I can't throw it away, this is my battle robe, and this is the vest I wore after I was killed by Haibian for the last time I had the intention of begging for death.

This vest was put on by Su Mo, and she kept crying, crying all the time.

The people around her told her that she couldn't put on my clothes and that she had to take them off when she was sent to the hospital, but she cried and said, "I can't take it off, I can't take it off......

And after that, will I die?

The bloodstains on the vest turned into green smoke, more and more, thicker and thicker, until it formed a heavy fog that enveloped me in the center, and I couldn't see anything clearly.

"Uncle Feng, Mr. Feng, what's going on, where are you? Why is it so heavy in fog?......

I fumbled around, but I didn't dare to make a rash move. The fog was getting louder and straighter, and I couldn't breathe anymore.

I unconsciously covered my mouth and nose with the vest in my hand and squatted down with difficulty.

The smell of blood on the vest became even stronger and more pungent, and suddenly it rushed into my heart, and a tingling sensation pierced my heart sharply!

"What nonsense are you talking about, get out of the way!" Jiang Nan's voice suddenly came, and then my body was pushed down hard.

I followed the prestige, and the fog had faded away, and I couldn't see the surrounding scenery clearly, but I saw Jiangnan.

His fierce appearance was very ruthless. He yelled at me, "Didn't they tell you not to dress Su Li? What are you doing here?

"I can't take it off, I can't take my clothes off, don't take it off, don't ......take it off," I muttered to myself.

Why am I saying this? Why am I holding on to Jiangnan's clothes and not letting go?

He shook off my hand with a resolute face, and said viciously: "It's really ghostly, get out!"

I saw Su Li being pushed past me by 100,000 urgently, she was covered in blood, and there was no clean place on her face.

Jiang Nan, who was wearing a white coat, followed away in a panic, and they quickly disappeared into the thick fog.

After a while, Yu Zecheng, who was outstanding, also arrived. His face was even more panicked, and he grabbed the people around him and asked, "Where is Su Li?"

Su Li is about to die, or she is already dead, and no matter how much the man who loves her deeply, he can't save her life.

She was defeated by her opponent Haibian and did not fight back, just to beg for death. She was bent on death, and only I knew it best, because she asked me to use all her money to buy her to lose.

Black Race lives and dies and is not responsible, so the bet is against the sky.

In her short life, only this last one was lost. It has always been her who has been Haibian and others, and finally this time she was bent on dying by someone else.

In the end, even Haibian and her opponent couldn't beat her, but she just didn't fall, and the opponent had to keep beating her.

She finally collapsed, and she no longer had the strength to get up.

I cried, and all of a sudden I thought about it. All of a sudden, all of a sudden, all the memories that I had lost came back into my brain.

I'm not Su Li! I'm not Su Li!

Crying and crying, I stopped crying and brought the bloody suit to my eyes, my hands shaking beyond recognition.

She had prepared the dress beforehand, and she asked me to put it on for her after the race. She went to die and arranged everything, and I was the only accomplice!

Why should I stand under the ring and watch her plan come to fruition and die? Why didn't I tell Jiang Nan or Yu Zecheng? Why didn't I find a way to stop her?

Why? Why didn't I do anything? I just watched her die?

Am I really Su Mo? The Su Mo who watched his sister die?

The bloody clothes fell to the ground, and I fell back and forth, unable to believe that the memories that had suddenly flooded into my mind were real.

But, that's true.

I looked at Uncle Feng dumbfounded, the fog had cleared, and he had been standing there smiling.

Everything in the park was as normal, except for me, who was holding the bloody coat as if it had been hit by five thunderbolts.

"I've heard a long time ago that you have selective amnesia, and sure enough, this vest is the key that can awaken your sleeping memory!

Mr. Feng looked at me with a smile through the small glasses under his eyelids.

He called me Su Li, he thought I was Su Li? I looked at him, confused, how could he not see my strangeness?

"Uncle Feng, there is still a soul in my body, can you see it?" I asked straight to the point.

He was still staring at me, but the smile on his face had already froze.

"How do you know?" he asked me, he asked me how I knew? I was asking him, and he threw the question at me.

"Do you see that?" I was not going to answer his question, which in fact had already aroused my disgust.

"I don't see that, can you tell me about it?" he said with a smile through the little glasses.

He said he didn't see it, and asked me who the other soul was, and I looked at him, disgusted, and didn't want to talk to him anymore.

"You're not Su Li. Suddenly, he said.

I was stunned for a moment, and I was about to turn away, but I was nailed to my feet by the five words he said.

"I've never believed in the idea of a rebirth, a change of temperament, and you can't change your temperament. The smile on his face was gone.

Although Su Li fights bravely in the ring, she has a very gentle temperament on weekdays, and she will not get tired of not speculating. ”

He saw through me, but just now he said he couldn't see it, I looked at him and said, "Then who do you think I am?"

He said "um", then stood with his hands behind his back to face the wind, and said slowly: "Have you watched "Journey to the West", right? Do you know the part between the six-eared macaque and the Monkey King?"

I didn't understand what he meant, but I just watched him quietly and waited for him to continue.

"The real and false Monkey King made trouble from the underworld to the heavenly court, and finally returned to Tang Sanzang's side, must it be Sun Wukong?"

I looked at him and felt that the old man's eloquent talk was nothing more than vague nonsense.

Or maybe Sun Wukong was too tired to give up, so he took that opportunity to quit and gave way to the six-eared macaque who wanted to replace him. ”

Of course, that is just a successful case, after all, the six-eared macaque is not an idle person, it can completely replace Sun Wukong and complete the Western Heaven Scriptures. ”

"The most important thing is that it has truly become the Monkey King, and it is better than the Monkey King. ”

Mr. Feng reached out and took the bloody coat from my hand and smiled at me.

"In fact, fighting to defeat the Buddha is the Monkey King himself, because no one inside or outside the Three Realms can replace it. ”

After saying that, he left with a smile on his face, clutching the bloody coat in his hand.