Doudou had been feeling guilty about his experience in his previous life, but Shui Ling'er reminded him that if things were really as bad as he thought, it would be impossible for the bamboo tree spirit to take him in.

After his enlightenment, Doudou's eyes really lit up, and he asked excitedly: "Is this ...... Is this true? Ling'er, are you comforting me?"

Shui Ling'er patted him on the shoulder and replied sincerely: "When the master was alive, he once told me that the bamboo tree spirit is the embodiment of justice, specializing in receiving fallen knights and using their own life essence to help them be reborn. Don't you even believe my master's words?"

"I ...... Of course I believe that Yuezhu Immortal ......," Doudou replied with a red face.

The guilt that had entangled him for many years was lightly resolved by a few words from Shui Ling'er, and his heart suddenly opened up.

For Shui Ling'er, he has become friends since he fought and fights, and his image in his mind has always been that he is not smiling, but he is calm and moderate. Now it can be regarded as the only time that this serious person was forced by the past to accidentally reveal another side of his vulnerability. And this fragility, compared to the strength he has always shown, makes Shui Ling'er admire it even more.

Shui Ling'er couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Doudou, when I was five years old, in order to make a friend like you, I went to the Drunken Weng Pavilion to steal wine. Although I was severely punished for this, the theft of alcohol has created a lifelong friendship between you and me. Yours friend, I will cherish this life. It's a pity that I am a mortal, and mortals will inevitably die when they live to old age. I, Shui Ling'er, made a vow today, and asked the heavens to testify that if I can have another life, I will definitely preserve the memory of this life, no matter how far I have gone, I will find you and renew my friendship with you!"

Doudou's lips trembled beyond words. He really wanted to be able to say a few words of deep affection, but his heart was beating so hard that he couldn't find the words to express his heart at this time, so he could only grab the hand of the water bell, clench it and shake it vigorously a few times, indicating that they had made an agreement for the next life. Both of them had tears in their eyes, but they looked at each other and smiled.

Doudou returned to his former composure, and sat down on the grass with Shui Ling'er again.

Shui Ling'er asked: "Who will inherit the throne of this emperor god, you haven't told me yet." But now I can guess that this person is probably related to the Mangying Beacon Camp, right?"

Doudou shrugged apologetically and said, "Look, I took the topic away just now. Well, let me tell you clearly, if my inference is correct, the throne of the emperor god will be inherited by a person called the Ghost Circle. ”

"Ghost District?" Shui Ling'er's heart was shocked, and at first glance, she felt that the name was very familiar. But when he seemed to remember who he was, the memory suddenly drifted away, so he couldn't touch it.

Dou Dou explained: "This ghost is a general beside Emperor Xuanyuan, and he has made outstanding military exploits for the Huaxia tribe. However, since the end of the Battle of Zhuolu, Emperor Xuanyuan shifted the focus of governance from military to political, and then began to vigorously develop the economy.

But somehow, after the 100,000 soldiers in the Beacon Camp were forcibly appointed as imperial guards and buried with them, he actually followed him into the Xuanyuan Ancient Tomb and never came out again. Later, I heard that the souls of the 100,000 soldiers of the Mangying Beacon Battalion had gathered in him. If he becomes a god, the soul will be freed, and he will follow him to become a true god, and one day return to the battlefield to show his ambitions, and then be reincarnated as a human. (To be continued.) )