In confusion, he hurried out of the infirmary, turned around the corner and lost his trace, not noticing that there were two large living people standing at the door. し

Bai Jing cultivated to a high level, naturally not afraid of the cold air in front of him, Jamiston shivered, couldn't help rubbing his cold arms, and looked at the corner that had long since disappeared in shock, only to feel that person was very familiar. While thinking about it carefully, he wanted to drive away the chill that was condensed around him, and he couldn't remember it no matter how he thought about it.

Jarmans was full of confidence in his memory, as long as he saw and seen it, he would not forget it, and after hesitating for a while, he decided to ask Bai Jing who was standing beside him.

"Elder Bai, I know that what I am going to say next will be very rude and decent, but I still can't help but want to beg for your help. Seeing Bai Jing's eyes drifting over, he didn't show any rejection, so he relieved his heart and continued: "Sometimes my memory will be intermittent, which makes me suspect that my brain has become stupid, as if I have forgotten many things...... Did something go wrong with me while meditating?"

You've said the same thing three times. Bai Jing reminded him vaguely.

Jarmans stared at Bai Jing in horror, he knew what it meant to be three times.

I can't help but think back to what happened this year, as a medical student who just graduated from the medical school directly under the Twilight Seminary with excellent grades, I usually follow my mentor to study some medical topics, and my life is very leisurely. He knows that he is a person who can't learn well, always looking for something to do, and can't control his curiosity, as well as his enthusiasm for exploring and inquisitive about the unknown. The most unbearable thing is to stay in the car and not go anywhere, it is so boring that I am about to go crazy, it is rare to accompany the tutor out of the car to collect sick bodies to study, and find that there is no place that is not a temptation, and finally apply for the position of probationary deacon despite the objections of the mentor.

Not weak strength, easy to use mind, absolute loyalty, he has all three key points, as long as there is no accident, the application will be approved soon.

When Jarmans received the news of the passage, he was extremely excited, feeling like a soldier who had just joined the army, and his blood involuntarily boiled, and he felt that he had been given a new lease of life. The deacons are usually very busy, doing some trivial and complicated work, and the trainees are even more busy, although it is very hard but very fulfilling, no matter where they look, they feel fresh and interesting, compared with Landis, the Origin Continent is full of ancient and mysterious atmosphere.

If a priest is assigned a job, the deacons in the nearest diocese will quickly reprioritize their work.

According to the level, the elders will not directly issue work tasks, a few days ago, there were some special ones, the elders not only directly issued tasks overnight, but even his apprenticeship was also pulled out of the strong. It was rare for the elder to assign the work himself, and he did it with both excitement and unease, and when he returned, he woke up, but Jarmans felt that something was wrong. He clearly remembered what he had done, but he forgot the details of it, and he couldn't remember anything, and it was impossible for him to have such a serious forgetfulness with his high-quality brain.

For example, he remembers going for a walk in the street in the afternoon, but he doesn't remember exactly what he saw on the street, what he heard, what he bought, or what he ate. I obviously remember rushing to Tianfeng Valley overnight, but I don't remember what I did at all, which is very unreasonable, and it is not in line with the characteristics of the disease, it is more like someone moved his memory.

Jarmans wanted to convince himself to get used to it, to get used to it, because he was a probationary deacon, after all. Under the strict hierarchy of the temple, only those who have a certain authority are allowed to contact some things that can be known, and those who do not have permission can only be known about some things, and a lot of work involves level authority, and it is normal for the authority to be erased by the superiors.

Now Elder Bai told him that the same thing had been said three times, indicating that the memory had also been erased three times. Oh my God, Jarmans exclaimed in his heart, creepy when he thought about it.

"Jarmans?"

"Uh, Elder Bai, I'm so sorry, I got distracted......"

Jarmans immediately admitted his mistake and looked at Bai Jing with some nervousness, and gradually, he found that the elder's black eyes had become psychedelic, making him in a trance.

Since this child is too curious and eager to learn to continue serving as a probationary deacon, since he cannot adapt to the pain of being erased, he will implant false memories to replace those unbearable forgetting, and I believe that he will enjoy this new job. "Remember what I told you about your new job?" Bai Jing asked as he woke him up.

Jarmans suddenly sobered up, put one hand on his forehead and thought hard, nodded and said, "Yes, I remember!" Thinking of the work of his new job, he couldn't help but smile excitedly, this is the freedom he dreamed of, completely forgetting the distress and uneasiness that had plagued him in the previous moment.

At this moment, the door to the medical room was suddenly pushed open, and Jarmans turned his head to see the tutor, Professor Orris, and a young man, all three of whom had walked out of the door together.

Bai Jing was standing at the door, and Oris and Fei Lan hurriedly stepped forward to report, "Elder, Your Highness has promised to transfer him to the medical center for further treatment. "For mysterious people, they are all called 'he', don't try to explore the identity and origin of 'him', this is the meaning of Bai Jing. Although I was very curious and had some speculation, the dogma of abiding by the rules had already been ingrained in my mind.

