The flowers in the forest faded away in spring, but it was too hasty, and there was no choice but cold rain in the morning and wind in the evening.
It's raining.
A gust of cool breeze blew by, and I didn't know where the wind chimes sounded.
With the patter of rain and the crisp sound of wind chimes, Lin Xixue felt that this scene seemed very familiar and made her nostalgic.
She stretched out her hand outside the umbrella, trying to recall the cold but gentle touch.
Ji Wanyun was afraid that she would get wet and cold, so she leaned the umbrella against her.
"Xiaoxue, we are going home."
"go home?"
Lin Xixue was still confused. She didn't quite understand what home was, but she felt inexplicably that she might not have a home anymore.
"Well, go home."
Ji Wanyun responded firmly and helped her towards the entrance of the hospital.
At the entrance of the hospital, a middle-aged man wearing a purple suit and holding a black umbrella blocked the way.
"Ms. Ji, do you really want to take her back?"
"if not?"
The two people looked at each other, and the air seemed to condense.
"Have you really thought clearly about the consequences of doing this? My Shenxiao lineage is the state religion."
"When will this little Three-Yuan Concept also represent Shenxiao?"
"This person committed a crime of killing in vain in Liangcheng, I must leave an explanation."
"When I, Lantau Island, find out what this person did, I will give you an explanation."
The middle-aged man in a purple suit pulled out a copper coin sword from behind his back and said with a livid face: "Do you want to test whether Pindao's Taoism is subtle?"
Ji Wanyun protected Lin Xixue behind her, put away her umbrella, and used it as a sword.
"I have two swords in my hands, so it's not a disadvantage!"
In the sky, dark clouds gathered, and there were several muffled thunders.
The umbrella in Ji Wanyun's hand was also filled with white mist, and with her as the center, sharp ice flowers bloomed on the wet ground one after another.
I saw the middle-aged man in a purple suit. With a flick of the copper coin sword in his hand, he pulled out a thunder dragon from the dark clouds. It roared as if it was about to collapse the mountains. The lightning was so powerful that half of the sky was illuminated as bright as day.
Ji Wanyun closed her eyes and concentrated, holding the sword across her chest.
She drew her sword.
The wind died down, the rain stopped, and the thunder dragon was frozen in the space by the cold.
Blue ice flowers burst out from the middle-aged man's chest, and the copper coin sword in his hand scattered everywhere on the ground.
She opened the umbrella again, helped Lin Xixue bypass the middle-aged man who was half kneeling on the ground, and got on the car without looking back.
Maybe it was because of motion sickness, Lin Xixue felt dizzy.
"I'm dizzy, I want to take a nap."
"Go to sleep. You'll be home when you wake up." Ji Wanyun patted her legs, indicating that she could lie down.
Feeling Ji Wanyun's fingers gently running through her hair, Lin Xixue fell into a deep sleep.
This time, she slept particularly soundly.
...
The carriage was speeding along, but the wheels suddenly ran over a stone, causing the entire carriage to tremble violently.
Lin Xixue was awakened by the violent vibration and looked around in confusion.
Why am I here? Don’t I want to go home? Did I lose it again?
"woke up?"
The speaker was a girl sitting cross-legged and holding a faint blue sword. It was also a person who felt very familiar to her but she couldn't remember who it was.
She scratched her head, feeling like she had a question to ask, but she couldn't figure out what the question was.
"Have we... met before?"
"Lantau Mountain, Baiqing."
"Then you know me?"
"You claim to be Lin Xixue, but some people call you Tong Yingzi and call you granddaughter."
"I can't remember anything. Do you know why?"
"I know the cause, but I don't know the process."
"Reason, process?" Her thoughts were confused at the moment, and she couldn't tell the difference between the two.
"Your sea of consciousness was burned through, and you also encountered the thunder method of the divine sky. This thing hurts your soul the most, so you lost most of your soul, and you naturally lost your memory."
