"Yes," the man in blue nodded.
Mu Anxiao rubbed her eyes, "...."
Feng Qishi said, "I didn't expect you to be quite comfortable." As he spoke, he intentionally pulled Mu Anxiao to one side, standing himself beside the man in blue.
The man in blue said, "Junior Brother, let's go in!"
However, Feng Qishi had no intention of enjoying such comfort. On the contrary, he only wanted to know where Chen and the others were.
"Senior Brother, are you going to get married here?"
"How could that be."
Hearing this, Mu Anxiao looked back at the bamboo house in front of her, thinking, was this place just an illusion he had set up? Could there be something more within?
As she thought, she swallowed, suddenly having a bad feeling!
Feng Qishi asked, "What do you mean by that?"
Immediately, the man in blue's expression turned cold, and he turned to Feng Qishi, saying, "Don't you find this place familiar?"
Familiar? Feng Qishi had never seen this place before, so how could it be familiar?
The man in blue's words made him feel confused!
"It's not familiar."
"This is where you and I grew up. You," the man in blue said, "have forgotten."
"....."
Seeing the man in blue's almost enraged face, Mu Anxiao quickly grabbed Feng Qishi's arm and said, "If I'm not mistaken, you made a mistake and were demoted, right?" As she spoke, she forcefully pulled Feng Qishi aside and stood in front of the man in blue.
The man in blue looked down at Mu Anxiao, a smile appearing at the corner of his mouth, "Since you know."
"I don't know, but my master told me that if an immortal makes a mistake, their punishment is to be forgotten by everyone. So," Mu Anxiao tilted her head, "you can't blame Feng Qishi. If you want to blame someone, blame yourself!"
"Blame myself?" The man in blue sneered, "Why should I? We made the same mistake, and I'm being punished, while he's fine?"
In all these decades, Mu Anxiao had never heard of the old master having any other disciples.
Furthermore, during the entire half year she spent with Shen Yan that year, no one like him had ever appeared. His sudden emergence now made her feel puzzled.
"What do you mean?"
"Why should I tell you?"
"You only..."
"No, aren't you his follower? Who is your master?" the man in blue said, his eyes widening, "Could it be that you've been taken in as a disciple by the master? Damn it."
Mu Anxiao: "....."
Watching the man in blue's suspicious demeanor, Feng Qishi quickly grabbed Mu Anxiao's arm and said mentally, "Don't talk to him anymore, or your gender will be revealed."
Mu Anxiao replied mentally, "You'd better not interrupt, I know what I'm doing."
"He's targeting me, not you," Feng Qishi said, looking down at Mu Anxiao with a frown.
Mu Anxiao didn't turn back, just stared at the man in blue's face, "If he were targeting me, I wouldn't step forward. It's because he's targeting you that I want to protect you."
Hearing Mu Anxiao's heartfelt words, Feng Qishi was touched.
"You..."
"Shut up!" Mu Anxiao interrupted mentally, observing the changes in the man in blue's expression.
When the man in blue was first demoted to the mortal realm, he had asked the old master if he would take more disciples. At that time, the old master had resolutely told him no! Now, hearing Mu Anxiao's words, he felt as if he had been deceived by the old master.
Clenching his fists, he glared at Mu Anxiao, "Why aren't you talking anymore?"
"...." Mu Anxiao paused for a moment and said, "My master is someone else."
"Who?"
"You probably won't recognize him if I tell you."
"Say it."
"Zhang Yan!"
"Zhang Yan?" The man in blue repeated Zhang Yan's name and then shook his head slightly, "I don't know this immortal."
"I knew you wouldn't recognize him."
"Then why did you say you were his follower? I get it, you're colluding to trick me!"
"Who is tricking you? Because I was too weak, too foolish, and also sick, my master handed me over to him, saying to protect him. Alas, speaking of this," Mu Anxiao shook her head slightly, "I am quite miserable."
The man in blue remembered Mu Anxiao's remark just now, looked down at his arm, and said, "You are indeed sick."
Mu Anxiao smiled, "I don't deny that. To be honest, my teeth are still itching. How about I follow you? I'm tired of biting his flesh."
At this moment, Feng Qishi admired Mu Anxiao's adaptability!
However, he hadn't heard of that kind of punishment of being forgotten. Looking at the man in blue's face, he had no memory of him either, but thinking about what the man in blue had said to him, he felt it was real, and he was conflicted.
The man in blue said, "I take back what I said. You should just follow him."
"Alright!" Mu Anxiao feigned disappointment.
Feng Qishi withdrew his confusion and glanced at the man in blue, recalling what the man in blue had just said.
Then, he asked, "What did you mean by that?" As he spoke, he casually pulled Mu Anxiao aside and placed her in front of the man in blue.
"I..." Uttering a single word, the man in blue remembered Mu Anxiao's mention of amnesia and thus couldn't continue, "You know nothing."
"I don't remember this place, and I don't remember you either, but," Feng Qishi said, "every word you say makes me curious."
The man in blue: "....."
Feng Qishi said, "I don't think... Master would erase our memories, because doing so would only damage our spiritual energy. He wouldn't harm us," he narrowed his eyes, "Who are you?"
When Feng Qishi was Shen Yan, he had always trusted his master. He believed that his master would never do anything to harm them.
Because... his master had once said that once an immortal's memory was erased on a large scale, they would lose fifty years of spiritual energy.
He didn't believe his master would do such a thing.
He thought this demon in front of him was trying to sow discord between him and his master.
"What if it damages your spiritual energy? What can he do? He could imprison me in the heavenly prison for seventy days, which is seventy years in the mortal realm. What couldn't he do? Shen Yan... Oh, no, Feng Qishi, don't be so naive."
"Seventy years?"
"If I hadn't been smart and escaped from the heavenly prison ten years ago, I would probably be dead by now. This is your master, isn't he ruthless?"
"You..."
"Feng Qishi, I advise you not to trust your master too much. That old man is cunning!"
"....."
Seventy years plus ten years added up to eighty years.
No wonder Mu Anxiao hadn't heard of this person. For fifty years, he had been in heaven, and for these ten years, Feng Qishi had not appeared.
Naturally, he wouldn't come looking for her.
Thinking about it, she suddenly realized how little she knew about Shen Yan!
The man in blue asked, "Why aren't you talking anymore?"