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Grassland.

Breeze.

Cangyun.

"Where is this?" Cangyun felt groggy and opened his eyes in a daze, unable to adapt to the sun for a while, and covered it with one hand.

Cangyun moved his body, bursts of pain hit, Cangyun grinned, and passed out again. After two hours, Cangyun woke up again, and the sun was still so full. Barely sitting up half of his body, Cangyun blinked, looked around, it was a completely unfamiliar environment, and saw that his hands and feet, his limbs were sound, Cangyun breathed a sigh of relief, but his whole body hurt everywhere when he moved.

Cangyun shook his head, his memory a little blurry: "Why did I run here? And where the hell is this?"

A miserable cry came: "Son!"

Cangyun was stunned for a moment, followed the sound and looked over, only to see a middle-aged woman running wildly, dusty behind her, and before Cangyun could react, she was hugged tightly by the middle-aged woman. The middle-aged woman cried bitterly: "Son, I finally found you!"

Cangyun's brain went blank: "Huh, are you my mother?"

The woman's eyes were misty with tears: "Yes, it's you, you're my son." ”

Cangyun fell into a coma for a short time, and then came to his senses: "Then, what is my name?"

The woman took a closer look at Cangyun's face: "You are my son, you still need to ask, go, go home with your mother." ”

I can't help but say, the woman pulled up the clouds and left, the first is that the clouds are weak, the second is that she is in the clouds, and she doesn't know what the situation is, and the third is that the woman has great strength, and the clouds can't resist, so she has to be pulled away. Looking at the woman's back, Cangyun slowly remembered some things in his heart, but he was vague, only knowing that the woman in front of him had no ill will towards him, and was his mother.

A warmth rose in Cangyun's heart.

After walking the tea time, Cangyun saw a person lying on the ground not far away, looking very young, only eighteen or nineteen years old. The middle-aged woman was very excited when she saw the young man on the ground, and shouted, "Son!" rushed over like an arrow from the string, hugging the young man tightly, shaking and calling as she hugged Cangyun.

Cangyun's face was full of black lines: "Did you meet a madman?"

Soon, the young man was shaken awake with a blank expression: "Ah, are you my mother?"

The woman repeated what she had said to Cangyun. The young man believed it in a daze.

Cangyun was helpless for a while, and was forcibly dragged away by the woman with the young man, and the three of them walked together. After walking for two tea times, the three of them came to a village. The village is surrounded by a wall of huge logs, and in the middle of the wall there is a gate with a wooden plaque with two large characters: Wolf Village.

Cang Yun thoughtfully: "This is the wolf village. "It's as if I remember this place, but I don't have a clear memory.

There is a belvedere on the left and right above the gate, and there are several young men on duty in the belvedere. Seeing the three of Cangyun, he shouted, "I'm back, I'm back, Aunt Wang is back!"

Now Cang Yun has determined that this middle-aged woman's surname is Wang, and she is called Aunt Wang.

When Aunt Wang saw the young man on the lookout, she burst into tears with excitement: "Son, I have found you!"

The young man who was recognized as her son by Aunt Wang for the second time had a black line on his face, and Cangyun was the second time he encountered this situation, but he was relatively calm. The young people in the lookout were all black lines: "Aunt Wang, you wait, let's call the village chief." ”

"It's so amazing, and the village chief?" Cangyun said secretly in his heart.

Not long after, the gate of the village opened, and a brain gate, a white beard, white eyebrows, and a one-foot-long rickety old man staggered out with a big head on crutches, followed by a few smiling villagers.

"Xiao Wang, you ran out to recognize your son again?" The village chief's voice was full of old age, and Cang Yun suspected that the village chief was a hundred years old, and he didn't know when he would return to his hometown.

Aunt Wang was not convinced: "What do you mean by misidentifying sons? They are my sons." ”

The village chief shook his head: "Hey, then you say, what are their names?"

Aunt Wang opened her mouth and wanted to call out a name several times, but unfortunately she didn't say anything.

Cangyun breathed a sigh of relief, and there was a trace of loss in his heart.

A middle-aged man behind the village chief said: "Okay, village chief, now that everyone has lost their memory, don't embarrass Sister Wang." ”

The village chief sighed and shook his head, looked at Cang Yun, and then at the other young people: "You two, also from this village?"

Cangyun was very dazed, not knowing how to answer, and then looked at the young man next to him, with the same expression as himself.

The village chief asked the middle-aged man, "Are they from our village?"

The middle-aged man scratched his head in embarrassment: "Village chief, who knows, it should be, it looks familiar." ”

The village chief nodded: "Check the number of people in the village and see if it is." ”

The middle-aged man pondered for a moment: "Village chief, how many people are in our village?"

Silent.

Cangyun asked tentatively, "Have you forgotten this?"

Silence again.

A crow howled and flew by.

The village chief coughed: "I really don't know this." ”

Silence again.

I don't know who started first, and smiled heartily, breaking the silence.

Then everyone started laughing until they were heartless.

