Xie Bian had another nightmare in the middle of the night, and was hugged and coaxed by Fan Wuxi for a long time before he calmed down.
There is no sunlight in Jiuyou, but Jie Bian still wakes up at the usual hour. Between half-dream and half-awake, it is the most ignorant time, when he opened his eyes, he saw a familiar handsome face, the fear engraved in his bones was awakened before his mind, his body shook, and he pushed hard. Open the person in front of you.
Fan Wuxi was almost pushed out of bed, he woke up suddenly, looked at Xie Bian in surprise and incomprehension.
Xie Bian also stared at him with wide eyes, as if he was facing an enemy, and his breathing was very short.
"...Senior Brother." Fan Wushi called out cautiously, his tone full of uncertainty. His heart was beating like a drum, and he felt that what was in front of him at this moment was not his senior brother, but...
Xie Bian's eyes gradually regained clarity, he looked at Fan Wushi carefully, and said with lingering fear: "Wuwei?"
"What's wrong with you." Fan Wushi pulled the person closer to him, "Are you having nightmares again?"
"No, no." Xie Bian couldn't help but tightly grasped Fan Wuxi's hand with such strength that he didn't even notice it.
Fan Wuxi whispered: "Or, you recognized me as 'him' again?"
Xie Bian lowered his head, and said with difficulty: "I have always seen your face in the memory of Emperor Konghua, when you were a child, when you were a teenager, and later became a demon king. I don't want to recognize you as you." become him, but..."
He couldn't forget the humiliating marks that Zong Zixiao had placed on "him". Fan Wuxi's face always reminded him of losing control when he was viciously violated.
Fan Wuxi gently raised Xie Bian's face: "Brother, are you afraid of me?"
Xie Bian stared at Fan Wushi's beautiful fox eyes, and said helplessly, "I'm not afraid of you."
"Then you are afraid of Zong Zixiao?" Fan Wuxi continued without waiting for him to answer, "But I am not Zong Zixiao."
"I know, it's all because of the illusion."
Fan Wuxi said dejectedly: "If you hate me because of this, I will feel bad."
Xie Bian hurriedly said: "How could it be? How could I hate you? I just fell asleep and made a mistake. It is impossible to make a mistake when I wake up."
"I don't want you to look at me and think of other men." Fan Wuxi couldn't dispel this twisted jealousy, he was jealous of himself.
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
"Isn't it? Did he do something to you in a dream that even I couldn't do to you?" The possessive desire that was deliberately suppressed rose again in his heart, and Fan Wuxi felt a fire, burning in his heart lung.
Xie Bian's face immediately burned up: "Zong Ziheng is Zong Ziheng, I am me, stop talking."
Fan Wuxi held his face in his hands, his brows were tightly frowned, his pupils were deep and bewildered: "Is it true that you will only remember me if I do more exaggerated things to you?"
Jie Bian's heart was beating wildly, and his body couldn't help shrinking back.
Fan Wuxi lowered his eyes in disappointment, and let go of his hands: "Get up and eat." He rolled over and got out of bed.
Xie Bian looked at Fan Wuxi's back, feeling extremely annoyed—
This time, the two of them not only didn't sleep well enough to relieve their fatigue, but they were even more tired than if they hadn't slept.
After breakfast, Xie Bian asked Bo Zhu to invite Cui Fujun. The barrier Zhong Kui set up was really powerful, and it was easier to break the barrier from the outside than from the inside.
Not long after, Cui Jue hurried over, and he looked at Xie Bian with concern: "How do you feel, have you read the Pure Heart Art?"
"I'm fine, I read it just now, Mr. Cuifu, please don't worry." Xie Bian said eagerly, "Can you help us break the seal?"
"Don't worry." Cui Jue took out a small wooden box from his arms, "I'll go to Granny Meng and get you a pill, which can relieve your memory disorder, but it's not a long-term solution. , let’s figure it out together.”
