Master Loses His Memory Every Day

[The text is not in the first person, the story is about the age of the immortal, short story] I once had a disciple who later became a demon. I expelled people from my school and took in another apprentice. But not long after, this apprentice also ran away with his former senior brother. All the immortals earnestly advised me not to train and reserve talents for the devil. I was very sad: "You don't understand the loneliness of an empty-nest old man like me who has lived for a long time." So I took on a third apprentice. This apprentice has a somewhat difficult background, but he is actually a good man and has absolutely no desire to be a demon. I am very pleased. Even he was too devoted to me. Every night he would stand at the door of my room and say to me seriously: "Master, I am happy with you." I'm very sad. In order for him to concentrate on cultivating the right path, I can only lose my memory once a day. "Master, do you still remember what I said last night?" "My dear disciple, what are you talking about? I seem to have lost my memory a little bit, I guess I don't remember." Empty-nest Old God Master is Attacked by His Introverted and Loyal Dog Disciple Intention: