Years of ignorance of wine and dipped lips

Chapter 103

I decided to find it out, and then I went to see San, and I must explain the matter clearly in person, I don't want to be kept in the dark any longer.

After looking for it, I found Tianhei.

I even searched through the unburned relics of Jing Nian, but nothing was found.

Seeing the light on the horizon getting weaker and weaker, the disciples were still running around in the secret realm looking for the master, and when they passed by, they accidentally knocked me down, and I fell into the water, feeling a chill spreading from the bottom of my feet, passing by The ankles, the bends of the legs, the hollows of the waist, and finally stopped at the heart, like a snake, itchy and cool to the touch.

His body trembled, and he subconsciously thought that Jing Nian's ghost had visited again.

He hastily put his hand into his clothes to touch, only to touch a handful of wet hair.

It turned out that I was scaring myself.

After the shock, the exhaustion accumulated all day also hit me. I took two sedatives Qin Simu gave me to comfort me, and fell asleep on a small hill that was slightly higher than the water before I knew it.

This night, there was finally no ghost pressing the bed.

After waking up, it seemed that the color of the daffodils all over the place in the secret realm was lighter, not as bright red as before, and even a little transparent, like the color of glass.The buds on the waterfall have already opened half, and the skeleton is covered with thick petals, as if they are about to give birth to flesh.

I stood up and moved some stiff joints, and suddenly felt someone tap my fingertips behind my ears. I turned my head quickly, but the other party had already left, leaving only a fleeting afterimage in the distance, as if everything is hallucination.

In broad daylight, without an oil-paper umbrella, it should not be the ghost Jing Nian.

At the same time, a system prompt sounded in my mind.

[Player Qi Shijiu, detected that you have a side mission that was unexpectedly terminated midway, and is loading it for you. 】

[The mission "Five Plague Towers" has been loaded for you. 】

[Current progress: 4/5, the four plagues of spring, summer, autumn and winter have been unlocked, and only the middle plague is left. 】

my task?

Another severe headache, I began to recall that not long after I came to Wuyun Sect, my master Xue Jiajia shared the task with me.

Sharing tasks requires connecting the game panel, and connecting the game panel requires touching the chip behind the ear.

So, the figure just now was Xue Jiajia!

He has been missing for a few days, and he doesn't know what he wants to do now.

Although San told me to stay away from suspicious people, but with more and more strange things around me, I remembered more and more things, and more and more names and faces matched, I'm afraid——

I patted my head and interrupted my overflowing curiosity. Tomorrow is the wedding. Although San is not here, there are still things that should be done.

After cleaning the body and distributing invitations, today's task is to burn incense and pray for blessings.

Because there was an accident in the temple the day before yesterday, so I could only pray on the spot. The shadow guards moved the Buddha statue into the room, invited monks, prepared incense sticks and futons, and everything was ready.

I pulled out an incense stick and started lighting the fire.

In rainy and windy weather, incense sticks were as difficult to ignite as damp straw. I closed the window, squatted down again, and tried several times to finally light the fire.

By the light of the fire, I accidentally saw something under the bed.

It was a little kit, smeared with blood, and contained two locks of hair bound together, one from me, the other...

I already guessed that it was Jing Nian.

No wonder the ghosts had haunted the bed for the past two days, and I was relieved not to sleep in the room last night. It turned out that Jing Nian's soul was attached to this lock of hair.

Someone took the kit from Jing Nian's body and put it under my bed, which made me haunted by ghosts.

I casually threw the kit on the door, it fell lightly, and actually opened a teleportation circle on the spot that only one person can pass through.

It is clear that it is to show me the way.

When it came to this point, I hesitated for a long time, but still couldn't stand the temptation, I dispersed the shadow guards guarding the door, and walked into the magic circle alone.

Coincidentally, the place it leads to is the seaside of Chungdu.

Most of the people in Chongdu are industrious. In the past, the mangrove forests by the sea were always full of fishing boats. The fishermen sang rough tunes and cast their fishing nets into the sea, sparkling.

But now it is not like this at all. These trees with thousands of miles of roots have all been pulled out and broken into several knots. The people inside were chopped into pieces by the thorns before they had time to react, and there were dark black and ferocious whip marks everywhere on the beach, which was shocking.

San seems to be tireless, still looking for Jing Nian's soul in it.

There are deafening thunderclaps for hundreds of miles around, and the power to cross the tribulation in the transformation stage is not such a big battle.

The people nearby still didn't know what was going on, so they could only hide and watch from a distance, not daring to approach. I also mixed in the crowd and covered my ears.

There was thunder and lightning, and the vision was extinguished. Suddenly, another soul went out to sea. It was a man, but he was extremely ugly, with burn scars all over his face. Anyone who looked at him would stay away with respect.

When the whip of thorn recognition was about to fall on it, a person jumped up, the movement was so fast that even I couldn't capture his image, he grabbed the ugly soul, gently put it into his sleeve, and then, under the cover of thunder and lightning, Withdrew from the crowd and walked in a hurry.

