"How can you be sure that my master has been taken over?"

"I don't know Donglingjun, I can't be sure."

Hua Qing carried the exquisite baggage, grabbed the folding fan, and said to Liu Zhuoran:

“But I don’t want to bet on things like this.

You may find the matter of taking over the body terrifying, but I tell you that such things have not been rare in the past thousand years.

There are too many places in this world under the sunshine that you can’t see, and most people can’t see it, but it does not mean that those sneaky things do not exist.

Let's go, I'll tell you slowly on the road.

Don't clean up yet?"

"I have nothing."

Liu Zhuoran spread his hands:

"A sword, a pot of wine, and a piece of clothing are all my belongings."

"Then you are so miserable."

Hua Qing curled her lips and pointed to the window.

The two flew out. It was noon, and people came and went around the streets, but the two were superb and flew across the street without alarming anyone.

"Shh"

The green flower fell on the other side of the street, hiding in a shadow under the eaves, and made a ban on Liu Zhuoran.

He lay there, staring at the inn more than ten feet away opposite him, and said to Liu Zhuoran who was leaning beside him:

"Along the way, aren't you very curious about why I am so proficient in the secrets of immortals in the past thousand years?"

"right."

Liu Zhuoran pulled open the plug of the wine gourd, shook it for a while, and asked:

"You have always been reluctant to say that today we are talking about the matter of taking over the body.

I even doubt whether you are a thousand-year-old ghost."

This is a joke.

But Hua Qing did not respond. After a few breaths, he whispered:

"I'm half."

"Um!!!"

Liu Zhuoran, who was drinking, stopped suddenly. He looked back at Hua Qing, wiped his mouth, and looked strange.

"What? Are you scared?"

A meaningful smile appeared on the corner of Hua Qing's mouth, and he said:

"The thousand-year-old ghost is not a specialty of your Penglai. It is among the four immortal sects that have been passed down to this day. However, the Kunlun people were killed by Zhang Moye using secret techniques.

The Taihang Immortal Gate was destroyed, and the old ghosts also dissipated with the wind.

As for the Five Immortals Temple, I have never been there, but after hearing that Shen Qiu made a big fuss, my master secretly went to Liaodong.

He sent me a letter saying that the old ghosts in the Five Immortals Temple had almost disappeared.

I, I'm a poor person."

Hua Qing pursed her lips, pointed at her head, and said to Liu Zhuoran:

“I have two memories in my mind, the one that belongs to me, stopped when I was eight or nine years old.

There is another memory from a Kunlun ‘immortal’ who lived for more than 900 years.

Well, it is not very accurate to say that. He was only in his thirties when he really lived. He died ten years after the coming of the Dharma-Ending Age.

I just kept "living" in the illusion of blood sea of ​​Kunlun Fairy Pool.

When Zhang Moye snatched the evil sword, he almost lost his soul. In order to continue to survive, he dissipated his spiritual energy and seized a small Taoist boy in Kunlun."

Hua Qing turned her face away and returned to her smiling expression in the past. He pointed to his face and said:

"That unfortunate little Taoist boy is me.

From the age of eight to eighteen, how I lived and grew up, I had no memory of myself, and I thought I would die like that.

Then, suddenly one day, the fierce man who snatched the magic sword from Kunlun came back alone.

Zhang Moye saved me and my master, drove away the thousand-year-old evil spirits from my minds, and I came back to life, as if I had a dream.

It's like a dream for ten years."

Hua Qing lowered her head, and in the shadow of the sun, he breathed and said:

"It's like a dream for a thousand years again."

"I can't even tell the difference between myself. I was the young flower of Kunlun Taoist, or the thousand-year-old ghost Qingyuejun."

Liu Zhuoran felt very chill when he heard this story.

He didn't think that Hua Qing was lying to him, and there was no need to make up such a story that made people feel cold all over his body.

In the sun, Liu Zhuoran touched his lips and said to Hua Qing:

"So, you name yourself 'Huaqing'. The combination of the names of the two souls is to keep yourself from forgetting those memories?"

"No, it's not as profound as you think."

Hua Qing shook her head, stared at the inn across the street, and looked at a group of fully armed imperial guards, surrounding the entire inn.

He smiled and said:

"Hua Wanhong and Qingyuejun are both dead. Now I am a brand new me. The new soul shaped by the past should have a new name for the newborn.

Isn’t it suitable for flower cyanine?

Do you think, I tell you, I am joking with you when I come down the mountain to clean my heart?

If the memories of those two people cannot be washed away, my soul will not be able to bear them. Now I have forgotten most of them, and the world has reached the last step of washing my heart.

After killing all the thousand-year-old ghosts in this world, I can also have a life that truly belongs to me in this clean world.

Let's go, it's no longer safe here."

Hua Qing turned around and flew further away, ignoring the noisy inn behind her. Liu Zhuoran followed closely behind, and the two quickly disappeared into the bustling and lively alleys of Lin'an City.

But their escape did not last long.

To be precise, half an hour later, their road was cut off in the last deep alley leading to Lin'an City Gate.

"Where are you two going?"

In the shadow of the alley, Shen Lan was wearing a red dress, holding a red oil-paper umbrella, half of the fox demon mask, and half a fan, with her hair coiled.

It seems that I have been here, and I have been waiting for two people for a long time.

She turned around in the dead alley, and under the escort of Xiuhe, who was carrying two knives, hats and black skirts, she held an umbrella and said to the two people in front of her:

"That National Master has mobilized three thousand dragon martial soldiers and is waiting for you outside Lin'an City. You men are so rough about doing things. It's really not possible without a woman to help you, right?"

Shen Lan chuckled, like a red fox.

She walked towards a fork in the deep alley and said without looking back:
Chapter completed!