Liang Wuji takes a gold hairpin and appears in the biggest jewelry shop in Jinzun. He wants to make a jewelry box for this gold hairpin and keep it well. Although it''s not from the young lady, it''s precious to him.

    Dianxiaoer is a Sika Deer summoner. He takes a careful look at Liang Wuji. Liang Wuji''s clothes are gorgeous, but there is no adult with him. He immediately turns to the backstage, takes out a picture, looks at it again, and returns to the front.

    The shopkeeper gave Liang Wuji a jewelry box and said, "a guest gave it to you. Please put it away."

    Liang Wuji was a little puzzled. He couldn''t remember for a moment what old friend he had in Jinzun and took the jewelry box.

    The jewelry box is made of pure gold. It is carved with beautiful women yearning for spring at night. It is inlaid with ruby. As stars all over the sky, it is ingenious in design and craftsmanship. It should come from experts.

    Liang Wuji, as an artificer, got the box. After weighing it, he knew that there was a heavy thing in it, which should be made of fine steel. This kind of iron is no less than the dark sky cold iron.

    Liang Wuji put the jewelry box in his arms and went back to the station sullen. He closed the door and opened the jewelry box.

    Sure enough, there was something in the jewelry box, a dagger made of refined steel. It was cold and silvery, reflecting Liang Wuji''s twisted face.

    Liang Wuji took off a hair, put it on the dagger and blew it. The hair immediately broke into two pieces. Who would be such a good worker? He thought of Hong Tao. Isn''t that blue county city dead? Why does the ghost still exist.

    Liang Wuji found that there was a small hole on the dagger. When he pressed it gently, the handle of the dagger flicked open. Liang Wuji took out a piece of brocade silk from it. On it was written a few words, "I know everything you have done. You must obey my orders. This afternoon, by the Jinzun River, take the God of evil."

    No signature.

    Liang Wuji guessed and guessed, but he didn''t know who this man was?

    But he must be careful about everything about Hong Tao.

    What''s more, this man, even if he wanted to buy a jewelry box, had made it clear. When Bai Feiyue gave him the gold hairpin, there was no one at the scene, and he never showed it to others.

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    In the afternoon, the sun is like a burnt egg yolk, which is lumped together and emits a faint smell of charcoal fire. The air seems to be boiling. When you reach out, you feel the heat.

    Liang Wuji came to the river as promised. The mist above the river made him feel wet, hot and uncomfortable.

    Jinzun river is quiet, and nothing happened. There is a drunkard beside him. The gourd is green and green. It is carved with ten thousand bamboos, and the leaves are undulating. It seems to be alive.

    Liang Wuji picked up the wine gourd and poured a mouthful of wine into his mouth. A pungent breath poured into his throat and sat down beside the drunk.

    The drunk chuckled, reached out and said, "take it."

    Liang Wuji wondered what the drunk would give him? He took the small box in the drunkard''s hand and opened it slowly.

    His eyes were black, and countless fists smashed into his whole body. In the blink of an eye, his face was blue and swollen, and there were two red lines hanging under his nose. His whole body seemed to be torn down, and his clothes had been broken into powder. He sat there naked, his eyes empty and gaping.

    When he recovered, he realized that the fists came from the small box and quickly closed it.

    He carefully looked at the box. It was a square box. Even if he was the Third Master of weapon refining in the world, he could not tell what the material was. There was a ghost carved on each side. The weapons held by the ghosts on each side were different. There were no axes, axes, knives and forks. They were weapons that could not be named.

    There was a line of inscriptions on the cover of the box. It was twisted and could not see what the words were. It was also covered with thick dust, but it was difficult to recognize.

    The drunk looked at Liang Wuji and burst out laughing.

    Liang Wuji looked at the drunk. He was dressed in gorgeous red robes, embroidered with two vivid dragons, and rode by two evil spirits. He was resplendent and beautiful.

    This man is tall and big with long white hands. He feels clean and looks rich.

    ”

    Only this person''s whole face, hidden under a big red hood, can''t see clearly, only a bright red mouth, in such as jade''s face, like a peach blossom, give a person feel like a playboy.

    Liang Wuji was impatient with his smile. He slapped him in the face and wanted to slap him in the face. Then he pulled down his hood to see what he looked like.

    However, when he reacts, he falls into the river, and his whole body is wet, like a drowned chicken.

    He suddenly realized that this was the person who wrote to him.

    He climbed up to the bank and ran to the man, but the man had already disappeared. He widened his eyes and cried out nervously to all sides, "who are you?"

