Disciples with unknown origins should not randomly pick them up

When Lu Yinxi woke up, he felt sore all over his body, and there was no good place in his body, especially the back of his head, which felt like someone had opened a hole.

He gritted his teeth to prevent himself from making a sound, tried to get up but couldn't, and then realized that he was tied to a chair.

Then a light shone on his face.

"I advise you to be frank and lenient."

The young man was sitting in front of him. He was dressed in pink clothes, but he didn't look disobedient. His brows and eyes were tender but sharp.

Lu Yinxi was dumbfounded.

This, who is this?

Over the years, Lu Yinxi has always had a difficulty, that is, he is face blind.

To what extent are you face blind?

When I was a kid watching movies, he would not recognize the characters in the movie as soon as they turned around, so he often watched more than half of the movie and didn't know who the protagonists were.

The nurses and sisters in the hospital used to say that he was cold, probably because his parents were often not around, and he was emotionally lacking, so he was always indifferent to people.

Heaven and earth conscience.

He really didn't recognize it.

He looked around, it seemed to be a small woodshed, the room was full of sundries, it looked like it had just been cleaned, and the smoke was still a bit heavy.

Neither Xiao Mo nor Jing Hongshen was there, so he could only rely on self-protection.

So Lu Yinxi raised his head, looked at the young man in front of him seriously, and wondered where and what kind of romantic debt he had fallen into.

How could such a good-looking person want to kidnap him?

However, face blindness belongs to face blindness, and he also has a very excellent skill.

It's called Even if I don't know you, I have a super thick skin and can pretend to be your brother.

"You tied me up like this, I'm too embarrassed to talk."

Lu Yinxi twisted her body, and the knot became a little tighter.

He remembered that he seemed to be in Huajie before he passed out.

So is this the rope-tying method of the legendary room art profound meaning?

"Don't move, the more you move, the more uncomfortable it becomes. In this Yingchun building, my rope-tying skills are excellent." The young man raised his chin and looked at him with contempt, with anger in his eyes unconsciously, "Hmph, If you are really Lu Yinxi, why should I explain these things to you."

Lu Yinxi suddenly realized.

Careless, it turned out that he didn't recognize the wrong person, but the young boy in front of him was the original owner of his body.

Lu Yinxi breathed a sigh of relief.

Isn't this the clue that was delivered to the door?

Lu Yinxi quickly showed a tearful face of reunion after a long absence: "You, are you my former friend?"

The boy was taken aback by his change, and nodded after a long time.

"It's been so hard for me to find you..." Lu Yinxi wanted to wipe away his tears, but in the end he was still tied up, so he could only let the warm tears flow down his face, "I am alone. Seriously wounded and lying in a barren mountain, with no memory, all golden cores were damaged, and none of the seven meridians and eight meridians were complete. Fortunately, I took in two apprentices in the barren mountain by relying on the remaining spiritual power. It’s quite sensible, one is for my recovery and healing, and the other is for me to reshape the sect, so I can sit here alive and kicking today, otherwise, I might have died..."

The boy no longer looked at him defensively like before, he stood up and looked at him carefully.

"...You really are, you don't know Xiao Lu at all, and you took his house away."

"what?"

"Let me ask you a question. If a person is taken away, will he become a lonely ghost, or will he be reincarnated?"

The young man raised his head and hooked the corner of his mouth towards him, "Did he die normally?"

Lu Yinxi stopped talking.

He suddenly realized that the person in front of him was not something he could just fool around with.

The connection between him and the original owner may not be as simple as a friend.

"Tell me, tell me, I know, you are definitely not Xiao Lu.

Xiao Lu, no matter when, he will never, never approach others without hesitation like you, when he is seriously injured. That is his natural defense mechanism and cannot be changed. "

"When I saw you today, I felt strange. How could you walk with a strange man, and you would drink the wine handed by others. You said you lost your memory, and you will never Have you changed your personality and habits?"

"Oh, yes, I actually find it strange that you appear here."

"If it was Xiao Lu, why would he not be willing to escape to the wilderness and die silently after receiving such a serious injury?"

The young man shed two tears and wiped them gently with his fingertips. Lu Yinxi could probably tell that he was from Huajie. After all, the other party acted like girls.

"he died."

Lu Yinxi opened his mouth, and his voice was no longer as frivolous as before, "I, I didn't want to take his house away. In my previous life, I was a person who died easily. If I cried like I did just now, I might die. , He happened to be dead, so I fell into his body."

Lu Yinxi described it calmly, and leaned back, "I don't know what kind of person he was originally. He seems to be a person who wants to die from what you said. What a coincidence. The thing I thought about the most in my previous life was How can I live longer, split my breath into two breaths, and let me see the world twice more."

Even though his world is almost composed of the same images, cold machines, doctors in white coats and green coats, and a corner of the blue sky outside the window, he is greedy for every breath of air he can breathe.

The room fell silent all of a sudden, the two of them looked at each other speechlessly, the boy was still immersed in great sadness, and turned to cry alone.

"...Hey, hey, little brother, can you untie it for me first?"

——Strangled to the vital part.

This Huajie's rope-tying technique is really strong, and he will learn it in the future.

Only then did the boy turn around, wiped his red face, looked at him, and for some reason, laughed out loud.

"It seems that another interesting person came over," the young man stood in front of him with his arms akimbo, "I won't untie you, you answer my question first!"

"Ask quickly, ask quickly!"

Don't ask him somewhere to be strangled!

His happy life is hanging by a thread for the rest of his life!

"What do you want to do in Huajie?"

"Investigate the disappearance of the flower street girl."

Of course, there is also the life of the original owner, but this task sounds weird, so I won't talk about it.

"How do you want to investigate? Sit there like a mess with those two men?"

"Both of them are mentally handicapped!" Right now, he just got rid of the two of them, and he was about to wander around the flower street, "Little brother, do you want to investigate with me?"

When in danger, you can find someone to hug.

"Are you... still don't see who I am?"

"Huh?" Lu Yinxi looked confused, "We... have met before?"

This boy grew up in Huajie.

He had come into contact with a girl named Hua Xiangrong since he came to Huajie.

Lu Yinxi suddenly trembled.

That day when he was under the bridge, he met a pair of wild mates.

Could it be that little boy...

Lu Yinxi clasped his fists together: "I didn't expect it to be you, brother. You are quite good at playing. My little brother is willing to bow down and feel ashamed."

Looking at Lu Yinxi's face, the young man knew that he was definitely thinking of some crooked way to go up, and hit the opponent's head with a folding fan: "What can you play, what can you play! You can show me clearly!"

Immediately, he unfolded the folding fan to half cover his face, and his voice became extremely thin: "My family name is Hua Xiangrong, Mr. Lu, don't you remember my family?"

The author says:

Face blindness is a small foreshadowing.

Xiaolu will be very happy in the future, Huahua is the master of the room.

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