When Chen Shao heard this, he didn't laugh angrily, he simply sat on the edge of the bed with his clothes on, his hands behind him, and the wide sleeves of his robe were spread out, like blue water floating waves, lining his lonely and cold face, and cold words: "If I say that I only remember this, what can you do to me?" ”

He raised a long black eyebrow, squinted at Xingwei, and looked at Xingwei, with a pleasant face: "Kill me?" ”

Xingwei lowered his head, and his voice was even more indifferent than Fang Cai: "The master wants you to live." ”

The implication is that he doesn't actually mind killing Chen Shao.

Chen Shao laughed "sneering", and there was a cold sneer in his eyes: "Your master is the most kind-hearted, how can he come to kill me?" ”

"Well, I won't come to talk to you about these words, only about the things of the past." Xingwei said briefly, as if he didn't want to entangle with him more in this matter, Yibi raised his head, and there was no warmth in his eyes: "Besides, is there anything else?" ”

Chen Shao stared at him for a while, then raised his sleeve and wiped his thin lips: "You are really loyal to your master." ”

He shook his head, as if disapproving and disdainful, but did not say anything more, but continued with the past.

"In addition to these two things, I remember finding a piece of news, saying that among the batch of military supplies intercepted by King Kang back then, a batch of weapons was hidden, and I heard that it was hidden on a mountain, but I can't remember the name of the mountain." The sleeves he raised never lowered, and at this time he pressed the corner of his forehead, and a little tiredness appeared on his face.

Although the headache is gone, but after talking too much, there is a feeling of dizziness, as if all his essence, qi, and spirit have passed with the words, and even the arms supporting his body are a little weak and weak.

He pinched his forehead and rested for a few breaths, then stretched out his feet.

The soft-soled shoe has always been on the side, and when it is stretched out like this, the shoe will sway, only on the tip of the toe, as if it will fall off at any time.

"Someone, remove your shoes." Chen Shao called lazily, raised his hand and swept his hair, and under the faint shadow of the candle, there was a strange temptation.

Xingwei was stunned, and a heavy resentment suddenly welled up on his face.

However, this resentment is only in his expression, but his movements are very tame and his reactions are very fast.

He stepped forward in a broken voice, knelt in front of his feet to remove Chen Shao's shoes, and asked in a low voice: "Do you want to lie down?" ”

"I've slept enough and want to sit for a while. Go and get a pillow and put it here, and let me lean in. Chen Shao looked lazy, raised his chin carelessly, and gestured towards the head of the bed.

Xingwei will know, low response yes, sure enough, go outside, after a while, he brought a big pillow with ink silk, carefully placed it at the head of the bed, and then asked: "Do you want to turn on the lamp?" ”

"No, that's all." Chen Shao sat inside, leaned on the pillow, and waved his hand indifferently.

Xingwei retreated respectfully, but he never went far, only stood beside the bed, his posture was very humble, but when he opened his lips, his voice was light and cold.

"I thought about it, and what you said was a bit untrue." He pursed the corners of his mouth and looked up from under his nose.

The lights were dim, his face was uncertain, and he looked a little weird: "You said before that you suddenly lost your memory after going to the area of Shizuishan, and when you woke up, you were already outside Linjiang City." In this case, then the interception of military supplies that you just said happened before you went to Shizuishan, that is, before you lost your memory, why didn't you say it earlier? ”

Chen Shao was stunned by what he said.

On closer reflection, it seems that this is indeed the case.

It stands to reason that the events before going to Shizuishan are not among the amnesia, but he just lost this memory of the military quartermaster.

He frowned, trying to sort out the context, and suddenly, a picture flew through his mind, in which a man was talking to him.

"There's a man ......," he said.

The clear voice is a little hoarse, as if moaning.

Xingwei's expression froze, and he immediately suppressed his voice and asked, "What man?" Who is he? What is it like? ”

Chen Shao pressed the corner of his forehead, desperately digging into the memory hidden in the depths of his mind.

However, it is still in vain.

The man's face was blurry, and so was his voice, and the only thing he could remember was the open and closed mouth.

Chen Shao's teeth were tightly closed, and cold sweat rolled down the corners of his forehead.

The man's figure was becoming more and more blurred, and as if a thick fog had risen in front of him, everything had turned into specks of light, flickering and jumping, and it became more and more difficult to distinguish.

Chen Shao was easy to trek through the fog, his steps were sluggish, his body was heavy, and every step was difficult, but he still refused to stop, still walking forward step by step, trying to tear through the fog and see the man's face clearly.

Just as this happened, a sharp pain suddenly hit his mind, Chen Shao held his head in both hands, his body arched, and his eyes bulged out.

The spots of light in front of him flickered, and the continuous lines were circling around him.

The feeling that he was about to be engulfed in darkness gave Chen Shao a strong sense of powerlessness.

At the same time, a voice told him that the pain could be restrained.

As long as he doesn't think about it, doesn't reminisce, and allows the past to come back when it should be, then the pain will not come on.

With this thought in his life, he immediately gave up the trek and swept away the thick fog and everything in the fog.

“…… Sir, sir, what's wrong with you? Do you have another headache? There were waves of sound around him, from vague at first, to clear, and finally, to the ears roaring.

Chen Shao opened his eyes suddenly, and the vision in front of him suddenly rushed into his eyes:

The secluded room, the candles, the chilly wind, the faint sound of the flower bell outside the window, and, the familiar and disgusting face in front of me.

Chen Shao breathed a sigh of relief gently.

His clothes were soaked with cold sweat, but he never fainted again.

"If you are tired, you need not think about it anymore." Xingwei looked at Chen Shao, with impatience in his eyes.

It's just that the master has an order and has to obey it, although this Chen Shao is extremely annoying, in the eyes of the master, he has a different feeling.

Xingwei was jealous and envious, and a little disdainful.

If it weren't for the master's favor, Chen Shao would have ten lives, which would not be enough to die.

"What, aren't you convinced?" A cool voice, like a string, slid through the night, lonely and moist.

Xingwei's eyes flashed slightly, and he lowered his head: "I don't understand what you're talking about." ”

"I think you understand." Chen Shao said with a smile, but his eyes drifted out of the window, and suddenly sighed: "Your master is really a madman." ”

His expression was a little astringent, his voice was also quiet, and after speaking, he sighed again: "It's just that sometimes I also admire your master's ambition, can the grand scene of the world benefiting the people and sharing power among the people really be realized?" ”

"The master said, this is the work of several generations to be achieved, how can it be achieved overnight?" Xing Wei's voice was flat, and his disdainful eyes were only thrown to the ground.

Chen Shao's current physical condition makes him dare not speak again, so as not to cause trouble.