In July, I spent days of training and bitter soup "medicine".
Let’s not talk about whether this "medicine" has any effect, I always feel that something is wrong. If it is amnesia, it is very likely that I have amnesia in my previous life, but it is strange that this is simply impossible. Can't remember the intersection between his past and that Duanmuwang.
Is it really traumatic "sex" amnesia? That’s impossible. For a whole month, Grandpa and White Master kept awakening my memory. If so, I would think of something more or less, but the most terrible thing now is that I can’t even look at that girl. Remember.
"Grandpa, is it possible that the memory loss was caused by external forces."
"Nonsense, didn't you have a car accident."
Grandpa has been accustomed to my age-conscious thinking for the past month. After learning about my feat, in July, the two cold drink shops made seven figures. Grandpa told me personally that when When he knew the news was true at the time, his only thought was that the world was completely messed up.
Of course, apart from the full coat, my grandpa still praised my grades. After all, my child has a promising future, and the elderly are too happy to be happy. And I apologize for the topic of his old man, because I knew his old man secretly came to see my training more than once before.
"No, I mean by some non-accidental means, is it possible?"
"I said Chuanzi, you have to ask Zhang Mengping about this, right." Grandpa thought for a while, then turned to look at Bai Ye.
Lord Bai did not answer, but nodded with a smile.
"Ask me why, I'm Mr. Feng Shui, and I'm not a Mongolian doctor." Mr. Zhang Mengping said, leaving me in Zhang's house while seeing off the guests.
"Do you still hate me as a bad old man?" Old man Zhang looked at me.
"Since you all know, why bother to ask me." I smiled and stared at this dead old man. To this day, I still don't believe that fate can't be changed.
"No, it's one thing to know, it's another to hear you say it yourself, this old man of mine has no other ability except this iron mouth." Old man Zhang sighed and looked at me with his hand.
"Then you know what's wrong with me." A joke, there are no ghosts and gods. I looked at Mr. Zhang and didn't want to believe in this evil.
"People are not people, things are not things, things are not things." Looking at me, the corners of Old Zhang's mouth curled up slightly.
"Don't say it so mysterious, I don't understand." My heart jumped wildly.
"I really want me to explain it to you." Father Zhang looked at me and said, this sentence seemed like a question, but also like a rhetorical question.
"Why not, I think I have the right to know." I shrugged, and at the same time I thought I would often walk by the river, this time it is impossible to encounter a real half immortal.
"Young man, some things become meaningless if they are broken." Grandpa Zhang said as he took out an item from his pocket and handed it to me: "This item is for you, thank you for everything."
With the dark green "color" jade symbol in Father Zhang's hand, I bit my lip: "Can you answer one of my questions."
"Let's talk." Father Zhang nodded.
"Can a person's fate be changed?" I looked at him, and at the same time stretched out my hand to catch the jade talisman.
"What do you mean."
Mr. Zhang was so cunning that he gave me such a plausible answer, and then I was invited out of the house by him.
The moment I went out, I ran into a girl.
The being in the dress has thick long hair hanging right around her waist, and her sad face has a pair of black pupils that seem to be able to penetrate the soul. She blinked when she noticed me, and "exposed" to me. Smile.
Frozen in place, she and I looked at each other just that way, until I regained consciousness and responded with a faint smile on her face.
I vaguely felt as if I had seen her there, but I didn't have any memory. I passed her by, and I didn't think about the meaning of her surprise at all.
"All right."
Bai Ye and his car have been waiting for me outside the door, and when they saw me coming out, it was natural to ask questions.
"Well, Zhang Ye said a lot, but I still don't understand." I smiled, and at the same time I thought that Old Man Zhang was indeed a real half-fairy. But the same, maybe I was wrong in this world, but always There will always be a world with a difference, so that regrets will no longer become regrets, and sorrow will no longer become sorrows.
I firmly believe.
"Yes, there are things the little prodigy doesn't understand, but it's not a bad thing."
Having said this, I noticed the Duanmuge who was getting out of another car. He sighed when he saw me, but Lord Bai smiled and greeted him aloud.
"Master Duanmu, why did you think of coming to Master Zhang's house today."
"Chuanzi Xiaosan's head can't be cured."
"You always ask me, who am I going to ask, this matter depends on the two Zhang Ye's methods."
"Forget it, I'm going in first." The old man finished speaking, reached out and patted my shoulder, and walked into Zhang's house without looking back.
Watching the old man walk into the back of Zhang's house, I frowned and said seriously, this old man really hurts me, but I really don't believe it anymore. How can there be such a strange thing.
"By the way, the girl who just passed you by, do you know him?" At this moment, Lord Bai asked me.
"I don't know, I just feel like I've seen it there, but I don't have an impression." When it comes to that girl, I really don't have much impression.
"She is my granddaughter and the one you forgot."
Is she the protagonist in my forgotten memory? To be honest, she is a beautiful child, but in my last life I have never seen her. The memory is really hell, this rebirth is not clear, why this memory has become "messy"
It was night when I returned to the Bai’s house with Lord Bai. I plunged my head in the bath, thinking about what Elder Zhang said, all the things he hinted, and the things he said. Could it be that I really forgot something? Still, I have a different experience from the past.
Even the smallest difference can change history, and I look forward to your performance.
Looking at what Mr. Zhang said in my ear when he sent me away, I think Mr. Zhang is like a mysterious character in the novel, maybe he already knows my true identity.
With a wry smile and waving away these unrealistic thoughts in my mind, I looked at the jade charm in my hand, it was constantly swaying under the light and it was transparent. It was a variety I had never seen before.
"Hey, this is given to you by Master Zhang, right."
"Correct."
"Luo Shu Yufu, I didn't expect Zhang Ye to give you this thing."
In the corridor, Lord Bai sighed greatly at the jade charm I was holding in my hand after the bath.
"Do you know what this is?" I asked Lord Bai.
"Of course, Hetu Luoshu is the leader among those rare and precious treasures in Master Zhang's hands." Master Bai laughed.
"Hetu Luoshu."
"Yes, two jade charms, a treasure passed down by the Zhang family for thousands of years. According to legend, if an outsider gets it, men will surely become rich and prosperous, and women will also be rich."
"Really." The corners of my mouth twitched.
"Nonsense, when did Master Bai deceive you?" Master Bai said with a serious expression on his face.