingjia said: "Can you recognize where this palace is?"

Jing Feitong said: "I just know it's definitely not Biluo Palace."

The two of them were talking, watching the screen shake continuously and rapidly. It was obvious that the walker was still hiding in a hidden place from time to time, and finally broke into a hall with difficulty all the way.

The location of this palace is the most remote and the most inside. It seems that it has not been attacked by the enemy yet. I saw the original owner of the bead rushing in, and a palace lady with a burden was rushing out in front of her, as if about to escape.

She was full of panic, and when she saw the man, she was shocked again, she quickly knelt down in horror, and said in a trembling voice: "Third Prince..."

Jing Feitong and Shu Lingjia looked at each other after hearing this address, and they were secretly wondering if there was anyone they knew who could be called right.

It's a pity that the two of them are not as good as the other, they didn't even remember their own things clearly, let alone remember others, each saw the blankness on the other's face, and turned their heads back.

The third prince didn't seem to have the intention to pursue the crime of betraying the lord of the court lady, he just shouted: "Where is your empress?"

The voice is immature and clear, with the slight hoarseness that is typical of boys in the period of voice change. It is not a young boy.

"Your Majesty... is, is, in the bedroom."

After the boy finished listening, he said, "Get lost."

The court lady hurriedly left as if she had been pardoned, while he strode towards the inner palace.

After walking a few steps, Shu Lingjia heard a vague scream not far away, knowing that the maid did not escape after all, she couldn't help shaking her head.

Then, on the screen in the mirror, the door of the bedroom was pushed open by the third prince with a "bang", and he shouted: "Mother Concubine? Mother Concubine?"

There was no answer from inside, but a "clang" sound, and the sound of something falling to the ground.

The man hurried in, and Shu Lingjia saw a woman in a dark red palace dress sitting in front of the dressing table with her back to him, and there was an overturned bronze mirror on the floor.

He quickly said to Jing Feitong: "This is the person! The female ghost I saw in the mirror is her!"

Could she be the mother of the owner of the bead?

The third prince hurriedly said: "Mother and Concubine, what time is it, why are you still sitting here? The fake demons outside are attacking, hurry up and follow me!"

As he spoke, he strode over, trying to pull the woman up, and couldn't help but sneered: "Don't you love my second brother the most on weekdays? You don't care about me, and you are extremely partial. At critical moments, And who will save you?"

Jing Feitong couldn't help but said: "It's strange, he is clearly good at three, why does he call him the second brother? Shouldn't it be the second brother?"

Shu Lingjia suddenly grabbed Jing Feitong and said, "Look!"

In the picture, the third prince was halfway through his movements, but his hands stopped in the air, trembling slightly.

Immediately, the woman turned her head.

Her face looked normal, but with the movement of raising her hand, the wide sleeves slid down her arm, and on the snow-white skin, large patches of fiery red color had grown impressively!

The whole picture kept trembling, showing the incomparable horror in the third prince's heart.