"Depend on!"
When Xiao Wu saw the scene in front of him, his expression changed and he rushed over in a hurry, blocking in front of Wang Ye and looking at Xiao Si with dangerous eyes.
Xiaosi had no intention of taking action again, but faced the wall and wrote a few words again.
"I have no idea."
...
So, the meaning of shaking his head is not that he doesn’t want to say it, but that he doesn’t know?
Xiao Wu also put his eyes on the wall, and was stunned for a moment when he looked at the word 'Yellow Spring' on the wall.
"Yellow Spring..."
"So familiar..."
As he said that, Xiao Wu's expression was a little painful. He squatted on the ground, holding his head, and his face was a little pale.
After a while, Xiao Wu stood up, but his eyes were bloodshot and a little red.
"I can't remember, why can't I remember?"
Xiao Wu's mood was obviously a little irritable, he looked anxious, and he kept moving around the room.
"Brother, I have many pictures in my mind, but they all flash past. No matter how hard I try, I can't catch them!"
"This feeling is very irritating."
After a long time, Xiao Wu gradually calmed down, panting heavily, looked at Wang Ye and said.
Xiao Si on the side suddenly nodded, pointed at Xiao Wu, and then pointed at himself.
Wang Ye frowned and looked at the door. The waiter still looked a little stupid, but the waiter just tilted his head and looked at Wang Ye without wanting to express anything.
Obviously, he is different from Xiao Wu and Xiao Si.
"Look at her first and let me think."
Wang Ye gave Xiao Wu instructions, then sat on the sofa and fell into deep thought.
If we talk about Xiaosi and Xiaowu, they both remain in a state of amnesia!
According to Xiao Wu's description, there were many broken pictures in his mind. When he saw familiar things, pictures would flash through his mind, but afterwards he could not recall anything in the pictures.
this...
It looks like myself.
But the only difference is that Xiao Wu is the kind who has complete amnesia from the beginning.
And the pictures in his mind suddenly increased.
From birth to now, all my memories are very clear, except for the three years when I was asleep in the hospital bed. In other words, these so-called memory scenes come out of nowhere, as if they appear out of thin air.
Taking a deep breath, Wang Ye forced himself to calm down.
Just as I had guessed, everything might have to be torn down and sorted out again.
If she hadn't mentioned the coffin and the mysterious space called 'Yellow Spring', which made Xiaosi lose her mind and exposed the flaw, she might still be pretending to be a statue.
Xiao Si, Xiao Wu, myself...
Even including the red robe on the bridge, Wang Ye clearly remembered the last words he said!
"I remembered.."
"My surname is Cui!"
Therefore, according to the information expressed in this sentence, the red robe also has problems with his memory.
The white-skinned monkey in the post office seemed to have said the same thing.
However, Wang Ye has always been somewhat vigilant about the monkey, always feeling that for a guy who survived ancient times, its behavior was too humble.
This kind of guy may live a very good and prosperous life in the prosperous times, but whenever there is a problem, he will always be the first to be abandoned.
This is not to be biased against flattery, but to state a simple fact.
Therefore, Wang Ye had a vague hunch about how much had been covered up during the hundreds of years of cultural rift!
And what happened during that time!
Maybe those three pages can give me some answers, but the cost of starting it is too high.
Either Wang Ye risked his life and returned to the "Underworld", hoping that the red robe would not kill him, and that the corpses hanging on the trees would not behave abnormally, so that he could smoothly throw the three pages into the blood river. !
Either...
Just take Tianzhu Shicheng for surgery!
But judging from the plot unfolding in Fengdu City, it seems... not enough!
After a long time, Wang Ye breathed a sigh of relief, stood up, and looked directly at Xiaosi: "At least, you should tell me the purpose of following me!"
"Otherwise, I won't worry!"
"This time the problem cannot be solved by sealing!"
"I never joke."
Wang Ye's voice was full of coldness, and he held the boning knife tightly in one hand, exuding a faint chill.
Xiaosi tilted her head slightly, her eyes still empty, but it was obvious that she was thinking.
Ten seconds later, she came to the wall again and wrote crookedly.
Not the old traditional Chinese characters, but the simplified Chinese characters that have become popular only in the past hundred years.
"I don't know, but I feel so comfortable around you."
This woman was never idle when she was with him. She even learned modern Chinese characters.
Except for the slightly ugly words and one wrong word, it is obviously very smooth.
"Guyu basement, why don't you take action?"
"If you can't give me a perfect explanation for this question, I still won't keep you!"
It can be said that the time in the ancient domain has left a knot in Wang Ye's heart!
After you have been betrayed once, it is difficult to believe in a person's so-called sincerity.
'Old monk's corpse, something really (crossed out) suppresses me. '
That old thing?
Wang Ye kept recalling the scene at that time. It seemed that after he snatched the book of scriptures, the other monks sat up straight and chanted sutras at the risk of their lives. The old monk who looked the strongest and still had flesh and blood, instead It didn't put any pressure on myself.
so...
Not a backstab?
Wang Ye had been comprehending that scripture for a long time, and he could even form a shadow behind his back. A large part of the credit must be attributed to that scripture.
Therefore, Wang Ye was very impressed by that scene, and he had a very good memory. After Xiaosi explained, analyzed, and compared it, he finally believed it.
"last question."
Wang Ye looked at Xiaosi: "Can you pull out the wooden thorn on your head? It's still bleeding. It looks really uncomfortable."
...
Xiaosi's body stiffened for a moment and he pulled out the wooden thorn.
At this time, the wooden thorn was completely stained red with blood.
"Don't, don't throw it, give it to me!"
"He's a prodigal!"
Seeing Xiaosi about to throw away the wooden thorn, Wang Ye had a look of pain on his face and hurriedly stopped him and snatched the wooden thorn away!
This thing has a sealing effect!
After being infected with Xiaosi's blood, there might be a wave of enhancements!
A good thing that is not weaker than a bronze nail!
This bitch really doesn't know how to live.
