The fusion process was not as simple as imagined, because Shen Yebai fused voluntarily, so Shen Mo completed the fusion with almost no obstacles.

When he opened his eyes again, he could no longer see Shen Yebai.

But again, Shen Mo's memory of Shen Yebai is still vague.

This is not surprising.

After all, after so many years of separation, it will take some time for the memory and emotion belonging to Shen Yebai to be completely integrated. Shen Mo has endured it for so many years, and it is not less than a month and a half, so even so, it will not affect Shen Mo. Mo is in a good mood.

But now that everything is integrated, his plan can continue.

He thought about it, paced around the room for a long time, and decided to find someone before going to the Demon Lord.

…………

A day and a night had passed since Shen Mo took Shen Yebai away. Qin Moyu was treated as a distinguished guest and lived in the palace. Because he was bored, he came to play with Shen Yu, who was once again in confinement.

This time Shen Sheng was a determined Guan Chenyu. Not only did he guard the inside and outside three levels tightly, but he also found a treasure book from nowhere and punished Shen Yu to copy it fifty times. The pictures inside are also drawn, so you can’t even think about leaving the house until you finish copying them.

The treasure book was so thick that Shen Yu almost went crazy copying it these days. Seeing Qin Moyu coming over was like seeing a great benefactor.

"Only you remember me, woo woo woo." Shen Yu looked at Qin Moyu with tears in his eyes, and just hugged Qin Moyu's thigh and yelled "good guy" three times.

Qin Moyu was amused by his pitiful appearance, and his originally heavy heart became a little brighter.

He found a chair and sat down, chatting with Shen Yu casually.

At first, they were just chatting, and then they ended up chatting about Shen Yebai for some reason.

It was Shen Yu who asked first: "Oh, by the way, where did your Taoist companion go? Did you tell him when you came here?"

——He still doesn’t know that Qin Moyu’s “Taoist Companion” is Shen Yebai.

"He...there is something wrong." Qin Moyu pursed his lips, thinking of Shen Yebai who was still alive and dead, and looked a little lonely.

"ah……"

Seeing Qin Moyu's low mood, Shen Yu immediately realized that he seemed to have mentioned some bad topic, and said at a loss: "Don't be sad, I, I didn't mean it..."

"It's okay." Qin Moyu waved his hands and sighed, "Let's not talk about this anymore. Speaking of which...you know..."

He paused, thinking about how to address Shen Mo so as not to offend Shen Yu, and then said, "Senior Shen?"

Shen Yu scratched his face: "Ancestor? In fact, I haven't met him a few times. Do you want to hear his story?"

"Can you tell me about it?"

That person has the same soul as Shen Yebai, but seems to be completely different.

"It's okay, but I actually know very little."

Shen Yu thought for a while and told everything he knew.

There is actually very little news about Shen Mo. The most famous thing is that he ascended the throne after his father's death. As a result, he abdicated not long after he ascended the throne to enter the Tribulation Period. After that, he has been in seclusion in the cave and has never come out.

In fact, before the Four Continents War, the replacement of emperors in Nanzhou was very slow. After all, the one with the ability to govern the country and not too weak in strength would be elected as the emperor. Compared with Shen Mo, his father was more famous.

Shen Mo's father was the first emperor to transcend the tribulation period, and he had been in power for a long time. When he was in power, he had the best relationship with Xizhou, and he was very affectionate with the queen. He was a rare infatuated emperor.

"There was a rumor before." Shen Mo came close to Qin Moyu and looked around with a guilty conscience - he didn't know why he always had a bad feeling - but he still whispered to Qin Moyu, "Say, sir Zu is not actually called Shen Mo, Mo is just his name."

"I heard that his real name is Shen Yebai, but most of the people of his generation are no longer alive, and the ancestors have broken through the tribulation period, so it doesn't matter what he is called. After all, no one dares to tell him directly. Call him by his name."

Shen Yu blinked, thinking of Shen Yebai, and felt that this rumor was probably true.

Real name?

Qin Moyu was a little distracted, and when his gaze turned to a certain place, he suddenly opened his eyes slightly: "Ye Bai?"

"ah?"

Shen Yu thought it was Shen Yebai who had arrived, so he looked in the direction of Qin Moyu, but what he saw was a familiar face.

Because copying books was too boring, Shen Yu moved the wooden table under the window. The window was still the same window, and he could see the Imperial Garden. So Qin Moyu who came to see him followed him and sat by the window as a matter of course. Therefore, the Imperial Garden was all dressed in white. Shen Mo stands out.

The first thing Qin Moyu saw was Shen Mo's back, and he thought it was Shen Yebai, but when Shen Mo turned around, he was completely disappointed. Although they had the same face, their aura and the way they looked at him were completely different.

This is Shen Mo, not Shen Yebai.

Qin Moyu turned his head away, not wanting to look at him.

But he didn't want to see Shen Mo, but Shen Mo came over.

Unlike that day when Shen Yu walked around for a long time, Shen Mo arrived at the window from a distance in the blink of an eye.

"Hello, ancestor!" Shen Yu shrank his neck, just shy of writing the word "fear" on his face.

