"Let's talk about the plan first." After he said that, he felt that his tone contained too much suspicion, and hurriedly added, "I know how to cooperate."

Ding Hai's Esophagus: "First, you need to accept the fact that this memory belongs to you."

Abao thought for a while and said, "Is this memory really true?"

——He is not very credible, but you can trust me.

"You are the one I don't believe in!" After Abao yelled, he laughed, "I mean the other me."

Ding Hai said: "It's true. Second, you need to get rid of another evil spirit you bring from hell."

——Why get rid of it?!

Abao obviously felt the voice in his mind begin to rush.

——I feel comfortable with them and do not need to be removed! And they can become my strength at critical moments.

A Bao said: "Evil cannot defeat justice. Haven't you seen that those who practice magic skills in TV series end up being obsessed with or being neither human nor ghost?"

——Illness is not a magic skill!

His rebound was quite intense.

Abao ignored him and asked Ding Hai's esophagus: "What about the third one?"

Ding Hai's Esophagus: "It is necessary to have an opportunity to merge souls."

Abao said: "What opportunity?"

Ding Hai's esophagus: "Simply put, even if the soul is induction consistent."

Abao said: "What you said is too simple. Can you explain it intricately?"

Ding Hai's esophagus said: "It is your emotions and thoughts that achieve consistency and balance at a certain point, so that your souls can naturally merge into one through this point."

A Bao said: "It's consistent with practicing magic skills? This is a bit difficult. Although I look casual, I have been following the route of famous and upright people in my heart. I don't want to work together when I do different things."

——Shoulai. Which famous and upright sect would have an inappropriate thought about his ancestors?

Abao looked at the sky. Lalala...I heard nothing...

Ding Hai's esophagus: "My longing for my mother."

Abao was stunned, and his mother was standing opposite the fire bridge in his mind, and his heart felt ache.

——You start.

I don’t know if it was an illusion, but he felt that Abao in his mind seemed to be holding back something. Abao asked tentatively: “Don’t you want to get rid of the evil spirit?”

——I want you to see this father’s ugly face more clearly!

Abao said: "Have you ever thought that your bad temper now may be related to evil spirits?"

——I haven’t thought about it, and there is no need to think about it! Let you start with it, so much nonsense!

Abao's lips moved, and finally he resisted the rebuttal. It was rare that another Ding Guibao agreed, he didn't want to make trouble. In fact, he really wanted to know what happened back then. It was not very good that everyone woke me up and drunk.

Ding Haishi dialed an insider, and Uncle Qi came soon.

Ding Haishi asked, "Where is Mu Lian?"

Uncle Qi said: "I'm asleep."

Ding Haishi nodded and said, "Then let's start."

Seeing that Uncle Qi's face was as normal and without any sleepiness, Abao said curiously: "Uncle Qi, when do you sleep every day?"

Uncle Qi said: "It depends on the situation."

"...What's going on at home?" Abao asked in confusion.

Uncle Qi smiled but refused to answer.

Abao always felt that there were many things hidden behind his smile, and this feeling kept popping up when he saw this strange home. Maybe the mystery could be solved after restoring his memory, right? He comforted himself.

Ding Haishi entered the secret room and soon came out with a box and solemnly handed it to Uncle Qi. Uncle Qi opened the box, took out a fan and a pill.

Abao said: "This is for..."

"Remove evil spirits." Uncle Qi said, taking out a book and a stack of yellow talismans, and starting to arrange a formation within the limited range of the study.

Abao said in surprise: "Uncle Qi knows Taoism?"

Ding Hai's esophagus said: "I learned a little, but I could only arrange the formation according to the book."

It seems that Uncle Qi became a monk halfway, but why? With the financial resources of the Shande Family, it is not impossible to even hire a Taoist master, at least Sima Qingku will help. This idea was just circling in Abao's head, because Uncle Qi had already laid the formation.

He asked Abao to stand in the middle of the formation and handed him the pills.

Abao hesitated and took it, "Do you eat?"

“It can make you more focused.”

Abao put the pills into his mouth and swallowed them for two before he could go down. Ding Haishi's water cup was too late.

Uncle Qi took out a small knife and cut his fingers, and blood smeared on the yellow talisman closest to him. The cinnabar on the yellow talisman lit up, like a neon light. Just as Abao was about to make a few jokes, he felt that his body became hot and his whole consciousness began to blur.

Didn't you mean to concentrate? How...

Before he could think about it, he saw a very light-colored self running out of his body and rushing towards Ding Haishi with his teeth and claws.

careful!

Abao shouted in his heart, but his body could not move.

But the figure was blocked by the invisible wall, and he could only see his arms waving continuously, but he could not move forward a little.

Uncle Qi took the fan and fanned the transparent soul.

Abao's body and soul felt a chill that penetrated into his limbs, almost making him unable to move. The same feeling as him was the transparent Abao. He roared and rushed forward frantically.

The barrier seemed to shake for a while.

Ding Haishi changed color and suppressed the anxiety and pain and looked at Uncle Qi.

Uncle Qi was also panicked and started reading while fanning his body.

...

If he had known this, he would have written a suicide note before the plan was implemented, at least leaving some hints to the ancestor, so that he would not have a secret crush on him.

He was thinking that Abao had already started to go wild and kept rushing around the barrier. Although Abao didn't know how long this barrier could last, he felt that his body was already showing signs of being able to move.

Just as he was about to move his hands and feet, the Bao suddenly turned to look at him.

It was obviously his own face and his eyes, but when he was stared at him, Abaoshe still felt a sense of fear in his heart.

Those eyes contain too many cold negative emotions.

Abao could even feel these emotions were eroding him.

Uncle Qi was anxious. The fan became faster and faster, and the more violent he was. However, more than one Bao was affected. A Bao, who occupied most of his soul and body, felt that his consciousness was blurring little by little...

Couldn't he just die like this?

Abao's eyes slanted towards the door, as if praying for a miracle. Even if the disaster is coming, he will take a last look!

"The ancestor..."

He made a giggle in his throat, and no one could understand the words he said except him.

Just when he was about to despair, the door suddenly opened. Yin Xuan walked in, holding a mirror in his hand, and moved his lips expressionlessly.

Abao screamed in his ears.

Master!

He was so excited that he wanted to pounce on him now.

"It's now!" Uncle Qi roared out his excitement.

Abao felt that his body seemed to be different. His mind was blank at first, and then all kinds of emotions and scenes came in without waiting for his agreement, instantly submerging him.

I woke up again, it was two days and two nights later.

He suffered the lost memory again, but did not have the impact he imagined, because this was originally a part of his body, just as if Ding Guibao was himself, so he accepted it for granted, as if it was like this at the beginning.

The world is still the same world, and Ding Guibao is still the same Ding Guibao.

Abao opened his eyes, first used his eyes to scan every corner of the room that he could use his gaze, and then went to find the familiar figure.

Sixi emerged, "Sir, you are awake."

Abao couldn't hide his disappointment, "Is the ancestor here?"

Sixi said in a daze: "Master, you have not come out of seclusion yet."

Abao said in shock: "Didn't you come out of seclusion?" Did he see hallucinations that day?

Sixi caressed him and sat up, then handed him water to drink.

Abao was too hungry and couldn't drink it after only two sips. "What happened that day?"

"Uncle Qi sent you back. He said you fell asleep, and then the adults slept for two days and two nights."
To be continued...