It is no longer so tortured and painful. All the things that happened with Xiao Mengxin can still be remembered, but they are no longer so attached.
I was very pleasantly surprised by this magical phenomenon. I looked at Yang Jinghong and asked, "Sister Jinghong, this Forgetting Grass is really amazing. My yearning for Xiao Mengxin has really eased a lot now, and it's not so painful anymore."
But for some reason, Yang Jinghong's figure began to appear in my mind from time to time, but I didn't think much about it. At this moment, Yang Jinghong's face looked much paler.
I asked worriedly, "Sister Jinghong, are you okay? Will melting this love-forgetting grass cost you a lot?"
"I'm fine." Yang Jinghong seemed a little disappointed, "It seems that it is really difficult for twin flames to forget each other. If it were someone else, after just meditating on the figure of the person you love most being corroded, you would completely forget the other person and lose the relationship. All memories with the other party.”
My body trembled, "I don't want to completely forget her. She is the other half of my soul and means a lot to me."
Xiao Mengxin is another me. No matter what happens or a huge misunderstanding, I can't change the fact that I love the other person.
Loving her is equal to loving myself. Even if we can't be together, I don't want to completely forget each other. In fact, to be honest, I do still have illusions about her.
Although we were not together for a long time, what happened is something I will never forget for the rest of my life, and I really don’t want to completely forget this person.
It's enough to be able to downplay my missing Xiao Mengxin and relieve a lot of my pain. As for completely forgetting it, I don't have the courage to do it.
But now, I found that after I was weakened from the symptoms of compulsively missing her, I felt much more relaxed. I looked at Yang Jinghong gratefully and said, "Sister Jinghong, thank you so much, I..."
"Don't be too happy too early." Yang Jinghong interrupted me, "It's not over yet, there is still one last step to go."
"The last step is left?" I was puzzled. Then I remembered that there was a box on the ground and asked doubtfully, "Sister Jinghong, is there anything else I need to do? My current situation feels pretty good."
Yang Jinghong said with a pale face: "It is right that you have downplayed your longing for Xiao Mengxin now, but as time goes by, it will still come back. You will still miss Xiao Mengxin all the time like before."
"Is this really going to happen?" I looked at the small box on the ground and said, "Sister Jinghong, how about just forget it like this, that's fine. Let's talk about it later. Besides, I'm afraid that you will consume too much and you will be burdened. "
"I'm fine. I've given you the Love-forgetting Grass. If you don't take the final steps, you'll be wasting the Love-forgetting Grass. It's so precious." After Yang Jinghong finished speaking, he picked up the small box and slowly opened it.
I was curious about where the Forgettable Grass came from, but my attention was attracted by the small box in her hand. When the lid of the box was opened, my pupils suddenly shrank.
Inside was a small black figure made of an unknown material. The figure was seven or eight centimeters tall. There was a needle placed in the groove next to it, which gave people a very evil feeling.
This reminds me of the spell of death curse. Some evil masters will write the birth date of the enemy on the scarecrow, and then prick it with a needle, and the cursed person will be worse than death.
But this is a sorcery, and the caster will be reviled. It is not easy for someone to use this kind of technique to hurt others or themselves.
"This, Sister Jinghong, what is this?" I was really a little uneasy at this moment, "Why does this villain look so evil? Are you going to use something against me..."
"Boy." Yang Jinghong suddenly held my hand and asked a little complicatedly, "Do you believe me?"
I frowned, "You are my best friend, of course I trust you, but you are such a villain, you feel a bit..."
"Since you believe me, don't ask any more questions." Yang Jinghong said seriously: "This is the last step. After the operation is completed, I guarantee that you will never be tortured by obsessive thoughts from now on."
"No, Sister Jinghong." I still said uneasy: "I think it's better to just forget it. There's no need to take the last step. I..."
"Hey, I think you still don't trust me." Yang Jinghong interrupted me, frowning slightly, "I really do it for your own good. This villain is not an evil spell, but also a spell related to love. , I will not let you completely forget Xiao Mengxin, please believe me once, I am really doing it for your own good."
