Ghost vines hang down from the rock face, stout or slender.

Meander...... Rock......

Like the tentacles of evil spirits, they grow unchecked, greedily taking over all the places they can reach.

Onitegi, on the other hand, is a different form.

They're kind of like the kind of fungi that grow in the miasma swamps, and they can grow wildly in every tiny crevice, and you can't tell if it's one or two, because underneath that, they're probably all borrowed from the same root.

Whatever the plant, all of them have ugly tentacles and sharp teeth, eyeing outsiders.

Jinghua and Ah Mo walked up one level at a time.

Jinghua had been staring intently at the vines, and Ah Mo had been staring at Jinghua intently, in addition to numbering the steps.

His phoenix eyes are so beautiful, the eyeliner is very long, and the eyes are very deep, like a deep pool of ink, and you will sink at a glance.

His eyelashes were long, well-defined, and a little curly. Especially when he casually looks up at you, the eyelashes seem to be able to tease your heart. When he finishes that look, your heartstrings are still fluttering.

And his lips are even more beautiful, and the corners of his lips are raised casually, which is the most perfect arc. I said earlier that he looked at you inadvertently, and that kind of lethality is not the most powerful. The most powerful thing is that after he casually looked at it, he smiled shallowly-

God, that's a heinous crime, and there's no forgiveness for it!

The Moon Sword is sharp, and it is as easy to make marks on the steps as it is to write on paper. Ah Mo stared at Jinghua's side face all the way and looked at it stupidly for a long time.

It seemed to her that the vines were indistinguishable, and they were bare and smelly. In addition to relying on Jinghua's beauty to support her fighting spirit, she really has no motivation.

Jinghua walked very slowly.

According to his theory, the first lap was a must, and if they were lucky, they would be able to find the same place as the vine and the steps at the beginning of the second lap, but if they were unlucky, they would have to go around the whole lap again.

At first, Jinghua would make a few jokes to Ah Mosuo and send her out of boredom, but after a hundred steps, his words gradually became less. Ah Mo asked him anything, and he answered with a few simple words, or simply a soft "um".

He walked slower than just now, from the beginning of Ah Mo holding his hand, slowly changing to Ah Mo supporting him, and then Ah Mo felt that he was leaning on his body and getting heavier and heavier.

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Two hundred and twenty-eight levels.

The effect of the filthy breath emitted by those vines was obvious, and even Ah Mo felt dizzy and walked heavily. Jinghua's chest rose and fell sharply, and her breathing was messy. Ah Mo took out a handkerchief and silently wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

"Jinghua, if you are tired, stop and rest. Ah Mo said.

Jinghua shook his head, he didn't even have the time to look back at her.

This is different from the old days when you memorized something.

On each step, there were as few as six or seven, as many as a dozen, and the difference in the appearance and posture of each vine was negligible, and he had only remembered less than three thousand now.

He knew about how big the ring was, and now he had only walked about a tenth of it.

Jinghua took a breath, gritted his teeth and went up another level, but accidentally his knees were weak, if Ah Mo hadn't held him in time, I was afraid that he would have fallen.

"I'm fine. He knew she would ask, so he preemptively said, "I patronized and looked at these rotten logs, and I didn't pay attention to the road." ”

He smiled reluctantly, his lips pale.

There is not much spiritual power left, and even the brain is getting worse and worse.

There were only 3,000 forms, but they only accounted for a very small part of his memory palace, but he had a headache and dizziness, and his throat kept churning with salt, and he wanted to vomit blood.

Jinghua secretly smiled bitterly, he did have an amazing memory since he was a child, others say that he is a prodigy, and he has been practicing Buddhism since his mother's womb, so he will have Mahayana achievements at a young age, but he knows it himself.

He's just hard work, plus methods.

He created his own method of memorizing and memorizing in a short period of time, which he used to memorize those difficult and profound Buddhist scriptures. Later, he used this method in many other places that he needed to memorize, and it also worked very well.

He named the method the Memory Palace.

To put it simply, he sees his mind as a huge palace, with many pavilions, garden paths, and every scene is a powerful magic weapon to deepen his memory.

He walked around this palace of memory, and everything he saw along the way was tied to what he was trying to remember at the moment through a special association. This kind of association is not confined to a certain fixed format, as long as it is impressive, the more crazy and abnormal, the better.

