The great river flows from the east, moistening patches of fertile land.

The river washed over the two bodies and was later pushed to the shore.

Two days later, after a drizzling rain, a short figure dressed in tatters appeared, and dragged the man and woman to the shore with great difficulty.

Suddenly I heard something, and I hurriedly hid again.

Then a few peasants came to the river, as if they wanted to wash their feet, and when they found the two figures, they immediately shouted in a panic. After the crowd hurriedly tested and breathed, they carried him back to the village.

The small footprints were not noticed, but they were trampled on again.

The pair of golden boys and girls are general, handsome and handsome to ordinary people, and the woman is also as beautiful as a fairy, with long black hair soaking and brilliance, and her slender body is flawless, like a masterpiece of God.

The woman can be described as a shy flower in the closed moon, stunning in the country and the city, and now it is as fresh and beautiful as a hibiscus out of the water.

was carried back to the village, and before the third-rate doctor at the head of the village came, he woke up first.

"Who am I?" A stunning face, but with unspeakable doubts, pondered hard, suddenly became very painful, and every time there was some impression in his heart, and finally suddenly cut off. "Who the hell am I?"

Several old women next to them looked at each other when they saw this, and then secretly said that after a young man in their village went to the battlefield, he injured his head and became crazy.

Now that I've been repatriated, I'm a fool every day, picking up chicken manure and pig to eat, and I can pick up any size and size.

It would be a pity if such a good-looking girl became like that now.

"Don't worry, girl, you'll remember it later. The old man could only comfort her. "By the way, that person is with you, is it your husband, you may remember it when you go and see it. ”

Wang Chuan lay there quietly, and after the woman approached, she was about to take a serious look, but after only looking at it for the first time, there was a bang in her head, and something rushed out of her mouth.

"Wang Chuan!"

She slowly reached out and touched the other person's face.

There was an indescribable look on his face.

"You really know each other. The old man next to him spoke. "You can't even remember your own name, but being able to remember the other person's name is someone who is very important to you, right? It's also rare that you fall into the water and are not separated. ”

Others also said. "Yes, a lot of corpses floated down during the previous war, and there are very few that have a breath left, it's a great fate that you are still alive. ”

The woman was looking at Wang Chuan's face, and at this time, a breath quietly fell into the other party's body, and the parties didn't seem to notice it.

Wang Chuan suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were extremely pure, and he looked around in confusion, as innocent as a newborn baby.

The third-rate doctor only arrived at this time, but he had already run in vain, which was frustrating.

"Do you know each other, she all remembers your name, can you still remember who she is?" asked Wang Chuandao next to the old farmer.

Wang Chuan looked at the woman fixedly, and all kinds of strange and complicated looks flashed on his face.

Then he said a name that would have scared him if he was sober. "Yan Mu. ”

After saying these two words, it seems that everything has been overdrawn, and when I think about it again, I suddenly have a headache.

Both of them had amnesia at the same time, which is very strange.

But I only remember each other's names, and I don't know anything else.

The old people in the village said that it was all karma, and they heard that the gods tied red ropes to men and women, and this karma was entangled for a lifetime.

Can't be broken.

That's the case with the two now.

They all felt familiar to each other, but they always wanted to

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Don't get up to the things that were before.

After discussion, they gave them a dilapidated house at the head of the village to live in temporarily, and that was the case.

This place used to belong to the Tang Kingdom, and after several conscriptions, there were almost no strong men in the village, everyone helped each other, and the room was a lot empty.

Later, I heard that the Jin State destroyed the Tang State, and Youli Zheng came to announce that he would become a Jin State in the future, and the Tang State was no more.

But those who left home never came back.

The two began to live like this in the village.

But on the first day, they all sat at the door in a daze, and they didn't notice that there was an invisible heaven and earth vitality in their bodies.

This is the case in the sacred realm, even if you don't eat or drink, heaven and earth are still one.

But he frightened the villagers, saw that they were pitiful, and first sent some food, and instructed Wang Chuan on how to live in the future.

Then, to their satisfaction, with just a little dialing, Wang Chuan got the hang of things and handled things in an orderly manner, and repaired their residence.

Just tell him what to do, and he will be able to give you the point where you can do it right away.

So it seems like they're just hurting their brains, but it's not too serious.

The lad is very clever.

Every day when he went to the field, he began to call him to help with the work, often did not speak all day, and only when he called him would he have a reaction, and he had a lot of strength to work, like a cow, so he gave him more rice and vegetables and vegetables to take home to eat.

Later, the old hunter in the village saw that he was agile and strong, and took him to hunt, but he still killed chickens and used a dragon slaying knife.

I just told him it was prey, and I didn't tell him what to do. Wang Chuan had already rushed out without saying a word, and then solved it by dividing five by two.

The old hunter was dumbfounded, and rubbed his eyes for a long time.

I feel more and more that these two are not ordinary people.

