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So, wanting to stir up trouble, he wandered into a team of swordmen and met the enemy who killed his pet.

At that moment, his logic was reconstructed.

Why would she kill his pet for no reason? Facts aside, was the spider innocent at all?

It's so ugly, and it has so many problems. It eats so many good things and wastes so many resources every day in the Monster Mountain. Isn't it just right to kill it?

Besides, what motive did she have to kill his spider? It must be because.

She wanted to replace it and be his "Zhizhi".

That's certainly the case.

Zhu Shi was lost in thought, and he felt that the days ahead would not be so bad and boring.

But no.

Life was still so boring. She had clearly accepted two apprentices, one of whom was obviously him. Yet, she always favored that useless guy who could do nothing.

What's good about that garbage?

He was nothing more than what he had once discarded—he saw that at first sight.

He is extremely stupid and uncivilized, just like a hopeless piece of stone. One cannot help but attack Lian Chen if one looks at him for a second longer.

But she just focused all her energy on that piece of trash, it's outrageous!

And that master!

It was also something he had thrown away. It was clearly just his nobleness and cowardice, which were also a part of him that he had abandoned. Why could he gain her respect and admiration?

They were clearly just things he threw away, so why did they get more attention from her than him? !

Zhu Shi was shocked and angry, but also confused.

He was determined to figure it out, but his jealousy burned in his heart and he lost all his rationality, so he couldn't bear it for a moment.

But she kissed him.

No one else was as intimate with her as she was, only he was.

So he wanted more, but she became stingy and even wanted to take back the good things she had given him before.

Zhu Shi simply stopped thinking about it. His stubbornness was the strongest existence in this original body. As long as he wanted, he could take them all back.

In the end, no matter who she loves, it will only be him.

But no one told him that she would leave like this...

The moment she fell, he couldn't cast any spell, but as for her, he couldn't just let it go.

Then, the Sword Sect was in the southernmost part of the world, and he carried her on his back and walked back to the Demon Mountain step by step.

The Demon Mountain is really difficult to walk on. He has only walked this road twice. The first time was his first time to the Demon Mountain. At that time, he was still a child who knew nothing. He walked up the Demon Mountain with hope, hoping to lose his soul. But who could have thought that the second time he climbed the stairs of the Demon Mountain again, he would bring back the soul he lost many years ago, and what he carried on his back was also his hope.

When he was a child, he walked from the Far West to the Far East. There were countless hardships on the road, but he didn't have much feeling about life and death at that time. He cherished life, but had no reverence for life. But now, with the hair of the person on his back shaking, he felt that human life should not be destroyed so easily.

If she died, how could he say it wasn't his fault?

Who can tell whether it was a punishment for his ignorant talk about life when he was young, or a warning for him to abandon his soul and take away his spirit?

If she could live, he would cherish her life, but after so long, why couldn't he wait for her to wake up?

The longer she slept, the less he wanted to have sex.

He was always restless when sleeping next to the ice coffin, often waking up without knowing whether it was day or night. He stared at her perfectly restored and preserved body and thought, maybe he should really take the initiative and go find her.

He carried her back to Tongjie Pavilion, read all the ancient books, and put her into an ice coffin before her blood had dried, preserving her with magic power day by day.

To preserve the body and to summon the scattered soul.

He often slept next to the ice coffin, and he had a rare dream that night.

In the dream, there was a person whose face he couldn't see clearly talking to him.

"I'll help you."

"What can you help me with?"

"Help you with what you want."

"why?"

Zhu Shi couldn't understand why this person whose face he couldn't see clearly appeared in his dream and said he wanted to help him.

"I am you and you are me."

This was a strange thing to say, because he was neither Lian Chen nor Lin Yue, nor any of the parts of him that he had lost.

"..."

But later, when I woke up from the dream, she really came back.

He had to believe it.

But I still don't want to delve into everything behind it.

It seemed as if fate had not allowed him to think too deeply. He just vaguely felt that something was different. However, no matter how many times he felt the desire to explore, there was always a hidden force stopping him.

He didn't believe in fate at first, but when he saw her eyes, he couldn't bear to take any risks.

Looking into her watery eyes, there is always a vivid him, a him that no one else has.

But he silently reached out and touched his face, his mind distracted.

As everyone knows, feeding the fish in the lake caused ripples to appear. The lake surface that just reflected people's faces like a mirror became less calm, and the images reflecting their cheeks also seemed to have wrinkles.

Zhou Zhi smiled and pointed at the ripples on the water and said to Zhu Shi: "Look, you have so many wrinkles now!"

However, the protagonist of the joke did not laugh with her as expected. Instead, he took several steps back as if he had seen some ferocious beast, and his terrified expression seemed to be... condemning her?

But what did she do?

It seems to say...he has wrinkles?

Zhou Zhi's eyes fell on his hand touching his cheek and the hurt expression on his face, and he felt that he had discovered the truth.

Zhou Zhi moved closer, and Zhu Shi shrank back, but at least he didn't retreat.

Zhou Zhi felt relieved at once, so she moved closer, put her hands around his shoulders, and spoke seriously.

"I like."

She kissed the back of his hand, the corners of his eyes where he was afraid of wrinkles, and his forehead...

Zhu Shi's words "What do you like?" were stuck in his throat.

He got it.

She likes him very much. Even if he is old, she still likes him.

Well, she also said that it is better to live a miserable life than to die a good death.

He listened to her.

Even if you are old, you must live.

At night, Zhou Zhi pulled his long hair that was scattered on her body, and had been sliding it up and down on her body as if tickling her. She felt weird all over, her upper body was so itchy that she couldn't laugh, and her lower body was so full that she couldn't eat anything. It was really too tiring.

Zhou Zhi told the truth: "You are not old at all."

Zhu Shi grabbed her hand and kissed her fingertips.

"I have an interesting suggestion."

"What?" Zhou Zhi felt so itchy that he laughed even harder.

"I can separate them."

Zhou Zhi understood immediately and gave him a slap: "You are sick!"

Although he was rejected, Zhu Shi was still in high spirits.

That's fine, he just wants to have her all to himself anyway.

Zhu Shi picked up Zhou Zhi and suggested: "Let's go to the window and look at the moon."

Zhou Zhi rolled his eyes at him.

Zhu Shi knew that Zhou Zhi could always see through him at a glance.

But Zhou Zhi stretched out his hand to him, and Zhu Shi smiled happily.

He knew that Zhizhi doted on him the most.

Why bother with him so much? After all, he is just a poor man who is afraid of getting old and is so afraid that he wakes up in the middle of the night to look in the mirror.

"Why haven't you come back yet? I've been waiting for you for a long time——"

While sleeping, Zhou Zhi heard the whisper of someone beside him, and felt it was familiar, so he asked with a smile.

"how long?"

"It's been a long, long time. So long...

I am getting old and you still don’t come back…”

The teasing arc on Zhou Zhi's lips dropped, and he held him tighter.

Poor man.

Zhou Zhi decided to pamper him more.