When Lin Ye pushed Luo Yi out of the pharmacy, Su Youlan had already gone back early.
Lin Ye didn't say anything. It was normal for this girl to be unable to accept the fact that she couldn't get out for a while.
Luo Yi was a little surprised. He thought his wife had been waiting for him outside.
Lin Ye pushed Luo Yi to the backyard. Luo Yi was a little curious: "Uncle Lin, aren't you going to take me home?"
Lin Ye smiled and said, "No hurry, no rush, I'll take you to see someone first and show you a baby."
Luo Yi always felt that this sentence was a bit strange, but he couldn't figure out where the blame lay.
Mr. Lin was still sitting on the bench in the backyard, lowering his head and smoking a cigarette from time to time. He didn't talk much on weekdays.
"Mr. Lin." Luo Yi greeted respectfully.
The old man hummed, then looked at Lin Ye.
Lin Ye nodded and then left quietly.
Luo Yi was a little confused, not knowing what kind of medicine the father and son were selling in the gourd.
Why is Big Baby so mysterious?
Mr. Lin lowered his head and took a puff of cigarette. When he raised his head again, a strange light suddenly burst out in his eyes.
The moment Luo Yi's eyes came into contact with Mr. Lin, his body trembled, and then his eyes gradually became dull...
Mr. Lin didn't open his mouth, but Mr. Lin's voice already sounded in Luo Yi's mind.
"Thousands of years ago, there was a man named Baili who saved our clan from fire and water. This man did not want to reveal his name. He only said that anyone who knew his name would suffer unreasonable disasters, so he only kept one surname.
This senior Baili left a prophecy before he left, "The sky will be poor and the sky will be devoured by chaos." Lin appears in Zhuling, and Qi Yi offers himself. '
The meaning of the prophecy is that someone will come with a unicorn in the future, but a thousand years have passed, and the only outsiders who have come to Biluo Village are the two of you, except Ren Piaomiao.
What's more, you are pregnant with Qilin, and this prophecy will come to you in a thousand years.
Thousands of years ago, that man left a strange object, a picture scroll, and now it has returned to its original owner. "
After saying this, a picture scroll suddenly appeared on Luo Yi's knees, and he slowly retreated from the lost state.
Luo Yi looked at the picture blankly, "Mr. Lin... this..."
Mr. Lin waved his hand, "It should have been yours, it just needs to be returned to its original owner."
Luo Yi actually wanted to say that you have mistakenly recognized the person, what kind of unicorn is it, what kind of prophecy is it, what kind of senior Baili from thousands of years ago, what he said is weird and mysterious.
I couldn't understand a word I said.
Luo Yi was still about to speak, but Mr. Lin suddenly turned his head and glanced at him. Luo Yi shrank his neck and swallowed his words immediately.
He had heard that Mr. Lin's temper was not very good. In addition, Mr. Lin's status was extremely high in Biluo Village. It was best for him not to displease Mr. Lin.
Mr. Lin suddenly said: "Do you want to get your memory back?"
Luo Yi was stunned for a moment, and then asked in disbelief: "Can you help me get my memory back?"
Mr. Lin nodded, he didn't care whether Luo Yi could understand or not, he said bluntly: "Our soul clan has a unique cultivation method, which is different from your Liuli Jiuzhou cultivation method. If you can cultivate soul power, I believe that you will be able to cultivate soul power." It will help a lot to get your memory back.”
Luo Yi actually couldn't understand it, but he still caught a few important words.
"Cultivation...cultivation of soul power? What is this?"
"Can I...can I?"
Mr. Lin stroked his snow-white beard and said seriously: "Logically speaking..."
"Probably not possible."
Luo Yi, who was looking forward to it, suddenly felt like he was struck by lightning.
He looked at Mr. Lin blankly.
Mr. Lin thought that there was really nothing he could do. He shook his head, "You don't have to look at me like that. If you want to practice the soul power of our soul clan, you must have the blood of our soul clan. Do you...have it?"
Regarding the memory of cultivation, Luo Yi basically forgot all about it. What he heard about bloodline and not bloodline at this moment was just vague.
Mr. Lin twitched his lips. He didn't know what the Hundred Miles Master from thousands of years ago meant. It was okay to let an outsider practice soul power. After all, their Soul Clan owed that Hundred Miles Master a huge debt. favor.
Now even if they repay this favor, the main thing is this soul power. Without the blood of their soul clan, it would be impossible to practice and even get started.
You can't force it on this kid, right?
Mr. Lin couldn't help but feel a little worried. The hundred-mile expert only said that he would teach the person who answered the prophecy how to cultivate his soul power, but he had no beginning or end. How could he teach it himself?
Especially now Luo Yi doesn't know anything about anything.
When Mr. Lin saw Luo Yi's confused look, he felt distressed.
The two chatted a few more words, of course, mostly in the form of questions and answers.
Mr. Lin asked and Luo Yi answered.
After a while, Aunt Lin pushed Luo Yi home in a wheelchair and would come back later for acupuncture.
Seeing Luo Yi leaving, Lin Ye also entered the backyard.
"Father, how are you?"
Mr. Lin twitched the corner of his mouth and said nothing.
Lin Ye sighed secretly, this is a bit troublesome...
Mr. Lin pondered for a moment and said, "If it doesn't work, just compile a book on how to cultivate soul power. This kid won't be able to get out anyway."