Especially Yan Mu, when he was learning needlework with the women in the village, he threaded the needle and thread with his slender hands, jumped and tossed on the cloth quickly, and completed a pattern almost in the blink of an eye.

Both of them seemed to take this for granted, and they were used to it.

When he was done, he blinked with a pair of big eyes and seemed to ask, and then what?

The face of the country and the city, like the clear and innocent eyes of a child, is really like a holy fairy dust.

It's a pity that they are still meditating on who they are and what happened to them every day.

But I can't remember anything.

Every day becomes very leisurely, even boring.

The people in the village don't ask for help anymore, and they don't do it when they can't do it.

Wang Chuan seems to have made the tea leaves sent by the gods after entering the mountain once, and he boiled a clay pot and a porcelain bowl at the door every day, and drank it every day.

Yan Mu seemed to like it too, and took another bowl and drank it.

The two often sit quietly day by day, watching the sunrise and sunset.

The doorway is so wide that one person sits on one side.

They can go without eating, drinking, or sleeping, to such a state.

For a long time, there was hardly any communication.

It seems that two parallel lines without interference, even if they are still under the same roof.

Finally, one night, someone found out.

Some old people took advantage of the full moonlight to prepare to catch yellow eels in the middle of the night.

When he passed by the village, he realized that something was wrong, and he thought he had seen it wrong, but when he got closer, he almost didn't scare him to death. Later, I saw how the two men were still sitting there like statues.

That time woke up the others, too.

The moonlight is soft, and the bright silver glow is sprinkled in the mountains and forests.

The silver was so thick that the whole village seemed to be covered with a thin layer

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Yarn in general.

They can't believe anyone who doesn't sleep all day or twelve hours.

To put it mildly, Wang Chuan and the others also understood the intentions of these people, and almost all of them were pressed to the bed.

It's like two corpses lying down naturally, just lying down, and there is no movement.

In addition to blinking at the same time, there was a tacit understanding.

"Sleep?"

Wang Chuan seemed to understand what it meant.

I closed my eyes and soon fell asleep.

"It can't really be some kind of immortal, right?"

On the way home, the villagers muttered to themselves.

I looked back from time to time.

Think about the ordinary behavior of these two young people, what kind of ordinary people are these?

It's not a human being, it's a god.

The moonlight is like a wash.

Yan Mu is also covered with a quilt, with a snow-white neck and a small face carved in pink and jade, and his skin is as clear as jade and more moisturized.

The face is captivating, without a little fat powder, elegant and beautiful, and the face that can be broken by blowing is beautiful and dreamlike.

Dust is smart.

At this time, his eyes were more suspicious, thinking about what those old women said just now, saying that they were still young and should have made people or something.

I never understood what that meant.

Later, she fell asleep somehow.

It seems that since then, I have the habit of sleeping at night.

A few days later, the old hunter in the village found Wang Chuan, and heard from the people in the neighboring village that a fierce tiger had jumped here, so he could only ask Wang Chuan to help.

Deep in the mountains, stretching for hundreds of miles, known as 100,000. Further north is the famous Southern Wilderness, where rare birds are infested, and naturally there are wild beasts.

No matter how experienced the old hunter is, he will not dare to set foot in it, otherwise there will be no return.

It is rumored that those legendary warriors can run rampant in Kyushu, crisscross the world, and fly to the sky.

The old hunter seemed to have confirmed that Wang Chuan was a martial artist, and his cultivation was not low, so he could only try to ask for help.

Otherwise, once the tiger descends the mountain, it will surely suffer countless casualties.

The forest is green, the ape is crying and the tiger is roaring, and there are countless rare beasts.

Wang Chuan didn't take a second look, and walked forward leisurely.

The old hunter didn't have a specific direction, so he could only point him in a general direction.

But Wang Chuan just knew where to go, his eyes were firm, and he strode forward.

Tiger.

Just tell him that he is a tiger, and it will be understood, enough is enough.

During this period, he killed a lot of fierce beasts that attacked him, Wang Chuan didn't want to kill them, and he didn't know what he wanted to do, and every time he made a move, the other party couldn't live.

He may not be able to control his power yet, but if he makes a move, he will never survive.

Those fierce beasts obviously looked at him with a mediocre aura and was no different from other humans, but as soon as they made a move, they found that it was not at all.

They don't even know how they died, they have already said goodbye to this world.

Seeing this, the spirit beast of the organic spirit hurriedly fled, and told the clansmen that there was someone who must not be provoked. If you don't believe it, try to die.

Not all of those who can survive are powerful beings, and some of them belong to the intelligent category.

This could be survival of the fittest.

The deeper you go, it's really dangerous, and there is no feeling for an existence like Wang Chuan.

He didn't even seem to understand what danger was.

But the beasts were already trembling.

He walked all the way, and there was a will in his heart that drove him to do so.

Finally, one day, Wang Chuan suddenly heard a roar in front of him, and the huge roaring sound shook the fallen leaves in the mountain villages, and all the wild beasts in the forest were frightened and fled in panic.

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