Fang Wuxian thought of the mysterious man in the thatched hut, and even thought of the words that the mysterious man said: "Although the me you see at this time is the real me, it is not the me at this time. ”

What does this mean?

Literally, it means that I see the real him, but not the person at this point in time.

But since it's not at this point in time, isn't it still an illusory influence?

No, could it be that he was talking to me across a certain time and space?

Fang Wuxian thought about many questions for a while, but in the end it came down to one question: Who is that person who is unforgettable?

He asked, "Since you know he's a student, why don't you check the file?" ”

Liu Zhenyuan said: "Haven't you checked the file when I do?" I'm a cop! It's a pity that I have checked and checked, but I have forgotten more, and I dare not check it again, for fear that I will forget it all in the end. ”

Fang Wuxian asked again: "Isn't there anything special about him that impresses people?" Since you remember him as a student, you must know something else, right? ”

Liu Zhenyuan looked at the foggy sky, and said a little confused: "He has a share of the credit for this change in the Dongjiang River, but no one knows about his existence." Even I, the insider, have forgotten what he looks like. But in addition to the fact that he was a student at the time, I remember one of the most striking features. ”

"What is it?"

Liu Zhenyuan smiled bitterly: "I remembered it just two months ago, but recently I suddenly forgot it." ”

Fang Wuxian reached out to touch Liu Zhenyuan's forehead, and said helplessly: "Brother, you have committed Alzheimer's disease in advance!" ”

"Go," Liu Zhenyuan shook his hand away: "Alzheimer's is not a fever, why are you touching my forehead." I'm already pretty good, and I remember him as a person. If you had the chance to ask this group of bikers, I guess everyone wouldn't know about their existence. ”

"Has everyone forgotten, or is there no such person at all?" Fang Wuxian suddenly remembered that when he held the jade wrench for the first time, everything including the mysterious man and the thatched hut disappeared, and then the jade wrench left the palm of his hand, and everything returned to normal.

The mysterious man said that there is no difference between the virtual and the real, but now that I think about it, is the thatched house real? If you go back to the underground tunnel, will you still be able to find that paradise?

If everything is illusory, just a fantasy in the mind, then it's normal to not remember everything about that person. It is even very likely that after three or two months, he will be like Liu Zhenyuan, who will suffer from the existence of the mysterious person, and he will not be able to distinguish between the illusory and the real.

Thinking of this, Fang Wuxie felt a tremor in his heart for no reason, and felt the great fear brought by forgetting.

He said in a low voice: "Brother Liu, if you don't have amnesia, would it be a kind of conjecture, there is no such person in this world as you say?" ”

Liu Zhenyuan pondered for a while, "I also thought it was my imagination. I remember having this idea after watching a movie. The movie tells the story of a mentally ill person who conjures up multiple personalities and plays out one horror story after another in his own mind. After that, I doubted my own memory, and I went to a psychiatrist many times to inquire about the root cause, and finally I was almost sure that I did not have schizophrenia......"

Fang Wuxian reflected through the car window and saw that his face was a little pale. This kind of can't tell the difference between fantasy and reality, making a movie can be made into a classic, but if it really happens to you, it will be too terrible.

The two were silent for a while, and Liu Zhenyuan suddenly said something that surprised Fang Wuxie.

"I suddenly forgot what that distinguishing feature was, but I remembered that I heard about something at that time, and I went to Huzhou to see the person named Fang Wuxie. I've heard that you've crossed paths with him, but do you know what makes him different from ordinary people? ”

"Huh?" Fang Wuxian was stunned for a moment, "Unlike ordinary people, I'm ...... I've only met him once, two men, and I didn't particularly observe them. ”

Fang Wuxian squeaked and said that he didn't know, but his eyebrows suddenly swelled and cracked, and pictures flashed from his mind, and he was a little distracted for a while.

Liu Zhenyuan only opened the door of the pickup truck when he was injured, and let him in to sit and rest. Then he called Zhang Xiaoxiao over and asked for advice: "Team Zhang, I heard that you and Fang Wuxian used to be good friends, when I was still in Dongjiang, I went to Huzhou to see Fang Wuxian once, it should be that he has something special on him, which can make me remember the things I forgot, can you tell me about him?" ”

Zhang Xiaoxiao glanced at him and said coldly: "It's messy, I don't understand what you want to say at all?" ”

Fang Wuxian rolled down the window and said: "Team Liu had a life-saving benefactor when he was very young, he forgot his name and appearance, he only remembered that the person seemed to have a distinctive feature, he seemed to have heard that Fang Wuxian also had that trait, so he went to Huzhou to peek once. But now Team Liu has forgotten again, so he wants to find the answer from you. ”

After Fang Wuxian finished speaking, he quietly clicked his eyes at Liu Zhenyuan, meaning that you don't demolish me.

Liu Zhenyuan nodded cooperatively.

