In the process of growing up in the Chimera rat, every memory is bleak, and every memory is extremely painful, except for the moment when he meets himself.

It was he who saved the life of the Chimera Rat, and giving up these memories means that the Chimera Rat's right to be a human being will be re-encumbered and become a beast with a highly poisonous mouth.

This is the most cruel thing in the world.

The sacrifice can only be done by yourself, because you are the leader of the team.

Master Poker was caught in a painful decision, and his hand grasping his hat began to tremble violently.

"Hey, barbarian, lighten up, watch out for my ***." Hat-kun protested dissatisfiedly.

"You guy...... "Master Poker put his hat in front of him, "Why, why are you so cruel?" ”

"Cruel?" Hat-kun said hoarsely, "Although I have all kinds of characteristics, the word cruelty has nothing to do with me. ”

"Unrelated?" The poker guru yelled, "What could be more cruel than taking away someone else's precious memories?" ”

"Hey, be quiet, do you know that when you shout, your hands will follow."

"Huh, hard?" Lord Poker sneered and slowly spread his hands, and Hat-kun took the opportunity to stretch his body quickly.

"That's right."

As soon as Hat Jun's words fell, the poker master Huo Ran clenched his fists.

"Hey ......"

Hat-kun was directly crumpled into a ball.

"Hmph, even if I want to dedicate my memories to you, I must not let you have a good time as a bastard!" Master Poker said coldly.

Mr. Mole looked at his little brother with a smile, not only did not say a word, but also made a very enjoyable expression.

The little brother is becoming more and more disobedient, and it should be taught a lesson.

Mr. Mole was eager to applaud the poker man's actions.

"Hey, I'll ......" Hat-King's faint voice came out of the poker man's fingers, "you barbarian figure it out first......"

"What?" Master Poker's voice was still cold.

"You brainless ......"

Although he was firmly held in the hands of the barbarian, he could not move.

Although his titular eldest brother doesn't care about himself, he even looks complacent.

Although the barbarians' comrades are all watching from the sidelines, aiding and abetting the abuse.

However, you must not suffer a loss in your mouth!

"Idiot, idiot, retarded, savage, brainless." Hat-kun lists the words he knows like a spell.

"Cruel, cruel, bastard!" The poker adults went toe-for-tat, and their hands began to exert their strength.

Don't let this bastard be comfortable.

"Stupid, stupid ......" Hat-kun's voice stopped abruptly, not because he was out of breath, but because he ran out of words.

"Shameless." Lord Poker's face flushed, but he managed to hold back a word.

"You ......"

Hat-kun didn't say a word, and he suddenly felt that his face was dull.

"Say, aren't you quite able to speak? You ruthless, shameless, vexatious bastard. "The poker master is not relaxed while winning the game.

"Stop ......"

Hat-kun was completely defeated, and the last three words of the poker lord were like a combination of punches that knocked Hat-kun to the ground.

"Alright, alright."

Mr. Mole said with a smile.

"You guy." Lord Poker's gaze shot at Mr. Mole, "Bastard, too." ”

"Hahahaha." Mr. Mole smiled happily.

"What are you laughing at?" Mr. Mole's anger burned into Mr. Mole, "You two guys are bastards. What kind of bullshit game is this? We struggled step by step, and finally came to the last step, and we had to give up our memories to get the contents of the wooden box, what is the reason? ”

"Alright, alright." Mr. Mole waved his paw and said, "I understand your feelings very well, but you have made the wrong person to vent to. ”

"What?"

"It's not me who makes you give your memory, it's not my little brother, it's this box." Mr. Mole patted the wooden box in his hand and said.

Sacrificial Chest?

At that moment, Master Poker clearly saw the box crack open and smiled evilly.

"And it's not a giveaway, it's an exchange."

"Swap?"

"Yes, the contents of this wooden box are also very valuable." Mr. Mole slung the box over his shoulder and said, "This is an equivalent exchange between precious and precious. ”

"I see." Master Poker muttered to himself, and the power exerted in his hand instantly weakened.

"Cough~" Hat-kun coughed heavily at first, and announced his return as the king in a high-profile manner. Then, as if trying to get back to the field, he said, "Barbarian, it seems that you have finally understood that I am only a hard-working, great, selfless porter in the matter of sacrifice. ”

"Porter? Hmph, you finally understand who you are. "Poker adults still don't like the hat.