    A cold voice came out, "the box I gave you is filled with the God of evil. Do you know what to do! Remember, I''m in control of your every move. Don''t play tricks with me. "

    This voice is flying from the sky, too familiar, but it is blue county city.

    Liang Wuji regretted it. He knew that when he was drunk in Lanjun City, he pulled down his hood to see what he looked like.

    For the first time, he saw that blue county was wearing red clothes and was so beautiful. He felt very strange. Why didn''t blue county usually wear such beautiful clothes? And always wearing a big gray robe.

    He picked up the small box, turned to go, suddenly stopped, "give me a dress."

    A red robe was thrown out, and Liang Wuji put it on, just like a clown, extremely funny.

    Liang Wuji held the box high, "why did the little white dragon beat me like this? Have you tamed him? How can I deal with him to make him obedient?"

    Blue county city fell from the big tree. It was staggering and unstable.

    "It''s not a little white dragon. It''s a tiger with a thousand white claws. After hundreds of years of cultivation, it has already leaped to the imperial level. It''s extremely fierce, cruel and bloodthirsty. I don''t know how many times better it is than being killed by a little white dragon."

    Liang Wuji was surprised to find that the clothes of Lanjun city had turned blue, and they were old and broken, and they were not as beautiful as they were just now.

    He can''t manage these, some disappointed to ask, "that little white dragon how?"

    Blue county city body shook to shake, stretched out a hand to hold big tree, "what little white dragon?"

    Liang Wuji responded that he was still drunk.

    Liang Wuji''s eyes turned, "do you think you can use the little white dragon to suppress the thousand clawed tiger? If there is no little white dragon, how can I subdue him! "

    Blue county city back to the tree slowly sat on the ground, nodded, fell out of a box, "this is the little white dragon."

    Liang Wuji ran over, picked up the box and held it tightly in his arms.

    This box is red, and each side is carved with a little dragon. It is wrapped by a water drop. Although the size is similar, the material and the carving are not as good as the box just now.

    With a long sigh of relief, he finally got rid of this serious trouble.

    "Blue county city, there is a formula to start and close the box, otherwise, what can they do if they lose control?" Liang Wuji observed the movement of the blue county city. Seeing that the blue county city was still wobbling, he couldn''t even grasp the branches in his hand. He asked boldly.

    Blue county city rubbed his head, "I told you," seeing Liang Wuji shaking his head desperately, "I forgot to give it to you. Listen, the world is divided into three parts, and the world is spinning around..."

    Liang Wuji tried his best to remember the formula. For fear that Lan Jun city might think of something after waking up, he turned around and wanted to run.

    Suddenly, a hand grabbed Liang Wuji''s collar, lifted him up and pulled him to the front, "you remember, the wine you just drank, there is medicine in it, called forgetting soul powder. After eating it, you will forget everything in the past, your parents, your enemies, your friends..."

    A burp of wine came up, and the air of wine was scattered everywhere. With the strength of wine, blue county city burst out laughing, and the whole body trembled violently. "You can''t remember your woman any more." A cold eye light through the hood shot down Liang Wuji.

    Liang Wuji looked back at the face in fear. The face was hidden under the big hood. It was a shadow. He couldn''t see clearly. He only had a bright red peach blossom mouth. It was creeping and terrifying.

    He forgets everything, and he can''t forget his parents. In this world, only his parents have given him warmth, and he can''t forget his enemies. Otherwise, his life will be in danger. He has no friends in his life. It doesn''t matter whether he forgets or not. Women are the only light in his heart, and he can''t forget them.

    "Is there an antidote? How long does it last? " He asked shivering, as if it were a leaf blown off by the wind.

    "I have the antidote in my hand. As long as you do it well, I will give you the antidote. As for the attack time, it''s all under my control. Listen well and I''ll ask that woman to listen to you. That woman is in my hands. "

    The voice of blue county city is cool, like a clear stream without waves and waves, coming slowly, with happiness like numbness.

    He knew Liang Wuji''s mood so well that he couldn''t get it, but it was unforgettable. He couldn''t touch it. He could only touch him again and again in his memory. The only comfort was missing and remembering.

    But all this is the only one in his life, lost missing and memories, the girl does not exist, what does he live for?

    Because of his understanding, he used this method to control Liang Wuji and will surely succeed.

    Sure enough, Liang Wuji in front of him had a small face wrinkled into a ball, the corners of his mouth were moving, tears were in his eyes, and his whole body was shivering, like a poor clown.

    He is not a clown, but also afraid of these.