Zhou Jiayu thought it was just a coincidence that he regained his memory.
But he didn't expect that that night, he dreamed of a big bird burning with flames. The big bird was suspended in the dark night sky and looked at him condescendingly. The flames on his body were bright and dazzling, making it difficult to look away.
Zhou Jiayu looked up at it, and for a while he couldn't tell whether he was in a dream or reality.
Big Bird opened his mouth and called out his name: "Zhou Jiayu."
"Hello." Zhou Jiayu greeted it carefully.
"I'm glad you're back." Big Bird stopped in front of Zhou Jiayu, with a gentle look in his black eyes, staring at Zhou Jiayu's face, "Although it makes you wake up a little slow, but I Anyway, the promise was fulfilled, and those memories... have you recovered?"
Zhou Jiayu nodded and said that he had recovered.
However, when Big Bird heard his answer, it showed a sad expression. It was about to say something, but in the end it just murmured softly: "It's better to forget it."
"What's your name?" Zhou Jiayu looked at the look in its eyes and felt its sadness.
Big Bird tilted his head and introduced himself, saying that my name is Jiba.
Zhou Jiayu: "... a good name."
Jiba laughed when he heard the words: "It's exactly the same as back then."
Zhou Jiayu was a little dazed. He was about to ask something when he saw Big Bird suddenly lowered his head and whispered, "Can you touch my head?"
Zhou Jiayu did not expect that he would suddenly make such a request, and was a little surprised for a while, but it was not an excessive request, so he nodded in response without thinking too much.
Big Bird lowered his head and put his head in Zhou Jiayu's hand.
Zhou Jiayu reached out and touched its head vigorously a few times. The feathers of this big bird were very smooth to the touch and felt very comfortable. Zhou Jiayu couldn't hold back, and he touched it several times before stopping.
Then he heard Big Bird ask, "Who is more comfortable between me and the weasel?"
Zhou Jiayu: "..." What a strange question.
But in the face of Big Bird's expectant eyes, Zhou Jiayu instantly decided to betray Xiao Huang: "Yours is more comfortable, soft, and slippery..."
"Hmph." Jiba raised his head proudly, "I knew that I was definitely more comfortable than him."
Zhou Jiayu looked at its expression and wondered if Jiba and Xiaohuang had something to do with each other...
"I'm leaving." Ji Ba rubbed Zhou Jiayu's body twice with his big head again, "You have to live well, until you are eighty years old, no... one hundred years old."
As soon as Zhou Jiayu said yes, he saw the big bird covered in flames flying into the night sky, gradually fading, and disappearing from Zhou Jiayu's field of vision.
And Zhou Jiayu also woke up from the dream. He opened his eyes and found that it was still in the middle of the night. Lin Zhushui hugged him, and when he looked up, he could see Lin Zhushui's profile.
Was that a dream just now? Zhou Jiayu thought blankly, if it was a dream, why would it seem to be real... He thought about it, and fell asleep again.
The next morning, Zhou Jiayu told Lin Zhushui this dream as a story while eating breakfast.
After Lin Zhushui listened, he was silent for three seconds and asked Zhou Jiayu, "What's that bird called?"
"Sacrificial Eight..." Zhou Jiayu was shocked to realize that something was wrong after saying the name, and instantly showed an embarrassed expression.
Lin Zhushui's eyes were quite deep, and he looked at Zhou Jiayu with a meaningful expression: "I'm suffocating you."
Zhou Jiayu: "..." I'm not, I don't, why did the bird call that name, it's not harmonious at all.
Although Zhou Jiayu forcibly explained that these two words were different later, it was not that he was suffocated, but that the bird was the name. But Lin Zhushui leaned over gently, kissed his forehead, and said, be good, let alone Big Bird and Jiba, let's go back in the evening and have a good talk.
Only then did Zhou Jiayu realize that he seemed to have jumped into the Yellow River and couldn't wash himself.
After Jiba came, Zhou Jiayu's body recovered strangely faster. It seems that a dead tree has regained its vitality. After three months, you can walk down the ground. Although you have to use a cane, you can move on your own.
