I advise madmen to be good people

In fact, I also expected Ming Yixin's answer before.

Frankness, sophistry, or complaints, no matter how bad it is, just ignore it and respond to all changes with the same.

But I never expected that he would give me such a shocking answer.

The "soul does not belong here" in his mouth means that he knows that Song Zishan is not just as simple as amnesia, but has completely changed his core, becoming a person who has nothing to do with the original body.

How the hell did you figure it out?

I don't think his forward thinking doesn't belong here either.

Could it be... A bold idea is about to come out in my heart, which makes my scalp tense instantly, as if waiting for the lottery to draw a big prize, I feel nervous and excited.

"The town of Nangang, a school of beautiful streams and mountains through the ages?"

Ming Yixin looked down at me.

"Why did you write poetry all of a sudden?"

Uh, you are a gangster who doesn't even read Jin Yong's martial arts novels.

Unwilling to give up, I asked again.

"Are you ruthless, cruel, and unreasonable?"

Ming Yixin's eyelids twitched.

"If you talk nonsense like this again, I will let you know what ruthlessness, cruelty, and vexatiousness are."

Well, you don't read Aunt Qiong Yao's romance novels either.

I originally wanted to ask a few more public memes, but when I saw his eyes, I immediately turned back. After thinking about it, I was still unwilling, and whispered: "So how do you know that my soul doesn't belong here? It's not at all. It’s impossible to guess, unless your soul also comes from the same hometown as me.”

"What's so difficult about this?"

Ming Yixin had a rare and strange expression on his face.

"This seat is good at divination and holding spirits, and I have reached the state of perfection. Others can't guess it, but I can."

It turned out to be fortune-telling.

The excitement of meeting an old acquaintance in a foreign land that surged up in me suddenly disappeared.

"That's a pity. If you can go to our place, with your fortune-telling skills, you can win the first prize of the lottery a hundred and eighty times. You must be the richest man on earth."

"It sounds like a very interesting place there."

Ming Yi thought: "In the future, take me to have a look."

I'm afraid it's impossible.

Even if one day I suddenly wear it back again, I won't be able to take Ming Yixin away.

Thinking of this, I was inexplicably depressed, and leaned against Ming Yixin with my head down.

It seems that unconsciously, I have regarded him as a part of my life, and I have become more and more dependent on him.

If one day, I have to choose to go back to live a peaceful and stable modern life, or stay in this bloody ancient arena, how should I choose?

It's really hard to choose between fish and bear's paw.

After staying in the hot spring inn for a few days, even the wounds on my hands have completely healed, coupled with the nourishment of my true energy from Ariake Yixin, I am now radiant and light as a swallow, quite like a martial arts master In style.

Guan Yin was very afraid of Ming Yixin, and sometimes wanted to come and chat with me, but when he saw Ming Yixin's face, he ran away in fright, hiding in a corner and secretly looking at us.

I thought this child was very pitiful, so when Ming Yixin went out, I waved her over.

"Do you have anything you want to tell me?"

Guan Yin scratched his head and smiled embarrassedly.

"I just wanted to thank Mr. Song. He rescued me in the street market before, and later saved my life in Qingyuan Mountain. I really have nothing to repay."

"It's nothing, it's a little effort, you don't need to thank me, if you want to thank, thank Ming Sect Master."

After I said this, I remembered that Ming Yixin killed her father and her brother, and I felt a little embarrassed.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..." "No, no, don't apologize to me."

She quickly waved her hands and said, "My father and Guan Hengluo's fate was their own fault. Although they and I have relative status, we are no different from enemies in reality. How could it be possible to resent Sect Master Ming because of their death?"

This little girl is sensible and righteous, she has courage and brains, she is really different from her father and brother, Guan Bielin gave up the pearls and took the gravel, leaving such an excellent daughter, and instead regarded Guan Heng's useless son as the heir, The Guan family deserved to be completely defeated.

"Then what are your plans in the future? Don't you want the inheritance of the Guan family?" I asked.

"Yes."

She also relaxed, stretched out her hand to pour herself a cup of tea, and sat on the stool opposite me, as if ready to chat.

"It's just that I'm weak now, and I can't compete with those uncles at home. After I've been in Yuanhezong for a year and a half, and then I come back to collect the family property in a fake way, if anyone refuses to accept it, I will move out Mr. Song, you and Ming." When the name of the suzerain comes, they only think that I have completely climbed the high branch in Yuanhezong, and they dare not ask for proof, and then it will be whatever I want to say."

I was amused by her confession.

"It's enough to move the suzerain's name, what's the use of moving mine? I'm unknown in the Jianghu, who would be afraid of me?"

"Who said you are unknown?"

Guan Yin squeezed his teacup and refuted me seriously.

"No one in the whole Jianghu now knows the relationship between you and Ming Sect Master, otherwise my obsessed father would not have tied you back and used you to blackmail Ming Sect Master, but he underestimated Ming Sect Master's strength and ended up stealing chickens It’s impossible to eclipse the rice.”

I pursed my lips, feeling a little complicated for a while.

I didn't expect that I would become famous in this Jianghu world, not because of such brilliant deeds as martial arts, heroism, etc., but because of the gossip and lace news that I am a big boss and male favorite.

"Young Master Song, I actually know that you are not the male favorite of the Ming Sect Master." Guan Yin said suddenly.

Ok?

I blinked my eyes, lowered my head, took a sip of tea, and asked casually.

"Then what am I to him?"

Guan Yin looked around, leaned over and whispered mysteriously: "You are his sweetheart, and you will be married in the future."

What?

I almost choked my throat with a sip of tea.

"Cough... no, you misunderstood, how did two men get married?"

"Hey, don't be embarrassed."

She patted me on the shoulder.

"There are so many stories of two men on the stage in the script. This is called true love. It's hard to control yourself. Even if you violate the secular etiquette, you have to be together. It's so touching. I understand it."

You do know a little too much.

My face became hot inexplicably, I drank tea with an excuse, and turned my head away.

Guan Yin was still there and wanted to introduce me to a few classic "brotherhood" stories, which is a bit of a sign of Amway.

"I'll find out later when I find it for you to read. The writing is really brilliant and wonderful. I was so moved that I cried when I read it. It's so good..." Suddenly her words sounded like an electric shock. Seeing Ming Yixin walking in the door with a blank face, she stood up in shock, knocked over the teacup too quickly, and spilled tea all over her body.

"Sect Master Ming, I, I'm leaving now."

Ming Yixin didn't even look at her, he came over and squeezed my arm and pulled her up.

"Take you somewhere."