After the monster boss loses his memory

Large flakes of snowflakes fell from the gray sky, and at a glance, there was only a paleness between the sky and the earth.

Fluctlight wrapped his arms tightly, and he stood barefoot in the snow in a thin white dress. His thin ankles were tied by iron chains, restraining him in this small area.

so cold.He exhaled the white mist, his clear eyes lost their luster, and he stared blankly at the sky above, as if he was waiting for something.

A black flood dragon flew from afar, Yaoguang was stunned, took a step forward slowly, and opened his arms toward the sky.

Jiaolong pounced down suddenly, pinning him in the snow with one claw, spraying hot breath on Yaoguang's frozen face.

Yaoguang slowly stretched out his hand to touch the scales beside Jiaolong's mouth, its golden animal eyes narrowed slightly, and the sharp claws pressing on Yaoguang's chest suddenly tightened.

"Zhou Su!"

Zhang Jinran sat up with a cry of surprise.

"Are you awake?" Lu Xian, standing by, handed him a porcelain cup, "Are you thirsty, drink some water first."

Only then did Zhang Jinran feel that his throat was so dry that he was about to burst into flames. He clutched his chest and nodded. At the end of the dream, the pain of those sharp claws piercing his heart was so real that he still has lingering fears when he recalls it.

"Want to eat?" Lu Xian put away the empty cup and asked again.

Zhang Jinran shook his head, calmed down for a moment, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, "Where is this?"

There are only some simple wooden furniture in the bamboo house, and the window sills on one side are wide open, and the afterglow of the setting sun shines on the bamboo floor, which is golden, comfortable and leisurely.

"This is the room I lived in in Miao Village." Lu Xian sat on a bamboo rocking chair and basked in the sunset, "You have slept all day."

After sleeping for such a long time... Zhang Jinran touched his chest, and suddenly thought of the talisman paper pasted on it before he passed out. He opened his clothes and groped, looking all over his chest and back, but found nothing.

"Where's the talisman Master put on me?" Zhang Jinran sat down next to Lu Xian, the large rocking chair was still rocking back and forth bearing the weight of the two of them.

Lu Xian glanced at him with a strange expression, "Your master and my dad discussed something for some reason. They combined that talisman with a bunch of messy things and burned them to ashes for you to drink."

... No wonder I felt my throat was very dry after I woke up, and I was fed some messy things while I was unconscious.

"Then I'm alright?" Zhang Jinran followed his example and squinted his eyes to enjoy the sunshine.

"Maybe." Lu Xian rested his chin and looked out the door, "However, I think your master..."

Zhang Jinran stood up, "What's the matter with him?" Although Chen Daochang has never been very reliable as a master, but since he was a child and grew up dependent on him, he would never hope that something will happen to him.

Lu Xian pouted, "Go downstairs and see for yourself."

"Master, you didn't..." Zhang Jinran suddenly pushed open the wooden door, unexpectedly the other side was Miao Min's kitchen.

Priest Sang Xiu was pouring hot oil on the fish, and on the other side was a man with short silver hair and plain clothes skillfully making dumplings.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I went wrong." Zhang Jinran was embarrassed, apologizing and backing away.

"It's inside, why don't you go in?" Lu Xian asked strangely behind him.

"Are you looking for your master?" The priest turned around when he heard the voice, not forgetting to put the fish into the oil pan with one hand, "He said you like dumplings, wrap them on the side."

Master is making dumplings?Could it be...

Zhang Jinran turned his face stiffly, and the silver-haired man smiled at him, his handsome face like a jade carving was full of concern, "Teacher, are you awake?"

"Master?!" Zhang Jinran's eyes were about to fall out of surprise, "You, you..."

"What's wrong with me?" The man raised his head proudly, his expression slowly becoming familiar.

Zhang Jinran opened and closed his lips for a long time and finally said the second half of the sentence: "Are you reincarnated?"

"..." Chen Yuanqing's dazzling brows and eyes immediately darkened.

