"Li Xingyun" was stunned. He couldn't figure out what this young man meant. He knew that his face was a bit handsome, but it didn't mean that both men and women would kill each other!
"Li Xingyun!"
The boy from Raojiang looked at "Li Xingyun" and murmured softly.
"you know me?"
In other words, do you know this face? "Li Xingyun" added in his heart.
Suddenly, his face turned ferocious in an instant, and those strange pale eyes were suddenly closed tightly. The muscles around the eyes were tightly curled together, as if they were going to be buried deep into the flesh. He raised his hands and grabbed them hard. His head seemed to be trying to relieve the severe pain inside his brain through the pain in his scalp. At the same time, he also lifted up his hair that covered his forehead, revealing an eye pattern drawn with cinnabar.
"Congratulations, Your Majesty, on the birth of a new son!"
In the mind of the boy from Raojiang, pictures flashed frame by frame. The emperor was holding the newborn prince, and all the officials were congratulating him.
His head twitched, and the picture turned, showing a child holding a windmill, with a small tuft of hair on top of his head, a dot of cinnabar between his eyebrows, and a pair of innocent eyes full of curiosity that left a deep impression on him.
This child seemed to be an extremely important person. His head kept twitching and shaking, and the picture kept flashing frame by frame, but it was always the child holding the windmill. It was particularly clear from far to near, as if to make that child The child's appearance, facial features, and all the characteristics were firmly engraved in his mind.
Suddenly, the scene changed, and a cold iron face suddenly appeared. A faint light emerged from the holes in the iron face, which made people feel inexplicably frightened.
The boy from Raojiang violently covered his head with both hands, trembling all over and breaking out in cold sweat, as if he had recalled something very scary, but he didn't know what he was afraid of.
Like an epileptic attack, his head began to tremble non-stop again, and the pictures flashed frame by frame. The cold iron mask was stretched from near to far. The owner of the iron mask was wearing a bamboo hat, and his whole body was wrapped. Strictly true.
Suddenly, this person turned into a man wearing a deep yellow dragon robe. He seemed to be saying: "When I wake up..."
"What should I do?"
The boy from Raojiang grinned, his upper and lower rows of teeth were a little loose, and they opened and closed slightly. He didn't know if it was him speaking or the words in the picture that appeared in his mind. He only knew that these were the words he wanted to ask.
Suddenly, the scene changed, and the previous figure in the dragon robe disappeared like a dreamy bubble, and once again returned to the cold and iron-faced master. He was also talking: "Find that person...find him..."
"Yes, I remember, I want to find him, I want to find Li Xingyun!"
The boy from Raojiang gritted his teeth and struggled to spit out the words.
He grabbed his head with both hands and pressed his temples tightly with his palms to force himself to wake up. The frequency of twitching in his head gradually decreased, and the images in his mind gradually faded away.
Suddenly, the picture flashed, and the cold iron face that made people feel chilled and frightened disappeared.
He opened his eyes!
Panting, he looked up and saw "Li Xingyun".
Buzz~
My head twitched again, and the picture in my mind reappeared and merged with reality. The picture was of the child holding the windmill, overlapping with "Li Xingyun"!
"I recognize it!"
"Remember everything you have to do!"
The boy from Raojiang suddenly closed his eyes, his face was ferocious, and all the strength in his body seemed to have been drained away. He fell to the ground, holding his hands on the ground, breathing heavily to replenish oxygen for his overloaded brain.
All the complete memories are transformed into frames one by one, and they are all played in the mind quickly, like a movie.
His memory is recovering, or in other words, recovering!
"Li Xingyun" panicked and looked at the young man from Raojiang who fell in front of him in astonishment. He suddenly stood up, pointed at the young man and exaggeratedly said: "Are you mistaken? You fell by yourself. I'll touch you." I haven’t even touched you, so you’re relying on me, so be careful and I’ll sue you for touching you!”
"Li Xingyun" looked at Jiang Yunqing and Zhu Youwen from left to right in an exaggerated manner, winking, and redressing their grievances with his eyes.
Different from the image of him wielding his sword crazily and brazenly when he faced masters like Zhu Youwen, now he seems to be, funny?
Zhu Youwen was slightly startled. He seemed to have seen this kid's current appearance somewhere before.
Jiang Yunqing, on the other hand, looked at "Li Xingyun", his eyes narrowed slightly, and his gaze was sharp. He was very familiar with this funny image, it was Li Xingyun!
A thought flashed in my mind. So, is this guy showing his true feelings, or is he imitating Li Xingyun to the core?
At this time, the boy from Raojiang stood up unsteadily, holding his hands vertically. As his straightened body returned to his sides, he slowly said: "I remember!"
"Li Xingyun" was stunned again, "Um, what do you remember?"
"everything!"
The boy from Raojiang suddenly raised his head, his pale eyes staring straight at "Li Xingyun".
Those eyes were no longer chaotic, now they were extremely clear.
"What do you mean?" Li Xingyun's mind was filled with questions.
This guy suddenly rushed in front of him, and then he had a look of pain on his face, as if he had hit him. Then he suddenly fell in front of him, touching the porcelain without any technical content, and now he suddenly stood up again, like a magic stick. Same, saying he remembers everything.
Please, what does it have to do with me if you remember everything? It’s not all about the Longquan treasure, wait...
"Li Xingyun" suddenly paused and slowly lowered his head, his eyes gradually becoming sharper.
It seems that this boy from Raojiang is the key figure who holds the clues to the Longquan treasure!
"Your Highness!"
The young man from Raojiang did not immediately answer "Li Xingyun"'s question. He spread out his arms and cut through the air in front of him. They met in front of his chest. Then he bent his knees forward and knelt down on the ground with a slight bow. Then he moved up and down Press, kneel to the ground.
"What are you doing?"
"Li Xingyun" squatted down, stretched out his hand to the boy from Raojiang, and said softly.
The boy from Raojiang ignored it and said to himself: "Today is the time for our clan to fulfill our promise!"
"The secret of Longquan?" "Li Xingyun" muttered in a low voice.
"yes!"
The boy from Raojiang nodded in response and continued: "Back then, Zhaozong was happy to have the tenth son of the dragon. His rebellious minister Zhu Wen was looking for an opportunity to rebel. Zhu Wen killed all his servants and replaced them with Liang people. The Li family was getting weaker day by day. Zhaozong knew that Zhu Wen was rebellious. We can only endure it. Just when the Tang Dynasty was about to die, in order to protect the Longquan treasure buried by Emperor Xizong Li Xuan, Emperor Zhaozong took a countermeasure and secretly met with the national advisor Yuan Tiangang."
"Afterwards, a Tang envoy wearing a hat and mask came to Twelve Cave and reached an agreement with us. As the elected holy boy, I was brought to the Central Plains and was awarded the Secret of Longquan!"
Suddenly, the eyes of "Li Xingyun" and Zhu Youwen suddenly lit up...
