Leaving that study, I made a request to him. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"I have to go back to my little house, I have something there."

"The house has long been emptied, and everything in it is here, tell me what you want."

"I have a book, it's thick." I reached out and gestured to the size of the book, "Have you seen it?" ”

He thought for a moment and replied, "No." ”

"Alright, I'm going back to Italy." I can always find something in my study.

"Okay." He nodded and said, "Step out of this door and you're in Italy." ”

I looked at him quizzically. Indeed, I opened the door and went to the study instead of the living room, and I don't know what was going on. "How?" I asked.

"This is my place, I establish the rules."

It sounds familiar, and I feel like someone has said the same thing to me. It's the same as it was, though, and I don't remember anything.

In fact, the most incomprehensible thing for me is that I believe in these gods and ghosts. The legend of the sword he told me just now, and when it came out, I heard someone talking in my ear, which I can explain with many, many scientific things, but I choose to believe it, and take it for granted. Does it have something to do with what happened during that time that I don't remember?

My amnesia is divided into two parts. Part was before I woke up in Piazzale Michelangelo, and part before I woke up in the hole below that valley.

What's the connection? What have I done in both periods?

These doubts made my desire to regain my memories strong.

"Is it good for you if I die?" I asked him.

"All I do is keep you alive."

"What's your name?"

"Zhang Yimo."

Keep me alive? I do live now. There are only him and that Master Liu here, and even though Master Liu may be my companion, it is clear that Master Liu is more loyal to him.

He stepped out the door with me, and outside it was my bedroom. The way I feel, I've only been away from it for a few months. In fact, I haven't been here in over a year. The room, as I can remember, was the way I left.

I walked to the closet in the hallway, pushed open my clothes, pulled up the planks, and the door to the study came into view.

"Oops! Key! "I remembered that the keys were still in the spa hotel, and I was carrying my bag at the time...

"Where did you put it?" He asked me.

"A hot spring hotel."

He frowned at my answer, and after a moment of thought, he asked me, "What were you doing at the spa hotel?" ”

"My companion and I are in a meeting."

"Who are they?"

"Ah Cheng, Tsering, Master Liu, a young man of eighteen or nineteen years old, and a strong man and a child." I remember those people. Seriously, I only saw them for a while, and then I couldn't see anything.

"Listen to Nini, I'm also at the spa hotel. At that time, there were no eighteen or nineteen-year-old youths, no Tsering, no children, and you didn't leave anything behind. His expression became serious. Why are you meeting? ”

I sensed he was serious. If what he said was true, then he should have been in my memory, but I don't have him in my memory, and there must be some reason for that. Since it was already last year, there is no secret.

I told him everything I remembered, and if he changed his mind and wanted to kill me because of it, then I would run away with that door. I've got a knack for getting there as long as I push open the door and think about where I'm going. So, when I finished, I was almost leaning against that door, my hands clutching the doorknob behind my back.

He was silent, especially when I talked about getting the stones, and his expression was a little angry.

After a while he spoke to me, "Nini, your identity has been taken away and you have been given some false memories. ”

"What do you mean by that?" Who can change the memory? Hypnotism?

"You remember Orlante, do you remember the thinking questions?" He lit a cigarette and handed it to me, and he lit one for himself.

"I've read about it in books, but I haven't elaborated on them, just that they're one of the five eastern kingdoms of Orlante?" He said yes, that means I know all these things.

"The mind body is an intelligent microorganism that has been cultivated by the people of Orlante, that is, Banka Buka. There are three types of thinking bodies, the first type is the water system, which is used to transmit information, the second type is the fire system, which belongs to the advanced thinking body, which can fulfill the will of the subject, and the third type is the god system, which is the thinking body created by God with himself as the subject. Divine minds are not true minds, they are more inclined to God's will. But I've seen a god-like mindset completely detached from the main body before, and he's a great young man. At this point, he sighed, "I hope you can save him." ”

I looked at him puzzled. He continued: "After your identity is taken away, all that remains is the memory of others in this world, and all your current behavior, including language ability, can be retained, relying on the memory of others in this world to you, and it is their memory of you that protects the remaining you. However, the memories you received within two hours of entering that valley were the work of the first type of water-based mind. Did you drink water in there? ”

"Nope. I woke up from a hole at the bottom of the valley, where there was mist, but there was no water, only a black mire that smelled of fish. "I think back to that scene and I want to vomit.

