The devil's wife lost her memory

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"Harmonious Society Male Protagonist Please Respect Yourself"

1v1, Shuangjie, HE

Danmei writer Zhong Ziqing, who is poor at donkey skills, accidentally bound a love system of RuyiLife cookies, and since then began a wonderful journey of love in different time and space.

The following are some world settings

Shao Qichen: Qingqing

Zhong Ziqing: Dear Emperor, does His Majesty want to sleep with you?

Shao Qichen: come

System: Beep!

Shao Qichen: Qingqing

Zhong Ziqing: Dear young commander, do you want me to serve you?

Shao Qichen: come

System: Beep!

Shao Qichen: Qingqing

Zhong Ziqing: Does my dear little flower essence need yang energy?

Shao Qichen: come

System: Beep!

Shao Qichen: Qingqing

Zhong Ziqing: Dear Master Nine Tails, do you want to flop?

Shao Qichen: come

System: Beep!

Shao Qichen: Qingqing

Zhong Ziqing: Dear school bully, do you want to copy your homework?

Zhong Ziqing: come

System: Beep!

"The Nether King sent his Soul Eater down the mountain to catch children again!"

"I heard that several sects specially sent the young disciples who sat down to the Nether Mountain! Presumably they want to take the opportunity to get rid of the Nether King?"

"Young disciples must be dumb if they want to go to Nether Mountain!"

"Dare to ask brother, what is the reason?"

"You don't even know that?"

According to legend, thousands of years ago, the Nether King stabbed to death the person he loved the most with his own sword, piercing his heart with his sword.

At that time, his beloved was reincarnated but couldn't speak, he could only wait for mutual recognition before he could tell his heart, but who knew that at that time the Nether King hated and poisoned the cultivator, and before he could recognize each other, he stabbed him to death with a sword up.

"That's really the way of heaven and good reincarnation! Who will the heavens spare! Retribution! Retribution!"

The crowd was chattering and discussing, a Taoist priest in white got up and hurriedly left from the official teahouse after listening for a while.

There is a family of immortal cultivators hidden in Pingming Valley, but the disciples rely on the wealth of their ancestors, they are ignorant, they sit in the valley all day, eating and waiting for death, playing cards and chess, and now they are gradually declining. .

A white-clothed Taoist priest hurried into the valley, and the laughing and playful disciples who passed by said one after another, "Master Uncle."

The Taoist priest in white didn't even bother them, and hurried into the hall.

Several elders had already been waiting in the main hall. The Taoist priest in white had just entered the main hall door, and the vermilion door closed behind him.

"Several elders, Shanshui heard that the Nether King was catching children in the world again during his travels. Our Pingming Valley has not been heard for a hundred years. If this continues, the world will forget us, and the world of cultivating immortals will expel us. !"

"Well, what Elder Shanshui said is, do you have a clever plan?"

Brothers played chess and crickets, elders discussed plans to kill the Nether King, and there were always people in the valley who didn't like this comfort and jumped up and down.

"Nan Yusi! Come down!"

"Brother, how can I go down if you don't let me go? After a while I jumped down and hurt you, and you have to go to the master to sue." A young man about fifteen or sixteen years old was clinging to a century-old tree in the valley. appearance.

He has a handsome face, red lips and white teeth, and a pair of peach blossom eyes flashing with inspiration, but at the moment it seems a bit difficult to hold the tree trunk with both hands.

"Okay, you're not coming down, are you?"

"Good brother, don't be like this, I just took a few more buns from you, why are you so stingy?" After speaking, his thin body slid down, and was grabbed by the young man and rubbed up.

"How many more? You kid threw half of the buns to the little bastards in the valley. Besides, you stole half a roast chicken from the kitchen the day before yesterday. Moving forward, I brewed peach blossom wine for my master for three years." It was all stolen by your kid!"

"Brother, can you give the master the peach blossom wine? If I hadn't tasted it for the master, how would you know that you mixed so much water into the wine? And the roast chicken, people said it was burnt." The inside is tender, you are good, the outside is burnt like charcoal, and the inside is like chicken feathers mixed with blood! And your buns, the dough is as hard as a stone, and the stuffing inside is almost drained! No wonder my seniors are all yellow and thin , it’s all because you, the cook, are not good at cooking!”

In fact, his food is not as bad as he said, but he was picked up from the village outside by his master since he was a child, and he is the youngest disciple in the valley. He is pampered by everyone and has a little inferiority complex. The temper of the sky and the earth.

"Good boy! From now on, I will be a cook in the valley for a day, and I will not have food from you Nan Yusi for a day!"

"If you don't eat, you won't... Master save me! Brother, he bullied me again!"

The boy on the tree fork suddenly stretched his neck and shouted into the distance, and the people waiting under the tree also looked back.

Headed by Master, followed by several elders, the team is approaching the tree where Nan Yusi hangs.

"Master, I didn't bully him, it was him...!"

"Okay, you go first." The master waved his hand, and the elder behind couldn't see the disciple being so rude, so he said to the person on the tree, "Skin monkey! Come down and meet the master soon!"

Nan Yusi pouted, let go of his hands and slid down from the tree, his light blue robe was worn out in several places, "The disciple has seen the master."

Master kindly touched the top of Nan Yusi's head and said, "Follow me."

He used to play in the master's hall when he was a child, but he lost interest in this solemn place when he was a little older. Compared with this solemn hall, the monkeys and squirrels in the valley are cuter.

Nan Yusi followed his master into the main hall, and he stood in the hall, what he didn't understand was that several senior uncles and senior uncles were all there, and something important happened in Pingming Valley?

