Urban Tales of Demons and Spirits

I was surprised to look at Wen Jiubai, and vaguely guessed something in my heart. Eighteen One Chinese W? W? W. 81ＺW. Com

"That ... that is, because you remember my entire life, so when I meet you, my memory is all restored?"

Wen Jiubai nodded. "And you have been 'resurrected' by me. Now your existence depends on my memory. As long as I don't forget you, you won't disappear. And I will never forget you."

For a while, I was a bit difficult to describe how I felt after hearing all this. Shocked, confused, unbelievable, and even a little funny.

"I don't believe it. You're just an old fox. Other than that, it's no different from others. How did you remember me when I didn't remember myself? And six years passed. Time. "I asked incredulously.

"It's nothing, there's always a way." Wen Jiubai showed a dim look, don't go over and try to avoid this problem, and at the same time I saw his right hand pressed **** the arm of the left hand.

The arm ... By the way, just when I went to Lawen Jiubai's wrist, he seemed to be hit by some pain, and quickly let go of my hand.

"What's wrong with your arm?" I asked.

"Nothing." Wen Jiubaixun moved his left hand behind his back and changed the subject. "Compared to this, I now want to hear if you have any way to escape ..."

I didn't care what the guy was talking about. He reached out and grabbed his arm, and put his sleeves up.

He let out a gasp in pain, and I was speechless in surprise as I watched the scene in front of me.

Wen Jiubai had blood marks on his arm with tools such as a knife. It was by no means a new injury, but a scratch that was repeated over and over again. The old scar was covered with new wounds, and after the new wound was scabbed, new wounds were marked, which made people very unbearable.

The big and small new wounds and old scars make up two Chinese characters: Gu Yu.

Wen Jiubai seemed to be scalded and quickly withdrew his hand.

I looked up at him in amazement, "You, this is--"

"It's nothing, leave it alone." Wen Jiubai grasped the injured part of his left arm with his right hand, and the intensity of his exertion even made me a bystander feel a pain.

"Did you remember me this way?" I could not reconcile myself, I just wanted to meet Wen Jiubai's eyes, "Wouldn't you be like that, you planned it from the beginning?"

Wen Jiubai looked at me with annoyance, then stood up and walked forward from Gu Zi, "Otherwise? Or do you want me to ignore your life and death and kill you in the timeline in order to preserve my life?" ? "

I laughed without anger, and rushed to catch up with Wen Jiubai in two steps.

"You're crazy. Have you been prepared to see me for six years?"

Wen Jiubai's expression was cold and unwilling to speed up my pace, but how could I be willing to let him escape and immediately catch up.

"Also, if you want to remember my name, why use self-harm? Well, isn't the tattoo good?" I don't think I have been so cheeky in my life. No, you miss me too much? "

Wen Jiubai stopped completely like I did, and stared at me rather viciously, "I will never tattoo your name on my body."

"Hey, you say I'm too hurt!" I pretend to be heartache.

"And the name is just a symbol." Wen Jiubai turned and looked at me. "Without the person represented by the name, the name itself is nothing. Just remembering the name is useless, you must remember the name at the same time Also remember everything that this name represents. Including your appearance, age, education, family, living environment and everything from birth to the present. "

"... So, why didn't you investigate everything in these six years?" Wen Jiubai surprised me again.

Wen Jiubai first stopped talking without saying anything, just when I thought he was staring at the corner, he said something softly.

"ten years."

"What?" I didn't respond.

"It's been six years in the world above," Wen Jiubai said calmly, "but you should also be aware that in this crack between yin and yang, time passes much slower. So it is ten years."

I stared at him chillyly, and my eyes were a little wet.

It's too much. Obviously, before telling myself to break into this place, I told myself that I must hold on, and that I must not cry.

However, it didn't take long for me to touch it, and I felt Wen Jiubai's heavy shudder on my head.

"It hurts! What are you doing?" I asked, clutching my head.

"It turns out that you still know the pain," Wen Jiubai said sarcastically, "I thought you were immersed in your fantasy town and lost consciousness."

"Hey, why are you so unreasonable!" I protested indignantly. "I was touched by you because of it!"

"Really? It's a pity that I can't be eaten as a meal or help us escape this place." Wen Jiubai said casually, his eyes glanced around, and he looked at the lonely walls.

Yeah, speaking of it, I went to such a place where the birds do n’t shit, is it just to save Wen Jiubai asshole? Unexpectedly, after seeing him in person, he was completely confused and forgot his original purpose.

"By the way, before I came here, the cat owner told me that even if I found you, I couldn't save you out." I said eagerly, "Uh, he said ..."

"It is said that my body is dead. Even if the soul still exists, there is no body that connects the two worlds of yin and yang. Even if you go to the world above, you can only become a stream of undead spirits." Wen Jiubai interjected, "Yes Is this right? "

I nodded, and it seemed that Wen Jiubai knew this kind of thing better than me.

"That's why I have to let the past know my own death—or, I thought I would die in the near future." Wen Jiubai's face showed an indescribable smile. "In this way, I will have time Prepare yourself for impending death to avoid your own death. This is a perfect paradox from a scientific perspective. "

I heard a cloud of water and couldn't understand what Wen Jiubai meant.

"What do you mean? You mean ... did you keep any backhands before?"

"Of course." Wen Jiubai blinked at me, "I have a fox with nine lives."