Second, the memories after rebirth were not all recovered together, but intermittently. He first remembered Lin Zhushui, then a few people in the room, and then Xiao Zhi, the weasel, bit by bit, All flooded back into his mind. There are still some details that are still vague, but a general understanding of the situation.
Zhou Jiayu originally thought that he and the bird named Jiba were also his former friends, but he never regained his memory about it. He also tried to find people around him to ask about the bird, but the family members were all at a loss. Lin Jue patted his shoulder and said with a smile that Zhou Jiayu was recovering well. It all started. Playing hooligans to everyone.
Zhou Jiayu: "..." Forget it, he should not ask, this is a name that will never be forgotten, and everyone doesn't know it, so it should be really not remembered.
Zhou Jiayu's body was getting better day by day. One day, he found Lin Zhushui awkwardly and said he wanted to discuss something with him.
Seeing Zhou Jiayu's expression, Lin Zhushui reached out to touch his head, and asked warmly, "What's wrong?"
"Mm...Sir." Zhou Jiayu lifted up his T-shirt, turned around and showed Lin Zhushui his back, "Sir, can I get a tattoo to cover this wound?"
Because of the car accident, there was an exaggerated wound on Zhou Jiayu's spine, which ran across his entire back, completely incompatible with the surrounding fair skin, and looked extremely ferocious. Zhou Jiayu once saw it in the mirror and was frightened.
Lin Zhushui's fingers gently slid over Zhou Jiayu's spine, he circled Zhou Jiayu directly, and dropped a few gentle kisses on it: "It's not ugly."
"I don't think it looks good." Zhou Jiayu turned his head and asked him, "Can the tattoo be covered?"
"Yes." Lin Zhushui said, "I'll think about the pattern."
Zhou Jiayu rolled his eyes and laughed. He had seen Lin Zhushui's tattooing skills before, but others couldn't get tattoos if they wanted to.
"Do you have a favorite pattern?" Lin Zhushui asked him.
"No, sir, just help me pick it out." Zhou Jiayu nestled in Lin Zhushui's arms, and he was so happy when he touched it, "It should look good..."
"Okay." Lin Zhushui kissed Zhou Jiayu again.
A few days later, Lin Zhushui ordered a tattoo pattern for Zhou Jiayu. It was a beautiful big blue fish that jumped out of the water waves, with vivid drops of water splashing around.
The fish's scattered tail could just cover the long wound. Zhou Jiayu studied it for a while and found that the fish had never been seen before, so he asked Lin Zhushui what kind of fish it was.
Lin Zhushui smiled and said, "There is no such fish, it was designed according to the shape of your wound... Be good, come and lie down."
Zhou Jiayu obediently lay on the bed.
Lin Zhushui lit a stick of incense and started to work on Zhou Jiayu's back.
Because he had been in the medicated bath before, the acupuncture on Zhou Jiayu's back did not feel pain, but it was very comfortable. In the faint scent of sandalwood, Zhou Jiayu fell into a light sleep, and when he woke up, Lin Zhushui's tattoo also came to an end.
After everything was over, Zhou Jiayu rubbed his eyes and woke up. He was lifted up from the bed by Lin Zhushui and heard Lin Zhushui say, "Look."
Zhou Jiayu turned around and saw that the ugly scars on his spine were covered with beautiful tattoos. The fish was slender, with pale blue light shining on its scales, and the fish tails that were spread out like half of a tulle. But it has a sacred and noble temperament.
Zhou Jiayu was stunned, and involuntarily reached out his hand to touch it, but Lin Zhushui grabbed his wrist: "Don't touch it for now, it will hurt."
Zhou Jiayu nodded.
As his memory recovered little by little, Zhou Jiayu also remembered the situation when he died. He remembered the volcano, the Meng family, and the lotus platform.
"Sir, what happened to Meng Yangtian in the end?" This is what Zhou Jiayu is most concerned about. Meng Yangtian is not a thing at all. If he hadn't had the strength at the time, he would definitely have rushed over to give him a set of eighteen qualities. He didn't even know the mother who beat him up, so it's better to kill him directly.
"Dead." Lin Zhushui said simply, "After I brought you back, I went back again."
