"Can you help me recover my memory, I must have asked a lot of people, I know I must not have met him, but I always feel that my soul is too empty, and there must be something important in this that I don't remember!"

"I can do it, but ...... You're going to be in pain, and it's even more painful than sealing memories or erasing them! ”

"I'm not afraid, you can help me, okay?"

Finally, she led me to the place where her soul resided, after all, she was now close to being dissolved, and she could not stay away forever, but had to be attached to. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info and it has been more than two o'clock in the morning after tossing for so long, and it will take at least four or five hours to help her recover her memory, and when the sun rises, it is difficult to guarantee that she will not be wiped out.

It was a dilapidated gazebo, dusty everywhere, and the mahogany had been corrupted beyond recognition by the wind and rain, and she asked me to sit on a stone bench in the pavilion, and although I sat under the pavilion, I was still afraid that the roof of the pavilion would suddenly fall.

Just now, the man was sent out of the enchantment range arranged by the driver, and Lian En said this and that with thanks.

"Let's get started!"

She also "sits" on the stone bench in front of me. In fact, ghosts don't matter if they sit or stand, but after all, I'm sitting, so she can only sit down and balance the height.

I use the yin and yang forces, the yin forces converge with the left hand, and the yang forces converge with the right hand, and then combine the yin and yang forces into a wisp according to the method of circulating yin and yang, and inject them into her head.

"Ah......" The moment the yin and yang power entered her soul, she could hear a miserable scream, obviously very painful, but it could be seen that she calmed down the pain peacefully, and her rotten face kept twitching.

Her previous memories had been sealed in the depths of her soul by part of the driver's friend, and the other part had been erased.

It's quite easy to be sealed, just unseal it, although it's painful, but the time is half an hour, and it's not too long. But the rest can only be to use the little thoughts that stimulate her to induce her to remember the things that have been cleared. Most of this process depends on her own perseverance, but it is not difficult for her, how can a person who can wait for someone alone for hundreds of years have poor perseverance?

She endured that pain, but she still had to use the remaining memories to forcibly recall the past, she was very hard.

Ghosts are different from human beings, when the human body is in excessive pain, you can faint, and you can't feel the pain when you sleep and die, but she is just a soul, she has no way to faint, and she can't faint, in the process of this pain, she will always be awake. This is a pain that comes from the depths of the soul, a pain that is so real but can't find where to start and can't hide.

But this woman can stand hundreds of years of loneliness, and she resolutely believes in the person who made her wait for hundreds of years, even if her soul is scattered.

She doesn't care about this pain!

I gradually probed the yin and yang power into the deepest part of her soul, where it seemed to be a bottomless pit, and I followed that direction for a long time and still did not have a bottom!

Gradually, a point of light appeared in her soul space, and I made the yin and yang forces to find the point of light, and that point of light was a chrysalis. I looked at the chrysalis closely, and it glowed faintly, as if something was trying to break through the chrysalis and break out of the cocoon.

But every time the chrysalis tried to break through the thing inside, strange runes flashed out on the surface of the chrysalis, which fiercely suppressed the things inside, making it impossible to break through.

This chrysalis must be the seal they put on her memory!

I wrapped this chrysalis with yin and yang power, and the layer of runes also flashed with a strange light, trying to eliminate my yin and yang power, but this was obviously impossible, and it only took a few breaths for me to completely melt this chrysalis.

At this moment, a point of light suddenly flew out of it, and the point of light slowly became larger, forming a group of pictures.

In the picture, there is a green mountain, with vast greenery and spring. At the foot of the green hill is a winding ancient road, next to the ancient road is a pavilion with vermilion pillars and brown pavilion ridges.

The mountain is the same as where I was, and the pavilion is not so dilapidated.

The beautiful eyes of the woman under the pavilion flowed, and there were still a few tear stains on her white cheeks. She bit her lip lightly and looked into the distance. The breeze blew and lifted her half-scattered green silk, but she ignored it, but clenched a folding fan in her hand, as if she was afraid that the wind would take things away with her. She stood for a long time, alone, just looking at the disappearing figure in the distance, her eyes full of attachment and reluctance.

The man, dressed in a white brocade and holding a white jade hairpin, rode on the sturdy white horse, and walked along the path into the distance. It's just that from time to time he looks back at the long pavilion, and there is a hint of hesitation in the hand that holds the reins of the horse.

The picture came to an abrupt end, no more, just this short paragraph, is this them? Is this the initial difference?

I was a little puzzled, but after a little thought, I gave up thinking and began to unravel her other memories.

Soon, I saw another chrysalis, and I melted the seal, and the light inside grew larger again, forming a picture.