Xie Bian was very moved: "Thank you, Mr. Cui Fu." Although Cui Jue was strict and rigid, he always treated him very well, even compared to treating other people and things, he was regarded as a favorite. He opened the wooden box, broke off the sealing wax, and swallowed the pill.
"I stayed up all night. I searched for a long time in the library of the underworld and found some information about the golden coffin." Cui Jue solemnly warned, "Remember, no matter what happens during this trip, you are not allowed to open it. The golden coffin jade policy, the golden coffin jade policy is equivalent to your three life stones, it will restore all the memories of your previous life, and at that time, you will no longer be you, and nothing can save you except Meng Po Tang."
Xie Bian felt hairy in his heart: "I understand." As Cui Jue said, if he possesses Zong Ziheng's memories, thoughts, and insights at the same time, then he is no longer just him, and he doesn't want his consciousness to be taken over by another person. , he didn't want to be someone else.
"Golden case and jade policy, can you really see the life of Emperor Konghua?" When Fan Wuxi asked this sentence, no matter what kind of turmoil was in his heart, there was no change on his face. He must get the heavenly book, he wants to read the memory of his elder brother, he is not willing to die, he just wants to know if his elder brother has even the slightest affection for him.
"Yes." Cui Jue looked solemn, "You must find a way to get back the golden coffin and jade plan, because Bian's fate in this life is also on it."
Xie Bian was surprised: "Can it be changed?"
"Originally only the judge pen could be changed, and the judge pen is safe in my hands, but..." Cui Jue said worriedly, "The judge pen was originally just the same Horcrux, with hibiscus wood as the handle and three-headed dog as the hair, injected into it. Soul power, you can create another judge pen."
Fan Wuxi narrowed his eyes: "What does Mr. Cui Fu mean, someone will make another judge's pen?"
Xie Bian's expression also changed.
"I'm just hypothesizing." Cui Jue said in a deep voice, "Have you never thought about how Qi Mengsheng learned about the golden casket and jade strategy, and how he found it. Even I have to search for the historical materials about the golden casket and jade strategy, let alone She is from Yangjian, and few people even know about the legend of the golden casket and jade policy. I guess, she has helpers in Jiuyou."
"Cui Fujun is right." Xie Bian said solemnly, "We and Master also have such speculations, but it is too late to investigate."
"Since there is such a possibility, you have to find a way to get back the golden casket and jade policy, otherwise, Bian's life will be in danger."
"We will definitely get the golden box and jade policy." Fan Wuxi's eyes were sharp and cold.
"One more thing." Cui Jue looked at Xie Bian, "After you asked me that question yesterday, I went to find King Qin Guang and King Hong."
Xie Bian's heart tightened.
"King Qin Guang is as good as what I said, but King Hong is not in Hades, so I can only ask him next time."
Jiang Qulian has to be in charge of the punishment of hell, and the ghost people of Jiuyou need to rule, so they are often not in the underworld.
Fan Wuxi scanned the space between the two of them: "Senior brother, what did you ask Mr. Cui?"
"Oh, it's about the dispatch of the underworld messenger." Xie Bian said lightly.
Fan Wuxi vaguely guessed something in his heart, but he didn't expose it. Since he can be reincarnated as a human being, how could he be easily found out by them.
Cui Jue patted Xie Bian on the shoulder, and sighed: "I will lift the seal for you, go and save the Celestial Master."
"Thank you, Mr. Cuifu." Xie Bian's eyes were burning, shining with determination, "No matter how the fate is written in the book of life and death, cause and effect can be reversed, and we will definitely save Master."
Cui Jue opened his mouth, obviously hesitating to speak, and finally, only a look of sadness remained in his eyes.
The seal of Tianshi Palace was lifted, and the two were about to return to the world.
Before leaving, Fan Wuxi suddenly asked: "Master Cui, in this battle, only the master is dying, right?"
Cui Jue was noncommittal, but said flatly: "The secrets of heaven must not be revealed. Do your best and obey the destiny."
The two looked at each other, and both saw the belief and trust in each other's eyes that was enough to support them.