Zhou Jiayu also wanted to ask Lin Zhushui how Meng Yangtian died, but at first Lin Zhushui didn't want to say, but after being questioned several times, he sighed helplessly: "You are a civil servant, I told you, you don't Report me."
Zhou Jiayu said let me see the situation.
Lin Zhushui rubbed the top of his head with his chin and said slowly, "I killed him."
Zhou Jiayu was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect that Lin Zhushui really solved Meng Yangtian himself. After following Lin Zhushui for so long, he also knew that murder was actually quite taboo in this industry, but considering Lin Zhushui's mood at the time, he would kill Meng Yangtian himself, and Zhou Jiayu was not surprised at all. .
If it was him, he would probably do the same, after all, he almost killed Meng Yangtian at that time.
However, for Meng Yangtian, death may have become a relief instead. He lived to let Meng's resentful spirits rest in peace.
Zhou Jiayu also mentioned the book Jiba and the Meng family got.
Lin Zhushui didn't joke about Zhou Jiayu this time, but listened to him seriously.
"I guess that book has the power of the Golden Crow sealed." Lin Zhushui said, "The Golden Crow has the power of resurrection to resurrect you, and that book can also resurrect people, but because it only has a part of the power of the Golden Crow, so the ability to resurrect Not perfect." After resurrecting people, it just turned those people into the state before death, not like resurrection, but like a curse.
"But why did he resurrect me?" Zhou Jiayu wondered.
"Because you can save me." Lin Zhushui laughed, "If it wasn't for you, I'd be gone."
Zhou Jiayu had always thought that Lin Zhushui said that he was actually comforting him by saying that he helped him survive the calamity, but he did not expect such a thing, that is to say, the future he saw Lin Zhushui wrapped in flames in that book was actually once. It may appear, but it was changed by Zhou Jiayu.
"Before leaving, Jin Wu mentioned the Tao of Heaven, which should be the law of heaven and earth." Lin Zhushui continued to explain, "The decline of Feng Shui is also the operation of the Tao of Heaven. The Golden Crow has the power of resurrection, which goes against the original intention of the Tao of Heaven." So the Tao of Heaven To seal part of its power is to restrict it.
As long as Lin Zhushui died, the next suitable body of extreme sun would not appear, and the Golden Crow would be considered a loser.
However, the operation of numerology is not only a line to go, Zhou Jiayu is the opportunity to break the game.
In the end, Meng Yangtian, who also wanted to destroy the book, managed to force out the fire of extreme yang in Lin Zhushui's body and burned the notebook that sealed the power of the Golden Crow.
As for how Meng Yangtian knew about this method, it was obviously inseparable from Jiba.
Fortunately, everything was over at this time, Zhou Jiayu returned to his body, and Lin Zhushui no longer had to be troubled by the body of the extreme sun.
Talking here, Zhou Jiayu suddenly remembered a very important thing: "That sir, my body..."
"It's burned." Lin Zhushui said, "I burned it with my own hands, and then I was buried."
Zhou Jiayu felt a little distressed when he heard Lin Zhushui's words: "It must have been very sad at that time, right?"
"That's right." Lin Zhushui said warmly, "At that time, I planned to go with you. Fortunately, Lin Jue was still calm, so I reminded me... It didn't make a big mistake."
Zhou Jiayu was afraid for a while after hearing this. He couldn't imagine how painful and desperate he would be at that time if he found that Lin Zhushui had died for love when he regained his memory.
"Let's go take a look together when you have time." Zhou Jiayu rubbed Lin Zhushui's chin, "The tombstone is sealed..."
Lin Zhushui said, "Then what about your body?"
Zhou Jiayu thought about it for a while, and said with joy: "Since I have used it, it's better to bury it together."
"Also." Lin Zhushui nodded.
A few days later, Lin Zhushui took Zhou Jiayu to see the tomb where they were buried together. Zhou Jiayu was in a panic after seeing the two gilded names on it, and urged Lin Zhushui to quickly replace the tombstone. Lose.
"Okay." Lin Zhushui nodded in agreement.
"It's good to be back." Zhou Jiayu sighed, "Fortunately I'm back..."
"Yeah." Lin Zhushui said, "Fortunately, you're back."
Zhou Jiayu laughed.