"No, I..." Just when I was about to say something, Yang Jinghong's eye circles turned a little red for no reason. I thought to myself, what's wrong with her?
I quickly asked, "No, Sister Jinghong, why are you still..."
"I'm fine, I just feel sad that I've been let down by you." Yang Jinghong lowered his eyes, "You don't know how hard I worked to get these two things."
I'm a little helpless. She has always had a carefree personality, but this is the first time she appears sentimental.
And since meeting Yang Jinghong until now, she really has nothing to say to me and helps me in every way. This time, in order to dilute my obsessive longing for Xiao Mengxin, which is like a burning fire, she even went back to her hometown in person.
If I rejected her kindness, I would really feel a little guilty.
"But..." Just when I looked at the little man in the box and hesitated.
Yang Jinghong suddenly said: "Stop it, I like men who are happy and happy. Besides, are you afraid that I will hurt you?"
As she spoke, she took out the little black man and a needle from the box, looked at me and said, "If you trust me, don't say anything more."
Looking at her sincere eyes, I wanted to refuse but couldn't say it. Then I thought about it and asked very solemnly, "Sister Jinghong, this villain really won't cause any harm to me, right?"
"If I have the intention to hurt you, you can kill me. I feel so sorry for you. It really makes me sad that you still doubt me so much." Yang Jinghong pretended to be pitiful.
"Don't be like this. You're not used to it. I'm still used to your bold and feminine appearance." I took a deep breath and looked at the villain, and then said: "Okay, Sister Jinghong, you can use your magic, but you can Can’t you tell me what kind of magic you are using a villain to perform?”
When Yang Jinghong saw that I agreed, her face looked much better, but it was full of complexity, "I'll tell you after I finish."
I'm even more confused. Can you tell me when you're done? Is there anything bad to say?
Immediately afterwards, Yang Jinghong placed the villain in front of me and said seriously: "Sit up straight and start meditating on my figure now. I'm going to start."
Meditate on your presence?
I was very confused. Seeing that she had started to perform the secrets quickly, I held back what I wanted to ask. I thought to myself, forget it. If I didn't really trust her, I really wouldn't agree to her using this weird magic on me. She also needs to be visible.
After I squinted my eyes and followed the instructions, the figure of Yang Jinghong appeared in my mind.
In an instant, Yang Jinghong's eyes suddenly condensed, and he shouted sweetly: "Curse the great ghost king, comfort the body, the soul of the disciple, Musashi Xuanming, with my blood, the love will be transformed!"
After she finished speaking, she stopped making quick gestures, bit off her left index finger, drew a mysterious symbol on the palm of her right hand, and slapped it on the ground.
In an instant, I felt as if the floor was shaking, and the formation on the ground was flashing with bursts of black light, which shocked me even more.
Many thin blood-colored threads spread out from Yang Jinghong's palm and penetrated into the little black man's body. Then the little black man emitted a strange red light and floated in front of me. His face slowly turned towards me, and a strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. .
I was shocked inside and couldn't sit still. I felt that something was seriously wrong with her spell. First of all, the spell made me feel a little uncomfortable.
Normal Taoist disciples would start their incantations with Lingbao Tianzun or something like that, but her incantation actually started with a curse on the Great Ghost King.
What kind of ghost king is the Cursed Ghost King? Could it be...
I looked sharply at the black skeleton with a scythe on its back on the altar table next to me. Although he had no eyes, he gave me a creepy feeling at the moment that he was staring at me.
"No!" My intuition told me that I couldn't go on like this, and I was about to stand up.
"Don't move!" Yang Jinghong suddenly yelled, quickly grabbing the little black man with his left hand, and using the silver needle with his right hand, he quickly carved writings on the little black man's body.
After a moment, she let go, and the little black man levitated twenty centimeters in front of me again.
But when I saw the names and traces of the two people on the little black man’s body, I lost my composure at all.
Her heart was beating wildly, how could this happen, why did Yang Jinghong...