"What do you savage, you know?" Not to be outdone, "I don't hide precious memories privately, I'm just a porter of precious memories." ”

"Alright." Master Poker patted the hat in his hand and said, "Let's get started." ”

"Your Excellency."

"Lord Poker."

"I, I ......"

Master Poker swept over the three people around him with a relieved gaze.

"You don't have to say anything, I have to do it." Master Poker slowly put his hat on top of his head, "Because I'm the leader of this team, and since it's an equivalent exchange, then I won't suffer." ”

The hat is once again placed on top of the poker adult's head.

"This ......" Poker Master was once again stunned by the world in front of him.

Although it is not the first time that you have entered the world of your mind, this time the world seems to have changed.

"Hmph, although I hate you as a person, the righteousness just now is quite decent."

"Who?"

"Who else? Of course it's a great me. "Also, don't shout, this is the world in your mind, and you can communicate with me directly." ”

"You made a mistake like this?" Poker grown-ups try to ask questions in their minds.

Everything is so clear and natural, it is indeed more convenient than communicating directly in words.

"You barbarian, you always have ill will towards me." Hat-kun's voice is everywhere.

It's like being the master of the world.

"Although I was in pain all over my body, and the soft curves were also together, and it would be difficult to recover without a certain amount of time, Uncle Ben was not a stingy hat. This world is built for you to make your choices easier. ”

Master Poker took a deep breath, and he did feel a lot more relaxed than he had been the first time.

In front of me is an endless wheat field, the breeze blows, waving layers of wheat waves, and the golden ears of wheat float up and down, like a group of dancing girls.

"See?" Hat-kun asked.

"What?"

"There are three white doves over the wheat field."

"White dove?" When Lord Poker looked up, there were indeed a few looming birds shuttling through the thin clouds.

"Quack!"

The chirping of the birds was heard clearly.

"Looks like a crow, right?"

"Cough~" Hat-kun coughed embarrassedly, "Patronizing the background, these nasty things have popped up." ”

"And what do these crows represent?"

"Memory." Hat-kun said hoarsely, "Every bird in the sky represents a memory of yours. ”

"Huh?" Lord Poker stared blankly at the sky.

The sky is clear and blue.

But as all kinds of birds appeared one after another, the entire blue sky was obscured.

"So many, so many memories?" Poker adults were amazed.

"Hehe, this is normal, a person will continue to make memories when he is alive."

"What, what?" Poker adults don't quite understand.

"The so-called memory is the accumulation of life in time." Hat-kun uttered an unfathomable word.

"What?" The poker grown-ups shouted.

"Hey, tell me to stop talking, do you want to be insane? I'm now operating on your mental level, and every nerve in you should be relaxed, especially cut off from the outside world. ”

"Poker Lord?"

Lingling heard Lord Poker's shout, and she called out in a very worried voice.

"I said he couldn't hear it." Mr. Mole said immediately.

"That ......"

"Don't worry, he'll be fine." Mr. Mole smiled and said, "It must be my little brother who is playing tricks again." Well, I'll tell you a story to make it easy for everyone. ”

"Again?" Ziqi said.

"Hmph, it's an interesting story, I promise you haven't heard it." Mr. Mole glanced at Lingling after speaking, "Didn't you want to hear the stories of those people before?" Exactly, I remembered. ”

"Huh? Okay, okay. "Lingling really wants to hear this story.

"It was two people, a man and a woman. They're all weird guys, even a little scary, and nowhere near as cute as a little girl like you. "Mr. Mole started a long memory.

While the three Lingling listened attentively, the world of poker adults gradually became clearer.

I don't know what kind of means Hat-kun used, the birds in the sky gradually disappeared, and the blue sky slowly revealed.

"What is this?" Master Poker asked in his head.

"I'm clearing up your jumbled memories." Hat-kun explained.

Finally, the sky was completely clean.

"Well, it's not easy." "Most of these memories come from your subconscious, and they are automatically saved, not the type you can actively remember. ”

"So, do you have any memories of the night when I was seven years old, when Hawk Village was destroyed?" Lord Poker asked urgently.

"Yes." Hat-kun replied very simply.

"Show me!"

"Unfortunately, these memories are unreadable."

"What, what?"

"These memories do stay in your mind and occupy a certain place, but they can't read them."

"Why?"

"Because these memories are corrupted."

"What?" The poker adults were stunned.

"Human memory is very complex and difficult to understand, I said that memory is the accumulation of life over time, and once the course of life is too painful, memory will also be distorted."