He has not forgotten the formation that Shen Mo set for him that day. It was simply a different kind of disability. He didn't want to experience it a second time in his life!

Shen Mo nodded to him perfunctorily, but his eyes always fell on Qin Moyu.

He pondered the language for a while, feeling Qin Moyu's resistance, and said helplessly and depressedly: "There are some things you should know."

Shen Mo originally meant to refer to Qin Moyu's life experience, but Qin Moyu mistakenly thought he was talking about Shen Yebai.

"Is he okay?"

Qin Moyu turned around and asked nervously.

he? who is he?

Shen Mo was stunned for a moment, then realized that Qin Moyu had misunderstood.

The expectation in Qin Moyu's eyes was too obvious, like twinkling stars in the night. Even the coldest heart would feel soft when seeing such a pair of eyes. Shen Mo looked away in disgust.

"You should know that he has..."

The word death was too cruel and strange. Shen Mo finally used another more euphemistic word: "disappeared."

As he said that, he quickly glanced at Qin Moyu.

Obviously, even if the words were changed, the hope in Qin Moyu's eyes was still extinguished, and his black eyes were dim.

"Is this so..."

Even though he was mentally prepared, Qin Moyu still found it difficult to accept it.

strangeness.

The hands in Shen Mo's sleeves clenched subconsciously.

He was obviously not a soft-hearted person, and even if someone who was close to him died in front of him, he would not be affected at all, but now Qin Moyu's lonely expression made him feel depressed.

Qin Moyu took a deep breath, suppressed the sourness in his heart, and asked: "Then...is there something else that Senior Shen asked me to come here for."

"Um."

There was a tug of war between reason and emotion in Shen Mo's heart.

"Don't you want to know the truth? I'm going to see the Demon Lord to tell you about the extremely cold land. This is also related to your life experience, and..."

Shen Mo wanted to tell him that Master Xuanjing was still alive, but then he thought that Master Xuanjing was not awake yet, and he was afraid that Qin Moyu would be even more sad when he found out. A picture flashed in his mind, and he changed his words abruptly: "This is for you."

As he spoke, he flipped his right hand, and a sapphire-carved paperweight appeared in his hand, and he handed it over.

"This is?"

Qin Moyu took it with some doubts. This paperweight was no bigger than a palm. It was square and slightly cold in the hand. It was engraved with a gorgeous five-clawed golden dragon. The carving was so lifelike, and it seemed to be quite old at first glance. No matter how you look at it, he is not an ordinary person.

"You said you wanted it before."

Shen Mo did not answer Qin Moyu's question directly. He turned around awkwardly and disappeared immediately. He felt like he was running away. He only left one sentence: "I'll wait for you at the door."

This gave Qin Moyu not even a chance to refuse. Qin Moyu had no choice but to put the paperweight into a storage bag, said hello to Shen Yu and hurried to the door.

——After all, Shen Mo came all the way to see him, so it was inappropriate to make him wait.

Qin Moyu left, but Shen Yu was dumbfounded.

etc! That thing!

Ever since Shen Mo took out that very familiar thing, his mind was flooded with "impossibility", but because Shen Mo was present, he didn't dare to tell his guess.

Shen Yu tremblingly opened the treasure book in his hand and turned to the page he had copied.

The treasure album has pictures, and the artist's painting skills are ridiculously good. Not only are the paintings lifelike and accurate, but the colors are also as close to the real thing as possible.

The page that Shen Yu turned to now had the same paperweight that Shen Mo had just given to Qin Moyu. It couldn't be said to be similar, it could only be said to be exactly the same.

But this is not a big problem, the biggest problem is.

Above this picture, there are four big characters written.

——A treasure passed down from generation to generation.

After seeing those four words, Shen Yu closed the treasure book with a "pop" sound, his face numb.

Very good, now there are three very serious questions before him.

The first one is that the ancestor seemed to want the old cow to eat young grass, and even gave away the heirloom of the Southern Kingdom's royal family in a cowardly manner.

Second, the "young grass" that is favored is also the Taoist monk.

Third, if you know this, you won’t be silenced! ! ! ! !

Shen Yu covered his face with tears.

——Is it too late to lose my memory now?

…………

On the other side, after Shen Mo left the window and waited for Qin Moyu at the door, and refused the salutes of the guards, the inexplicable throbbing in his heart calmed down.

The reason why he suddenly sent the paperweight away was actually because of a fragment that suddenly flashed in his mind.

In his memory, Qin Moyu tried hard to suppress the raised corners of his mouth, but he couldn't hide the smile in his eyes.

He said, "Then if I want the heirloom of the Emperor of Nanzhou, can you get it for me?"

Shen Mo knew that Qin Moyu didn't really mean it when he said this, he was just teasing her, but Qin Moyu never knew how sweet his smile was when he said this, as if it could melt people.

The speaker has no intention, the listener has intention.

Shen Mo remembered that he seemed to have answered him like this.

"certainly."

"Whatever you like, I will find for you."

Along with this memory fragment, there is also a soft throbbing in my heart.