Zhang Xiaoxiao looked at the two suspiciously, and said in a deep voice: "Judging from the appearance, although it looks pretty good, there are no special characteristics. The strength is too great to be obvious, unless it's his knife! ”

"Knife, is it a pig-killing knife?"

Seeing Zhang Xiaoxiao nodding, Liu Zhenyuan said happily: "It must be, I remembered, it was a sharp-tipped pig-killing knife." ”

The man clasped hands in each other, walked up and down happily, muttering to himself like a psychopath, to the effect that "Look, I'm not mentally ill, my memory is not wrong." ”

When Fang Wuxian heard Liu Zhenyuan's words, he felt that the pictures in his mind before were suddenly connected, and one of them flashed in his mind like a movie.

A woman with a cold face and like an immortal said softly, "I once had a good friend whose knife was exactly the same as Mr. Fang's, so I borrowed it to take a look." ”

The demure girl named Gongsun Jingrou handed him a figure painting, and then said with a flushed face: "My master is different from ordinary people, he never hides his face, but no one can remember what he looks like, not even me. ”

A man who looked quite young, but was actually sixty years old, called Shi Jin, whispered to him: "I heard that you have a knife, a pointed pig-killing knife. Then he took out a sketch paper, on which was painted a painting, which was similar to the portrait of the master that Gongsun Jingrou showed him, but the similarity was that he did not draw a face, only highlighting the pointed pig-killing knife.

The fairy-like woman was called Su Fei, because of this knife, she helped herself a lot, and it was she who taught him how to mobilize the energy of his body. Although his memory is incomplete, Fang Wuxian can be completely sure that there are definitely many things that he has never remembered between him and Su Fei.

Miao Xiaodao and Gongsun Jingrou are loyal to themselves, maybe because of this knife, no, to be exact, because of the owner of another knife that is very similar to this knife.

Because of this knife, Shi Jin believed in himself almost unconditionally and put Tsing Yi Lou in his hands.

If you calculate it carefully, after coming back from the dead in Reed Village, that Miss Shen and Ba Buru, perhaps because of this knife, gave themselves help and gave away this magical mask on their faces.

Liu Zhenyuan's story about the bikers also has this knife......

In the thatched hut underground, although the person was not seen carrying a knife, it was possible that the person who could not remember his face, name, or even everything that had passed was also the owner of the knife.

And the man said, "You don't know me, but I know you." ”

He even knew me!

He and I both have a knife that is very similar!

His friends, and the people he left behind, all helped me in varying degrees!

The trajectory of my life has many overlaps with his past!

Who the hell is he?

Could it be some of my elders?

No, Liu Zhenyuan said that he was a student four years ago, which is about my age. And the mysterious man in the thatched hut will never be middle-aged.

Is it my lost brother?

Or someone who has traveled from the past or the future?

Fang Wuxie's mind was open, but he felt that every assumption was unreasonable.

Zhang Xiaoxiao was called over by Liu Zhenyuan, and after answering a question, Liu Zhenyuan was crazy and talked to himself, which was very similar to a mental patient. Fang Wuxie's expression changed back and forth, suffering from gains and losses.

She said in her heart that these two people are capable people, but most capable people are different from ordinary people, and these two people are no exception. I was too lazy to spend time with them here, so I took Fang Wuxie's mobile phone that could smash walnuts and continued to send messages to Mu Jun.

told his younger brother to be cautious, Xiao Yan had already sold him to Song Lianhe nine times out of ten, and suggested that he take a temporary leave of absence and go out to travel and relax, and she would have the money or something.

Zhang Xiaoxiao held her mobile phone and looked forward to her brother's reply, but unfortunately after waiting for a long time, Mu Jun only replied with three words: "I know."

Zhang Xiaoxiao sighed and sent a message again: "My mobile phone is out of battery on my mission, and I will contact you when I get to the city later." You should know Xiao Yan, he can do anything, you must be careful. ”

This time, Mu Jun did not reply.

A group of young men from the South Theft Gate repaired tires on the spot, sorted out the wiring, installed glass, and put all kinds of equipment back into the back bucket of the light truck after everything was done. The madman took Liang Cheng's little hand and said to Liu Zhenyuan: "Team Liu, I just sent a letter, this matter was done by two people who rented a house in the Shanfeng Development Zone. It's a pity that two ideas pierced our hands, overturned our six brothers, and ran to Huzhou on a motorcycle. But don't worry, our people have already caught up, and besides, we also have people in Huzhou, waiting for them on the road. ”

Liu Zhenyuan said: "Two people knocked down six brothers, these two people are good?" ”

The madman smiled: "Of course it's good, it's a person raised by the Southern Thief Sect, who specializes in dirty work." Not to mention, the experience is much better than that of the group of kids who only like to ride motorcycles. But don't worry, these two didn't kill each other, and the brothers weren't too dangerous. ”

Fang Wuxian suddenly said, "What does it mean that there is not much danger?" ”

"Living sins are inevitable, but you can't die, and if you are cured, you may not be disabled." Liu Zhenyuan said.

[Author's digression]: Chapter 2