I, scum gong, never adore Master

What exactly is his lost memory from 1000 years ago?

Yun Jian lowered his eyelashes slightly, so only Philip could see the coldness in his eyes.

The familiar aura was mixed with a trace of unfamiliar cold plum fragrance, and the aura belonging to the master on this person in front of him was stronger than that on Jiang Ye.

Philip instinctively wanted to get close, but he dared not.

The cat with its four paws on the ground stretched its fur that had exploded, and retreated, "You...why do you have the aura of the master on you?"

Jiang Ye realized again!

But this is not a good thing.

If the original owner was Philip's owner thousands of years ago, then the master's aura of his master's body was naturally due to...in an indescribable process.

The atmosphere suddenly became strange.

In fact, the little cat also had a flash of thought: Could this fierce man in white in front of him be the master's reincarnation?

But 1000 years ago, Feifei was still a cub and had no memory of his appearance.

He only remembered that his master's hair was black, not silver-white, and he also remembered the breath on his body and the way he spoke softly, so naturally he shouldn't be the cold and fierce person in front of him.

Just a glance at him, that look is very fierce.

The subconscious mind of animals is very powerful, the man who looks like a breeze and the moon is shining, maybe he is a bad guy!Felipe smelled the crazy paranoia in his bones.

Following the animal's instinct of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages, the kitten plunged into Jiang Ye's arms, his head burrowed into Jiang Ye's armpit, and his whole body was still shaking.

He managed to rub the night until it became fluffy, but he didn't notice anything unusual about Fei Fei.

Xidi was happy and didn't notice the complicated look on the master's face.

Yun Jian's eyes wandered around the dilapidated temple outside the snake cave.

He has no impression of this place, and the furthest memory can only be traced back to when he was escorted to Shenyin Peak 1000 years ago, and everything before that is blank.

The memory only goes back to 1000 years ago, but he understands that the cultivation level in his body that cannot break free from the shackles cannot be cultivated in more than 1000 years.

But Fei Fei smelled the breath, not because he was contaminated with the smell of Jiang Ye.

He knew very well that the smell on Jiang Ye's body was brought by the tail feather he gave him.

Now that he has evolved a clone through the tail feathers, the aura on Jiang Ye's body will naturally fade until it disappears.

In other words.

The owner of Philippe thousands of years ago was probably himself.

What is the memory he lost 1000 years ago?

The peach blossom eyes fell back on the cat in Jiang Ye's arms, and the master's thin lips parted lightly: "What was your master like a thousand years ago?"

Although Master's cold voice didn't bring chills, it still made Fei Fei tremble with fright, and he buried his head in Jiang Ye's arms again.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo " sounded very aggrieved.

To be honest, Kitty is afraid of Master, and Jiang Ye is also afraid.

But the master had just saved him from danger just now, even if he spied the images of deceiving the master and destroying the ancestors in his mind, he was not so angry that he was killed.

He felt that Master might be a kind person with a cold face and a warm heart.

He shouldn't look at Master with the stereotype of the original text.

It is extremely unfair to Master to rush to define something that hasn't happened yet.

Jiang Ye rubbed the cat's snow-white fur, and coaxed: "Hey, my master is asking you a question. If you know it, tell me."

Feifei raised his head, his eyes rolled around: "Does the master also want to know about your past?"

"En." Jiang Ye nodded.

"The story starts 1000 years ago. At that time, Philip was not as mighty and majestic as he is now, and he was still a cub at that time..."

Fei mighty and majestic Fei talked about it.

Tongxiu Village has a history of thousands of years.

Thousands of years ago, it was not as poor and impoverished as it is now. At that time, the village was rich and full of aura because of a natural divine vein. The sales of spiritual tea grown here were particularly good, and the villagers lived and worked in peace and contentment, with simple folk customs.

The one who brought these benefits was the master of Philip.

It is rumored that he possesses the great power of the Mahayana stage, and he ascends in half a step. To these mortals, he is considered a half god.

"After the master settled here, not long after, a divine vein developed here, and because the master was here, the demons retreated, and the evil spirits did not invade. Everyone thanked the master and built a temple to pray for the master."

Things are going pretty normal here.

Feifei continued: "At that time, Feifei was just a cub, and was accidentally lost and injured. The owner's friend picked up Feifei and gave it to the owner."

Because Philip is a divine beast, he is born with the ability to make people forget their worries.

The friend gave him to the master, also to make the master happy.

Philip said that when he first met his master, he was actually a little scared. The master never smiled, as if he had experienced heavy blows and injuries from the flesh to the soul, and all perceptions were numb.

"The relationship between the master and his friend is very good. The master doesn't like to laugh, but the friend loves to laugh. He often takes the master and Philippe to catch ants on the ground, climb trees to catch cicadas, and play tricks on bad children who bully children... ..."

Philippe squinted his eyes, sinking into the beautiful memory.

"Gradually, the master's mood became much better, and he spoke very gently to Feifei. Feifei didn't know whether it was Feifei's natural ability or the effect of a friend."

But the good times didn't last long. When the owner learned that his friend was in urgent need of the sago fruit, he quietly bid farewell to the temple and took Feifei to find the fruit.

The fruit has the effect of keeping water away, and eating it will prevent you from drowning.