"Hahaha, I'm just talking about whether the old god stick has plastic surgery. I didn't expect you to be more ruthless than me." Lu Xian put his shoulders on his shoulder and smiled.

The priest glanced at the dumpling Chen Daochang was holding, which was becoming more and more shapeless, and he had no choice but to chase him away, "Xiaoxian, take your friend to the dining room, dinner will be served soon."

"Hey, it's been a long time since I ate the food made by my father." Lu Xian put his arms around Zhang Jinran's neck and took him outside, "You are lucky."

Zhang Jinran was still in a trance and let him take him to the dining room.Lu Xian sighed softly, Fa Xiao has experienced too many blows this day, I just hope that he will not think about the person who is not here...

"Xian'er." Zhang Jinran's out-of-focus pupils suddenly lit up.

Lu Xian was startled, and hurriedly looked at him: "Ah, what's the matter?"

"Did my master and your family know each other many years ago?" Zhang Jinran asked excitedly.

"Yes, that's right." Lu Xian answered with some trepidation.

"I know why Master has changed!"

Seeing his excited face, Lu Xian couldn't help it, he was afraid that his friend would have a little stress reaction, so he said in his tone, "Why?"

"I haven't seen each other for many years. The other party is still a teenager, but I have become a bad old man. I can only deal with myself in a heartbroken manner. I didn't expect that there is still a little bit of heroism left. Finally, I can make up for it."

Lu Xian thought to himself that this is only a few points of heroic appearance, what did he look like in the peak period, are the older generation so evil now, all of them are so good-looking, why do the next generation feel so bad?

Of course, he wouldn't say that. It's absolutely impossible for him to admit that he is not as handsome as the priest's father. If Jin Ran compares with that old magic stick... In other words, the two of them are really similar in appearance Thinking of the similarities, Lu Xian couldn't help but look at Fa Xiao a few more times.

"Is there something on my face?" Zhang Jinran touched his smooth cheek and asked strangely.

"No." Lu Xian shook his head and suppressed the speculation in his heart. If this is the case, what is the old god's stick figure, it is impossible.

In the dining room ahead, Chen Jiayu was sitting on a chair as if on pins and needles. Asking him to face Lu Xian's father alone was completely the mentality of facing his mother-in-law. Basically, Lu Xia asked a question and he answered it, begging for someone to save him. .At this time, seeing the two of them coming was like seeing a long-lost relative, and almost wept with joy, "You guys are down, Jin Ran is all right."

"Just waiting for dinner." Lu Xian moved a stool and sat beside his father.

"I'm fine." Zhang Jinran smiled at Lu Xia, called "Hello Uncle" and wanted to sit down next to Lu Xian.

"It's good that you're fine, but you won't worry about us." Chen Jiayu hurried over, pushed Zhang Jinran aside, and sat next to Lu Xian.

Is this how you treat patients?Zhang Jinran stared at him speechlessly.

Lu Xia looked at the small movements of these young people with a smile, poured a cup of tea and handed it to Zhang Jinran, and asked softly, "Are you in good health?"

"It's okay." Zhang Jinran patted his chest, "I don't feel any discomfort."

"That's good." Lu Xia observed his expression carefully and felt relieved for a while, "It's thanks to you this time... If it wasn't for you, the village might be destroyed. If something happens again, we don't care I'm sorry."

"Lu Xian and I are close buddies. I always trouble him. What's the point of doing him a favor?" Zhang Jinran quickly said politely.

Chen Jiayu also nodded again and again: "That's right, we have such a strong relationship, uncle, you will be out of touch if you say that."

Lu Xian made tea for them with a smile: "Dad, I just told you, you don't need to thank you, it will scare them."

"You kid." Lu Xia patted him, Lu Xian stuck out his tongue, the priest stepped out from behind and interrupted the conversation.

"Xiaoxian, help serve the dishes."

Lu Xian got up quickly: "Here we come!"

……

A table full of Miaojiang delicacies were all made by the priest Sangxiu himself. The five-color dumplings made by Chen Daochang were also well received as a staple food.

"It's good." Zhang Jinran burped.

