A gentleman riding a red dust smile

A few days later, they arrived at the big lake in the west of Minghe River.This is where they escaped along the underground river.The entrance to Yihu Cave is blocked, if you want to go in, you can only dive into the lake, find the passage of the underground river and swim back.

Song Lingshuang apologized, "I'm going to wrong you again. It's still the same as before. I will carry you."

Changsun Jue said, "No need."

After that, he walked into the lake as if nothing had happened, and looked back at him.

Song Lingshuang asked in surprise, "Aren't you afraid of water?"

Changsun Jue: "I'm not afraid anymore."

A trace of disappointment suddenly rose in Song Lingshuang's heart.He has witnessed every growth of this person.But now, his A Jue is no longer afraid of water, but he doesn't know when it started.

This loss was fleeting, he said with a hearty smile, "Then let's go."

In the past, they used up all their spiritual power by swimming out of the underground river, but now they swam back with the breath-holding spell all the way, but it was as easy as pie.

It's just that the river is still long, and Song Lingshuang swims ahead and leads the way with the Light Curse.Although Changsun Jue had already stated that he was fine, he still looked back anxiously from time to time, and felt relieved when he saw Changsun Jue's normal expression and ease of movement.He finally believed that the other party was no longer the boy who panicked when he encountered water.

The river became narrower and narrower, and after half an hour, the two finally surfaced and returned to the pool that left a deep impression on them.

The eldest Sun Jue was handsome and tall, but he always wore wide-sleeved robes which inevitably concealed his figure.At the moment, the whole body is soaked, and the clothes are stuck to the body, and the wide shoulders and narrow waist can be seen at a glance.

Song Lingshuang glanced at it, then looked at it again unconsciously, and finally averted her gaze with some guilt.

Song Lingshuang stared unnaturally, and said, "Do you want to take it off and bake it?"

Changsun Jue pinched the clothes cleansing spell very naturally, and asked, "What are you roasting?"

Song Lingshuang: "..."

He wished he could jump back into the pool again.There is also a talisman in the world called the Clothes Cleansing Curse. This kind of cognition completely disappeared in Song Lingshuang's useless mind at that moment just now, and he is extinct and will not admit that he just wants to watch someone take off his clothes. .

"Hair!" Song Lingshuang subconsciously blurted out looking at Changsun Jue's wet long hair.

"Take off your hair... and bake it?" Changsun Jue looked at him with a smile in his eyes.

Song Lingshuang didn't even want to jump into the pool at this moment, she only thought that the winged tiger was still swallowing her in one gulp.He desperately insisted on face: "Take off what, you heard it wrong! What I said is roasting with a fire talisman!"

This...the difference seems to be quite big.

Changsun Jue: "Roast your hair with a fire talisman?"

"Who said it can't be done?" Song Lingshuang stepped forward in two or three steps, stretched out his hand to pick up a lock of Chang Sun Jue's hair, brushed it with his fingertips, and stroked it to the end. The lock of hair was dry in an instant.

Changsun Jue knows that Song Lingshuang is very talented in talisman, so it can be seen that his control over it has reached the level of perfection, and he has not damaged the hair but also evaporated the moisture just right.

Changsun Jue smiled slightly, "Okay then, please ask senior brother to dry my hair."

Song Lingshuang's own lies must be fulfilled by himself.Standing behind Changsun Jue, he gently combed his long hair on his shoulders with his fingertips, and helped him dry it in bunches.

If Changsun Jue turned around at this moment, he would find Song Lingshuang blushing from his face to the base of his neck.

Combing and combing hair, whether it is in the world or in the fairy world, is an intimate act that is mostly only between husband and wife.Although Song Lingshuang combed and tied her eldest Sun Jue's hair countless times when she was a child, she never did it once when she grew up.

Song Lingshuang only felt that Changsun Jue's hair was not scratched by his fingers, but somewhere else, together with the "senior brother", it made him very itchy.

In just a moment, Chang Sun Jue's hair was all dry.

"Where's yours?" Seeing that Song Lingshuang's hair was still wet, Changsun Jue asked, "How about I help you?"

The incident just now made Song Lingshuang's heart flutter, so how could he let Changsun Jue fix his hair again, and hurriedly said: "Farewell, I'm afraid you will burn me bald!"

Changsun Jue's talisman skills are also extraordinary, and it is impossible to burn his head bald.It's just that Song Lingshuang couldn't care less about finding any decent excuses at the moment, and he was extremely hasty to evade, "I'm hot, and it just happens to be cool, so you don't have to worry about it."

This is not an exaggeration, his face is now hotter than fire.

Disappointment flashed across Changsun Jue's face, and he said softly, "Even if you are bald, you still look good."