"It's supposed to be the fog, yes. The black quagmire you're talking about, actually—" he paused, and continued, "Anyway, your memory is wrong, and someone deliberately made you remember that game." Just remember that game. He concluded.

"Who are the people involved in that game?"

"The people you meet, they're all involved. I'm also involved. Zhang Yimo opened the door and went back to his bedroom, bringing two glasses of water from there. It felt amazing, like walking to the next set.

I took a sip.

"But I don't remember you." I'm feeling a little down, what are the other episodes that I'm missing?

"That guy doesn't want to get himself in trouble." He laughs.

"That person? The person you said was texting? Who the hell is he? I asked. It seems that this Zhang Yimo can indeed deal with that person.

"Hunt down your men." He did not mention names.

"Is it also him who manipulates those thinking bodies to mess up my memory?" I asked.

"No, it should be Modai who manipulates those thinking bodies." He came back to me and said, "The Modai people call Mo Boss, and he used to be an old friend of your father. I went to look for you in the valley and saw him running to the bottom of the valley, and considering your situation, if I had done something with him there, you might have died. ”

I heard something about me trying to find a rock. It seems that before this, Zhang Yimo made him suffer a little, so he wanted to solve the matter as soon as possible and touch Zhang Yimo from my memory.

The more I disguised it, the more I couldn't hide it, and the other party first mentioned my companion in my memory, then told me that there were six people, and then showed them to me. There was no Zhang Yimo among these six people, he wanted to avoid it deliberately. But this method didn't work for me, I didn't trust my companions, I didn't believe in Zhang Yimo, and of course, I didn't trust the people who threatened me.

Damn, I've got to get my memories back, I'm going to have to kill whoever takes my memories!

"Then you said that the person who took my identity is also the same Modai?" I asked.

"No, he doesn't have that ability. Or rather, he is not qualified. ”

I frowned and looked at the gloomy sky outside the window, and an inexplicable anger grew in my heart. I am very familiar with this anger, and I even feel relieved when it comes out, at least I still have it.

"How can I find the person who took my memories?" I asked him.

"The only one who can take away your identity is the divine mind, and you must also get your own consent, because of the particularity of your identity, there is no doubt about this." The next words came after he hesitated for a long time: "There are many god-based thinking bodies, and only you know who took your identity. If you can't remember, then the easiest thing to do is to kill the gods. When the main subject is gone, the derived thinking body will be destroyed. ”

Kill the gods!? Is there really a god in this world? I have long been firm in my heart for the answer. "God is just a civilization ahead of its time." I said to myself.

Kill the gods.

"Why should I trust you?" I was angry, but anger can be exploited.

"Why not? It doesn't hurt you. He laughed.

"What would happen to me if those who remembered me died?"

"If that's the case, you don't exist in this world." He got up and walked around my bedroom. Compared to his bedroom outside the door, it looked very ordinary.

"You mean, I'm going to die?"

"In the words of the world, it is." He pursed his lips and made a helpless look.

Looks like I've got something to do again. Those who remember me, I'm going to find them all. Until I reclaim my memories, none of these people can die!

"Alright, now let's get down to business." He walked over to the study door, put his palm on it, and after a few seconds, the door opened.

"What did you do?" I can't understand how he opened them.

"There's... Forehead... Fingerprint reader. He reluctantly explained. It was a wooden door, and there were no such things. I glared at him, and the door opened.

This study is the last time I visited, or rather, it is what I remember now. Katana display wall, bookcases, desks, oil painting version of the world map, and photographs of the entire wall by the door.

I walked straight to my desk and opened the drawer. Inside were a hundred thousand euros, a mobile phone and an iPod.

Now I understand that these things exist, but they are not the same as memory. I didn't take them with me. So...

I looked up over the bookcase. Neat bookshelves, each floor filled with old books. But there was one layer that was a palm's width away. The book isn't here!

I hurried over. That's right, that's where I pick up my books.

"The book is gone." I said. I don't know who took it, but it could be me. "Let's go, what I'm looking for isn't here."

Afterwards. I stayed with Zhang Yimo for a week, and I kept looking for that book, but there were very few places I could go because I remembered very few places. When I'm fine, I'll go through that door to where I want to go. I have a limited memory, and the only places I can go are the villa in Gal, the little house, the spa hotel, the bedrooms in Italy, and the airport. Sometimes it's when I think of a way to try it, and sometimes it's just boring and I want to take a walk. I can't go too far because I can't remember the way.

I noticed that my memory started to decrease.

Zhang Yimo often goes out, to some far away places, some places I haven't heard of or been to, or I've been, I don't know. I didn't see him most of the time. Sometimes when he woke up, he slept next to me, covered in dust.

One day, I had a dream. In my dream, I was in endless darkness, and Zhang Yimo stood opposite me. I reached for him, only to find myself disappearing little by little.

I woke up from a dream feeling down. Heavy breathing sounded in my ears, and he slept next to me, his feathers broken all over his body, and his clothes stained with mud.

I looked at him for a long time and I was curious to know what the hell this person was to me. Reaching down his cheek, I think my face looks serious now.

"Are you awake?" He asked, closing his eyes. My hand stayed in the air for a moment, then retracted. I can't guess this person, I feel some changes in myself here during this time, I have become patient, I have become quieter, and these changes are related to the person in front of me? Or is it just my nature?

Frowning and closing my eyes, I sighed.

I'm always remembering that study. Where are those pictures on the wall, where are those places? What are my previous memories like? Where is this place? How does that door work, and where does it really lead?

Things are not that simple, I can feel that Zhang Yimo is a powerful character. In the face of an opponent like Zhang Yimo, the person who sent the text message was definitely not an ordinary person, and I was by no means an incompetent third lady.

"Get up and have breakfast. I'll take you somewhere today," his voice was already coming from the door. I got out of bed and washed.

Go out and come to the living room. In the living room sat a woman with short hair and a big belly.

Zhang Yimo turned around and closed the bedroom door and walked out with me. The woman ran up to me excitedly and asked, "Are you okay?" Did you hurt anything? ”

I don't remember her.

"Me! It's me! I'm Xia Ying! Are you angry? She hugged me and cried as she spoke, and her big belly weighed me down.

I patted her on the back and pushed her away a little.

"I don't have a very good memory lately." I replied politely.

Zhang Yimo instructed Master Liu to bring breakfast.

"I'm going to eat dumplings, corn-filled." She sobbed and told me, her crying expression slowly turning into a coquettish one.

"Hmm—" I frowned, feeling that something was wrong.

Zhang Yimo sat next to him and watched all this, sighed and said to Xia Ying, "I asked you to watch her, and you actually went to call her?" ”

"I'm watching." Xia Ying lowered her head aggrievedly and pleaded.

"She's going to Tibet?" Zhang Yimo asked.

"But the other party said that you were arrested by them, and..."Xia Ying replied. Zhang Yimo's expressionless face made Xia Ying so frightened that she didn't dare to say another word.

"What do you mean by looking at me?" I asked. He's spying on me?

"The young master said that you behaved abnormally during that time, let me look at you." Xia Ying blurted out.

"What time?"

"It's after you came back from South America." She replied in a whisper.

"Who do we mean?" Who have I travelled with?

"I only know that you, the young master, and Master Liu have gone, and I don't know anything else."

I looked at Zhang Yimo, I stayed with him for a week, he didn't mention a word, these things can basically be finished in a day or two, but he didn't talk about it. Why?

"Let's eat first." I say. Now I can't even trust my memory, I can only judge by what is in front of me.

After eating, Xia Ying was sent away by Master Liu. Zhang Yimo took me back to the bedroom.

"Do you remember what I told you about that sword?" Zhang Yimo opened the bedroom door, and it turned out to be a wardrobe outside. He took out two sets of hiking clothes and two bags of hiking luggage from them.

"Frost's sorrow, you say?" I remembered the chilling two-handed sword in the library.

"After the Great Apocalypse, civilization appeared, and someone discovered it, and it was at that time that it escaped from the gates of hell. After Gallus woke up, he touched the civilization of that era and started a new civilization. "He dressed me in a hiking suit and shoes. Then he hid a dagger in my stocking.

"Is it because of the sword?"

"No, because of something else." He quickly put on his mountaineering suit. We packed our bags and set off.

The door opened again, and it turned out to be the airport in Fog City.

"Where are we going?" I followed him to change my boarding pass, and my documents and tickets were all with him.

"Go to the valley where I found you." He said.

I didn't say a word after boarding, he wrote down the formula in a small notebook.

A few hours later, we were already in the car on our way to Ali. The next day, we were already standing in front of the big crack he was talking about.

"That's where you went down." Zhang Yimo said.

"Is this the valley down here?" I looked into the cracks in the ground, and I didn't know how deep it was, and I couldn't see the bottom at all. "Shall we go down from here?"

"I'm just taking you to see it, the way down is somewhere else." He said.

"Why did I go down from here?"

"I don't know, I left for a while when you went down. Listen to Master Liu, you jumped down. ”

"Are you sure?" We turned away from the crack. This is a temple, and he took me to the side of a huge rock in the backyard of the temple. There is a gap between the rocks and the mountain, which is large enough for one person to go sideways. We took off our backpacks and led them with ropes, and walked sideways to the seams in turn.

"Judging by your recent performances, you probably didn't even blink when you jumped."

"How deep is that crack?"

"Close to a thousand meters."

"How much rope did we bring?" A thousand meters! Isn't this a joke, is it investigated? Analyzed? Is there a detailed report on what follows?

"No, you didn't understand what I meant." He stopped, turned his head and said, "You jumped." It's literal, and when we don't even react, you jump. Then he smiled at the flashlight in my hand.

Oh, my God! What kind of joke is this? I just jumped more than a thousand meters into the abyss like that? Am I bent on dying or am I completely sure? Sounds crazy! It seems that it is true that he said that I was not quite right during that time.

"Luckily, the crack is straight in the end, and you didn't fall much halfway through." He turned his head and walked on. "But if you don't know the distance, that's another story."

Maybe he's just having fun. I stopped talking and quietly followed him inside.

This crack is derived from the mountain, and the speed of our progress increases as the road widens. Half an hour later, we finally came to a slightly wide place, and not far away a mountain stream glowed red.

"This gap has become longer, probably because the mechanism was activated before, which caused some places to change accordingly." Zhang Yimo used a flashlight to shine behind him on the road we had just come.

"You've been here before?" I walked to the stream. The stream flows out of the cave on the left, and then there is also a cave on the right. I looked inside, and there were rocks on either side of the cave that were a man's width to walk on.

"You've been here too." He followed.

"There may be a fault ahead." I crouched down and touched the water with the tips of my fingers. Hot. At such a high altitude, the water is still hot, and the hand is warm to the touch, so the water temperature should be above 30 degrees, and there must be magma underneath. The fissure was 1,000 meters deep, but the cave I was in didn't feel hot. The geography here is a bit interesting.

"You—" Zhang Yimo looked at me, his eyes reflecting the reddened stream. Yes, a thousand-meter drop. ”

"God, I'm going to drown on the way." I jokingly followed him.

In the cave where the stream flowed, he and I walked one after the other against the mountain wall. The water was very deep, and the further you went, the wider the surface of the water, and finally reached the size of a small river.

We walked in the cave for ten minutes, and the rocks that we could step on became narrower and narrower, and by the time we reached the fault, there was only the width of the sole of our foot.

Outside the cave is a larger cave that goes downward.

"Are you really going to jump?" He hadn't touched his hiking luggage along the way, and there was no place for us to do anything safe.

"Don't worry, you're going to love it." As he spoke, he grabbed me with one hand and jumped out, then pulled me into his arms and hugged me. "In fact, you're the best at that." We started to fall, he laughed, and strangely, I gradually lost consciousness.

By the time I opened my eyes again, we were already on the ground. It's like just going down a step!

God!

"We jumped off?" I was a little overwhelmed, and he was holding me at the moment.

"There are vines next to the fault, and we are lying down from the vines little by little." He put me down.

"But I don't remember anything."

"That's true, you fell asleep when we jumped to the vines." He spoke lightly, as if he were joking.

"So you saved me?"

"No, I'm just trying not to disturb your sleep." He waved his hand and looked like a gentleman.

I still couldn't understand it, but anyway, I came down.

There was no big lake down there, and the water plunged into a huge hole to continue its journey. So where is it down there, and where does it lead?

Directly opposite the current was another hole, and we headed for it.

"Why are we starting from Fog City?" I asked.

"To leave a trace."

Vestige. I've heard that from Gal. Who are these traces for? What are they hiding beneath the traces?

There were steps down from the hole, and I used a flashlight to shine around as I walked all the way through the cave. The cave is very strange, and the walls of the cave are painted with strange patterns, but the colors of those patterns are very new, and they are not more than 20 years old. It can't be a crazy artist who comes here to leave great work, so what is it here?

We walked down the stairs and turned left into a slender path. It was pitch black above, and the light of the flashlight illuminated the path under our feet in the darkness.

After following this path for a few minutes, I saw a dry blood stain on the ground, a large patch. There were blood stains on the walls on both sides, as well as on the higher grounds. But the road does not seem to have a top, and looking at the shape of the bloodstains, it should be something that fell from above and fell here.

"Tut-tut." Zhang Yimo shook his head and said, "Miserable." ”

"It's supposed to be some animal that fell. You can see that the blood stains here are round, and they are all over the place, and the farthest is seven or eight meters. "I used a flashlight to find the dried lump on the road behind Zhang Yimo, which should be meat sauce." It's really shattering. I sighed.

"yes, broken bones." He smiled wryly and said, "This is your masterpiece." Above are large cracks. ”

"What?!" I was stunned, I jumped off it and fell like this! It's a meatloaf!

"It's a daily routine for you." He sighed and turned to continue walking. "But I'd rather you stay quiet. Just like just now. ”

It's a shocking scene, and unless I'm bent on death, I'm a madman.

Without making any more stops, I quickly kept up with Zhang Yimo's pace. Soon we turned into a cul-de-sac with a square opening in the ground. I recognized the openings on the roofs of the houses in the valley. Well, we should have reached the valley.

There was a ladder under the entrance, and we climbed down and entered a room. The room was not wide, and the door was open. There was light outside the door, the light of the tree.

There was a broken table in the room, and there were scrolls stacked on it. I opened it and I didn't recognize any of the words on it.

"It's Zhang-zhung." Zhang Yimo said beside him, opened his mountaineering backpack, and took out a few pictures from it for comparison. I saw that one of those pictures had a black background and a few spots of light in the upper left of the picture. I've seen this picture, right in my memory, in my car, those two pictures.

"What is this?" I asked him, pointing to the picture.

"The cave found in the eye of the ocean." He answered me.

"You took it?"

"No, I didn't go that time. You took them to scout and brought them back. He intently compared the other picture with the text on the scroll, answering my question without much thought. He didn't lie.

I've been to Eye of the Ocean survey?

After confirming that these were Zhangxiong characters, he put away the pictures and went out with me. It was a relatively high position in the valley, and the trunk of the tree was level in front of you.

"What kind of tree is this tree?"

"The Tree of True Knowledge, a legacy of the Orlant era."

"This is where the Zhangxiong people live?"

"No, it's a prison."

We walked a little down the roof, and there should be no access to anything else. Where is he going? What was he looking for?

We've come to where he saved me. This is the middle layer of the valley.

"What was the kind of pressure that almost killed me last time?" He said it was because I had lost my identity, but what did that really mean.

"Exclusivity." He turned into a house with a lot of shiny leaves, which were supposed to have fallen from the big tree.

"What the hell are we looking for?" I stood in the doorway.

"Find annoying stuff here." He found a painting under the cabinet in the house and motioned for me to come and look at it.

It was a sketch, and in such an environment, the painting looked out of place, like finding a poster of Detective Conan inside the Terracotta Army. There is no inscription on the painting, but it contains an apple on an old wooden table. The painting didn't appear yesterday, but it didn't appear hundreds of years ago, and judging by the degree of yellowing, I'm guessing that the painting was no more than ten years here. That said, this mysterious cave has been used all the time.

"Whose prison is this?" Is it the Zhangxiong she is talking about?

"This is the prison for reformers." He put the painting away, and we continued down the valley.

"What is a transformer?" I followed him.

"Everything in this valley is imitated, and the real valley is 4,000 meters below this valley." He dodged my question, gave me a glowing leaf and said, "Keep a memento." ”

"You mean this place is fake?" I was a little surprised.

"Yes. This place is built according to the real valley, one to ten, here is a miniature version. ”

I looked up at the valley above, which was already huge for me, but he said that the real valley was ten times bigger than here, and it was still 4,000 meters underground. Regardless of anything else, the mere existence is already a miracle.

A place like this, copied out as a prison for reformed people, what are those reformed people used for? Did the builders want to simulate an era?

I looked at the shiny leaves in my hand, the lines on the leaves were clear but lacking a sense of beauty, and their lines were so stiff that they made the leaves look a bit like glowing circuit boards.

Before we knew it, we had reached the floor of the house above the bone pile. If I remember correctly, the platform had to go down to the smelly swamp.

"There's something wrong with the mist down there, and you might be hallucinating later." He lit a cigarette and handed me one. After the two of us finished our cigarettes, we descended from the platform of the bone pile, and then crawled a little bit to the edge of the swamp below.

If you enter here, you will already enter the mist. The mist was quite thick, and the fishy smell of the swamp instantly turned into my nostrils, and I almost threw up.

"This is the hole." I covered my nose and walked to the first scene where I had escaped and said, "I woke up inside." ”

"How deep?" He took a flashlight and shone it into the cave.

"Sixty or seventy meters or so. This swamp stinks. ”

"You can see what it is, the flashlight is in your hand." Zhang Yimo didn't look back and continued to observe the situation in the cave.

I shone my flashlight at the swamp, and the black stinking mud glowed crimson in the light, staining the piles of bones around it red. There is fog here, the lighting environment is not good, and if anyone accidentally falls, they will fall into this red quagmire... I seemed to understand, and hurriedly turned off the back point.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Yimo turned around and asked me.

I hurriedly picked up the flashlight I had extinguished and covered the head of the lamp with my palm. He reacted quickly, hurriedly turned off the flashlight, turned to look at the swamp, and half-crouched.

I threw the leaf in my hand into the swamp wrapped in a bone that he had told me to keep, and waited quietly.

The wait is long, it's stressful, and we don't know when it's going to happen, but all we can do is wait. So what are we waiting for?

We're waiting for it—a blood-red monster with three layers of fangs in its bloody mouth, each of which is like a sharp knife, and if it bites it, there will be no bones left.

The monster's head was as big as a toilet, and when it opened its mouth, it was as if the lid of the toilet had been lifted.

I threw the bones and leaves into the swamp for more than ten seconds, and the thing came out of the bottom of the pool like an arrow and bit the leaves and bones. Then, due to inertia, it continued to rush upward, and its body came out little by little. Finally completely exposed to the air.

It's a catfish monster! The catfish is fine! Its entire length is about seven or eight meters, and it is bright red, which may also be due to the environment. It has no eyes.

It fell back into the swamp and then vanished.

Silence returned, but I was terrified. I believe this is the monster I've ever seen in my life with a disgusting mouth.

"What's that?" I asked Zhang Yimo.

"A kind of modified." He replied. "These things are long gone. What you just saw was an ordinary catfish that had been modified to look like a silk fish, but had no intelligence. ”

"It's another makeover." I said to myself. Don't think about it, the cry he said is certainly not what we have in our time.

"What are we looking for prison information for?" I asked.

"Make sure the people who remember you are still alive." He said, then turned and jumped down the hole where I woke up.

I hurried to follow, crawling down the chain. I heard someone talking, right next to me.

"If you don't find the stone, you'll never see the Great Sage."

"You only need the Great Sage, and we just take what we need."

"Baby, I'll find you."

"You've got to make a decision quickly, or they're going to die one by one."

"Hey, relax, your dad's death wasn't my fault."

"Kill Zhang Yimo."

The voices overlapped, as if there were countless people talking, and as if they were all the same person talking. I thought maybe I should hold my head and shout "Stop talking", but I just listened and kept crawling. I didn't resist, because I suddenly felt that they had a point. I'm going down, I'm going to kill Zhang Yimo.

I snuck out the dagger he had hidden in my sock, and when I was on the ground, I hid it in my sleeve so that I could use it for a while.

"Nini, come here, there's a passage over here." Zhang Yimo's voice sounded to my left. He didn't turn on the flashlight, and I had to walk by sound.

"Where are you?" I whispered, "Pull me, I'm almost unsteady on my feet, and the road is uneven." ”

"Come on." Zhang Yimo's voice sounded again, and he reached out and pulled me over. With a good chance, I pounced on him with his strength and raised my dagger to stab him. I could feel that I had pierced him, and the dagger was sharp, and I had a lot of strength, and the dagger was poking in the flesh. Then he took my hand and let go, then wrapped his arms around my waist and pressed me to his chest. I tried my best to take out the dagger and continue to attack him, but he slammed it against the wall. With a wall behind me and him in front of me, I could only struggle to escape. But he had too much strength, and I wasn't an opponent at all.

It was at this moment that a strange sensation arose.

A tongue ran into my mouth!

Zhang Yimo's lips gently covered my mouth. It quieted me a lot. Actually, it's scared silly.

The kiss is lingering, and it is the two tongues that linger.

His hands were interlocked with mine, pressing both of my hands against the wall, and I couldn't reach the dagger or push him away.

Suddenly, he bit my tongue, and blood flowed from the bite area, and the smell of blood filled my nostrils. Then he tore the bitten piece of flesh off my tongue, and in an instant, my brain buzzed, as if I had been struck with something, and then I quickly regained consciousness, and then I remembered that he still had a dagger on his chest.

"Oh my God! What have I done!? "I realized that I had done something stupid, and I felt guilty of it.

"Look." He turned on the flashlight and shone on the piece of meat in the palm of his other hand, the piece of meat on my tongue. Unlike normal, it gradually turns green and then squirms. "There are hundreds of millions of minds here."

"It's disgusting... I'll say your description. "Am I thinking too much about myself? But it sounds subtle.

"Hey, I'm talking about the mind." He looked at me with a wicked smile, "Do you remember something?" ”

"You said that," I quieted down and began to remember. Indeed, memories have become different. "I remember some things, I was painting in the square, and I received a call from Gal asking me to go back to China, and she told me that her boyfriend Ah Cheng, who had been in love for many years, died, and then she and Xiao Yu were together and had a child, and now she suddenly received a text message from Ah Cheng, so she was going to the United States with Yang Yu to find Ah Cheng. She asked me to stay here and live with Xiao Yu for three months. Three months later, you came to me and said that your father wanted to see me, and we had dinner in the restaurant, and you gave me the stone and told me that this stone was the magic weapon of my family's wealth, and my father gave the stone to your family before he died, so that you could pass it on to me. The next day, you took Ah Cheng to the small house to look for me, and that night at KTV I received a call from Gal, saying that you are the only person I can trust. She said that Ah Cheng was indeed dead, and she didn't know the person who came to me. After that, you go to investigate Ah Cheng's younger brother. Ah Cheng said that he was actually Ah Cheng's younger brother, who discovered the ancient civilization but was hunted down, and had no choice but to sneak up beside you to seek refuge, and now he finds me and thinks I am Gal, hoping that I can support him. Finally you offer that we go to the Smoky Mountains together. I told Xiao Yu that I was not pregnant with his child, and we went to the hot spring hotel after he left. Then we went hiking. That's all for my memory. "I'll try to keep it simple.

He was a little speechless after listening.

"Oh my God, how is it still wrong? If you can't think of it, it's useless for me to tell you. ”

"What went wrong?" I just have one more memory, but I'm not familiar with these memories, so I want two books, I can read, but these two books are just two books to me, that's all.

"Let's go first, at least now I'm in your memory." As he spoke, he shone the flashlight at his feet, and there was a tunnel, a stone tunnel.

I seemed to see an interesting green light flashing in the tunnel, but only for a moment. I guess I'm dazzled.