Although the body recovered quickly, it was still a lot worse than the previous healthy body. At least Zhou Jiayu was too thin, and Lin Zhushui felt very awkward when he held it in his arms. Therefore, Lin Zhushui's feeding work became very careful. There were strict standards for how much and how to eat every day.
Zhou Jiayu really couldn't eat that much, and was stuffed with tears, feeling like a duck that was being fed: "I really can't eat it anymore."
"It's too little, how about two more bites?" Lin Zhushui asked warmly, holding a bowl.
"It really can't be done." Zhou Jiayu was about to cry, he turned to look at Lin Jue for help, Lin Jue whispered beside him: "Zhushui, it's almost the same, Jiayu has eaten a bowl. ."
Lin Zhushui replied mildly, "You eat more than him, and the meat on your stomach is thicker than him."
Lin Jue's expression was distorted for a while, but after looking at Zhou Jiayu's weak appearance, she felt that she was powerless to refute... In the end, she said that she wanted to lose weight.
Zhou Jiayu: "..." Uncle, why did you give up so easily.
In the end, at the insistence of Lin Zhushui, Zhou Jiayu ate another half a bowl, and was barely allowed to leave the table. In fact, it's no wonder Lin Zhushui, because Zhou Jiayu's appetite has been very small since his injury, and he eats a bowl of rice every day, so his body recovers very slowly.
Zhou Jiayu slumped on the sofa after eating, and slowly touched his bulging white belly.
Shen Yiqiong joked beside him, saying that Zhou Jiayu was like a fish whose belly was turned over.
Zhou Jiayu glanced at him and said what kind of fish are you, mullet.
Shen Yiqiong said angrily, "Can you stop taking my skin as a stalk, I've been joking for three years, can't I change it?"
Zhou Jiayu said, "Okay, then when will you fall in love?"
Shen Yiqiong cursed and left the table angrily.
Everyone in the room laughed, and even the weasel started to click.
Zhou Jiayu was lying down, feeling a little sleepy, and his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier. He closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep, feeling a thin quilt covering him in a trance.
Zhou Jiayu slept very well this night. When he woke up, Lin Zhushui was sitting next to him, holding a book and reading slowly. After he opened his eyes, he didn't get up, he raised his eyes and stared at Lin Zhushui's face, watching the sun shine on Lin Zhushui's shoulders and hair, it seemed quiet and warm.
At this moment, both Zhou Jiayu's soul and body felt an indescribable comfort. As if it fell on a thick feather, his eyes closed again involuntarily.
"Awake?" Lin Zhushui noticed the change in Zhou Jiayu's breath and asked.
"Well, I woke up." Zhou Jiayu's voice was a little hoarse, "The weather is so nice today."
"Yeah, just right." Lin Zhushui came over and kissed his lips, "Would you like to go out with me?"
Zhou Jiayu smiled and nodded: "Okay."
So Zhou Jiayu got up from the sofa, yawned lazily, and went out for a spin with Lin Zhushui.
The two moved from the front yard to the back yard. For some reason, Zhou Jiayu suddenly proposed to see the branches of the ancestral tree, so they went to the place specially used for planting the ancestral tree where the formation was arranged.
This place is very yin, and under normal circumstances, few people come here. Zhou Jiayu is no longer extremely yin, so there is no need to be afraid of being affected. When he was still far away from the ancestral tree, Zhou Jiayu's keen eyesight noticed a surprising scene-he looked at the branches of the ancestral tree and saw a touch of emerald green.
The smear of green was so eye-catching that it caught all Zhou Jiayu's eyes on the dry tree trunk.
"Sprouted!!" Zhou Jiayu exclaimed in surprise, he quickly ran to the edge of the ancestral tree, and found that the emerald green he saw from a distance was really not an illusion, a small bud emerged from the ancestral tree, although Only the size of a grain of rice, but it does exist.
"Sprouted." Lin Zhushui also confirmed Zhou Jiayu's statement. He seemed to be slightly surprised. He didn't expect that the probability of being met by Zhou Jiayu was as low as 30%.
