Chu He followed, exiled his memory outside the domain, then transformed into a foggy life outside the domain, then entered the underworld, and continued to watch the development of things.

Jie Lu looked confused at this time.

He had completely forgotten what had happened.

However, Sister Jiu was full of sorrow and sometimes looked at Jie Lu with a strange look.

Sometimes there is murderous intent, and sometimes there is endless love.

Bang!

The door was pushed open again.

This time, the one who came in was no longer unexpected, and it was Xiaoqi... Zhao Xiaoqi.

The woman who sent Jie Lu to the land of the underworld.

At this time, she was wearing a red dress, as if she was blending with the other side of the water of the Yellow Spring.

When I saw Zhao Xiaoqi coming in, Sister Jiu's expression did not change, but her eyes moved slightly.

"You are here, or... this is your plan." Sister Jiu said something that Jie Lu didn't quite understand.

Although he seemed to have thought of it, perhaps Zhao Xiaoqi seemed to have done something that was unfavorable to Sister Jiu.

"You finally killed her! If you killed her, we have to meet. Because we were the last ones left." Zhao Xiaoqi said.

Her expression was no longer cold, with a certain demonic smile, like expectation, fear, or relief.

When Sister Jiu heard this, she frowned and said, "You have always been so ambitious, but it doesn't matter. After so many years, I'm actually very tired, even if... I should be the easiest one."

"But why did you bring him in?" Sister Jiu glanced at Jie Lu, then asked Zhao Xiaoqi.

When Zhao Xiaoqi heard this, his smile opened his eyes slightly, and his curved eyebrows had beautiful curves.

"Because, without him, you wouldn't have killed a mother-in-law. And no one can kill a mother-in-law except you!"

"Don't you think that mother-in-law is too tired? She has endured the most and should have died long ago." Zhao Xiaoqi said something cruel, with an understatement.

If they were an outsider, they wouldn't understand what dialogue they were talking about.

Even the insider of Jie Lu is still confused.

"Why is it him? Why am I like this?" Sister Jiu asked again.

She seemed to have accumulated a lot of questions.

Zhao Xiaoqi slowly walked around the hall, looking around from time to time, as if curious, but not, shook his head and said, "You really don't know, don't you understand? Do you still remember the last person you ate?"

"That woman?"

Sister Jiu was silent.

She remembered that day, when the Dharma-Ending Endowment came completely and the woman who came to the underworld a moment before the underworld was about to hide.

She has red cheeks and a simple and sincere smile, wearing a large-sleeved gown and a gorgeous vest, the gown cuffs are inlaid with a rainbow-style squid, and a gorgeous hair cover on her head.

Her body seemed to be always surrounded by the aroma of barley wine.

At that time, Sister Jiu wanted to eat her, or... her memories.

There is no difference here.

A person’s memory carries a person’s perception and experience of himself.

If the memory is eaten, it means that the person has disappeared.

Even if the soul is still there, when a new personality awakens, it is already another person.

Sister Jiu remembered that the woman always begged, begging her to keep a name, the only name.

That was not her own name, but a name like "Yansang Wangbu" that was obviously a man.

Of course, Sister Jiu did not rely on her, because there have been too many ghosts for countless years, and she would not be soft-hearted at all, so she ate all the memories of the woman.

After understanding the woman's memory, Sister Jiu finally understood who the owner of the name was.

"Living in the Potala Palace, I am the biggest king in the snowy land, wandering on the streets of Lhasa, I am the most beautiful lover in the world."

He was a monk, the king of the snowy land, and a romantic poet.

And the woman named Yu Qiongzhuoga was thinking about her lover until she died. Perhaps few people knew her name compared to her lover. But true love does not require celebrities to be eternal.

When the Dharma-Ending Age comes, when only the three realms remain in the world.

The hidden yellow spring has no more ghosts to visit. Sister Jiu’s only entertainment is to repeatedly chew on the woman named Yu Qiongzhuoga, all her past and memories.

Before she knew it, she was already addicted to it.

When Zhao Xiaoqi mentioned that woman, Sister Jiu already knew why she had to send such a monk.

Because this is not just a monk, but also a man who has a real blank space in the past and will be sincere to her.

Just like that monk king once said to Qiong Zhuoga.

This is a game arranged by Zhao Xiaoqi.

When she found out about Jie Lu, she already knew that her chance had come.

Sister Jiu could not refuse a monk like Jie Lu.

Because during the long boring time, Sister Jiu had already had a long love relationship with a similar shadow in her spirit.

Unconsciously, he was terminally ill.

What do you think love is?

Kneel on the ground to propose at an altitude of 20,000 meters?

Fighting and skipping classes and abortions during the green years?

It was clearly the tears and heartbreaking heart-wrenching when I suddenly woke up after I dreamed at midnight.

This love is just a memory, but it was already lost at that time.

Sister Jiu... In fact, she had already loved her so much that she could not extricate herself from meeting Jie Lu.

And Jie Lu just made the shadow in her heart suddenly freeze and entered reality.

So the more she had enough memories of countless people, she would still have "compassion" for Jie Lu, so she would specially wash away the "dust" on his body and then wake up his "me".

I couldn't help but kill a mother-in-law when she took the risk to kill Jie Lu.

After thinking through the causes and consequences, Sister Jiu's eyes looked bitter, but her eyes looked at Jie Lu, but she was gentle.

Turning his head and suddenly said to Zhao Xiaoqi: "If I lose, will I forget him?"

Zhao Xiaoqi was suddenly stunned, his eyes a little vague: "Maybe! I don't know, I am not her, you are not her, we are."

At this point, there are enough doubts.

Although Chu He had some ideas, he was still puzzled.

In Chu He's sight, Yu Ding Zhenren slowly spoke: "Meng Po is the lord of the Huangquan, feeding on the memories of ghosts, watching the joys, sorrows and sorrows of the world, and all kinds of suffering, joys, sorrows and sorrows. However, the 'old saint' is still suffering from the suffering of sentient beings, the resentment of the three souls, the poison of the seven souls, and the sorrows of all kinds. He then constantly cut off his body with the supreme method."

"From one to nine, it revolves on each other. Nine is the ultimate, which is the main source of the shore of the Yellow Spring, eats the souls of sentient beings, chooses their own preferences and hides them, and sends them out if they don't like them. As for the eight, this cycle, eight to seven, seven to six, and finally one."

The short sentences are filled with an inexplicable cruelty.

Chu He suddenly understood why a mother-in-law was determined to die and had no intention of living.

Because Meng Po divided herself into nine, in order to share the pain and joy. However, as the ninth sister who devoured the ghost's memories, she left the memories she liked and passed on the ones she didn't like.

After eight times, the memory sent to my mother-in-law is the most bitter, sad and painful memory.

If I had to bear such heavy pressure and pain for countless years, even if I was a powerful existence, I would be determined to die!
Chapter completed!