After losing my memory, I became a group pet

In the night sky, the bright moon that was originally covered by dark clouds suddenly revealed its face, and the soft moonlight sprinkled on the earth, and fell on Yan Wuji's body through the shadows of mountains and trees.

The flying spirit butterfly was illuminated by the moonlight, turned into flying smoke and floated towards Yan Wuji's wound, and the wound on his abdomen gradually healed.

"Great! Great!"

Countless elves accompanied Yan Wuji until the shadows of the night dispersed and the sky appeared faintly.

The morning dew dripped on Yan Wuji's face. He opened his eyes, but saw the dawn and the east was white.

Perhaps because he was still confused about getting up, he closed his eyes again and turned over. The leaves on his body fell down, and he realized that he was not covered with a quilt, but with fallen leaves.

Yan Wuji sat up. The clothes on his body were still stained with blood from last night's fight, and the cloth on his abdomen and right leg had huge holes.

But all the wounds on his body disappeared. He touched his body in horror. In the confusion, he took off his shoes and walked on the mountain road for several days. There were more than a dozen blood on the soles of his feet. Bubble.

After the dirty socks were taken off, two tender little feet were revealed.

Blisters on feet too? gone?

Yan Wuji looked around in a daze. The forest in the early morning was so quiet, only the sound of falling leaves and the melodious chirping of birds in the distance.

He? Scratching his head, he? Dead, now a ghost.

So the wounds on the body are gone?

The first ray of sunlight in the east hit the ground, "It's over!" Yan Wuji was startled, and quickly covered his face with his hands, thinking that he is a ghost now!If it is exposed to the sun, it will be wiped out!

He crawled and hid in the shade of the tree, the forest wind blew past and lifted the shadow of the tree, the shadow where Yan Wuji was was disturbed, and the fine sunlight pierced his body.

The expected heat did not come, replaced by the gentle caress of the sun.

Yan Wuji froze on the spot. After a while, they mustered up their courage and walked towards the sun, and the golden light fell on them.

"I'm not dead?"

Yan Wuji licked his lips.

yes……

But if he? died, why would he? feel thirsty?

Yan Wuji returned to the big tree where he spent the night yesterday, and found his helmet among the fallen leaves. The armor on his body was already tattered, but it was better than nothing.

Although he didn't know where the wounds on his body went, but these days of running around made him understand that these rags still have some uses.

At the critical moment, he can block a knife for them.

Just when Yan Wuji was about to put on the helmet, they suddenly found that there were many small red fruits in the helmet.

These fruits are purple in color, only the size of soybeans, and all of them are crystal clear. There are so many small fruits in the helmet, fully covering half of the capacity.

This small fruit is a small wild strawberry, but Yan Wuji doesn't recognize it.

They have only eaten strawberries artificially bred, and the tribute strawberries used by the queen must be as big as a baby's fist before they can be delivered to them.

Yan Wuji narrowed his eyes. They have lived in the forest for several days, and they think they are very experienced.

He touched his chin, several days of fleeing for his life made his beard sprout, and the signs of a mature man gave him an inexplicable confidence.

Xiao Zhizi told him that the brighter the color, the more inedible it is, as it is poisonous.

Therefore, this small fruit with such a bright color must be poisonous!

can not eat!

Therefore, despite his hunger, Yan Wuji threw all the little strawberries on the ground, put on his armor and left.

Xiao Tongzi told him that the ferocious beasts in the mountains are not densely distributed. Yesterday he encountered two groups of ferocious beasts in a row. I don't know whether it was luck or misfortune.

Yan Wuji followed the gap between the trees and walked slowly along the slope. He heard the sound of a stream. There must be a source of water nearby.

They ran around in the forest during this time. Although they couldn't find food, there were still streams everywhere in the mountains.There are also fish in the creek, but they are only as long as a finger and cannot be eaten at all.

If the little tube is here, it will be fine, they will not light a fire, and they will not make those small fish into grilled fish sticks for them to eat.

And now that the little tube is gone, they won't start a fire, so even if there are big fish, it's useless...

After walking more than ten steps, a small stream appeared in front of Yan Wuji's eyes.

In the creek? There is a big lotus leaf, filled with clear water like a bowl.

Yan Wuji jumped up happily.

Very good!

He? No need to stick to the ground? Drink muddy water!

The water in the lotus leaves is very sweet, even better than the rock sugar water they drank in the palace.

After drinking the water, Yan Wuji wiped his lips, looked at the rootless lotus leaf in his hand, and suddenly noticed something strange in his clumsy little brain.

Why is there a stream two fingers deep, would it? A lotus leaf with no roots?

After thinking for a while, Yan Wuji felt relieved. He took off the armor and put the lotus leaf upside down on his head.

This may be a new variety of lotus leaf.

They? Always? Shake their wits in inexplicable places, so that people? Don't know? Should they scold or laugh.

There is no time in the mountains, and the year is unknown in the cold.

Yan Wuji was looking for a suitable tree branch as he walked.

The mountain road is rugged, and there is a tree branch in his hand to speed up the journey. This is what Xiao Tongzi told him?