Mr. Lin took a puff of dry cigarette, "It's not a bad thing if you can't get out. The glazed nine states outside are full of intrigues and deceit, and people are more evil than ghosts. It's not very interesting."
Lin Ye was silent.
This is a dead end for Luo Yi.
Without cultivating soul power, it would be difficult to restore memory, but if you want to cultivate soul power, you need the blood of their soul clan.
Luo Yi is an outsider, where does he come from the soul clan bloodline?
To paraphrase my father, can I still force it on him?
Lin Ye was suddenly stunned, and he subconsciously turned to look at Mr. Lin.
Mr. Lin seemed to be aware of Lin Ye's gaze, and his eyes narrowed into slits.
"no!"
Lin Ye obviously didn't say anything, but Mr. Lin seemed to have guessed what he was thinking.
Lin Ye wanted to say something else, but Mr. Lin had already stood up and walked out of the backyard without saying a word.
The old man was a little hunched over, with his hands behind his back and the old pipe in his hands.
After Luo Yi returned home, he found his wife sitting in the small courtyard, lost in thought.
"Madam? What are you thinking about?"
For the first time, Su Youlan didn't bother to talk to Luo Yi.
Her Royal Highness the Third Princess, who had always been calm and solemn, felt her heart completely hit rock bottom after learning the "truth".
If you can't go back to the Tyrant Dynasty, then what's the use of Luo Yi's secrets?
Even if you get the dragon corpse in the end, what's the use?
Holding that dragon corpse and dying of old age in the Zhuling Cave?
Seeing that Su Youlan didn't speak, Luo Yi scratched his head. He didn't know what to say, so he told all the strange things that Mr. Lin said to him today.
Of course, since Mr. Lin can read so many almanacs to Luo Yi without any scruples, he is obviously not afraid of him telling Su Youlan. In the old man's opinion, it may not matter whether he talks or not.
I can't get out anyway.
Su Youlan didn't seem to care at first, but gradually, her expression changed.
In the end, the more I listened, the more frightened I became.
A prophecy from thousands of years ago?
And Luo Yi is the one who answered the prophecy?
Su Youlan was shocked. She subconsciously looked at Luo Yi. Luo Yi was looking into the distance and repeating Mr. Lin's strange words.
It seemed that he didn't notice Su Youlan's gaze.
After hearing what Luo Yi said later, Su Youlan frowned slightly, practicing soul power?
What is this soul power?
What is the so-called soul clan?
Su Youlan is also very knowledgeable, but she has never heard of the soul clan and soul power.
Is it similar to the power of divine consciousness?
and……
Can this soul power help Luo Yi restore his memory?
This made Su Youlan even more frightened.
But out of surprise, Su Youlan once again fell into a dilemma.
This matter was not only a dead end for Luo Yi, but also for her.
Since Luo Yi is the one who answered the prophecy, it stands to reason that the way out of here should be Luo Yi.
But with Luo Yi's current appearance, he didn't look like someone who could walk out.
Then there is only one possibility left. Only if Luo Yi recovers his memory can he find a way.
Thinking of the proton Luo Yi who had been so decisive in killing and had almost no plan left, it seems that this possibility is extremely high.
But if Luo Yi really recovered his memory, how could he find out the secrets about him?
And where did he hide the dragon corpse?
But if he doesn't recover his memory, then he won't be able to get out, even if he gets everything he wants in the end.
So what?
Su Youlan couldn't help but raise her slender, snow-white hands and rub her brows.
worry.
And the prerequisite for being able to go out is that Luo Yi can really recover his memory, and after recovering his memory, he can really find a way.
No matter how you think about it, there seems to be little hope.
in addition……
Su Youlan is still a little curious about what is the identity of Luo Yi?
Thousands of years ago, someone left a prophecy and waited for Luo Yi's arrival?
Su Youlan admitted that Luo Yi was indeed quite talented, both in terms of killing power and intelligence. However, in such a strange place, coupled with such a strange prophecy.
Does it really mean Luo Yi?
Su Youlan actually didn't believe it.
She even wondered if this was Mr. Lin's excuse to deliberately use it to frustrate them?
At the end of the day, you just don’t want them to leave?
As she thought about it, Su Youlan's heart became a mess again...
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Tyrant Dynasty.
It seems that in a few days, it will be the Spring Festival.
There is about a month left, less than fifty days.
It's been snowing heavily these past few days.
In the past few days, there were often people leaning against the door of Chu Mengli's house to look into the distance.
It snows heavily in the middle of winter and is covered with snow.
A maid held a snow-white fox fur in both hands and gently put it on the beautiful figure at the door.
"Miss, it's cold, don't catch a cold."
Xiaochan's eyes flashed with worry.
Chu Mengli turned around and smiled, but there was unconcealable exhaustion beneath the smile.
Xiaochan couldn't help but said: "Miss, don't wait any longer. If you want to wait, go back to your room and wait."
"Uncle, he..."
Chu Mengli shook her head and said nothing.
She looked towards the end of the street again.
What if I turned around and he appeared there?
Chu Mengli pursed her lips, wore a fox fur, folded her hands on her abdomen, and still looked into the distance with her apricot eyes.
The eyelashes seemed to be stained with a few patches of snow color.
Xiaochan, who was standing behind Chu Mengli with Xueluo on her shoulders, couldn't tell for a moment whether the white snow on the young lady's body was fox down or snowflakes.
Neither the master nor the servant noticed that there was actually a pair of eyes staring at them from a distance.
And in the past few days, there seem to be a few more traffickers on this originally deserted street...