But the place where he grew up was extremely wicked, in the middle of a dark dead sea, on a deserted island made of waste soil.

"The effect of that fruit is to prevent drowning, but if you want to get it, you have to swim across the Dead Sea. People who are afraid of water will not pick it at all, and those who are not afraid of water will be useless if they get it."

Maomao sighed: "Only the master is so stupid. He is obviously afraid of water, and he desperately tries to get it."

Speaking of this, Jiang Ye was even more certain that the master Philip said was himself.

According to Philip's breath, his master should be this shell, but according to his nature of fear of water, he seems to be his own soul under this shell.

Jiang Ye was a little confused.

Master turned sideways to them, looking at the temple, as if hoping to find some clues to prove his existence.

Half of his face was hidden in the dark light, his expression was dim, and his expression could not be seen clearly.

From the moment Fei Fei mentioned the divine vein, Yun Jian felt that something was wrong.

What exactly is the divine vein, he knows better than anyone else.

The ridiculous thing is that if the master that Fei Fei said thousands of years ago was really himself, then the divine veins seemed to follow him.

As for the sand tang fruit...

Jiang Ye: "Then he... did I get it back then?"

Philip nodded his chubby head, a sense of sadness suddenly appeared in his eyes.

No one knows how a monk with a spiritual root of the fire department swam across the Dead Sea. During this process, Fei Fei was left on the shore, watching helplessly as his persistent master risked his life to fetch the sand tang fruit. Jumping and jumping, he was still unable to speak, screaming, and his eyes were swollen from crying.

"But, it's too late..."

Philip's owner dragged his heavy wounded body, as if he didn't know the pain, and for the first time showed emotions similar to excitement and joy.

But when they returned to Tongxiu Village, a terrible accident happened.

Seen from afar, the black smoke is lingering in the sky, like a black dragon with teeth and claws, trying to devour someone's life.

On the square in the center of the village, a high platform was erected. In the thick smoke, there were burnt dry wood and waste branches, mixed with the sound of crackling and crackling.

"What's going on?" The master asked a villager while dragging him.

When the villager saw his master, it was as if he saw a god of salvation, and there was a bit of resentment in his excitement.

But still politely said: "Xianjun, you are back! Where have you been these days, but we have suffered a lot. During the days when you were away, some evil spirits invaded our village. Fortunately, an expert pointed out that we did not Slay that demon!"

The master already had some bad premonition in his heart, he frowned and looked towards the center of the square, only scattered flames remained, the so-called evil spirits had already been burned away.

When the surrounding villagers saw him, some were excited and thankful, while others were a little angry.

It seems strange that he left without saying goodbye and let the evil spirits invade.

The master didn't care what other people thought of him at all, he hurried back to the temple with the sand tang fruit in his hand, but his friend disappeared, the temple was in a mess, there seemed to be a large puddle of water on the ground that couldn't be dried up, and... bloodstains .

The passing villagers trotted over politely: "I'm sorry, Xianjun, we accidentally messed up and dirty here when we were catching evil spirits, and we will clean it up for you."

"You mean, the demon caught here?"

The villagers nodded.

The bad premonition was almost solidified, and the unbelievable and unrecognizable truth was like a beast that opened its fangs, forcing him to see and admit it.

The sand tang fruit rolled to the ground, and in the blink of an eye, the person disappeared in front of the villagers.

He squeezed out a bone that hadn't been completely burned from the ashes of the scorched ruins. The whole person seemed to have been drained of the soul, calmly not like a living person, but the trembling fingertips hesitated, and the ignited spiritual power was delayed. When he met the skeleton, it showed his inner fear.

at last……

Lingliu touched the scorched bone, and a sound of extreme panic and fear suddenly exploded in my ear.

"it hurts."

"Water... I want water... Please, give me some water..."

"what--"

The boy's voice was hoarse, he was crying, crying out for pain, begging them...

He was in too much pain, and the fear of being burned alive and the howling of pain were quickly completely annihilated in the fire.

All that remains is the deep mourning that is sealed in the broken bones.

……

"and after?"

Although Jiang Ye didn't have much sense of substitution, but hearing such a story, he still couldn't help but feel sorry for Philip's master.

Thinking that he might be his master, the tiny possibility made Jiang Ye a little breathless.

A few tears rolled out of the kitten's round eyes.

"Later...the master offended the whole village in order to find out the death of his friend. They smashed the temple built for the master, and they regarded the master as an accomplice of evil spirits, thinking that he had harmed the villagers. Then...the master disappeared..."

Sobbing, Philip buried his head in Jiang Ye's arms again.

"Fortunately... you are back again..."

The kitten rubbed against the night for a while, then suddenly jumped up, clenched its fists, and bared its fangs.

He said fiercely: "It's all those ignorant villagers. They are ignorant, and their descendants are also stupid. They would rather believe in that stinky Taoist priest who is in collusion with the snake demon than come to the temple for help!"

Jiang Ye raised his eyebrows: "If they come to the temple for help, will you help them?"

"It depends on the situation." Fei Fei wrapped his front paws around his arms, humming.

He took another deep look at Jiang Ye: "The master is the kindest, and the master certainly doesn't want to see so many people suffer."

"Uh..." Yun Jian, who had been listening to Fei Fei's narration in silence, was suddenly surprised.

1000 years ago...was he also keen on such stupid things as being helpful?