As soon as Meng Po put down the towel and asked Yuan An, "Do you want to come in?"

Yuan An nodded hurriedly and asked, "Can I blow your hair?"

Meng Poyi's hair is very long, extremely silky and elastic, in fact, she doesn't usually need anything like a hair dryer, she wraps it in an absorbent towel and twists it, and it is almost half dry. However, hearing Yuan An's inquiry, she still nodded.

As soon as Meng Po sat on the bed, Yuan An stood next to her and blew her hair, the hair dryer was on the hot air, mid-range, her fingers passed through the hair, and she gently massaged her scalp, which was very comfortable.

"Yuan Shore. Meng Po suddenly called.

"Huh?" Yuan An looked down at her, seeing that she didn't speak but looked at herself, she suddenly said, "Little aunt, let's get married!"

After saying that, he became annoyed, how could such an important matter be so rash?

However, Meng Poyi, like every reaction before, nodded extremely obediently, then thought about it and said, "I have already visited the church, and I am considered married." However, according to the meaning of modern people, there is still a marriage certificate missing. ”

Yuan An immediately said, "Then we'll go and get the certificate tomorrow." ”

Most of the hair quickly dried, and then the blowing action gradually stopped.

"Yuan An?" Meng Po raised her head, and suddenly crashed into Yuan An's deep and warm eyes.

"Little aunt. Yuan An held a hair dryer in one hand, lowered his head and kissed her.

The moment she was pressed on the bed, Meng Poyi's first reaction was to reach out and pull out the plug of the hair dryer that was still "buzzing".

The next day, when Meng Po opened her eyes, she saw a pair of blank eyes.

Yuan An sat at the head of the bed in a regular manner, and when he saw her wake up, he was relieved, and at the same time he was a little at a loss.

"You're finally awake, that's great!" Yuan An said and paused for a moment, and asked cautiously, "Excuse me, girl, can you explain to me what the situation is now?"

Meng Poyi: "......"

At that moment, all kinds of routines that I had heard about scumbags eating dry and not admitting their accounts flashed in Meng Po's mind. However, her face was extremely calm, she got up calmly, entered the cloakroom after washing, and opened the door after changing her clothes.

Yuan An still maintained the same posture she had when she left, like a big dog, and when she saw her come out, her eyes immediately lit up, but she quickly lowered her head, listless, and was so ashamed that she couldn't immediately kneel down and plead guilty.

As soon as Meng Po walked to the chaise longue under the window and sat down, Yuan An immediately turned his head with him. It's just that the unfamiliar look that occasionally flashed in those eyes made Meng Poyi close her eyes a little uncomfortable.

"What's going on?" Meng Po asked.

Yuan An shook his head blankly and pitifully, "I don't know." He looked at Meng Poyi, not knowing if it was his own delusion, Meng Poyi always felt that he was going to cry.

"I don't remember. Yuan An said frustratedly, "I don't know who I am, and I don't know who you are, I forgot everything before yesterday." ”

As soon as Meng Po raised her hand and put it on the top of his head, Yuan An's fingers moved, but he quickly gave up his instinctive counterattack, and even lowered his head slightly, so that Meng Po, who raised his hand, moved less hard.

"It's actually the sequelae of the double soul induction?" Meng Po frowned, secretly saying that she was negligent, and she never thought that this sequelae would remain until now before she reacted.

"Is it serious?" Yuan An looked at her cautiously and said distressedly, "Don't be sad, I'm not uncomfortable." I just can't remember what happened before, and it's a little troublesome. The ......," his face suddenly turned weirdly red, and he stammered, "You can tell me that we're ...... What is the relationship between the two of us?"

Meng Po looked at him faintly, knowing that she didn't blame him, but suddenly she was annoyed that he lost his memory at this time.

"We ......," Meng Po paused and continued, "It doesn't matter. ”

"How is that possible?" Yuan An was so shocked that he stood up directly.

Meng Po raised her head and asked him, "Aren't you amnesia?"

"I'm amnesia. Yuan An lowered his head, blushed again, and muttered for a long time, "But I think I must love you very much." ”

Otherwise, how could she be at the moment when she opened her eyes, her brain was already blank, but when she saw her lying in the crook of her arm, her heart was immediately filled with joy and satisfaction. From the time she woke up to the present, all her thoughts could only be placed on her, and she couldn't think about anything else.

Meng Po suddenly laughed and asked him, "Then do you still want to get the certificate?"

"Get the certificate?" Yuan An was puzzled, half loud, his eyes lit up a little, "Is it a marriage certificate?"

"Or else?"

"Can you still get the certificate?" Yuan An nodded busily, "If you want to go, go now." ”

After speaking, he didn't give Meng Po time to react, turned around and rummaged through the cabinets to find something.

"What are you looking for?" Meng Po frowned slightly, so abnormal, can the sequelae still make people stupid?

"ID card, household registration booklet. Yuan An turned back and smiled at her, then turned around and continued to search, "I think this must be our home, and everything must be at home." With these, you can go and get the certificate. ”

It seems that although Yuan An has lost his memory, he is still not urgent about getting married.