"It's not like your usual appetite. You haven't eaten for a day, but now you're full after eating two dumplings?" Lu Xian said as he stuffed a piece of pork belly into his mouth.

Zhang Jinran took a sip of tea and leaned back on the chair, "I can't eat, it feels like it's filling my stomach."

Chen Yuanqing raised his eyes to look at him, his cold star-like eyes were filled with pain.

Sang Xiu tapped the table with his sharp knuckles, and said in a deep voice, "Although the zombification has been temporarily prevented, but to restore him to a normal person, I'm afraid we have to think of another way."

"I'll try to figure it out again." Chen Yuanqing touched the top of Zhang Jinran's furry head and sighed, "Thank you this time too."

Sangxiu picked up the wine glass in silence, and Lu Xia looked at the two handsome faces opposite him with emotion: "We just provided a little herbal medicine, so it's not a big deal. I think when I first saw this child, he only had The slap is bigger, so many years have passed in a flash, and your father and son also..."

"puff--"

Lu Xian almost blocked his throat with a mouthful of pork belly, but Chen Jiayu was fine, but the fish pieces he picked up fell back into the bowl.The one who reacted the most was Chen Daochang. He just took a sip of rice wine and sprayed it all over Zhang Jinran's face.

Zhang Jinran wiped the saliva off his face, expressionless: "Yes, Dad, you have worked hard to bring me up by yourself."

"..." The corners of Chen Yuanqing's mouth trembled, and he didn't know how to continue the conversation.

"Father, the old god beat him—no, he and Jin Ran are father and son?" Lu Xian exclaimed.

"You don't know?" Looking at the surprised expressions on everyone's faces, Lu Xia finally realized that something seemed wrong, and the expressions of the father and son on the opposite side were also weird, one embarrassed and the other indifferent.

Only then did Lu Xia realize that he had said something wrong, and lowered his head a little cautiously: "I'm sorry, I..."

The priest held his hand reassuringly, "This is their family business, let's eat."

"Yes, yes, let's eat and eat." Chen Jiayu also quickly smoothed things over.

Zhang Jinran picked up a piece of chicken and put it into Chen Yuanqing's bowl and looked at him with a smile, "Dad, your favorite roast chicken."

... I don't touch meat in the temple, how did you know that I like roast chicken.Chen Yuanqing slowly stretched his chopsticks towards the chicken nuggets, and kowtowed frantically to Emperor Zhenwu in his heart.

"Forget it, don't eat it." Zhang Jinran suddenly stretched out his chopsticks and grabbed the chicken, "I forgot you can't eat meat."

This time, everyone could see the weird atmosphere between these two people, Chen Jiayu shrank back nervously, and took a step closer to Lu Xian, fearing that the flames of war between the two would burn him.

It's just that he's such a big guy, it's very obvious when he moves a little. Zhang Jinran looked at the big tall man in the corner of his eyes, and he had an outlet for the sullenness in his heart. He turned his face and smiled slowly: "Jiayu, I remember you bought Got a gift?"

"Ah?" Chen Jiayu subconsciously bent down to get the backpack, "I bought it, I bought it, and gave it to Lu Xian and my uncle...all of them have it."

"You didn't say it earlier, what gift?" Lu Xian stretched his head excitedly to look.

"You must like it." Chen Jiayu took out the wooden tripod from his bag and handed it to him, "Shenmu Wangding."

Lu Xian took the wooden tripod and smiled halfway, "What tripod?"

Zhang Jinran pointed to the bottom of the wooden tripod: "Look at the bottom of the tripod."

Lu Xian turned the tripod over with a bored face, and the four simplified characters "Shenmu Wangding" below made him stop, and slapped his face with his palm.

"You... don't you like it?" Chen Jiayu looked at him anxiously.

For this, Lu Xian could only say two words——

"Ha ha."

The author has something to say: Zhang Jinran: What Die Xian said is true, it turns out that my father has always been by my side

Lu Xian: I really never expected this. By the way, will you be like him when you get old...

Zhang Jinran:!