After losing his memory, he was with his old enemy

Chu Zhijian: "Junior Sister is ignorant, some words are said without malice, please don't take it to heart, Mr. Qi Xiaoxian."

Qi Ling helped his forehead, and said: "You don't need to call me Xianjun Qi Xiao, just call me by my name."

Xiaoxianjun, Xiaoxianjun, he always felt that something was weird, and he didn't suit this title at all.

"Then I'll call you Brother Qi." Chu Zhijian introduced himself and Chu Yu'er by the way, and also told him about the current situation.

Qi Ling didn't know what to say, he came to such a strange place as a person who lost his memory, and met some decent people who seemed to be with him.I can't tell the reason, but I feel uncomfortable no matter what, especially when I hear the crowing of cranes outside the house, this feeling is particularly strong.

Seeing that his expression was wrong, Chu Zhijian said, "It's cold in winter, and Brother Qi fell into the water again. It's normal to feel uncomfortable due to the wind and cold. I've ordered someone to make ginger soup."

Qi Ling nodded, "It's troublesome."

"Brother Qi!"

As soon as he heard the noisy voice, Qi Ling subconsciously wanted to cover his head with the quilt.

"Brother Qi, you're awake!" Yang Pingzhu strode in without saying hello, Chu Zhijian greeted with a smile, and went out on business.

"Brother Chu, go slowly!" Yang Pingzhu turned his head, and saw Qi Ling with an uneasy expression. Thinking of Qi Ling's dizzy sword, he felt that it was really rare to see him in a hundred years.

As a monk, how could he be afraid of heights?

Qi Ling said lightly: "Let me ask you, where is Xiao Yuan?"

Yang Pingzhu: "Brother Qi, you... I rushed to see you as soon as I woke up. It's better for you, first ask that kid where he is going..."

"Stop talking nonsense." Qi Ling asked, "Where did he go?"

Although he didn't like Xiao Yuan at first, he didn't like Xiao Yuan so much that he didn't even care about his life or death.A child who looks to be only eight or nine years old, and does not know martial arts and spells, is really prone to accidents.

Yang Pingzhu faltered for a long time, Qi Ling guessed something was wrong when he saw him like this, he threw off the quilt and wanted to get out of bed, who knew that his body's spiritual power was too depleted, and he suffered from the wind and cold, so he almost couldn't stand when he landed.

Yang Pingzhu hurried over to help him, "Xiao Yuan, someone has sent him back."

Qi Ling: "Go back?"

Yang Pingzhu nodded out of conscience. In fact, he searched there with all the monks for a long time, but he couldn't find any clues, not even a trace. It was as if this child had never existed.

How could an ordinary child just disappear out of thin air?

But Qi Ling is still sick now, if you tell him that Xiao Yuan is missing, I'm afraid he won't be able to sit still and go out to look for him again, Yang Pingzhu lied to him: "His parents are looking for someone at the bottom of the mountain, and it just so happens that a monk from the Linyang Sect came down the mountain and bumped into him. They sent someone to take him back."

Yang Pingzhu thought that the weaving was fairly believable, so he looked at Qi Ling with a pinched hand.

Qi Ling's head was dizzy, and he said "oh" in a daze.

Yang Pingzhu: "..."

Oh, it should be a letter, right?

Seeing that there was no one else around except him and Qi Ling, Yang Pingzhu looked a little more serious, sat down on the side of the bed, and lowered his voice: "Brother Qi, Qingjieyuan...do you know what happened in the end?"

Qi Ling looked at him, but didn't speak immediately.

Yang Pingzhu looked at Qi Ling strangely: "I remember that at the end, Dean Song Deng was heading towards you, and then...then the mountain shook suddenly, and the roof of the house collapsed with a big hole."

Although he was exaggerating when he said that the earth was shaking and the sky was shaking, the fluctuation of spiritual power at that time really made people afraid to face it and resist it, and this fluctuation even affected the people who were being punished in other rooms.

But Qi Ling didn't remember anything, he said: "Have you seen who released the spiritual power?"

"Ah? You don't know?" Yang Pingzhu was surprised by his answer, "Of course I didn't see it, so I came to ask you."

As if he didn't believe it, Yang Pingzhu asked again: "Brother Qi, isn't it really you?"

There were only four people at the scene, and he ruled it out first, Song Deng is also impossible, brother Qi is not, so... Could it be Xiao Yuan?

It seems that Yang Pingzhu reluctantly convinced himself that Xiao Yuan disappeared inexplicably after falling into the water.This Xiao Yuan is so strange that he doesn't leave any trace afterwards, maybe... maybe it's really him.