Zhou Jiayu's eyes narrowed when he smiled, and he was talking about my son's daughter-in-law finally finding a place. Seeing this ancestral tree, he thought of Xu Jinghuo, who was missing. Since the delivery of the soil, Xu Jinghuo has no news, and is in a state of unknown life and death.
I don't know if he is still alive. This thought flashed through Zhou Jiayu's mind, but he didn't delve into it. He just thought in his heart that maybe, to some extent, death would be more of a problem for Xu Jinghuo. kind of liberation. It was like Lin Zhushui who was looking for him, but at that time, I was afraid that living would be torture.
Xu Jinghuo, who has no roots, is like duckweed drifting with the current. Where and how long it will float is unknown.
That night, everyone knew the news of the ancestral tree sprouting. Of course, the one who reacted the most to this news was Xiao Zhi. After hearing it, it rushed over to Zhou Jiayu's shoulder excitedly, and it was a mess in his mind.
Zhou Jiayu couldn't laugh or cry after being stabbed, and said, Xiao Zhi, take it easy, don't shave me bald.
The weasel next to him screamed, as if agreeing with Zhou Jiayu's words.
But these words didn't stop Xiao Zhi from being excited. After he finished scouring Zhou Jiayu, he silently shifted his eyes to Lin Zhushui.
Zhou Jiayu: "..." Is this your biggest dream? But daddy can't help you either, son.
Lin Zhushui's hair was really beautiful, soft and smooth, and it was neatly tied behind his head. Zhou Jiayu touched it once before, and it felt so comfortable, and it smelled of sandalwood, making him want to bury his head. Rubbing hard inside.
Xiao Zhi looked at Zhou Jiayu pitifully.
Zhou Jiayu reluctantly thought about what cuteness you are selling to me. If you want to touch your eldest father's hair, shouldn't you be cute to him? Although Lin Zhushui is no longer extremely yang, Xiao Zhi is still a little afraid of him, so at the moment he just covets Lin Zhushui's hair, and he doesn't dare to do it directly.
Before Zhou Jiayu could speak, he saw Lin Zhushui reach out and hug Xiao Zhi, and then put it on his shoulders naturally.
Xiaozhi's eyes suddenly straightened, but he still asked reservedly, "Dad, can I touch your hair?"
"Yeah." Lin Zhushui said.
With Lin Zhushui's permission, Xiao Zhi picked up his sleeves and started to do it, but it wasn't Zhou Jiayu's short hair, and he didn't dare to brush too hard, so he cautiously began to lick it, looking very happy from the expression.
Everyone else in the room looked like what the hell did I see, Zhou Jiayu couldn't laugh or cry, thinking that Lin Zhuguo is really a good father.
Xiao Zhi fulfilled his long-standing wish, which was quite satisfying. Zhou Jiayu noticed that when he got off Lin Zhushui, he held a long strand of hair in his hand. Zhou Jiayu picked it up and asked what it wanted to do. Xiaozhi whispered beside Zhou Jiayu's ear, "Tie Big Daddy and Daddy's hair together, and Daddy will never leave Xiaozhi."
Zhou Jiayu felt a little bitter in his heart, thinking of the days when he had an accident, Xiao Zhi didn't know how to get through it.
Fortunately, he finally came back.
After Zhou Jiayu's health improved a lot, Lin Zhushui suddenly mentioned about immigration.
Zhou Jiayu didn't turn around at that time, and stupidly asked Lin Zhushui why he wanted to emigrate.
Lin Zhushui looked at him: "I want to be with you legally."
Zhou Jiayu was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "Okay."
Lin Zhushui seemed to be slightly relieved when he heard Zhou Jiayu's answer so bluntly. He stretched out his hand and intertwined his fingers with Zhou Jiayu, with a very serious expression: "Don't leave me again, okay?"
"Okay." Zhou Jiayu raised his hand and kissed the back of Lin Zhushui's hand, "I will never leave you again."
Lin Zhushui hugged Zhou Jiayu, so much he wanted to rub him into his body, he said, "Thank you."
Zhou Jiayu kissed Lin Zhushui's chin: "It should be me thanking you."
Meeting you is the greatest luck in my life.
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The author has something to say: Let's finish it today, but there will be a special episode that will last until the end of the month. You can order a thick meal for what you want to see.