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Chapter 51: Mayfly Mirror: Zhu Yan's Amnesia


Moreover, it is impossible to drive away at all.

Baishuang, who was dizzy by Yuan Song's affairs, simply arranged for Teng Snake and Xinyan to look at Zhu Yan in turn.

But he still seems to be able to remember certain exorcisms - every now and then he puts a spell on them and runs away.

"I'm not Lord Youqing, I'm Zhu Yan, the helper of the Demon Hidden Pavilion.

You picked me up and saved my life, and I will repay you.

"Zhu Yan is still a dead brain.

Mo Di turned his head to look at the door behind him: "No, you can't see the shopkeeper now." ” The bat on Zhu Yan's shoulder flickered its wings a few times, revealing its sharp teeth to threaten Mo Di.

But Zhu Yan hurriedly poked its stomach with the stick of the broom.

The big bat immediately folded its wings, and then jumped on top of Zhu Yan's head and squatted.

"I just want to be recognized by the shopkeeper, why doesn't the shopkeeper trust me?"

Zhu Yan suddenly looked at the door with an aggrieved face.

When Mo Di saw him like this, he was not less vigilant in his heart.

"How the hell do you have to believe that you're not from our Demon Hidden Pavilion?"

He pointed to the dusky sky, "You're from outside. ” Although it was brought in.

Zhu Yan shook his head: "Impossible, I obviously remember that I should be here."

This is a very important place, and the shopkeeper promised me something very important. ” "But I can't remember.

Now you all want me to leave, I think, it was the shopkeeper who promised me to stay with me as a helper, but now I regret it, right?

I'm actually very diligent.

Zhu Yan pursed her lips.

He took two steps forward, looked at Mo Di with a wistful gaze against the bat and said, "This little brother, you just let me in." ” "Great kindness and great virtue will never be forgotten!"

Zhu Yan put the stick of the broom in his arms, put his hands together, and the big bat above his head immediately hugged each other with the two claws on his wings.

The corners of Mo Di's mouth twitched, and he swallowed as he held back the hair that stood on end.

"The shopkeeper has something important to do now, and no one can enter without permission, not even me.

If you really want to stay, don't bother her.

Let's go, let's go to the kitchen to cook. ” Try to ignore the bat above Zhu Yan's head, Mo Di said cautiously.

Zhu Yan thought about it, kept the broom and nodded, almost shaking the bat on his head off.

"I listen to you, I'm going to stay.

I'm a helper of the Demon Hidden Pavilion!

” Mo Di sighed and took him to the kitchen, thinking that a good exorcist wouldn't just be wasted, would he?

Zhu Yanle followed him, looking happy as if he had encountered something good.

It's completely different from the quirky and stubborn young man before.

Much cuter.

Especially when it comes to helping him wash the dishes and clean the kitchen......

This guy is just too diligent.

Each bowl should be washed three times, and so should the dishes, there should be no dust and cobwebs in the corners, and the bottom of the pot should not be left behind when washing the pot......

There is also the need to kill all the small insects in the house, which is more agile than cats.

It's so harsh that it's "outrageous", and of course, Mo Di himself likes to see it.

This way he has more time to practice and study the dishes.

It's just that the shopkeeper said that it was not a good thing for him to be in the Demon Hidden Pavilion.

Mo Di thought it was good, and thought about it, and walked to the kitchen.

"Throw away the broom, pick the vegetables over there, and wash them."

Zhu Yan put the broom in his hand behind the door, rolled up his sleeves and said, "Okay!"

” The kitchen was filled with the smell of fireworks.

It's that the heart of Zhu Yan, who is in charge of guarding Zhu Yan today, is a little unlucky, a rune paper is pasted behind his back, and he can't move while standing in the firewood room.

As his master, Fu Yao specially grabbed a handful of pine nuts and swallowed them, counting him out of the way......

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Xinyan is also very aggrieved, how does he know how the exorcist who doesn't remember anything remembers those talismans?

It's clear that you can't prevent it!

And in Yuan Song's room, the primordial spirit attached to the mayfly mirror was completely integrated into the mirror.

It's not that it didn't come up, but that the clues to save people in search must be given by the mirror.

Putting the Yuan Spirit into the mirror with external force is the way to get a glimpse of the mystery in the mirror.

Cao brought it up— However, what is seen through this method is not a mayfly mirror.

It's Yuansong!

Walking alone into Yuansong in a small town surrounded by mountains.

When Bai Shuang looked at the mirror and was surprised, the demonic power in his hand did not decrease.

However, the other demons said they didn't see anything.

She understood that it must be the reason why she had been able to see water streaks on the mirror.

"Madam, you have to look carefully, whether you can save him, this time it's really all up to you."

Cao smiled.

He had beads of sweat on his forehead, so she was put at ease, right?

Only White Frost herself could see the picture that appeared on the mirror, and she naturally knew what she was carrying.

It's just, is it useful to see Yuan Song?

Even beads of sweat appeared on the tip of the nose of the white frost, and her heart was crossed, no matter if it was used, she would know if she had seen it.

The hoarfrost stared, as if to stuff himself into the mirror.

The distant mountains, glowing with gold and carmine, are autumn.

A youkai boy in human form crosses the stone bridge with a brown clay pot planted with a beautiful pine tree on his back and a water bottle in the shape of a pine nut hanging from his waist.

Green moss grows in the cracks in the stones of the bridge, and a few blades of grass occasionally pop up.

He strode along, but heard someone shouting in the river that was not fast.

Yuan Song didn't even have time to put down the crockpot, and his posture flexibly stepped over the stone fence on the bridge and plunged into the water.

A man who was nearly forty years old was fished up, and in the late autumn weather, the man who had been roasting the fire for a long time was not good enough to speak.

"Little brother, what are you doing here?"

After he thanked him, he began to chat with Yuan Song, mostly inconsequential and commonplace.

Yuan Song added two sections of firewood to the fire and said with a smile: "I walk the world and practice experience."

Just passing through. ” The man was stunned and said, "There's no place you want to go?"

Just casually walking here?"

He didn't seem to believe it, and his eyes swept over the three words "Hanging Mirror Town" on the edge of the stone bridge several times.

Someone would casually "pass by" Hanging Mirror Town?

"I go wherever I go, and when I need to choose, I throw copper coins."

Yuan Song took out a fruit from the cloth bag hanging on the pine tree and handed it over, "Uncle, you eat."

That's all I have. ” The man smiled embarrassedly and waved his hand again and again: "What kind of line is this?"

You saved my life, and I should give you food. ” "Uncle, you can take it, although it is just a fruit, but eating it can restore your strength."

Yuan Song insisted on giving him the fruit.

"Thank you very much, little brother."

The man took the fruit, wiped it on the sleeve of his coat that was not yet dry, and took a big bite.

He chewed it several times and swallowed it. took another big bite and couldn't wait to chew it: "Where did you buy the fruit, little brother?"

It tastes so good!

” "I picked it when I passed by the mountains, uncle, you think it's worth it."

Yuan Song smiled, but his gaze was as cold as the river behind him.

In this world, I am afraid that no real human beings will find this fruit delicious......