"There's no need to rush at this moment. ”

Yuan An suddenly remembered that Meng Po had just gotten up, and hurriedly got up and said, "Yes, no hurry!" After thinking about it, he said a little twisted, "That's ...... What should I call you?"

Meng Poyi said without hesitation: "Little aunt." ”

His absolute trust in Meng Poyi made Yuan An not have the slightest suspicion of this rather strange title, and he asked with a sunny smile: "Little aunt, are you hungry?"

Meng Po nodded.

"I'm going to make breakfast, wait for me, it'll be fine soon." Yuan An said and walked out, but soon came back and asked a little ashamedly, "That...... Where's the kitchen?"

After eating breakfast absent-mindedly, Yuan An took the various documents given to him by Meng Poyi, took Meng Poyi's hand and happily ran to the Civil Affairs Bureau, and smoothly received the certificate.

After that, a phone call from Ji Hui, the head of the Ji family, made the two people who went home have to change directions.

"Miss Meng. Ji Hui personally led it out, and after a brief greeting, he led Meng Poyi and Yuan An directly to the Ji family's study.

After thousands of years of operation, the scale of this study room is comparable to that of several normal-sized libraries.

"I've found something, and I think I should let Miss Meng know about it too. Ji Hui said as he walked, "There are too many things in the study, and this volume has been in a semi-sealed state, so it has been ignored. ”

What Ji Hui found was the personal handwriting of the Sect Master of the Thousand Years Foreword Prison Sect. It is also this record that finally completes the story of a thousand years ago.

It turned out that after Yuan Chen'an cursed Meng Poyi, he also cast a spell on himself, cursing himself to guard Zisang Minghuan's side for ten lifetimes, and the price of all this was his life in that life and his soul after ten lifetimes.

Meng Po didn't speak, about this, in fact, she already had a guess in her psychology, and now it's just a certainty.

At the beginning, Meng Poyi really thought that these descendants of the Yuan family, who would always come to her side for various reasons, were out of Yuan Chen'an's guilt.

Later, I guessed that it might be Yuan Chen'an herself in every life, because how could it be so coincidental that she could fall in love with the person who came to her side in every life.

So she left a word for Yuan Chen'an's soul in every life, but he never did it, and in the next life, everything returned to the original point.

And the other point is because Meng Po found out that Yuan An's soul body was not as good as the first life, until this life, his master and brother bothered to save him, and after coming to Meng Poyi's side, she spent a lot of thought before she temporarily settled down.

But even so, she used to hope that she guessed wrong, and when she completely disappeared one day, Yuan An would be free.

Now that this speculation has been confirmed, Meng Po closed her eyes and felt heartache in an instant.

Yuan An looked at her distressedly, quietly stretched out his hand, and held Meng Poyi's hand tightly in his palm.

Ji Huimo took the notes in his hand, and there was one more thing he didn't say. That was the curse a thousand years ago, and in fact, the Yan Hell Sect was also involved.

Although the curse of the Prison Sect was broken by him, there was a reason why he suddenly ran out of qi for no reason before.

A thousand years ago, Yuan Chen'an was kind to the sect master of the Yan Prison Sect, and he taught Yuan Chen'an the spell, and Yuan Chen'an was amazingly talented, and he could understand it at all. And when the tragedy of the Nine Xuanzong and the Holy Gate of the Holy Gate occurred, because Meng Po's killing was too heavy, Yuan Chen'an was not enough to lose the life of the previous life and the soul body after the tenth life, so the sect master of the Yan Prison Sect used the Yan Prison Sect ten generations later as a companion in exchange for the complete success of this spell.

It was also at this time that Ji Hui Fang understood what she meant by cause and effect when Meng Po came to help before, and she should have guessed the reasons for this.

As for Zhao Qianrong, thinking of what she had done before, Ji Hui's eyes were dark, thinking that she was just hiding in the Yan Prison Sect and stealing some spell-related cheats, but now it seems that Zhao Qianrong should know more.

Later, Ji Hui asked about the soul attracting people, and Meng Po said, "Everyone has a certain task in the world, and when the task is about to end, it is perceived. She paused and said with some solemnity, "However, after a thousand years, my tasks are still nine hundred and ninety-nine. ”

When Ji Hui heard this, he instantly understood what she meant.

Generally speaking, living beings are lifeless, and most of them enter reincarnation, waiting for the opportunity to be reincarnated. Unless you have a deep grudge, you will become a ghast.

Now that the task is still so far away, but it is said that it is going to end, it can only be said that in the short term, something big will happen.

"Is there anything unusual?" asked Ji Hui.

"The only anomaly......" Meng Po said about the emperor's evil.

"Emperor evil?" Ji Hui's expression became solemn, and he pleaded to Meng Poyi, "Zhao Qianrong has some origins in the Yan Prison Sect after all, if there is any change, please let me know." ”

Meng Po nodded in agreement.