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And the key for me to fully recover my memories is this..."

Xi Luo raised his wrist, showing Gu Shan the bloody bite mark on it.

"Did Zaozao bite that?"

"Yes! Are you jealous?"

"Why use a bite mark?"

"It's convenient. In every life when I meet my Eldest Sister, I'm just a little brat. I have nothing valuable on me, so should I carry a token to recognize her instead?

For kids, it's so much easier to just bite each other!"

"Xi Luo, if the future Lin Wuwu and Lin Wanwan are also you, why didn't you recognize Zaozao?"

"How could I? Back then, I was my Eldest Sister's system. I played three roles by myself, how could I manage?

I wouldn't expose my identity until the critical moment. If I did reveal myself, that would mean my disappearance.

Gu Shan, before those two souls from another world are dragged into this world, don't interfere too much with my Eldest Sister's affairs. Let everything follow the course of the previous life.

If our plan is discovered by that demonic cultivator, then all my efforts over these years will be in vain."

Xi Luo glared at Gu Shan, commanding the giant wolf beneath him to head towards the edge of the dense forest.

Gu Shan watched Xi Luo's departing back, his eyes filled with both admiration and regret.

Who could have imagined that the most unruly little priest Xi Luo, his feelings for Zaozao were actually the deepest.

And his ending would also be the most tragic.

Once they killed that demonic cultivator, Xi Luo would leave Zaozao forever.

He had experienced so many lifetimes, yet never had a single lifetime of good fortune.

When Han Ye and the others emerged from the dense forest, Xi Luo was sitting under a tree shade, half-embracing the unconscious Lin Zaozao, waiting for them.

Meanwhile, Qian Duoduo and Mi Duoduo were frolicking and playing around the two.

When Xi Luo saw Han Ye and the others, he pointed at the arrogant Han Xibei, who was covering his crotch, and said, "Han Xibei, where's your carriage?"

"You wolf's spawn! Han Country is so poor now, where would we get a carriage?"

"I, Xi Luo, curse Han Xibei to go bald right now."

As soon as Xi Luo finished speaking, Han Xibei's head of black hair disappeared without a trace, leaving only a shiny bald head.

Under everyone's shocked gaze, Han Xibei belatedly touched his smooth bald head. Meeting Xi Luo's smug expression, he didn't even cover his crotch anymore, charging straight at Xi Luo.

"I curse Han Xibei to fall flat on his face right now!"

As Xi Luo spoke, Han Xibei, who was lunging towards him, slammed flat onto the ground in front of Xi Luo.

After the dust settled from the heavy impact, Han Xibei came to his senses lying face-down, shakily pointed at Xi Luo, and immediately burst into tears.

"Brother, help me teach him a lesson! I hate him! He bullies me!"

Faced with Han Xibei's tearful plea, Han Ye's face remained cold as he stepped forward to help Han Xibei up from the ground, his gaze fixed on Xi Luo.

"Xi Luo, if you want to keep following Zhuzhu, then restrain that cursing mouth of yours. Otherwise..."

"What do you want to do to me? Or rather, what can you do to me?"

Xi Luo said smugly.

"I can kill you!"

The usually gentle and refined Han Ye now exuded a chilling aura like ice, his deep black eyes unfathomable.

"Han Ye, dare you kill me?"

"Xi Luo, there are few I care about. Han Xibei is my blood relative, if you dare harm him, I'll make you wish you were dead."

Hearing Han Ye's icy voice, Xi Luo was not afraid but laughed instead. This man with a heart as cold as iron could pretend to be so gentle and calm in front of Zaozao.

No wonder, despite all his efforts, in everyone's eyes, the one who loved Zaozao most was this Prince Han Ye.

This bastard Han Ye was really good at acting!

"Han Ye, I curse you in this life, when facing the girl you love, you can see her, touch her, but never possess her."

Xi Luo's provocative words made Han Ye's pupils constrict. He first glanced at the unconscious Lin Zaozao in Xi Luo's embrace, then looked up, his murderous intent now unstoppable.

"Xi Luo, don't think I won't dare kill you!"

"You dare. But you can't. Because your Han Country still needs the help of this wolf's spawn, right?"

Hearing Xi Luo's firm voice, Han Ye's icy gaze froze.

How did Xi Luo know?

"Prince Han Ye, shall we head back now?"

"Let's go."