There was vague ambiguity in his indifferent tone, and he headed towards the Amethyst Cave after speaking.

Song Lingshuang's mind exploded with a bang.

Is he saying I'm pretty?

Song Lingshuang almost suspected that he was hallucinating.In the past, when he was smug, it would be considered good if Changsun Jue didn't give a few rolls of eyes.Now he actually took the initiative to praise him?

"Brother?" Changsun Jue's voice came from the cave over there.

Song Lingshuang came back to his senses, and then followed.I thought to myself, come back this time, why can't I always feel a little lost?Could it be that if you don't do things like being cute for a long time, you will become rusty?

The Amethyst Cave is no different from before.Revisiting the old place, Song Lingshuang felt mixed feelings.This is the beginning of everything. They came back here again after many years, but the situation has changed, and the two are no longer the ignorant teenagers they used to be.

The two white bones with red flame patterns are still there.

Changsun Jue glanced at Song Lingshuang, "Are you here?"

Along the way, he has already told Song Lingshuang the talisman essentials of extracting memory through obsession, and now is an opportunity to practice.

Song Lingshuang nodded, chose another skeleton that they hadn't taken out of the ender, and began to cast amulets.

As the talisman light penetrated into the bones, Song Lingshuang could faintly feel the surging emotions of the deceased, and he only needed to use spiritual power to condense these emotions and extract them out.

But those emotions were erratic, and after a few moments passed, he still couldn't make them condense.He took the talisman and sighed, "It's a bit difficult."

Changsun Jue comforted: "You just haven't gotten used to it yet, just practice more."

After finishing speaking, he entered the bones, and in just a moment, there were four crystal clear beads in his palm.

Song Lingshuang was convinced.

Changsun Jue saw what he was thinking, and said softly, "Practice more, and you can do it too."

"It's true that you have to practice, but what is your talisman called? I haven't heard you say it."

Changsun Jue: "I haven't named it yet."

"Such a powerful technique, you didn't even choose a name?" Song Lingshuang felt incredible.He himself has created some talisman techniques over the years, and every time he thinks hard about the name.

"Then you take one?" Changsun Jue said casually, as if he didn't care too much.

Song Lingshuang pondered for a moment and said, "Then it's called Soul Condensation Technique! These beads are called Soul Shadow."

Changsun Jue: "Okay."

After all, the spiritual power was channeled into the soul shadow.These glass-like beads float in the air and are ignited one by one.

The first ghost shadow took them to a small dark and damp room.

There is no light here, it looks like an underground dark room.The owner of the memory was a child less than ten years old, who was chained to a wooden post and was whipped one after another.

His body was already covered in bloodstains, but he still kept silent and endured all this silently.

The sound of whips resounded through the dark room, mixed with violence and abuse not far away.

"I can't stand it at this level? Tell me, I don't need to send today's food!"

A scolding sound came from the next room.Hearing this, the boy closed his eyes tightly and bit his lips tightly, trying not to let himself cry out.

I don't know how many whips have passed, and the child's lips are already bleeding.Some were whipped, and some bit themselves.

Then the whip finally stopped.

"Not bad." The man standing in front of him said, "Dinner is delicious." After saying that, he sneered and walked away.

The corner of the boy's mouth raised slightly, and he fainted the moment he was lowered from the wooden post.

The second soul shadow ignited.

The scene changed to the outdoors, and the boy seemed to have grown up a bit, looking about fourteen or fifteen years old.The body shape has changed obviously, and it is no longer so thin, but the eyebrows and eyes have not changed much.He was wearing a black practice uniform, and beside him were a group of teenagers who were about his age.

Teenagers are practicing.A little improper posture or poor posture is the merciless whipping from the instructor.

After the exercise ended, some people were taken away, and their whereabouts were unknown.The rest of the teenagers each received a waist card.

Song Lingshuang's expression turned pale.He couldn't say he wasn't familiar with this waist card.

"From now on, this is the proof of your identities." The man who looked like a coach said.

After all, in a flash of inspiration, a bloody mouth appeared on each palm holding the waist card, the blood seeped into the lines of the waist card, and the rune light flashed and went out. "Where a person is, the badge is there. When a person dies, the badge is instantly reduced to ashes. Remember!"

The teenagers agreed in unison.Song Lingshuang seemed to be able to feel the nervousness and slightly joyful mood of the memory master.

The third soul shadow brought the two of them to a moonless and windless night.

The young man has become an adult, and his stature is much taller.He was dressed in night clothes, covering his mouth and nose, leaving only a pair of eyes looking at the older man lying on the bed in front of him.