I quickly chased after him, grabbed the hem of his clothes, and called out the name that matched his face just now. "Bai Shuang!"

And the name of the soul in his sleeve.

"Bai Shaohan?"

Bai Shuang subconsciously stretched out his palm to knock me back, but the wind of his palm was weak and weak, and didn't hurt me at all.

I saw that his face was pale and his breathing was disordered, and I asked curiously, "Are you injured?"

He looked at me without saying a word, his eyes were a little wary.

If I don't speak, I won't get information, and I won't be able to evoke more memories, so I can only take the initiative to ask: "Did you put the kit under my bed and use the magic circle to lure me to find you?"

Bai Shuang's gaze was dull, and after soothing the frightened soul in his sleeve with his palm, he said calmly, "If I had lured you here, I wouldn't have subconsciously fought back just now."

"Too……"

I found the wrong person, I was a little disappointed, it was not Bai Shuang who did it.

Bai Shuang, on the other hand, took a second look at the blood-stained kit in my hand, and asked hesitantly, "Is that Jing Nian's thing? Although I haven't been back for a while, I have also heard about Jing Nian's death. ...You are sorry."

This sentence of condolences made me a little confused, and he continued, "I am also responsible for Jing Nian's death. I should have expelled the violating player from the game in time, so that things will not happen after that, I'm sorry."

"Violation..." I savored these two words carefully, and the tip of the iceberg in my memory showed again, "That's right! You are the supervisor!"

Bai Shuang saw my reaction and understood. "You lost your memory?"

I nodded and asked, "Can you help me?"

"Let me try it." He said, reaching out to touch the top of my head, his eyes wandered down, and stopped on the signal receiver that looked like a neck ring. "You carry an illegal program on your body, which has greatly changed your settings, including the current amnesia, and it is also because the memory data can be deleted."

I touched the signal receiver and said anxiously: "Then if you take it off, can you restore the memory?"

"It should be." Bai Shuang frowned slightly, feeling that the soul in his sleeves was stimulated by the thunder and became weaker, so he could only apologize, "I'm sorry, I have to take a step first, when you recover your memory, Come find me."

Bai Shuang left.

I sighed, thinking that each of these people was talking more like a riddle than the other.

But at least I knew the way to restore memory. I rubbed my palms that were a little red from the cold, and groped for a while with my ten knuckles passing through the signal receiver.

There is no place to connect.

This meant that the neck ring had to be removed by force.

I mustered all my strength, and my hands began to exert strength.

However, in the next second, the electronic code "SWP-79" on the signal receiver began to flash violently, accompanied by sharp tinnitus and pain.

The whole process lasted for a few minutes, but it seemed to me that it took a long, long time before the pain ended.

[The signal receiver is an important part of the body, responsible for receiving orders from the person with the highest authority, and can only be removed by the person with the highest authority.If it is dismantled without authorization, the detonation procedure will be initiated to destroy the body. 】

This warning is definitely not a joke, and even followed by a countdown.

I was so scared that I quickly let go.

I actually forgot that my current setup is still a military battlefield robot, which has a thinking ability close to that of a human. Therefore, in order to avoid falling into the hands of the enemy and allies to leak military secrets, almost every robot of this kind has a backup self-destruct program.

Once it explodes, not only the body will be destroyed, but all data will not be backed up.

Guaranteed absolute loyalty and no betrayal.

I feel as though I've sworn to it in front of someone.

Closer to home, the signal receiver could not be dismantled by itself, and the hope of recovering the memory that had just arisen was shattered again.

I knelt down on the ground weakly, only to find that the crowd had dispersed at some point, and my legs were a little wet.

The tide is high, and it seems that this sea area is finally unbearable to be destroyed, and another tsunami is about to occur.

I didn't want to be affected by the tsunami, so I hurriedly got up, but a wave came over me. I closed my eyes subconsciously, but I didn't realize that I wasn't swept away by the wave.

Hidden in the waves is a long sword, the blade is silver, and its luster is flowing, like the color of the glaciers floating on the glacier, and the green is long, but the sword spirit inside is blood red, and the evil spirit is overwhelming. It shakes the waves and divides them into two , standing in the middle of me, unscathed.

Jingnian's sword...Hen Wan...

I don't think this sword appeared to save me.

I only heard the sword spirit neighing, and then the hair kit in my arms instantly ignited, the flames dissipated, and Jing Nian's cold eyes appeared in front of my eyes.

Although it is daytime now, lightning flashes and thunder rumbles, black clouds destroy the city, and there is no sunlight. San You is red-eyed and searching for his soul. The waves are raging, tens of meters high, covering Jing Nian and me.

Feeling bad, I turned my head and rushed back to the teleportation circle on the shore, and fled back to the Wuyun Sect.

But people's movements can't be faster than ghosts. Jing Nian held a long clip and teleported back with me.