"... Who are you calling?" Fan Wuxi said in a hoarse voice.
Xie Bian's face was full of tears, his heart ached like twists, his mind was in a mess, and he said incoherently: "Xiao Jiu, Xiao Jiu shed a lot of blood, Xiao Jiu is my younger brother, and later he grew up, he..." He froze He stopped, staring blankly at the front for a long time before whispering, "He said, he hates me."
Fan Wuzhen took a deep breath, his body trembled uncontrollably, and a terrible thought came to his mind - Xie Bian might have remembered his previous life!
He looked at the pale and frail person with a trance-like expression in his arms, and it was already difficult to tell whether the soul curled up in this body was his elder brother in the previous life or his senior brother in this life. Could such a painful, bewildered, and helpless expression belong only to Zongzi Heng who was forced to submit to him
If this person really remembered his previous life, what should he do? What should they do
Xie Bian unconsciously tightened Fan Wuzhen's lapel: "He also said, what about the throne, that I sit on the throne?" He shook his head, "Whether he is fake or real, who is Xiao Jiu? Who is it again?"
Hearing this, Fan Wuxi breathed a sigh of relief: "Brother, we have been hit by an illusion, you have to wake up."
"... why does he hate me?"
Fan Wuzhen shook Xie Bian's shoulder vigorously, and said loudly: "Brother, wake up!"
Seeing that Bian was still in a daze, Fan Wuxi simply took out the water bottle from his Qiankun bag and poured all the cold water on his face.
Xie Bian's whole body trembled, clarity flashed in his eyes, and the dark pupils gradually gathered light. He looked at Fan Wuxi in surprise, with a very strange look, as if he had met him for the first time, and then his expression changed. , visibly alert.
Fan Wushi's heart was beating like a drum. Although Xie Bian didn't say anything, he guessed that Xie Bian saw his own face in the illusion, and saw Xiao Jiu. It's just that it's hard to tell the truth from the illusion, and Xie Bian would think that the memory has been confused.
"Brother, what's the matter with you?" Fan Wuxi asked pretending to be puzzled.
Xie Bian took a deep breath: "No deterrence?"
"What's the matter, don't you recognize me?"
Xie Bian stretched out his hand, slowly caressed Fan Wushi's face, and lightly touched the hooked eyes with his fingertips, his tone was still confused: "You are Wushi."
"Of course I am Wuyi." Fan Wushi said, "Brother, look around, we have been under the illusion. No matter what you see in the illusion, don't take it seriously, take a good look at me, I am the real one."
Xie Bian looked around and found that they were in a ruined temple. His memory was slowly recalled, and he remembered that they were tired from the journey and happened to come across a ruined temple, so they decided to sleep here tonight. They lit a fire to cook as usual, slept on the ground, and set up protective barriers.
His memory stayed before he fell asleep, and they never entered any town from the beginning to the end.
Jie Bian stood up from the ground, and turned around nervously: "Who cast the illusion on us?"
"I don't know, it's probably the same person who controlled the Snow Demon to attack us."
"Are you okay?" Xie Bian looked Fan Wuxi up and down.
"I'm fine."
"Fortunately, you are sober..." Xie Bian was bewildered and broke out in a cold sweat. If the two of them were unable to extricate themselves from the illusion, they would be slaughtered by others, "But, have you not suffered from illusion?"
Naturally, Fan Wuxi couldn't tell him that it was Wu Ya in the soul card who had a premonition of danger and woke him up: "I was the first to notice something was wrong before I fell asleep."
"Can you catch the other party's trace this time?"
Fan Wuxi's eyes were condensed: "I saw a person outside the ruined temple. I couldn't see the man and woman clearly. I didn't dare to leave you here alone, so I didn't chase you out. Cangyumen's magic is so evil. I don’t know how to hide himself, he probably followed us.”
"Asshole." Xie Bian gritted his teeth, "That illusion made me see many true and false things. Without you, I would be addicted to it and wouldn't be able to wake up."
"Illusion is like this. It confuses, distorts, and embellishes your memory, making it difficult for you to distinguish." Fan Wuxi said in a firm tone, "No matter what you see in the illusion, don't believe it."
"But..." Jie Bian said with a sad face, "I saw the memories of my previous life, people I saw in my dreams, and some things I had never dreamed of before." Xiaojiu had Fan Wuxi's face, it must be the illusion that made him lie to himself. However, in that inn, Xiaojiu's alchemy and the "throne" were also created by him after he fell into the illusion? Is it possible that the illusion has brought out his deepest hidden memories of his previous life. After all, every time when his spirit weakened, the memory of his previous life would invade. When he passed out at Baguatai, when he was injured at Diancang Peak, and when he was affected by Qi Mengsheng's huge spiritual pressure in Fenglin Island, the memory of his previous life would be the same. Like an incomplete jigsaw puzzle, he is being forced to restore piece by piece.