Qi Ling: "What are you thinking?"

"It's nothing." Yang Pingzhu changed the subject, "Brother Qi, speaking of it, how did you guess Song Deng's moves? It's too powerful! Could it be that you have learned it? But it is said that these are not rumored..."

Halfway through Yang Pingzhu's speech, seeing Qi Ling's strange expression, he shouted: "Brother Qi, you won't even forget this, right?!"

Qi Ling looked at him, shook his head, "I remember."

He remembered that he predicted those moves and told Yang Pingzhu how to avoid it, but he didn't remember how he knew it.Even now, he doesn't have the impression of those moves at all.

He can be sure that he has never learned it.

Yang Pingzhu: "Brother Qi, do you still remember... Brother Qi, what's wrong with you? I'll call someone!"

"No need." Qi Ling held him back, "It's just that my head hurts again, and it's fine now."

Just now, his head hurt again, and that strange picture flashed in his mind again. It was two children playing together beside a river flowing with red blood. The faces of the two children could not be seen, but he could feel it. , both of them are very happy.

He is a monk, how could he have such a bloody and terrifying picture in his mind?

A disciple outside the house came in to deliver ginger soup to Qi Ling, Qi Ling always felt a little uneasy, and after drinking it, he asked casually: "Has Chu Yu'er come back?"

The little monk paused, "Senior Sister Chu... Senior Sister seemed to say that she was going to catch some thief, but she hasn't come back yet."

Yang Pingzhu said casually: "There are also thieves on Wuding Peak? Isn't there an enchantment?"

The uneasiness in Qi Ling's heart became more and more intense. When Yang Pingzhu said this, he immediately thought of something.

Wuding Peak has an enchantment, and Qianhe Mountain also has an enchantment. The thieves who can break through the two barriers and come in without being discovered, except for internal traitors, come in from the outside, and their skills will definitely not be bad.

Seeing Qi Ling's worried face, Yang Pingzhu joked, "Brother Qi, you don't like Chu... Hey brother Qi, why are you getting out of bed..."

Qi Ling: "Chu Yu'er is in danger."

Qi Ling casually took a coat and put it on, then rushed out the door.

Yang Pingzhu and the little monk looked at each other for a second.

He looked at the wide door: "...what?"

Brother Qi, did you predict something again?

Wuding Peak soared into the clouds, and the temperature outside was colder than the foot of the mountain. Qi Ling shivered as soon as he went out. He searched around, and when he was blown by the wind and his head ached, the thought appeared in his mind again. secondary picture.

The clouds blocked the already sparse sunlight and invaded the night.The sky seemed to be enveloped by something, except for that touch of drunken blush, which shone dimly in the night, and there was no other color to be distinguished.When the drunkenness dissipated, there was gradually a twilight in the sky, but it was not so clear.

Under the dim light, everything was blurred, only the river water beating against the boulders, making an unbearable noise, as if something was hidden below and was about to break through the water.

Qi Ling thought in his mind: This is not a place in the human world.

The sky was still dim, but two small figures by the river could be vaguely discerned—these were two children, one was dressed in red and the other was dressed in white.

They were having a good time and didn't know what to do by the river.At this time, it was possible to see clearly that the water in the river was not ordinary water—that whole river, running through it, was full of bloody water that could turn eyes into bright red!

The sky gradually brightened, and the clouds were dark red reflected by the blood.The child in red approached the child in white. The child in white was unguarded and was pushed into the river.

The white clothes were dyed red in an instant, and the water was rushing. The child in white struggled to grab the branch next to him. He looked at the child in red, and shouted to him with eyes filled with endless fear, fear and pleading: "Help!" !"

"Help……"

The kid in red walked closer to the river as if he hadn't heard of it. The kid in white had hope in his eyes. He raised his voice and filled his throat with a fishy smell: "Help me...cough cough cough...help me... Please……"

Qi Ling felt his body trembling, he supported the wall, his head hurts intermittently, the distant and memoryless image is always lingering.

The boy in white: "What are you doing?! Help me!"

The boy in red was indifferent, slowly, slowly, a smile appeared on his face, he said...

Qi Ling clenched his fists and ran towards an unknown place.He was terrified and angry at this feeling, as if he had experienced it himself.

When turning a corner, he bumped into someone unintentionally, and that person was knocked to the side of his shoulder, almost unable to stand still. When he looked up, he saw Qi Ling's staggering back, and couldn't help but "cut", and said, "What People... have no quality at all!"

