I don't know how long later, a dazzling light lit up in front of my eyes, piercing the endless darkness. It's like a closed chamber pushing open a door.

The boy couldn't help but cover his eyes with his hands, squinting, and trying to look at the light and the direction around him.

The darkness around them was like a mist, and I couldn't see anything clearly. In the bright light, there seemed to be a person walking slowly, an old man with gray hair to be exact.

A white robe melted into the thick mist, and the pure white hair swayed gently in the void, adding to the ethereal and illusory mystery.

"Are you an immortal?" the young man asked as he looked at the old man in confusion.

"Oh?" the old man looked at the boy with a smile, his majestic and kind eyes flashing, looking up and down.

"Don't you know me?"

The boy shook his head blankly.

"Oh! Looks like you've really lost your memory. After speaking, he grabbed the young man's left wrist with a wrinkled but warm hand, held the young man's arm flat with his right hand, and gently rested the two fingers of his left hand on the young man's pulse, closed his eyes, and seriously cut the young man's pulse to diagnose it.

"Uh, old man, what do you call you?" asked the young man weakly. Although he didn't know who the old man was, his intuition told him that this person was definitely not simple. Except for being able to perceive Zhang Siyu's care for her during the time of the injury, everything else was blank in his mind.

He desperately wanted to know who he was and what had happened to him. Why can't I remember anything? All memories are like being sealed in a pitch-black jar, and nothing can be seen. Every time I tried to touch my memory, the inside of my brain cracked and ached like a nuclear explosion. forced himself to give up unrealistic efforts.

The old man closed his eyes slightly, his eyes seemed to roll from side to side, he shook his head slightly, he did not speak, he felt as if he was still immersed in auscultation, and he did not have any desire to answer.

"Oh, old man, do you know me? I don't seem to remember anything, what do you know? can you tell me?" the young man asked intently, his words revealing a hint of anxiety.

The old man closed his eyes and frowned, probably interrupted by the teenager's questioning, and struggled to open his eyes. Blinked, raised eyebrows like long beards, and pursed his lips, "Well, the injury is still quite serious..."

The old man let go of the young man's hand, put his hands behind his back, and said thoughtfully, "It seems that this is the only way..."

After speaking, he stretched out his left hand and grabbed the young man's left palm, followed by a mysterious and surging force, with supreme majesty and irresistible momentum, like a turbulent wave, overwhelming the mountains and seas. Following the old man's hand, it was forcefully poured into the young man's left palm, and slowly and firmly climbed along the palm towards his wrist and forearm as if under the pressure of ten thousand jun.

Stopped when he reached the near-shoulder position, unable to move forward. As the power wanders, it can be seen with the naked eye, and there seems to be an indescribable, invisible barrier that is gradually broken, shattered, and finally dissolved by this powerful force.

To be precise, it should be a kind of prohibition that has been broken. The boy's left hand seemed to be freed. The interior seemed to hide thousands of troops, and at the moment of liberation, thousands of horses were inspired to gallop and neigh, gongs and drums charged in unison, shouting mightily, and releasing a faint colorful glow, and peace was restored in an instant. After the faint gold slowly melted, everything returned to the ordinary, as if nothing had happened.

The boy looked at what was happening in front of him in amazement, not knowing what to say.

At this moment, the old man's free right hand and palm gently slid in front of the young man's eyes, a warm and attractive, invisible energy, like a huge star pulling the planet revolving around it, the irresistible pull was fused in the freedom, so that the soul of the young man's forehead felt a trance and concussion caused by the momentary attraction.

The feeling didn't last long, and a moment later a tidal wave of chaotic power poured into the boy's eyes.

The young man's forehead seemed to have lifted a mist-like veil from the impact of the force just now, revealing a hazy pupil that slowly stretched and woke up.

Because of the baptism of the power that had just been infused, the eyes became clearer and brighter, and the objects were seen more clearly. Looking around, the fog is like muddy water that has been added to alum, purifying the turbidity and gradually becoming clearer.

The old man let go of his hand and let out a long breath, "Uh! it's almost enough..."

"What the hell?" the boy looked confused.

"Can anyone tell me what I've just been through?" the boy was horrified.

The old man's chattering expression, and his secretive words, made the young man very mad and powerless. I feel that the thoughts of the two are not on the same channel at all, like chickens and ducks talking.

"What should I do?" the boy asked himself.

After calming down, the young man began to analyze carefully in his heart.

It was obvious that the old man should have known about his situation, and the teenager gradually recalled several very important details of the meeting with the old man.

First of all, the old man's expression was very familiar when he saw him, and the first instinct reflected was that he and the old man should know each other very well, and it was not a reaction to seeing a stranger at all.

Second, the old man asked, "Don't you know me?"

This seems to be a self-questioning and self-talking, although there are not many words, but there is a lot of information.

First of all, it is directly possible to confirm that they are familiar with each other, and their amnesia should be solid. And the old man should know why he has amnesia, that is, who he really is, where is his home, what is going on, or what he should do. The old man must have cleared the door.

Third: The old man took the initiative to take the pulse, saying that he was seriously injured, proving that he must have experienced something very important and seriously injured before he lost his memory. And why did he get hurt, what injuries he suffered, who hurt him, and how to solve them. Estimating these problems, the old man is also very clear.

If all the previous questions are true, then if you continue to reason with this logic, you will get a very important message: you should be in a very dangerous situation at the moment.

For the enemy is in the dark, and the self is in the light. And he has lost his memory, like a wasted person. It's completely man-made, and I'm in the state of fish.

In this case, the old man just made a series of actions, "It seems that this is the only way..." , this wave of operations should be to save themselves. Although I can't understand what the effect is, at least I can prove that I can't die at the moment, or that this old man can help him, although I don't know for what purpose, at least the forces behind him don't want him to be in danger, which means that he is still safe at the moment. But what will happen in the future, then you need to decide on the situation.