"But what about the carriage? You can't expect me to go back like this!"

Hearing Xi Luo's taunting, Han Ye glanced at Uncle Zhang.

The next second, an outwardly simple carriage slowly approached on the official road.

"Brother, where did this carriage come from?"

Climbing up from the ground, Han Xibei stared at the approaching carriage in shock, his eyes almost popping out.

"Stop talking, get in."

Han Ye patted Han Xibei's smooth bald head, then walked towards the carriage with Xi Luo.

Da Shan and Ji Fantian, who had been following behind Han Xibei, also imitated Han Ye by reaching out to touch Han Xibei's bald head as they passed by.

It seemed Han Xibei's smooth bald head did feel quite nice to touch.

But when it came to Ji Fantian's turn, as he was about to touch Han Xibei's head after Da Shan, his motion suddenly paused.

He turned his head back, carefully examining Han Xibei's shiny bald head. After a while, he said slowly, "Han Xibei, don't you like washing your hair?"

"Little Doctor, why are you asking this?"

"You have lice on your head. If you hadn't gone bald, I wouldn't have noticed."

"Han Xibei, if you don't get those lice on your head treated properly, they'll ruin your scalp and you'll end up completely bald in the future."

"What, what? I have lice on my head?"

Han Xibei incredulously asked, feeling his shaved head.

"That's right. Remember to get some medicine from me when we get back."

Ji Fantian patted Han Xibei's shoulder, then turned and walked towards the carriage. Back on the carriage, Ji Fantian looked at Xi Luo sitting in the corner, his eyes flickering with an ambiguous light.

It seems the so-called 'Wolf's Child' curse is not as bad as he had imagined!

Of course, except for the prank he played on him.

In Lin Zaozao's shrine, she propped her chin up, watching Han Xibei standing with hands on his hips, angrily arguing with the white-robed Xi Luo.

No matter how hard he tried, Han Xibei always lost the argument. But he was still brimming with fighting spirit as they quarreled. Looking at Han Xibei's head smeared with green medicinal paste, Lin Zaozao felt that a few stripes painted on that green melon-like head would make it look even more like a watermelon.

Unfortunately, Han Xibei wouldn't allow that.

They had been back for several days already, but Little Xibei was still arguing with Xi Luo.

On their way back, she couldn't figure out how Xi Luo had managed to take her to the Frontier Region.

According to Han Ye, the Frontier Region was at least several days' journey from the Han Country. So how did Xi Luo bring her there?

Most importantly, what did Xi Luo feed her during those few days when she was unconscious?

When she asked Xi Luo and learned what he had given her, she nearly threw up.

That guy Xi Luo had actually fed her raw animal bone marrow.

And worst of all, although that bone marrow could nourish the body, it also contained certain toxins.

The best way to expel those toxins was... diarrhea.

No wonder Xi Luo had cursed her with diarrhea. It was so she could expel the toxins from her body.

But the process was too agonizing and disgusting.

"Xi Luo! Get up and keep arguing with me!"

"You're too weak, I can't be bothered to argue with you."

After quarreling with Han Xibei all morning, Xi Luo was now bored, squatting on the ground and idly drawing circles, not even bothering to look up.

"You impolite Wolf's Child, besides cursing people, what else can you do?"

"Han Xibei!"

"What?"

"When I look up, I see your Little Xibei right in front of me. Don't you want to cover it with your hand when you're insulting me?"

Following Xi Luo's mocking voice, Han Xibei, who had been standing with hands on hips, looked down.

The next second, a sharp scream reached Lin Zaozao's ears.

"Ahhh!"

Hearing Han Xibei's miserable scream, Lin Zaozao rolled her eyes in disdain. Xi Luo's curse was too effective - since they returned a few days ago, Han Xibei had changed pants countless times.

A perfectly good pair of pants would automatically become split-crotch pants as soon as he put them on. Uncle Zhang had even pricked his fingers several times while mending Han Xibei's crotches.

She had suggested Han Xibei wear a dress for a month, to save Uncle Zhang the trouble.

But that stubborn fool refused to agree.

Now his Little Xibei was exposed again, what was there to cover? She had seen it so many times already.

It was so small, she could barely see it unless she looked carefully.

"Han Xibei, why don't you just wear a dress? Okay? I'm sick of hearing you scream while covering your crotch all day long."

Lin Zaozao lazily suggested, propping her chin up.