Gu Yueman's hand slid out of my body, I overlapped her eyes, a strange smile appeared on her face, which was fleeting, followed by an indifferent face with a bit of unwillingness.
I can't see through her. I hate everything this woman does, but I still don't believe that she will be so bad that she doesn't even care about her relatives. She fell at my feet, her hands still clenched.
But she no longer has the strength to stir up any storms.
Chen Maosheng didn't show mercy either, and Su Muyan couldn't bear to drag him. Chen Maosheng took the puppet at the right time and wanted to pull Su Muyan out of Hu Xiaojun's body and put him into the puppet.
I gritted my teeth and tried my best, pointing at the sky with trembling hands, and shouted, "Break!"
The sound of the ninth thunder was not too loud, and it was long overdue. At the last moment, it fell into Chen Maosheng's hands and smashed the puppet in his hand.
Chen Mao cried out in pain, his entire arm was covered in blood. I think that arm may never be able to move again!
This is the first time I have shot down nine thunderbolts in one breath. After all nine thunderbolts were cast, my legs softened and I half-kneeled on the ground. His body was so weak that he didn't even have the strength to breathe.
Su Muyan also came out of Hu Xiaojun's body, my eyes were a little blurry, I couldn't see her face clearly, I didn't know her expression, but I knew she was no better than me.
"Up there!" Far away, I heard Sun Siyan's voice.
I can finally let go of my hanging heart. They came, and Chen Maosheng and Gu Yueman couldn't take advantage of it. I turned my head and glanced at Su Muyan again. This time I saw her face clearly. I am very happy in my heart, finally once, I can pay for her.
My head was groggy, and my eyelids could no longer be opened. I raised my hand, wanting to touch her cheek, but it seemed that I had already passed out before I raised my hand to her face...
During this sleep, I felt like I fell into a huge cave, and my body kept falling in the boundless. The speed was so fast that I couldn't see everything around me clearly. All that passed by in a flash were sporadic fragments, which were incomplete and couldn't be pieced together.
"Xiao Jin, Xiao Jin, wake up!" A voice called me from a far away place, "Xiao Jin, wake up quickly, don't sleep, don't sleep!"
Who is calling me? Where am I? I reluctantly opened my eyes in confusion, and looked at the world in front of me like a sea of stars, which was brilliant and charming, making me a little dazed. The exhaustion in my body disappeared, I sat up, and slowly I climbed onto a boulder, admiring the beautiful scenery in front of me.
I have never had such an experience, the sky is dark blue and the stars are shining. This place is like a fairy tale world, unreal, but strangely beautiful.
I stared at these stars carefully, and actually saw my own appearance from these stars. Recalling pulled me into a past that only existed in my own mind.
Every figure of me, some I still remember, some I don't remember myself. But after watching it, I can have some impressions.
Compared with the deep memory in Liuyun Zhaifang, the memory here is more abundant. Even a small thing, a figure, every gesture is a milestone in my life that I have experienced.
Among these memories, only the scene when I was four years old impressed me the most.
I remember that when I provoked something unclean, I didn't know my master at that time, and my mother had no choice but to use the local method passed down from my ancestors to call my soul.
It’s not like shouting souls with chopsticks. At that time, our family was begging for food, and we didn’t even have chopsticks. If you can ask for something to eat, just get started.
I remember my mother was hugging me and sitting in a shabby hut where we settled down at night, asking me to stand in front of a straw mattress piled up with a pile of withered grass, and holding a piece of paper in front of the gods that my elder brother asked for from the temple. A stick of incense was planted on the ground in front of me and lit.
After the incense was lit up, the mother began to shout, "Xiao Jin, come back! Xiao Jin, come back quickly! Come back to mother!"
It's been like this for a few days.
And every time after shouting the soul, I will fall into a deep sleep. After falling asleep, I love to have the same dream. In the dream, there is a little girl who looks exactly like me. Whatever I say, she also says. Whatever I do, she does too. very interesting!
There is only one thing that is different, that is, whenever I ask her, my name is Zhuang Jin, what is your name, she will always reply me, my name is Zhou Yin, what is your name
The memory freezes at this moment, a mirror stands in front of my eyes, the person in the mirror is small, wearing shabby clothes that others don’t want, behind a small dingy face is a pair of eyes full of surprise. I reached up and touched the face in the mirror, from the eyes to the gaping mouth, and looked down at myself.
Is the person in the mirror me? When did I become like a child
I touched my arm, touched my face, and the person in the mirror did the same with me.
Suddenly, there was a figure behind me in the mirror, which made my breathing stagnate.
Her appearance is exactly the same as mine, the same height, and the same face. She is looking at me in the mirror with a slight smile at the moment.
"I'm Zhuang Jin, who are you?" I asked involuntarily.
She replied, "I am Zhou Yin!"
"Zhou Yin?" I followed her to repeat the name, feeling that I had heard it a long, long time ago, was familiar with it, and had a deep memory on me. But now I don't remember anything, I can't think of anything.
"who are you?"
"I am you, and you are me! I am Zhou Yin, and you are Zhou Yin too!"
I shook my head desperately, "I'm not, my name is Zhuang Jin! Who are you? A demon?"
The person behind the mirror sneered, "I'm not a demon, I'm you! In other words, we belong to the same soul, but you don't remember the past. Xiao Jin, you are Zhou Yin!"
My heart thumped, as if something had been shattered inside. I'm Zhou Yin? But who is Zhou Yin? My memory is in the freeze frame of the year when I was four years old, and it has been uneven for a long time.
I remember that for a long time, as long as I fell asleep, I could see a child who was exactly like me. We played together, ran together and made trouble together, and then lay down on the grass in our dreams.
