After Xianjun lost his memory, Mozun just wanted to leave his husband

"In Epiphyllum Pavilion... what did they say?" Yin Wan joined Chu Shichao and walked side by side, walking slowly towards the courtyard.

Chu Shi looked at him with downcast eyes, but didn't speak.

"Huh?" Yin Wanshen was anxious. When he thought of so many mouths greeting Chu Shichao, he was terribly annoyed.But no matter how he asked, Chu Shichao just kept silent.

After finally opening his mouth, what he said was: "There is no need to wait for Master to come back, let's go to Zheye Palace."

Just now there was news from Chuyu Mountain that Zheye Palace was done and he was going to Mingzong again, telling them not to wait.

Yin Wan thought about the old fox, but that's fine, it saves a lot of effort to play Tai Chi with Chu Yushan.

"You mean looking for Yu Jixing?" Yin Wanshen said in a low voice, shaking the paper fan.

"Ah."

As the chief disciple of Yuzong, Yu Jixing was deeply cultivated by Yuliantian, and knew a lot of secrets of Yuzong. He was much better than Yuyanjin, a fool who only caused trouble.

Although Yin Wanshen doesn't like Yu Jixing, it doesn't prevent him from admitting that Yu Jixing is indeed a magnanimous gentleman.Going this time, I can just find out what happened in the Tiankeng secret realm.

The last conversation between the two didn't yield any results, and Yin Wanshen had this thorn in his heart all the time.

And in his Qiankun bag, the peach blossom bone of Chu Shichao's spiritual power was wrapped.

As for whether Yu Jixing will meet the two of them, Yin Wan is no longer in consideration.The person he always wanted to see was either kneeling and waiting for him, or turning into a corpse and putting it in front of him.

With a gloomy expression, Yin Wanshen grabbed Chu Shichao's sleeve, "Aren't you going back to the bedroom?"

"No." Chu Shichao grabbed Yin Wanshen's wrist, "He's waiting for us."

Before Yin Wancan figured out why Yu Jixing was waiting for them, the two had already arrived in Yuzong's territory from Chuzong.

Zheye Palace has the rules of Zheye Palace, no one is allowed to use spiritual power to go up the mountain, Chu Shichao did not break the precept, and took Yin Wanshen to the alley next to the ferry.

The sky was dark, and there were still people coming and going on the ferry, from south to north, everywhere.The water is also as bright as day, and the emerald green is shimmering, and the silhouettes of people are trembling/shaking.

Yin Wancan glanced around, her eyes fell on the street not far away, and she smiled and said, "I'm here, why don't you leave after eating the wontons?"

He wanted to eat, so Chu Shichao naturally didn't stop him.

As he walked ahead, black mist rose, and when he left the alley, the phoenix black clothes he was wearing had turned into low-key black clothes.

Yin Wanshen pulled Chu Shichao to sit at the empty wonton booth, and coughed, "Two bowls of wontons."

"Okay." The shopkeeper yelled listlessly, and served two bowls of steaming wontons after a while.

Yin Wanshen held the porcelain spoon and stirred the bowl twice, "I said, your wontons are too ugly to eat."

The stall owner sitting by the stove was stunned, and Chu Shichao also looked at Yin Wanshen.Wontons are ugly, as long as the taste is acceptable, it doesn't matter.

"Don't eat it if you think it's ugly!" The stall owner was displeased, and slapped his palm on the table, "I won't do this business anymore!"

Yin Wanshen put her fingertips under the table on Chu Shichao's lap, signaling him that it's okay.

"Would you like to do it or not." Yin Wanshen snorted, "You don't want any money."

Chu Shichao looked at the handsome stall owner and slowly frowned. Just as he was about to speak, the stall owner suddenly lost his temper and sat down opposite the two of them.

"My lord, if it wasn't outside, I would have fought with you!" Chunqiu was indignant, picked up a big bowl, ate a mouthful of wontons, "The rice cooked by my Taoist companion is the best, even if you eat it Wasted!"

Lord?

Chu Shichao looked at Yin Wancan.