In the past, he relied on the memory palace to achieve all kinds of completely incredible achievements, especially those complicated formation evolutions in the eyes of others, which were as easy as a horse in his eyes.

At its most glorious, his palace had been built more complicated than the Nine Heavens, with hundreds of floors above and below, and tens of millions of buildings and palaces.

But this powerful memory will also drastically deplete his spiritual power, and the so-called painstaking effort is indeed not just casual talk.

Ah Mo looked at his increasingly pale face, couldn't bear him to hold on any longer, and deliberately pretended to be curious: "Jinghua, tell me, where do these rattans and ghost hand wood look different, how do you see the difference?"

Her thoughts, Jinghua was clear, he didn't know how long he could hold on, he just wanted to finish it as soon as possible while he was sober, but Ah Mo's expectant eyes made him can't bear to refuse.

After thinking about it for a while, he finally stopped, and said softly: "It's actually not difficult, and you can put it bluntly." ”

"Really, can I do it too?" she was really interested at this time, pestering Jinghua to continue.

Jinghua smiled, pointed to a ghost vine and said: "Looking at the form of a vine, you can first give it a few basic definitions, such as length, thickness, growth direction, how many nodes begin to bend, whether there are scars, as well as color, how many leaves, etc......"

Ah Mo listened with relish, "Uh-huh, and then what?"

"And then every time you see a plant, you divide it into three, six, nine, and so on according to those definitions. For example, the present plant is: six levels long, four levels thick, right-side growth, fourth, seventh, and ninth bends, sixteen knots, third-class black, sixty-seven leaves ......"

Seeing her nodding frequently, Jinghua smiled comfortingly: "It's good that you can understand, so that we can number all the specific vines and hide them in my memory palace." ”

"Where's the Memory Palace?"

"In ...... in my head. Jinghua swallowed a large mouthful of salty water that suddenly came up, and reluctantly replied.

"What kind of powerful thing is this, can Jinghua teach me?"

Jinghua forced a smile and nodded. It seems that he is really a little uncomfortable, even he himself can't say clearly, and suddenly cold sweat is dripping on his forehead, standing on the steps, as if he is in a stratus cloud, and he will roll into the abyss when he steps into the air.

"I ...... Nature will teach you, under ...... Next time. He wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead and reluctantly finished the sentence.

"Let's rest again, Jinghua," Ah Mo knew that he didn't like to listen, but he still couldn't help but say, "Your face is very bad." ”

"I don't care. ”

His thin light purple lips squeezed out a weak smile, and he said in a low voice: "This vine grows fast, if you don't leave, new leaves will grow in a while, and my efforts will be in vain." ”

"Then if you don't feel well, tell me, or if there's anything I can help with, Jinghua said, okay?

Jinghua really smiled, cupped her little face, and said softly: "Momo, it's good if you are by my side." ”

Momo, you may not know, but you don't have to do anything at all.

You just have to keep that beauty and innocence, and smile carefree like a flower.

As long as you are by my side, all the wind and rain, all the bad luck, all the winds and waves, and the abyss, I will be safe.

As long as you're there, by my side.

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Ah Mo's number has reached eight hundred and fifty-seven.

Around the ring, I walked about half a circle.

The appalling stench, they have actually gradually become numb. Ah Mo felt that maybe what Jinghua said before was right, these vines did not stimulate their sense of smell through their noses, but directly reached the nerves through some method.

Because after being smoked for a while, the sense of smell of the two of them is basically completely out of order, and they only instinctively feel nausea, irritability, and despair.

In the middle, Jinghua stopped three times, and fell directly to the ground without warning, but he was all awake, but his body was really out of strength and could not support it. After resting for only a cup of tea, he immediately urged Ah Mo on the road.

Although Jinghua didn't say a word, Ah Mo now understands what is the price behind that enviable and powerful memory.

His body had no temperature to speak of, and he was still shaking, a mild spasm that was uncontrollable. He is like a string that has been pulled to the point of deformation, his energy and physical strength have long been infinitely overdrawn, he is just relying on her embrace, support, and unimaginable strong will to force himself.

You can't stop, you can't give up.

While holding him, Ah Mo suddenly thought of his name.

——Is this the situation you are talking about?

It turns out that the name is so beautiful, but it is really done, but it is so bleak.

She didn't bother him again, but silently prayed in her heart that the vine representing the gap would soon appear in front of her, as if God had suddenly opened its eyes and bestowed this sudden blessing of good fortune on him.