In the picture, it is still the same woman, with her eyebrows, green and light, her eyes are like peach blossoms in March, but with a little autumn water, she is still circulating, with a delicate and delicate nose and jade-petaled lips. A few strands of hair hung down next to the white cheeks, gently floating with the shallow wind, and the beaded butterfly purple jade on the head swayed, beautiful and incomprehensible.

The woman was dressed in a lilac splendid double butterfly flower shirt, her slender body was hidden under the light veil, the lotus step turned slowly, and the light figure of the woman poured flowers and plants, as if those insects and birds also wanted to admire it, so envious that they forgot to chirp and forget to fly.

The soft green Qianqian jade gently caressed a jade flute between her fingers, gently stroking it with her steps, as if it was a kind of joy.

"Miss Xu, it's late to come down......"

The woman turned around and saw a woman slowly walking towards her. The man has sword eyebrows and starry eyes, a peaked nose and thin lips. The white jade hairpin tied her long hair behind her head, dressed in a white brocade robe, painted with a few blue bamboos, a green jade belt, and two jade pendants.

She bowed her head slightly as a sign of politeness.

"Di Gongzi, this is your jade flute, please put it away!"

She handed the jade flute to the man and looked at him with a light smile.

"Thank you Miss Xu, I heard that the girl likes lyrics and songs, it just so happens that today's Minyue Poetry Club, I am about to go down, I wonder if the girl is willing to go with me?" The man looked at her with a look of hope, thinking that he must have sincerely invited her.

"Hmm." The woman nodded in response, smiling happily.

"Miss Xu, please ......"

The picture ended again, leaving a dark back, I wanted to see their situation in that poetry meeting called Minyuelou, but I didn't expect it to end again just after arousing my curiosity.

I continued to search for the chrysalis that held her memories and unsealed her, and soon met the next one.

In this picture, there is still this woman, but it is no longer a beaded butterfly purple jade step, nor is it a splendid double butterfly flower shirt, what she is wearing is a red wedding dress, and what she is wearing is the phoenix dance streamer Zhu Hai, and the phoenix crown inlaid with jade and gold.

She sat on the couch, leaning lightly on the bed curtain, pursing her lips slightly, but her face was full of sorrow.

"You said that when you become famous, you will give me a golden crown and phoenix wings, and a red makeup. You did, but why was this moment so unreal, why wasn't I as expecting it as I was? Have all changed over the years? Her eyes were hazy and misty, swaying faintly, rippling with a ripple, turning into tears and flowing down her cheeks.

"Why are you crying?" The man had already appeared beside her at some point, and it was also a big red wedding dress, a big red hairband with long hair tied up. He looked at her, and in his starry eyes, there was endless tenderness and pity.

She wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, got up slowly, looked at him, and suddenly, there was a trace of joy. Although the last moment was sad and melancholy, but the moment I saw him, everything was gone, there was only joy and happiness.

He took her hand, "After that, it's just the two of us, and I want us to be like this for the rest of my life!" ”

As he spoke, he took her shoulder, did not hide the tenderness in his eyes, and kissed her on the lips.

Her cheeks flushed with shame, but she didn't retreat in the slightest, letting him do whatever he wanted.

He stripped off her clothes, picked up her delicate body, and stroked it gently.

The candle shadows reflect the beaded curtains of the bed, lining the young men and women in the fish water.

The two of them were having a good time, but suddenly they heard the sound of the doorway, followed by the sound of approaching footsteps. As he started, a hint of anger flashed in his eyes, and he looked at the people on the couch and sighed long.

He pulled the brocade quilt embroidered with Luan Feng Chengxiang playing in the water, covered her delicate body, looked at her shy face, and smiled with tenderness.

"Don't be afraid, I'll take a look!" He comforted her, she nodded, and as she told me, she believed him.

Standing at the door was a young man, dressed in brocade clothes, but with horizontal eyebrows and sneering on his face.

The picture ends again, and I look forward to the end of the picture, after all, I'm really not suitable for watching those delicate scenes, and until now I haven't seen any adult woman in front of me, no matter how I am afraid of these.

But I'm curious about the two of them, aren't they sweet? It can be seen that they love each other very much, but why would the woman wait alone for hundreds of years? Where did he go?

It is really a pity that two people who are so talented and beautiful, such a made in heaven, did not come together in the end.

It's a picture of the flute.,Obviously, they were all so young at that time.,At that time, they just met! walked to the cave room and candles, walked to the love promise, what else can stop their emotions?

She loves him, but in that picture, I really can't see any adulteration in his love for her. It's just that the unforgettable love is clear, how can it be separated like that, so that the woman's soul is scattered and she has to wait for that person?

Not far away, there are chrysalis, I have counted them, at least a few hundred.