The next day

"Xiao Ming, let's go down the mountain."

I carried the basket early, and the basket was full of wild fruits picked yesterday, and walked out with a happy face.

Chen Xiaoming's figure walked out of the room on the side, and he was cut off of his memory, and he was confused about what he was going to do at the moment.

Where is this? What do you have to do? Where are you going?

I didn't know anything, so, after thinking about it, Chen Xiaoming decided to stay here for the time being.

Don't get me wrong, he Chen Xiaoming definitely didn't stay because of Bai Qian, let alone greedy for the other party's body.

He's just plain!

Hey, it's strange why such a thought flashed in my mind.

glanced at Bai Qian's peerless face in front of him, and sure enough, he was still ...............

The thought was lightly opened, Chen Xiaoming cut it off directly, and any bad thoughts dared to echo in his mind.

"Well, let's go."

Yesterday, it was already discussed that these wild fruits would go down the mountain in exchange for some food, otherwise the two of them would not be able to eat enough with the wild fruits.

Chen Xiaoming doesn't care about it, it doesn't matter if he doesn't eat, but Bai Qian can't.

The two walked all the way down the mountain, along the path, to the town at the bottom of the mountain.

The market town is located at the foot of this Junjian Mountain, but there are also a lot of residents, lively and extraordinary, all kinds of strange and interesting gadgets, attracting Bai Qian's eyes, like a child, very happy.

Chen Xiaoming followed all the way, those strange gadgets, his memory seemed to have a vague image, but it was very vague.

I don't know if it was because I didn't cut it all when I cut it myself, or if it was some other reason.

However, Chen Xiaoming doesn't care about these at the moment, and now he doesn't have the heart to think about what he was thinking about before.

and Bai Qian went to the bazaar, and when the two were about to go to exchange rice, a Taoist priest stood in front of the two.

"Girl, where did you get this fan?"

blocked Bai Qian and Chen Xiaoming's way, stared at the fan in Bai Qian's hand, and asked with malicious intentions.

"Picked it up."

Without thinking much about it, let alone knowing the Taoist priest's thoughts, Bai Qian blurted out directly.

Chen Xiaoming watched quietly from the side, and always felt that this Taoist priest was a little underbeaten.

Hearing Bai Qian's words, the Taoist priest's eyes lit up, he was originally worried that Bai Qian had something to do with the owner of the fan, but now it can be ruled out.

"Girl, can you sell this fan to the old man?"

Pointing to the fan in Bai Qian's hand, the Taoist priest's rat eyes flashed with a treacherous light.

Chen Xiaoming frowned, this kind of look made him very unhappy, but the other party didn't make a move after all, and he didn't want to make a rash move in front of Bai Qian.

Bai Qian shook her head, this fan was the first item she picked up, and she wanted to keep it as a souvenir.

The Taoist priest saw that he couldn't get it, so he directly snatched it from the fan in Bai Qian's hand.

"Smack."

With a muffled sound, I saw that the Taoist priest's hand was grabbed by Chen Xiaoming, and the seemingly thin hand was stronger than the iron tongs, no matter how the Taoist struggled, he couldn't shake it at all.

"I've seen you unpleasant for a long time, and you dare to do it!"

The face of the Taoist priest, in Chen Xiaoming's eyes, was so underbeaten, and now the other party wanted to make a move on Bai Qian.

"Sure enough, I owe a beating!"

With a light voice in his mouth, he slapped it on the other party's face, and the heavy force slapped on the Taoist priest's face, and he saw the corner of the Taoist priest's mouth bleeding, and instantly flew out upside down and fell to the ground, unconscious.

"Xiao Ming, he won't die, right?"

Thinking that Chen Xiaoming is an immortal who transforms into an immortal, this casual palm is not something that ordinary people can accept.

"It's okay, he's not dead."

Turning around, he explained slightly, he controlled the power, however, if he doesn't die, he won't be paralyzed in the future, then he can't guarantee it.

"Let's go back first."

Glancing at the crowd that was gathering more and more, Chen Xiaoming felt a little irritable, took Bai Qian's jade hand, got up and walked towards the outside of the market town.

Bai Qian was protected by Chen Xiaoming, squeezed away the crowd, and obediently followed Chen Xiaoming, all the way to the mountain.

The Taoist priest was lying on the ground, not knowing his life and death, and if he didn't leave, Bai Qian was also afraid that Chen Xiaoming would get into trouble because of this.

Walking all the way, just as the two left, a woman in black clothes looked at the backs of Bai Qian and Chen Xiaoming from a distance, flashing with deep colors.

"The breath?"

A little uncertain, but when Chen Xiaoming made a move before, because he didn't fully control the power, he unconsciously had a breath leak.

It's just that this leaked breath is too strong, and she can't see what kind of cultivation Chen Xiaoming is?

So, because of this, she didn't dare to rush forward?

All the way back to Junji Mountain, Chen Xiaoming was about to comfort the other party, but he saw that Bai Qian had already stopped caring.

Sitting alone on the steps in front of the house, Bai Qian dragged his cheeks, thinking about something, and after a while, he got up and walked towards Chen Xiaoming.

The extremely serious eyes stared at Chen Xiaoming, and Chen Xiaoming's heart was furious.

"Xiao Ming, or we will live on the mountain in the future, and we won't go down the mountain."

Although the world under the mountain is interesting, Bai Qian doesn't know why in his heart, and he is still willing to live on this mountain.

"Hmm."

Staring at Bai Qian, Chen Xiaoming smiled lightly and nodded, and the latter saw that Chen Xiaoming agreed, and smiled as happy as a child.

Time turns, and the years pass.

In a blink of an eye, half a year has passed, and for half a year, Chen Xiaoming has been accompanying Bai Qian, living on this Junjian Mountain, working at sunrise and resting at sunset, but the relationship with Bai Qian is getting closer and closer.

It's just that this kind of intimacy, for Bai Qian, is not a liking.

Just like at the beginning, the purpose of her watering was just to have someone with her.

In the past six months, Chen Xiaoming has changed a lot, and as time goes by, some basic memories in his mind have gradually recovered.

The recovery of the power of the soul brings back some basic common sense, such as the simplest cognition, and some behavioral judgments.

The recovery of these memories made Chen Xiaoming gradually regain his senses.

It's a pity that the power of the soul has completely returned to normal, and Chen Xiaoming's memory is only that.

Some important parts, along with his previous experiences, have been cut off and cannot be recovered.

"Alas, did my former self get into the water in my brain?"

Sitting in the shade of a tree, Chen Xiaoming sighed, hating what he had done before.

This is like a mentally retarded operation, making yourself not human, ghost or ghost, what the hell is the plan?

He doesn't even have a complete memory now, and he doesn't know what he's going to do next.

"Forget it, I'd better live on my own."

Author: Two Chapters Transition ............

(End of chapter)