Every time, when I ask her, "When can we meet again?"
She would shake her head, "I don't know, maybe we will meet soon, or maybe we will never meet again in the future!"
I didn't understand what she meant, but after a while, my mother took me away from the place where I stayed, and my illness gradually recovered, and I never dreamed of that little girl named Zhou Yin who was exactly like me. girl.
This incident has been forgotten by time, and as I grow older, I have almost completely eliminated this incident from my memory.
Now, the child is standing by my side.
I took a deep breath and turned around.
From the mirror, the feeling was different from what I saw with my own eyes. I stared at her for a long time and took the first step. She stood there without moving, and I took another step closer, getting closer to her.
I reached out to her and she reached out to me, and it seemed so magical, I felt like I had found my true soul.
"Little Jin, you are me, and I am you! You are Zhou Yin!"
I am, Zhou Yin
I silently read this name several times in my heart, "I am Zhou Yin? But who is Zhou Yin?"
She looked at me and sighed softly, "Back then, the descendant of Xue Banshan didn't know that he had a chance with the Zhou family, and later accepted the young master of the Zhou family to enter the Taoist sect. But he didn't know that it wasn't the Zhou family that people really liked. It's the young master of the Zhou family, but Miss Zhou.
These two children are both very talented, and they are both good seedlings who practice Taoism. But it's a pity that they are destined not to live together, they are destined to help each other, and they are born to restrain each other.
I don't know that people don't want to see the loss of one of the two good seedlings, so he wants to change the fate of the two children. So on the surface, his heir is the young master of the Zhou family, but in fact, the young lady of the Zhou family is his real closed disciple. He unreservedly handed over what he had learned in Taoism to his two children. "
Speaking of this, I seemed to understand, but I couldn't believe it, so I asked her tentatively, "Miss Zhou is Zhou Yin? The young master of the Zhou family, isn't he called Zhou Yang?"
I saw her nodding slightly at me, and I finally came to my senses.
Some memories suddenly rushed into my head at this moment, and I hugged my head tightly, squatting on the ground unable to control myself. The past, the beautiful, the painful, those memories are all things I lost.
The people of the Zhou family, the past, the relationship between Zhou Yang and Zhou Yin, and Su Muyan! My eyes are full of shadows of these memories, and I finally understand that I have been puzzled by things that I have been unable to figure out for so long.
It turns out that I am Zhou Yin! Zhuang Jin is Zhou Yin!
I opened my eyes and sat up suddenly, cold sweat sliding down my temples. Because the movement of getting up was too violent, the pain in my chest made me gasp.
Looking down at the white gauze wrapped around my chest, I realized that I was an injured person.
Looking around, this place is very strange, I have no impression of it. When there was a knock on the door in doubt, I hurriedly pulled the quilt over to cover myself.
Xiao Mi came in with soup and medicine, looked at me, his eyes were a little distressed, but his face turned indifferent in an instant.
She brought the medicine in front of me, and I wanted to reach out to pick it up, but Xiao Mi ignored me and directly fed the medicine into my mouth one by one.
"Junior Sister!" I tried to shout, but she still ignored me.
"I'll do it myself!" I made a gesture and wanted to reach for the bowl, but Xiao Mi froze there, unable to move, but she exerted force on her hand.
"Is it superfluous even for me to take care of you?"
I was stunned, obviously she didn't want to talk to me, when did I think she was redundant? Seeing her eyes turn red, I felt very guilty again. I can't do what she wants, I just hope she can be happier.
I let go of my hand, looked at her, and said softly, "Junior Sister, don't think too much. You are my dearest person, just like my younger sister. I never think you are superfluous."
Xiao Mi lowered her head and sneered, took a deep breath, and then sighed softly, "Senior sister, you don't need to emphasize it deliberately, I understand! You take a good rest, I'm going out first."
This is the first time Xiao Mi has called me since the sorceress passed away.
Watching her close the door and go out, the guilt in my heart has not diminished.
"How did I get back?" Facing the closed door, I finally breathed a sigh of relief and asked.
I know that Su Muyan is always there, and I also know that she will tell me the answer.
It's just that when she appeared, her eye circles were also red.
"Thirteen came back with you on his back. Your injuries are very serious. Fortunately, Mr. Xiao's medicine is very effective, so you can recover so quickly."
"Little Mister? Little Mister is not dead?" I was very surprised at this point.
"Mr. Xiao is not dead! He fell off the cliff, but was caught by a tree vine and stuck to the cliff. It was Xiaobai who discovered it. The man in black rescued Chen Maosheng and Gu Yueman, we dare not go there Chase, I will take you down the mountain first. I wanted to take you to the hospital, but you refused to go because you were groggy, saying that someone from the department would find out.
There is no way, we can only take you here for a rest. Ms. Sun has learned some first aid, and Mr. Xiao brought trauma medicine, which is very effective. But you were still in a coma for three whole days. "
As Su Muyan said, she turned her back, I knew she was worried.
I also finally know the origin of the bond between me and her, and why she always saves me every time we are not relatives. Because many things are not arranged by fate, but we have never given up and changed.
My heart is full of joy and excitement. At this moment, I am a little overwhelmed and don't know how to express it.
Once some memories are opened, they can never be closed again. And what we have experienced is not only life and death, but also the long years of waiting, waiting for this reunion when the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming.
"Yan'er, I'm back!" I finally came back completely!
The author has something to say: Well, I know you little detectives probably already guessed Xiaojin’s identity
But if you guessed the beginning, you can guess the end, hahaha!
In the series of waste materials turning over, Xiaojin is about to go into battle! ! !