Chapter 1358 Burn It
Shen Jiuli asked a few more questions, and Yelu Jing'an reported them to him one by one.
Recently, Master is not generally concerned about the demon world, so Yelu Jing'an has used all the news networks, focusing on inquiring about the news of the demon world, so that she can answer her daily questions.
Yelu Jing'an used to complain secretly in her heart that her master had been neglecting her affairs for so many years, and secretly sighed that she had been worshiped by Emperor Zun for so long, but the chance to see her master's true face was pitifully rare.
I only see him three or five times a year.
Now he doesn't complain anymore, the frequency with which he meets Master now is outrageously high! You can meet once a day!
Before leaving, Yelu Jing'an suddenly seemed to remember something: "Master, those wedding supplies that Master asked his disciples to prepare two months ago..."
"Burn it." Shen Jiuli ended the fate of those things with just three words.
"...Yes." Yelu Jing'an agreed, turned and left without saying anything.
After walking a few steps, he seemed to think of something again, turned around and looked at the master, hesitant to speak.
Shen Jiuli was impatient: "What's the matter?"
"Um, this disciple heard a gossip that my junior sister and Xue Yilan have recently left the Demon Realm to play..."
"Crack!" A drop of ink fell on the rice paper. Originally, it was intended to draw a leaf, but it ended up staining a rock red, like blood...
The nib of Shen Jiuli paused for a moment, and casually dyed the drop of ink: "Where did they go?"
"This...hasn't been found yet, and the disciple is sending people to investigate."
Shen Jiuli stopped talking and continued to paint with his head bowed.
Yelu Jing'an watched his writing go wild, and finally couldn't help but say another sentence: "Master, I heard from people in the demon world that their good news is coming soon, and the group of demons has already started preparing for the wedding of the two of them..."
Shen Jiuli paused for a moment, so the red maple with dense and dense branches and leaves had a big red mark...
Yelu Jing'an pretended not to see the out-of-shape red maple tree, and finally left.
Shen Jiuli stared at the painting on the stone table for a moment, the red maple tree in front of her eyes seemed to turn into a girl's big red dress, the wind blew her clothes and danced, Yiren bounced off her pipa and smiled like a flower...
He froze for a moment, this picture suddenly appeared in his mind, it disappeared suddenly, and when he wanted to grab it, it disappeared without a trace.
He understood that this should be a picture of him getting along with Ning Xuemo before this amnesia.
It's just a picture, and it can't be connected before and after.
In the past, amnesia never recalled the past.
This time, some pictures often flashed, although they couldn't be linked together, but they were all about Ning Xuemo alone...
He was injured by Xue Yimo 3,000 years ago, killed his lover Long Chuan, and set foot in half of the fairy world. Heartbroken, he sealed all the memories of Xue Yimo shortly after waking up. Unexpectedly, the seal would be automatic Split out and become Wumo...
He was so badly injured that he needed to sleep for ten years to recuperate.
Before going to sleep, in order to prevent himself from repeating the same mistakes in the future, he fell into a deep sleep every 900 years, and after waking up, he forgot all the oracle of his previous life.
After falling asleep like this again and again, he had already forgotten why he gave such an oracle in the first place.
After Wu Mo died, the memory of three thousand years ago came back, and he remembered everything...
That injury also made him fall into the habit of rejuvenating once every 18 years. He had to practice at the ninth peak of Tianshu Mountain for three days before he could return to normal.
Because he lost all previous memories, he didn't know where his weird injury came from.