Bai Jing nodded as if he was nothing, his gaze fell to Qin Zheng, he smiled slightly, and soon his gaze turned back to the faces of Orris and Fei Lan, and ordered: "You continue to supervise, and when I finish dealing with some things, I will leave immediately." ”

"Yes. ”

Orris and Fei Lan respectfully received the order and immediately returned to the medical room to continue to monitor Qin Gu.

"And you, Jarmans. Bai Jing looked at him and said. "Get ready what you need to prepare and don't let me down. ”

"Yes!" Jarmans stood up straight with excitement, his right hand clenched into a fist and a light slam on his left chest, and then left briskly.

The door of the medical room was empty, leaving only Bai Jing and Qin Zheng.

"Your Highness has a lot of things to ask, and I also have a lot of things to tell you. ”

"Go to the reception room. Qin Zheng took the lead.

Not only did he want to know from Bai Jing what kind of torture his father had suffered, but he also wanted to test how the temple viewed the astrology, which was related to his next plan. Whether it is the identity of the Holy King or the title of His Royal Highness, since it is based on the divine favor, he can give it and take it away, he would rather spend the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain now than be burned out by vanity and pursuit, and Qin Zheng can distinguish which is more important than Qin Zheng.

The two came to the reception room and sat down separately, and after a moment of silence, Bai Jing succinctly described the process of rescuing Qin Gu.

Qin Zheng didn't believe his ears after hearing this, the water prison where his father was imprisoned was actually in the Battle Song City, and he had passed there countless times. It is unknown where Xia Da took Hou An after being seriously injured by Bai Jing, and it seems that he did not return to War Song City, otherwise he would collide with Bai Jing.

"The person guarding the dungeon is a mystic raised by Hou An, and the two are masters and servants, and I didn't take out any valuable information from his head. ”

Qin Zheng's eyes narrowed slightly when he heard this, that secret magician didn't know anything, which meant that he was not Hou An's henchman. "So, Hou An used this mystic to dig out my father's brain for a whole year and didn't get anything, and then threw my father into the water prison to fend for himself?"

Bai Jing looked at Qin Zheng's gloomy face and nodded slightly.

Qin Zheng turned his face and hammered the armrest of the soft chair, and the anger in his stomach had nowhere to vent.

Perhaps for Hou An, what he got from abusing his body was far less real and credible than directly taking out his memories. Since he didn't take out anything, why didn't he let him go and throw him into a water prison to fend for himself? Did Hou An use this to vent his anger, or did he know that he also planned to use this to blackmail?

Qin Zheng thought angrily, the only explanation left was that Hou An was coveting his atmospheric luck, and he was plotting against his roots like in his previous life!

I remember the night I first entered Tianfeng Valley, and overheard the conversation between the old man and Hou An, in which there was an evaluation of Hou An, which Qin Zheng still remembered vividly - 'You are extremely qualified, but your luck is too shallow'. If Hou An wants to develop, he needs luck to follow, and if he wants to win the position of the Rising Sun Holy King, he needs more luck, and he can be blessed by the rules to successfully fuse the Rising Sun Holy Flame, otherwise he will be doomed.

Luck is too ethereal, like a rule, it can't be touched or seen, and there is a saying that there is no belief or non-belief in it, but the vast majority of people firmly believe in luck. Commoners believe, emperors believe, monks believe more, luck is far more important than fate, if you have enough luck, you can even borrow luck to change your life, in the previous life, Hou An took away his roots, and successfully changed his life from a mortal to the main god.

Before he retrieved the memories of his past life, he still had some scruples, afraid of this and that, for fear that tampering with the slightest bit would disturb everything that could be obtained. In fact, everything he says and does is unconsciously tampered with, and he can no longer go back to the past, and he can no longer use the past to bind the present and the future.

After regaining his heart, he realized that what he was really afraid of was himself, the demon hidden deep in his soul. Afraid that I can't defeat it, afraid of being devoured by it, so I am careful about all people and things that can increase my strength, and I am only trying to get more strength to kill it. I also understood why I was afraid of the appearance of Qin Xie before, and subconsciously wanted to expel it, and was wary of it everywhere, just because he instinctively mistook Qin Xie for a demon in the depths of his soul, but he didn't know it.

Now that he knows it, the fear and anxiety will dissipate, and it is time to shake off all the shackles and exert the strength he already has, so it is better to test the knife with Hou An and see if the old man can use the magic method to ward off the calamity.

Bai Jing had been paying attention to all the subtle changes in Qin Zheng's face, sometimes deep, sometimes enlightened, and sometimes a little joyful. He couldn't see through what Qin Zheng thought of and smiled, and said tentatively: "Your Highness has thought of how to repay the salute?"

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