"You don't remember him," Yin Wancan pushed the wonton in front of Chu Shichao to Chunqiu, "He is the elder of the palace, Chunqiu."

Chunqiu gulped down two bowls of wontons, his expression changed.

"If you don't come again, I will close the stall and go home." Chunqiu took out a kit from his sleeve and handed it to Yin Wanshen, "My Taoist partner is still waiting for me."

Yin Wancan opened the kit without raising his head, "My Taoist companion is by my side."

Chunqiu and Chu Shichao glanced at each other, and then staggered their eyes tacitly.

From the very beginning, Chunqiu was not optimistic about Yin Wanshen and Chu Shichao being together, and couldn't bear the fact that the Lord was too old to keep him, so he was abducted.

Thinking of those days when he was forced to deal with the lord's files and couldn't get tired of being with his Taoist couple, Chunqiu didn't like Chu Shichao from the bottom of his heart.

"Interesting." Yin Wancan put the note in the kit into Chu Shichao's hand, and looked at Chunqiu, "I underestimated him for being able to have such a mentality."

"Anyway, he is the Second Highness." Chunqiu smiled, "If you lose your balance right now, you won't be interested in playing with him."

Chu Shichao listened quietly, and wrote on the note what Yin Huizhu had been doing in Zheye Palace in the past few days.

After Yu Liantian fell, he and Yu Yanjin got very close, and the two went to Mingzong to visit Ming Qianyuan together.

Rubbing the note into his palm, when Chu Shichao stretched it out again, it had already turned into ashes.

"Two guest officers," Chunqiu got up, and wiped his forehead with a sweat towel on his shoulders, "the younger one is about to close the stall, please go."

Yin Wancan and the two didn't stay any longer, and boarded the boat at the ferry.

"I'll see him in the future," Yin Wan stood at the bow of the boat, and said to Chu Shichao, "Don't eat anything he gives, especially the ones made by his Taoist companion."

"Why?"

"Because..." Yin Wancan approached Chu Shichao with a mysterious face, "His Taoist companion used to eat human flesh."

At this moment, there was a cold wind blowing, and Chu Shichao's mo hair behind him rose slightly, and his dark eyes became darker and darker.

He and Yin Wanshen looked at each other for a while, and under Yin Wanshen's pretended serious expression, the boat suddenly rocked.He supported Yin Wanshen, and said in a low voice, "Very well said."

Yin Wanshen made fun of himself, instead of scaring Chu Shichao, he surprised the old man who was rowing the boat.

He turned away from Chu Shichao, looked at the Zheye Palace getting closer, and wondered in his heart, why did Yu Jixing agree to meet them at this time?Could it be that he really wanted to confront Yu Liantian?

"He's different from Yu Liantian," Chu Shichao saw through his thoughts with a glance, "Even if Yu Liantian is his master, he's the patriarch of Yuzong."

"He will not sacrifice righteousness for personal affection."

Yin Wanshen crossed her arms and nodded slowly, "If he can fulfill my wish, it's fine to call him Sect Master Jade when we meet in the future."

He rarely showed such a carefree tone, and Chu Shichao's heart moved.Just when the boat arrived at the ferry, he naturally led Yin Wancan ashore, "I think he probably doesn't want to see you."

"So what." Yin Wancan was the least afraid of being looked down upon in this life, "He doesn't want to see me, so I want to see him?"

"I want to know the threshold of heaven, no matter how many people try to climb in, they can't find a chance."

The two of them walked slowly on the gravel road in the mountains, and the mottled moonlight fell from among the leaves, vaguely covering the corners of Chu Shichao's smiling lips.

"Of course," Yin Wan played with Chu Shichao's fingers, "There are more people who want to enter my bedroom."

Before Chu Shichao could open his mouth, he leaned forward and, taking advantage of the darkness and being unable to see clearly, kissed Chu Shichao on the chin, and said very lightly: "But none of them are as handsome as Mr. Cheng Yuan. , I am so fascinated that this deity wants to die or live."