"Uh-huh. The village chief coughed again, ending the situation of the mentally handicapped child's joy: "Let's go, go back to the village first, it's all messy now, you can find a place to live by yourself." ”

The village chief took the lead and walked back to the village, and the middle-aged man came over and patted Cangyun and the young man on the shoulder: "Let's go, don't blame Sister Wang, she had a problem with her brain before the accident." ”

Cangyun and the young man didn't seem to understand, and followed the team into the village. The village is not big, it is very neat, each house is a wooden mechanism, made of logs, off the ground, erected in the air, the higher the house, the more ornate. Many houses have lifelike statues of wolves in front of their doors.

"Okay, find an empty house to live in, don't run around if you have nothing to do, lest you not come back. The middle-aged man walked at the end with Cangyun and the young man, and instructed before leaving.

The young man nodded ignorantly, and left by himself, Cangyun pondered for a moment, without the slightest clue, and saw that the middle-aged man had not gone far, so he caught up and said, "Uncle." ”

The middle-aged man stopped and said, "What's wrong?"

Cangyun asked, "You said something happened, amnesia or something, what the hell is going on?"

The middle-aged man frowned: "Oh, you don't take it lightly." The words were full of worry.

Cangyun's eyes widened: "Huh?"

The middle-aged man said, "You forgot? I'm Uncle Zhang." ”

Cangyun half-bowed and said, "Uncle Zhang is good." ”

Uncle Zhang nodded with satisfaction: "You still remember me." ”

A bean-sized cold sweat appeared on Cangyun's forehead, and he secretly said Isn't this what you just told me.

Uncle Zhang continued: "It's no wonder that you, like you, look like a little demon who doesn't have much Taoism, and it's not an exaggeration to be confused by the whole memory." ”

Cangyun's eyes widened: "Huh?"

Uncle Zhang was a little confused, and said, "Why are you still stupid? There were fools in the village before?"

Cang Yun really wanted to kick this Uncle Zhang's feet, but he still held back and asked, "Uncle Zhang, tell me what's going on, why don't I remember anything?"

Uncle Zhang cleared his throat: "Okay, who made Uncle Zhang a good demon." ”

"Demon?" Cangyun asked in surprise.

Uncle Zhang didn't care about Cangyun's expression, and said, "I'll just say it once, if you forget it again, Uncle Zhang may not remember it then." ”

Cangyun nodded hurriedly, listening carefully like a good student.

"First of all, our village is called Wolf Village, which was created by several wolf demons in the past, and then gradually formed a scale, and foreign demons moved in. Several wolf demon seniors were very hospitable, and took in all the demons who came to defect, regardless of race, form, or cultivation. But after all, this is a small village, and after so many years, there are less than four thousand demons. However, the demons in the village are all mutual help and love, and the relationship is very harmonious. After so many years, except for the collection of taxes from the city, there are no major events, and there will be no big monsters coming. Of course, fortunately, the city lord who manages us is very good, and the taxes are very light, so the demons of the wolf village can live and work in peace and contentment. ”

After saying a long sentence, Uncle Zhang swallowed and saliva, and Cangyun was sorting out the information.

Uncle Zhang continued: "Everything was fine, I know that there was a demon some time ago, what is the name? This demon's strength is not strong, but it can disturb the memory of other demons when they sleep, causing the victim to lose his memory, and for the demon whose cultivation is extremely low. Uncle Zhang glanced at Cangyun, meaning that Cangyun is a typical representative of a demon with extremely low cultivation: "It can even cause its memory to be chaotic, extremely chaotic, two days ago, there was a kid who always thought that he was a demon level, and he swore that his past experience was really difficult." ”

Cangyun was dumbfounded: "There is still such a thing?"

Uncle Zhang smiled: "How is it? You don't remember, young man, you don't have to cultivate more, you have a long ability, you won't be made like this by an illusion demon now." ”

Cang Yun asked, "Then Uncle Zhang, are you okay?"

Uncle Zhang looked proud: "You Uncle Zhang, I am a real demon now, no longer a little demon, a phantom demon may not be able to disturb my memory." ”

Cangyun looked longing: "It's amazing, then, demon?"

Cang Yun suddenly realized a question: "Uncle Zhang, you said that you are a demon?"

Uncle Zhang looked displeased: "What, don't you believe it? Do you want Uncle Zhang to show you your hands?"

Cangyun waved his hand again and again: "No, no, no." Swallowing his saliva, Cangyun calmed down: "Uncle Zhang, where is this?"

Uncle Zhang sighed: "It's really stupid, how low is your cultivation? ”

Cangyun paused for a moment: "I'm asking, which realm is this?"

Uncle Zhang looked at Cangyun like a living treasure: "Which realm?" Are you asking which realm this is?"

Cangyun nodded solemnly, and Uncle Zhang laughed: "Boy, this is the demon world!"

"Demon Realm?" Cang Yun muttered, raising his voice suddenly: "Demon Realm!" really startled Uncle Zhang.

"Child, are you alright?" said Uncle Zhang.

Cangyun was dizzy, and his mind went blank.

"Demon Realm, why did I come to the Demon Realm, who am I, where is my memory?"

Cangyun asked Cangtian speechlessly.

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