After walking for a long time, Yan Wuji saw a tall and straight young tree. The forks of that small tree were very familiar, just like the branch they took yesterday.

However, the tree is thick and strong.

Yan Wuji took a second look and walked around.

In fact, this is the branch they took yesterday, but it was stained with their blood yesterday, the roots were cut off and sprouted, and fell to the ground to become a new tree.

After searching for a long time, but couldn't find a suitable tree branch, Yan Wuji took off the lotus leaf, wiped his sweat, and saw a tree stump from the corner of his eye, which seemed to be a resting place designed for him.

Yan Wuji walked over happily and sat down, fanning himself with a lotus leaf, and within two strokes, a melon the size of a fist rolled to his? feet and hit his? instep.

He lowered his head, this melon is ugly, as big as a grown man's fist, with dark green skin.

He? Never seen...

Yan Wuji stood up and kicked the melon away with his toes.

Do not eat inexplicable things, or you will die.

What Yan Wuji didn't know was that he kicked away a wild watermelon...

Although ugly, but the mouth is good, eating one can last a day.

After resting and leaving the tree stump, Yan Wuji walked a few more steps when something fell from the sky and hit him on the forehead.

Yan Wuji held the object in his hand, it looked like a small fruit, but the skin was full of fluff, small and green, and the skin was still very hard.

He? Throw it away.

Do not know, do not eat.

From dawn to dusk, after Yan Wuji threw away strawberries, kicked away watermelons, rejected peaches, and ignored leeks, cauliflowers, bamboo shoots, etc., after a series of coquettish operations, he finally lost his strength and fell to the ground.

Because of excessive hunger, Yan Wuji's stomach began to convulse. He hugged his body, curled up into a ball, and passed out.

As the night darkened, the big trees shook off their leaves and covered Yan Wuji's body.

The blue aura filled the mountains, and the elves appeared and surrounded Yan Wuji.

"Xiaolong fainted from hunger, if he doesn't eat, he will die..."

"Let's give it to him again? Let's prepare food!"

The ants said angrily: "We worked all night yesterday to move the hard-earned little strawberries into their helmets, but they didn't eat them either."

The little squirrel nodded, "And my watermelon!"

The well-informed little sparrow said: "Of course! The strawberries and watermelons in the town are of course different from those in the forest! Xiaolong doesn't know him!"

"Oh, my! Then? What should I do?"

The elves were chattering for a long time, and a deep voice came from the ground, "Stop making noise! ​​Let me do it!"

Everyone looked down and saw the mushroom walking over.

The shiitake mushrooms supported the brim of their hat, their cheeks were flushed, and only a few sounds of "pop, pop, pop" were heard, and more than a dozen large mushrooms popped out from the ground!

The little koi was swimming in the air, and said anxiously: "What's the use of your conjuration, Xiaolong? He doesn't know him!"

Mushroom airway?: "Impossible? Someone? Don't know about mushrooms!"

The fireflies had a flash of inspiration and said: "Yes! Let's draw a cross knife on the mushroom, no matter how stupid it is, you can recognize it!"

Everyone? After hearing it? Cheered, "It's great! It's great!"

The little sparrow scratched a cross knife on the shiitake mushrooms protruding from the ground with its paws, and flew into the sky with the little koi in a circle.

The dawn appeared, and the elves in the mountains all disappeared.

Only the faint echo of "Xiaolong, get well soon!" echoed in the air.

I don't know how long it took, until the sun was so hot that I could sweat on my body.

Yan Wuji slowly opened his eyes.

Perhaps unsure of what he saw, he rubbed his eyes.

After making sure there was nothing wrong with his eyes, Yan Wuji screamed and moved back until his back hit a big tree!

In his life?—

The scene that frightened him the most appeared!

He? Never? Forget this early morning!

He? What he saw!

In the wilderness, a vegetable platter appeared in their helmets, and a cross knife was drawn on the umbrella of the mushrooms!

Yan Wuji: "Ahhhhh!"

Just as Yan Wuji was screaming, several people appeared from behind the bushes, all wearing leather jackets, holding a big knife in their hands, shouting in dialect, "What's the matter? What's the matter?"

Yan Wuji pointed at the helmet and shouted, "Mushrooms! Mushrooms! Mushrooms!"

A man with the appearance of a bearded man? He happily picked up the helmet, "It's vegetables, it's vegetables! How can there be such fresh vegetables in this season?"

Yan Wuji smelled a scent, and saw several other people holding wooden skewers with grilled fish hanging on them.

The slight scent penetrated into their noses, he swallowed, a tall and straight middle-aged man patted him on the back with the back of a knife, and said in dialect: "This brat is wearing imperial armor, I guess He's a deserter." Full of air, you can tell at a glance that he's a Lianjiazi.

A big fat man took a bite of the grilled fish, "Catch it, bring it to the military adviser, and see if I can ask you something."

"En." Lian Jiazi waved his hand, "Take it away."

In this way, Yan Wuji was captured.

Veggie platter too? Confiscated. …

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