I don't know if it was a few minutes later, the vision in front of me gradually began to recover, at first it was still a little blurry, I vaguely saw the old prostitute sitting on the stairs opposite me, and after a few blinks, the sight returned to normal.

"My god, you kid is rushing to the rhythm of reincarnation."

After seeing the old prostitute, I didn't speak immediately, but touched the back of my head with my hand, and it hurt very much. When I touched my hand, I realized that there was a lot of blood at the back of my head, and I was wrapped in something like cloth, and I remembered what happened just now while touching it, and naturally muttered to myself, "What's wrong with me?" ”

As soon as I finished speaking, the old prostitute immediately stood up, walked closer, clasped my shoulders with both hands, and said very nervously: "Xiao Qi, you kid won't be amnesia, right?" ”

"You just lost your memory, you bandaged my head?"

"My god, it's not me, don't give birth to your damn memory, if you lose your memory, who will pay me the money you owe."

"Where's the little wolf?" I asked the old prostitute.

"Zhanzhao, chase that person."

I was just about to stand up against the wall, when I heard the old prostitute say: "Damn, don't fucking move, the cerebral artery in the back of your head has burst to stop the bleeding, and then move it, you kid really has to be reincarnated." ”

As soon as I heard the old prostitute say that my cerebral artery was broken, I immediately touched it with my hand again, thinking, this is not a fucking trivial matter, the artery is broken, it can be big or small, and in serious cases, it may lead to death due to excessive blood loss. Thinking of the excessive blood loss, I quickly looked back at the place where I fell, there was not much blood on the ground, but there were some blood stains on the wall, but it was at a height of 30 cm above the ground. But no matter how I looked, I didn't understand, I was hit in the back of my head, it must have hit something on the ground, it couldn't have been caused by hitting a wall.

Just when I was puzzled, the old prostitute said, "My day, that is not your blood, it is Zhanzhao, where is yours." After speaking, the old prostitute pointed with her hand.

I looked in the direction of the old prostitute's finger, my mother, there was so much blood, in the corner of the side wall, just at the edge of the staircase, there was a big pool of blood, it seemed that the back of my head should be on that edge.

"Xiao Qi, look at this." The old prostitute reached out and handed me a piece of paper.

As I took it, I asked, "What is it?" ”

"I don't know if the person fell."

When I took the paper and looked at it, my heart suddenly became sore, and the pain in the back of my head was instantly oppressed by the sourness in my heart. I haven't looked at the content on the paper, I already know who wrote it, this font for me, both familiar and unfamiliar, familiar because eight years ago I can always see the words written in this pen, strange because in the past eight years, but I have never seen it again.

Seeing this piece of paper, I am more sure of the familiar face I saw just now, the person just now must be the master, although the moment I fell to the ground just now, the face I saw was a little older, but I will never be mistaken, and the running back, others can't learn it. The master once injured a leg, and it looks normal when walking, but it is particularly obvious when running, and his body will involuntarily tilt to one side.

"My god, why are you stunned, can you understand the meaning of what is written on it?"

I looked closely at the words on the paper, there were not many words, a total of four sentences, less than twenty words, very concise. What is written is that there is no solution to the non-sect, yin and yang blood, flowers bloom on the other side, scattered and reunited.

I read the paper in my hand several times, and read it several times, but I still couldn't pay attention to the meaning. From this literal point of view, it is not a word spoken and written by modern people, but more like what ancient people described. If I'm not mistaken, this should have been copied from some book or something.

I looked at the old prostitute and asked, "Do you understand?"

The old prostitute shook her head at me, took the paper back, sat down on the stairs and looked at it, and muttered as she looked at it, "What is the person who writes this book going to do?" My god, will this be a riddle, the answer is about the treasure in the underworld. ”

"You know the treasures of the Dao, if you think about it carefully, a bunch of pieces in this underworld are placed here, except for the golden trees on both sides of the coffin, how can there be any treasures."

"Fuck, what is the guy running doing with this paper? Don't tell me he took this paper to find the girl above, and to talk about it. ”

I decided to tell the old prostitute about the master, and said to him: "Old prostitute, I want to tell you one thing, just now the moment I rolled down, I saw the face of that person, and the running back, that person is my master." ”

"Damn, your brain is broken, you are not amnesia now, you are thinking about the master and thinking stupidly, right? If your master sees you fall like this, can you still run? ”

"I don't understand, why is he running? But I can be sure that person must be my master. I replied confused.

"According to you, this piece of paper was dropped by your master, what is he doing here with this piece of paper? There's no fucking treasure here, and I'm going to have to get a cursed skeleton back. The old prostitute paused, then looked at me, and then said, "My god, it shouldn't be that your master is also cursed, right?" ”

The old prostitute's words woke up the person in the dream, and I looked at the old prostitute and said: "I know the Tao, the master is not cursed, but is running for something, hair mound." ”

The old prostitute nodded and agreed with my statement, but after a few seconds, she shook her head and asked, "Since your master is here to send Qiu Yin, why does he want to run away?" Wouldn't it be good to break the curse with us, and he will get it back again? And what did he bring this paper for? Does the content on the paper have anything to do with the hair mounds? If this paper is very important, even if it falls, does he have to take it too? ”

I was almost blinded by a series of questions from the old prostitute, and I don't blame the old prostitute for having many questions, the fact is indeed as he asked, since the master is here to get the hair Qiu seal, why should he run? Not only did the old prostitute not understand this, but even I had a hard time understanding it.

Just when I was very puzzled with the old prostitute, the little wolf ran back, and there were blood stains under his nose, which seemed to be caused by hitting the wall when he rolled down the stairs just now.

"Zhanzhao, why did you come back by yourself? Didn't catch up? The old prostitute looked at the little wolf and asked.

The little wolf shook his head and didn't speak, I quickly asked, "Do you see who it is?" ”

"It's too fast to see."

Hearing this answer from the little wolf, I immediately felt that something was wrong, and he was panicking. Although the master is not an idle person, after all, he is very old, and his legs and feet are not good when he runs, and it is impossible to catch up with the master with the skills of a little wolf. Taking 10,000 steps back, even if the little wolf really didn't catch up, with his eyesight, he should also see that person is my master, after all, he is the "shadow" of Faqiumen, how could he not recognize my master.