"As for me saying I don't know the process, it's because I don't know what kind of strange fire you encountered that can directly burn the sea of consciousness."
"Then is it possible for my memory to be restored?"
"I don't know. Your three souls are barely intact, but most of your seven souls were destroyed by that lightning method. It's a miracle that you can wake up."
"As for restoring memory, if we can find a rare treasure that can restore the sea of consciousness in the future, there may be some possibility."
Lin Xixue was silent for a moment, then opened the curtain of the carriage, looked outside the carriage, and asked, "Where are we going now?"
"East China Sea, Lantau Mountain."
Silent all the way, Lin Xixue soon became tired again. The carriage bumped forward like this, and it was night in a blink of an eye.
The moon is extraordinarily round tonight, and it has just rained, so the air is filled with mist like gauze.
Crystal dewdrops hung on the branches, leaves, and vegetation in the forest, and the cold white moon was reflected in the dewdrops.
As the carriage drove by, the moon reflected in the dewdrops seemed to emit rainbow-colored brilliance, silently gathering between Lin Xixue's brows.
The rainbow light gathered more and more, like a ribbon trailing behind the carriage.
After absorbing the rainbow-colored brilliance, Lin Xixue's eyebrows suddenly twisted up, showing an extremely painful look.
Her fists clenched tighter and tighter, her breathing became faster and faster, and cold sweat was dripping on her forehead before she knew it.
She finally got excited, sat up suddenly, and shouted: "I'm not crazy, I'm not crazy, and my mother is not dead, don't try to lie to me, don't try to lie to me!"
She leaned against the carriage, breathing heavily.
When Bai Qing heard her exclamation, she exhaled a breath, stopped her movements, and looked at her in surprise.
Lin Xixue held her forehead and tried hard to sort out the fragmented memories.
She reached into the void, took out the horizontal knife, rubbed it for a while, and finally regained some sense of reality.
"It's true, it's not a dream, it's not a dream. This knife really exists. Go back and write back to Liang Cheng. There are still people waiting for me in the city."
"Who's waiting for me..."
The memory fragments were intermittent, and she couldn't remember who was waiting for her.
"You remember?" Bai Qing looked at her in surprise.
But when she thought about it, she felt it was outrageous. The sea of consciousness was so severely damaged that the seven souls were almost scattered, and it was repaired in one night?
She touched her chin and thought to herself. She had seen that Lin Xixue had the means to get rid of evil spirits before, so she wondered whether this person was really the reincarnation of the true immortal recorded in the classics.
Looking at it now, it can’t be true, right?
It is simply unheard of to repair the sea of consciousness by oneself without relying on external objects.
"Don't be impatient. Speak slowly. Who is waiting for you in Xinliang City?"
"I don't know, I don't know. I can only remember that I made an appointment to meet someone in the evening, but I can't remember who it is."
"Then do you still remember why you had a conflict with those bulls from Sanyuan Guan?"
"Why was there a conflict?"
"I...I remember I went to get the forged knife...and then Hong Yanzi appeared, and then there were auditory hallucinations, and I melted Hong Yanzi..."
Lin Xixue was very flustered and a little confused when she spoke. It was obvious that her memory had not been sorted out yet.
"Hong Yanzi appeared? He's not dead yet? What do you mean you melted him?" Bai Qing was instantly alert, but also confused.
"I don't know. He's dead. I killed him myself, but he's in the mirror. He says I'm crazy, but I'm not crazy!"
"He died. I thought dead people can't talk, so I melted the mirror, and sure enough, he couldn't talk."
Bai Qing frowned and tilted her head.
After hearing these inconsistent words, she didn't understand what Lin Xixue wanted to say, so she asked, "What does this have to do with your conflict with the Niubi of Sanyuan Guan?"
"what is the relationship......"
"I melted Hong Yanzi, and then someone tried to rob me. I used a flaming iron rod to drive him away."
"Then the shop caught fire, and then...and then..."
Lin Xixue tried to continue recalling, but she felt a tearing pain between her eyebrows...