He seemed a little nervous, but after many years of training, he still drew the talisman neatly, and then sent the talisman to the forehead of the sleeping person.

The originally regular ups and downs of the chest stopped at that moment.

The young man probed the man's neck with two fingers, and flew away after confirming that he had no pulse.

He walked to the wilderness before stopping.He suddenly fell on the ground and kept retching, his body trembling.It took him a while to calm down, and he stretched out his hand to stare at his palm, as if he was looking at something terribly scary.

Song Lingshuang and Changsun Jue are no strangers to the image of the last soul shadow.They've been seen before in the ender of another bone.Unfortunately, this memory is too short to allow them to see the appearance of the third person who was there that year.

The soul shadow burned out, and the two pondered silently.

After a while, Song Lingshuang asked, "What do you think?"

Changsun Jue: "This person should be a hidden guard."

There are some aristocratic families who will train a group of low-born practitioners from an early age to be responsible for things that are inconvenient to put on the table, called dark guards.The hidden guard is a hidden weapon and a dead soldier.

They are all "carefully" selected and trained in a very human way, and then select the talented ones from them to become machines that kill people and defend against enemies.As they saw in the shadow of the soul, the dark guard was used to torture, and even if he fell into the hands of the enemy, he would not spit out any information about his master.

The Changsun family has no hidden guards.Changsun Huan didn't even have the heart to punish his disciples, let alone tortured a group of children from childhood to adulthood, but this didn't mean that Changsun Jue didn't know about such an existence.

Song Lingshuang nodded in agreement.Dark guards are usually trained to be ruthless, so this person doesn't have many obsessions, only the three memories of the first half of his life and the moment before death.His companion bleeds to death from seven orifices, and he is about to die too. Presumably, such a shock is very great even for the dark guard who is used to life and death.

"It's a pity that there is no clue to which family they belong to. It seems that this road will not work...then what else can I do..." Song Lingshuang said helplessly.

Changsun Jue pursed his lips, seemingly hesitant, but finally decided to say, "Yes."

Song Lingshuang: "What can I do?"

Changsun Jue knew that he had misunderstood, so he shook his head and explained, "There are clues about the family."

Song Lingshuang didn't think of anything when he thought about it carefully, so he asked, "What clue?"

Changsun Jue: "Do you still remember the second memory, what shirts were the dark guards wearing when practicing?"

"Black shirt?" Song Lingshuang tentatively replied.

Changsun Jue: "It is indeed a black shirt. But have you noticed that it is a winter coat?"

Song Lingshuang was still puzzled.

Changsun Jue continued: "Since you are wearing winter clothes, the season is between late autumn and early spring, but there are flower petals floating across the school grounds."

"petal?"

Changsun Jue nodded, "Peach petals."

Song Lingshuang opened his eyes wide, "You mean, Xiqi?"

"Other than that, I don't know any other place where peach blossoms always bloom in four seasons." Changsun Jue lowered his eyes, making it hard to see clearly.

Song Lingshuang: "So, these people are likely to be Xiqi's hidden guards? So, those who attacked Qingyan Mountain were also Xiqi people?" He was a little confused because it was really unreasonable.

Leaving aside the fact that Xiqi and Nanling have no enmity or enmity, the Xie family is friendly with the Changsun family, and the Changsun family is friendly with the Song family. No matter how you say it, they are friends rather than enemies.

Changsun Jue was noncommittal, "I'm just guessing. And if this matter is related to Xiqi, many things are difficult to explain. It's just..."

"It's just that three years ago, the affairs of the royal family were related to Concubine Xie and Mr. Chang, and both of them had a lot to do with Xiqi. The man in black with the badge now may also be Xiqi's secret guard. In this way, all All the clues point to Xiqi." Song Lingshuang continued his words.

Although this was not what Changsun Jue liked, he still nodded.

Song Lingshuang thought for a moment and said, "This matter should be discussed in a long-term way. Master and Mr. Xiulian are close friends. I would like to ask you to ask about some things... Mistress."

Changsun Jue glanced at him, "You can ask yourself."

Song Lingshuang was silent.The reunion with Changsun Jue is really accidental, and it takes courage to meet Mrs. Shuang.But he also knew that since he had entered the world again, he couldn't hide from Mrs. Shuang for the rest of his life.

So he just hesitated for a moment before agreeing, "Okay, I'll go back to Luhuadang with you."

Changsun Jue knew what he was worried about, "You don't have to worry too much. As I said, mother will not blame you. If she knows that you are still alive, she will be happy."

Song Lingshuang smiled bitterly, "I know." Whether the other party forgives himself is one thing, but whether he can not feel guilty is another.

He paused, "But before leaving here, there is one more thing I need your help with."

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