The master entered the seat but he kept silent, but someone in the seat couldn't wait any longer, Shanshui glanced at the master, gritted his teeth and opened his mouth, "Does Yu Si know the Nether King?"

Master heard him say that dissatisfaction flashed in his eyes, but he didn't stop him.

"The Great Demon King Cang Lin on Nether Mountain? How can I not know such a famous person? According to legend, Cang Lin kills people and drinks blood without blinking his eyes. Even the emperor of heaven can't do anything to him. Everyone wanted to remove him as a hero."

"Does Yusi want to be a hero admired by thousands of people?"

Nan Yusi glanced at Shanshui, shook his head, "I don't want to." He complained in his heart, you haven't come out of the mountain for a long time, and your tricks have degraded. Do you want to make it so obvious that you are a hero?It's almost like dying.

Shanshui became anxious when he saw him like this, he stood up from the nanmu chair, and the veins on his forehead burst out, "Pingminggu has treated you well all these years, now there is a way to save us in Guli these years. Depression, Yu Si, you must not be so ignorant of gratitude."

Nan Yusi glanced at him and cupped his hands, "Elder Shanshui, Master picked me up back then and taught me since I was a child, but now you say that I don't know how to repay you, are you pointing fingers and scolding Huai?"

"you!"

"Besides, Master doesn't know why Gu Zhong is in depression? Also, Master raised me, how should I make arrangements for Master?" Nan Yusi knelt down straight in the hall after finishing speaking, " Everything is subject to Master's arrangement."

This child has been raised by his side since he was a child. As a closed disciple of Ping Minggu's generation, the master is somewhat reluctant. He glanced at the boy kneeling below, "Go back first..."

Besides, this child has an inexhaustible fate with that person.

Nan Yusi saluted the honored master, glanced at Elder Shanshui again, and retreated from the hall.

The master took a look at Shanshui, waved his hand to make the elders retreat too, Shanshui was not happy, but it was the master's intention after all.

Although Pingming Valley has gradually declined in the past hundred years, the master is still the master.

The person who likes to jump up and down on weekdays has returned to his room since he came out of the hall, lying on the bed and looking not energetic, but his eyes are rolling around. Nan Yusi knows that the master will not let him go out of the valley to die.

He turned around, is the big devil really as the world said?Bloodthirsty?Then he must have a ferocious face, maybe he has red hair, big eyes, a garlic-like nose, a big mouth full of fangs...

"Huh!" Nan Yu Sisheng was frightened by his own imagination and got goosebumps all over his body.

In the evening, Shanshui was called to Zangshuge by Master, but when he saw Master, he was still flipping through the scroll. After all, Shanshui couldn't bear his temper, and saluted, "Master, that guy Yu Si can obviously sneak in From Nether Mountain, why, Master..."

"Shanshui, you have lived for a hundred years, and you are still so irritable? Don't mention this matter again in the future. Using the youngest disciples in the valley to make Pingming Valley regain its glory, it is better to pull those ignorant disciples into the right track .Forget it. I'm going to enter the gate from midnight tonight. You tell me that the disciples in the valley are not allowed to go near the Zangshu Pavilion, so go."

"Yes, disciple, remember, disciple will help you enter the pass." Shanshui saluted and helped the master to the top floor of Zangshu Pavilion.

When Shanshui came out of Zangshu Pavilion and stood in front of Zhu Hong's gate, he glanced at a jade pendant in his hand, and let out a cold snort of disdain in his throat.

Nan Yusi was lying on the bed rolling, his stomach was so hungry, the damn senior brother really didn't give him a bite of food, "Smelly senior brother! Bad senior brother! Senior brother, I was wrong! I'm hungry! Ahhh!"

The door creaked, and he sat up with a snort, sighing that the senior brother still had a conscience, "Senior brother!"

After seeing who it was, he froze in an instant, "What does Master Shanshui want from me?"

Shanshui closed the door, and handed the two steamed buns in his hand to Nan Yusi. Nan Yusi swallowed hard when he saw the two white steamed buns, "What's the matter?"

"I won't go around in circles with you anymore. Master has always been kind-hearted, you know it. After raising you for so many years, Master must have said some things in front of you, so it's hard for you to say so. Why don't you tell me." Shanshui said Sitting down at the table, he stretched out his white Taoist robe, "Master ordered you to go out of the valley tomorrow and sneak into Nether Mountain."

Nan Yusi sat up straight after hearing this, "I don't believe what Uncle Shanshui said."

"Look at what this is?" Shanshui threw out the jade pendant that he stole from the master in his hand. Nan Yusi knew this thing, and the master never left him.

Holding the jade pendant in his hand, the frail young man frowned.

"Oh? By the way, the master is afraid that you can't hold back your talkativeness, so he specially told me to watch you take this medicine before leaving."

"What?" Before Nan Yusi came back to his senses, Shanshui pinched his chin, and a pill with unknown curative effect rolled into his mouth and slid down his throat along the way.

Nan Yusi was so choked that he beat his chest painfully, and then he heard Shanshui say, "Pack up your bags, and leave the valley tomorrow, so don't waste any more time."

"Shanshui, that bastard! Bah! Clean up your ass!"

Naturally, he didn't believe what Shan Shui said, so he straightened his clothes and went to find the master, but was told by the disciples in the Cangshu Pavilion that the master had already entered the customs and the disciples were not to disturb him.

It would be crazy to be interrupted in the middle of the retreat, Nan Yusi curled his lips, returned to the room, swallowed the two steamed buns given by Shanshui with herbal tea, and got into bed and fell asleep.

In the early morning of the next day, Nan Yusi sat on the bed and thumped the bed. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't make a sound in his throat. The angry person just wanted to tear up the good water that was drugged to him yesterday and feed it to Gu Little brute!