"what?"
"Xiao Jiu said that I stepped on him to sit on the throne."
Fan Wuxi narrowed his eyes and didn't speak.
"When I couldn't see my past and present lives on the Sansheng Stone, I guessed that I might be the reincarnation of heaven and man, and maybe I was an emperor, but that was just a guess after all. I couldn't prove it, and I didn't want to prove it, so I didn't take it seriously. .”
"Even if you were an emperor, so what. For millions of years, emperors and generals have appeared endlessly. You have said it yourself, and you don't want to be troubled by what happened in your previous life."
"I don't want to, but the memory of my previous life refuses to let me go." Jie Bian's face was gloomy, "Those who can't let go of the past have deep obsessions, and to get rid of obsessions, you must unravel the cause and effect. I have never wanted to pay attention to it, and I don’t want to be disturbed or affected, but maybe, only by unlocking the obsessions of my previous life, those memories will let me go.”
Fan Wuxi's complexion kept sinking, and his eyes became dark and cold. He turned his head slightly to prevent Xie Bian from seeing his true emotions: "Then what did you see?"
Jie Bian thought about it for a while, and the name of the inn appeared in front of him—Gutuo Inn.
So weird. Ordinary inns will have some safe and auspicious names. If the owner has ink in his stomach, he will inevitably have to be arty. The word "Gu Tuo" makes people really unable to think of any meaning, unless it is a place name. It doesn't matter whether the inn has a name or not, so it should not be created by the illusion, but a part of the memory of the previous life, an insignificant part, but it is one of the only clues he has so far.
He read the name of the inn.
Fan Wushi was shocked: "What did you say?"
"Gutuo Inn." Xie Bian said, "According to what Xiao Jiu said, I took him out to play and lived in this Gutuo Inn, and then a group of men in black rushed in and killed him, and dug his pills. .” He added, “Xiao Jiu is still a child at this time.”
Gutuo Inn is a name that Fan Wushi will never forget in his two lifetimes. It was the first inn where he and his eldest son Heng traveled out of the palace. They were seriously injured, and the two of them were almost poached. He settled down and asked, "Xiao Jiu is dead? But you said he has grown up."
"Yes, this is where the contradiction is. Xiao Jiu grew up and came back to seek revenge on me." Xie Bian said sadly, "He said, I killed him and his mother. I don’t know why, but when I grow up, I turn against each other.” Even though those things happened in a lifetime that he didn’t know, the feeling in the dream was too real, he felt that he really had a younger brother, and losing this younger brother made him feel extremely painful And what this younger brother did to him when he grew up made him extremely humiliated. He knew that he could no longer stay out of it. Regardless of other things, that man has already "put on" Fan Wuxi's face rashly, he must not allow such psychological hints, he must find out the truth.
Fan Wuxi's tone became colder: "Then you should ask yourself what you did."
Xie Bian was stunned, Fan Wuxi's attitude made him a little puzzled.
Fan Wuxi lowered his head in a concealed manner: "What you see in the illusion is hard to distinguish between true and false. Do you really want to rely on these falsehoods to find the cause and effect of your previous life?"
"You are right, but I believe that what I saw just now must be true." He stared at Fan Wuxi and said calmly, "Before, I wanted to go to Meng Po after returning to Hades, so She helped me strip away the memory of my previous life and avoid it from being disturbed, but I changed my mind now, I want to investigate, I want to know what happened in my previous life, what obsessions I can't solve, reincarnation I can't let it go, and if I don't, I may never find peace."
Fan Wuxi pondered for a moment, then stretched out his arms and hugged him: "Senior brother, I don't want you to investigate, the truth may cause you pain."
"I know, I've expected it, but..." Xie Bian buried his face into Fan Wushi's neck, sniffing the warm and familiar smell, and his frightened heart was soothed, "Although it was my previous life. , but I feel like I also have a younger brother, I am very concerned, I want to know what happened to him. "
"You don't want to know." Fan Wuxi said solemnly. The reason why he cherishes and loves the person in his arms is because he convinced himself that this person has never failed his Jie Bian, but if Zong Ziheng's memory returns to his original place, how should he deal with himself and this person? people? The love-hate entanglement in the previous life, let alone a hundred years and a thousand years, he will never let go of it forever.
However, there is still a voice in my heart, which is suppressed and imprisoned, and keeps saying that he wants to see his eldest brother.
He wanted the memories he and Zong Ziheng had together, and he wanted him to reconcile Xie Bian's love for each other, but this matter was destined to be incompatible. The day Xie Bian remembered everything, not only Zong Ziheng would wake up, but also There is the eldest son Xiao.
Unaware of the turbulent waves in Fan Wushi's heart, Xie Bian closed his eyes and snuggled into his arms with a tired face.
Afterwards, the two packed up their luggage and continued on the road. This time, they didn't dare to rest anymore, and ran to Mount Tai in one go.