With warm fingertips supporting the delicate jaw, Yin Wanshen was forced to look up.In the mountain forest under the Yuzong Zheye Palace, under a certain unknown tree, I received a kiss that Chengyuan Jun couldn't hold back.

By the time the two came out of the woods, the moon was already in the sky, it was really late.

Yin Wanshen lowered her eyes and didn't look at Chu Shichao, and touched the corner of her lips secretly, hoping that Yu would be blind for a while, so she wouldn't notice it.

"How do we get in?" Yin Wancan sensed the Yuzong's restriction, and Yu Jixing was there when he came last time, so the journey was unimpeded.You can't force your way in, and you can't let Yu Jixing come to pick them up.

"He will come to pick him up." Chu Shichao said.

As soon as the words fell, a white figure came into Yin Wancan's sight.

It is Yujixing.

He was dressed in Yuzong's uniform, with a sword at his waist, and his appearance was still the same, but the sadness between his brows was more intense than last time.

"Mr. Chengyuan." Yu Jixing still bowed in the usual way, and nodded slightly to Yin Wanshen.

He opened the restraint and turned sideways to invite the two of them in.

Yin Wanshen chuckled: "You have to think clearly, if this deity steps in, you will be a sinner."

Yu Jixing also smiled: "I know whether I am guilty or not, and I don't need others to judge."

"Yu Liantian can't?"

Yu Jixing: "I can't."

With his words, Yin Wanshen did not hold back and continued to walk upwards.

Yu Jixing followed him and Chu Shichao, "Master Yin is here, are you afraid of an ambush?"

Seeing him staring at her, Yin Wan raised her eyebrows, "Who is going to ambush? You? Or Yu Yanjin?"

He sighed, "With Mr. Cheng Yuan here, I am not afraid to go anywhere."

Yu Jixing stopped talking, silently led the two of them through the path that no one cared about, and entered his bedroom.

His dormitory is even colder than that of the Chu Dynasty, and there is no boy guarding the gate.

"Since you two believe me, I'll be blunt." Yu Jixing took out a scroll from his sleeve and put it on the table, and handed it to the two of them, "I found this scroll from Master's bookstore."

The scroll unfolded, and the words Yin Wancan on it were all too familiar, and it was Yin Huizhu again.

Nothing related to Yin Wancan was written on the scroll, only one sentence caught his attention.

"What happened back then was strange."

With a little thought, he knew what was going on.

"Five years ago, the year before my father died." Yin Wanshen said slowly to Chu Shichao, "He once fought with Yu Liantian for three days and three nights over a treasure."

"As a result, my father was seriously injured, and Yu Liantian stayed behind closed doors."

"Treasure?" Chu Shichao didn't remember this matter.

"One skill/method." Yu Jixing said.

"That's right." Yin Wanshen wanted to laugh a little, "This skill/method was short-lived, and then it disappeared."

"After five years, why did you bring up this matter?" Yu Jixing was puzzled, "What's so strange? What's so strange."

"I don't know." Yin Wanshen tapped the table with his fingertips, "Yin Huizhuxiang wins over Yu Liantian for the sake of honoring the position of Lord. What is Yu Liantian for?"

"Two months later..." Chu Shichao said in a deep voice, "The Immortal Gate Conference."

The Immortal Gate Conference is held once every three years, when all the sects and aristocratic families of the Immortal Cultivation World gather together.

One is to connect emotions,

The second is to choose the head of the fairy gate.

Among the three sects in the world of cultivating immortals, Chu sect has been at the top for many years.

Yin Wanshen tried his best not to laugh out loud, no wonder Chu Shichao lost his memory, no wonder the following things happened.

He suddenly tilted his head, fell on Chu Shi's shoulder, and said with a smile: "I just said, you righteous monks are used to putting on a show."

Chu Shichao also thought of it.

Yin Wanshen casually said to Yu Jixing: "Sect Master Yu, I'm afraid they were going to follow Shi Chao's order."

Hearing what he called her, Yu Jixing didn't panic in the slightest, looking into Yin Wanshen's dark eyes,

"Yes."