Qi Ling ran around on Wuding Peak.

The voice of the child in white has been lingering in his mind, but every time he comes to the child in red, the voice will be automatically silenced.

Child in white: "Help me..."

Child in red: "*****"

Child in white: "Help..."

Qi Ling ran to a place where no one was there, and the image in his mind couldn't get rid of. He was eager to know what the kid in red said.

He saw that the child in red had no horns on his forehead, and he was a human race.

The cold wind was howling, Qi Ling was lying on the ground, but his body was terribly hot.

Qi Ling: "Who is it..."

Who are they?

Who is he?

Are those memories his?

He obviously came out to look for Chu Yu'er, but these things suddenly appeared in his mind, as if Chu Yu'er was shouting "Help".

As soon as Qi Ling opened his eyes, a hand came up in front of him. He was about to raise his hand to hit him, but then he felt a spiritual force pouring into his body, which relieved his headache.

The memory picture gradually became blurred, the red sky gradually dissipated, followed by dark red rivers, black stones, and white skulls.

In the end, the two children disappeared too.

Qi Ling finally opened his eyes, sat up, and looked at the person in front of him.

"Do you... still have a headache?" the man asked.

Qi Ling shook his head.

It still hurts, just not as unbearable as before.

It was cold on the ground, Qi Ling shivered and even sneezed, only blushing.

The man helped Qi Ling to his feet: "Here in Xiawu Nong, Wuding Peak works as a handyman."

Qi Ling nodded: "My name is Qi Ling."

Wu Nong took off his coat and put it on for him. Qi Ling wanted to refuse, but Wu Nong forced him to put it on, "Why don't you wear it? You look so fragile, don't hesitate to put it on!"

Qi Ling: "..."

Although he was kind, Qi Ling always felt that there was a feeling of rebellion in this toughness, as if he had known each other before.

Before he could react, Wu Nong put a hand on Qi Ling's forehead, and Qi Ling froze for a moment.

Wu Nong: "You have a fever, and you still come out to run around?"

Qi Ling: "..."

He couldn't say that it was because his intuition told him that Chu Yu'er would be in danger and he ran out sick, right?

Wu Nong: "Where do you live? I'll take you back."

Qi Ling: "...I don't remember."

Wuding Peak is so big, he ran around just now, and he had a headache for so long, how can he remember the way?

Wu Nong nodded in astonishment, and said, "Then, if you just walk around, you can always go back."

Qi Ling: "No."

Wu Nong frowned: "Why?"

Qi Ling: "...I came out this time to find Chu Yu'er, your Sixth Senior Sister."

Wu Nong let out a cold "Oh".

High priest, are you thinking of other women?

Qi Ling: "..."

He didn't know if it was credible but his intuition told him that he felt a bad aura from this person.

Wu Nong: "There's no need to look for it, she's gone back."

Qi Ling: "Huh?"

Wu Nong: "Yeah, I saw that she seemed to be chasing a cat here, and then went back with a disappointed face."

Qi Ling didn't speak.

It turns out that the movement outside the house just now was a cat?

But he seemed to see a figure coming.

He thought to himself: It's an illusion...just like just now.Ever since I lost my memory, I can't tell which of the things that appear in my mind are real and which are fake.

Qi Ling: "Since that's the case, I'll go back first." After finishing speaking, Qi Ling took off Wu Nong's coat and wanted to return it to him, but Wu Nong stopped him, and just as Qi Ling was about to evade, he didn't pay attention. Wu Nong dragged him to the side of the low grass.

Wu Nong: "There is someone."

Qi Ling's head was spinning for a while, and when he opened his eyes, Wu Nong just turned his head.

The two were close together, Qi Ling blinked, not knowing that this inadvertent action had already made Wu Nong uneasy.

He he... he was so close to his High Priest!

I'm really... a little excited.

"Master, the surprise attack failed and caused the fury of the demon world. Shouldn't this matter be suppressed?"

Hearing the word "Devil Realm", Wu Nong pricked up his ears and his eyes darkened.

The old man is playing tricks on the devil world behind his back!

Qi Ling tilted his head, feeling that the voice was somewhat familiar, he moved his head to the side, trying to hear it better, and happened to see a few cranes flying across the sky.

In the next second, a head turned around, and Qi Ling caught off guard and met a pair of deep and beautiful eyes that couldn't see beyond.

Like hiding a star in the sky, this was the first reaction in his mind.

Qi Ling couldn't control it, he smiled, subconsciously said: "It's so beautiful..."

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Xiao Yuan = Wu Nong = Fan Ji