Kappo was still flashing in his head, like a spark of electricity from a tunnel after a disaster.

Not far away, there is a touch of red and yellow, and in early autumn, the maple leaves are in the wind, which is quite poetic. Stepping into the forest, the ground was covered with a thick layer of fallen leaves, and the smell of rotting plants and trees always made him feel the vitality of new life in it.

Sit down under a maple tree and close your eyes.

The air in the woods is fresh, and you will feel refreshed when you take a breath.

The strange thing is that Xia Chenghao always feels that there is always a feeling of dizziness lingering in his brain. He even felt the feeling of his memories being slowly withdrawn from his body, remembering what happened yesterday, and actually forgetting a lot of details.

Forgetting the past is not a strange thing, sometimes it is even a form of self-preservation of the human body, but sometimes it is a symptom of a brain pathology. In the past ten years, how many cruel things have happened in front of him, if he hadn't been extremely strong-willed, he would have become crazy a long time ago, and the scene that made the world crazy yesterday was nothing in his heart, and certainly not because he was too frightened to lose his memory.

There was also a hard object in the pocket attached to his chest, Xia Chenghao took it out, spread his hand, the bullet was in the palm of his hand, and the silver bullet had some lines on the side, which was rare and was specially made.

Which cleaner uses this bullet? Xia Chenghao searched for clues in his memory, and the wound on his leg hit by the bullet had healed, and there were almost no scars visible.

There is no brain injury in the head, is it poisoning? No.

That's the bullet is a problem? Neither is it.

With a slight stroke of his fingers, there was a deep blood mark on his leg, but before much blood gushed out, the wound had begun to close, almost at a speed visible to the naked eye, stroking the wound on the leg, the speed of healing was getting faster and faster, which was actually normal.

The same thing had already been experienced in Red Moon's base, and from that day he knew he was different.

Was that dream real? It's a pity that Xia Chenghao, who has returned to reality, can't see again whether there is really a chip labeled Kappo in his brain.

If memory is a trace written in the brain, in a sense, memory is also a wound on the brain, and the faster the wound heals, the faster it will be forgotten.

When did vertigo start?

I forgot about it.

Going back to where the memory began, there is a saying that seems to say so.

When did it start? Scorching Mars, Orphanage, Ziwei Lane, or Home, Dad, Mom, An Xiaoya, Xing Zhengbin or Red Moon No. 1?

It's just that if you forget everything, what will you do? Perhaps only the power of instinct.

Knowledge is learned, instinct is innate, only through the tempering of survival competition, knowledge can be accepted as energy, but that may have gone through many generations of reproduction, more often, human beings have to learn those knowledge repeatedly, because of the changes in the environment, knowledge is also updated from time to time, today's truth, tomorrow's fallacy......

If humanity is dying today, how many traces of all this civilization will be left thousands of years from now?

Xia Chenghao's mind was in chaos, and his thoughts fluttered like leaves in the wind.

If you just keep walking, while losing your memory, you may become a poor and depressed middle-aged and elderly dementia patient, and then be robbed by bad people, and then rescued by good people to your home.

A wry smile appeared at the corner of Xia Chenghao's mouth.

It's not impossible to live on the streets from now on, will the organization think of becoming a homeless person? Alas! Keeping one's heart is nothing more than obsession.

The roar of cars was heard on the road in the distance from time to time, Xia Chenghao put away his hearing, and only stared at the beautiful scenery in front of him, as well as the crisp chirping of birds in the forest, which was also a rare quiet place in the world.

His breath was so long that he could barely see the ups and downs, and his mind seemed to have sunk deep into the water, and he looked like a traveler asleep against a tree.

There seemed to be a faint singing voice from a long distance, as if there was nothing in the wind, an unknown male singer, and his hoarse voice was magnetic.

The music came from far and near, with the roar of the engine, and then the sound of wheels rolling through the leaves drowned out the music.

It sounds like a V2, the car bumps as it comes down the road, and the sound of butts smashing on the cushion should be sitting in the car with two adults, maybe a man and a woman.

The car rushed straight in the direction of Xia Chenghao, and then stopped not far from the tree in a thrilling way.

Soon, the two people in the car began to stage passionate movements, forcefully freeing themselves from their clothes, but their mouths kept sticking together, and the air was soon filled with thick excitement, and they didn't notice the existence of a big living person less than two meters away from them.

The passion departed as quickly as it came, and as the body shook, both let out a mournful scream, as if they had been shot in the chest, followed by violent gasps.

"Honey, I'll go and make it easier." The woman got out of the car and squatted around the bushes, but she was right in front of Xia Chenghao.

It happened a long time ago, except that the two guys were nearly killed by a chelated bee.

The sound of rushing water dripping with blades of grass, like a sudden wind and rain, came and went quickly.

When she stood up, she turned her head and just saw Xia Chenghao's blank eyes, looking past her at the treetops in the distance.

There was a scream, and the man rushed quickly, one hand still tied to his belt.

"What's wrong?"

"Someone." The woman remembered that she had urinated in front of this man just now, and she was embarrassed to continue.

"Bastard, who are you and how are you here? Voyeurism. The man stretched out his hand and wanted to grab Xia Chenghao's shoulder and pull him up, but found that this person was so heavy that it seemed to take root on the ground.

"Who am I? How did I end up here? Xia Chenghao muttered to himself, and with a slight wave of his hand, the man flew up like stepping on a springboard, hanging far away on a six-meter-high tree branch, but he fainted motionlessly.

The woman covered her mouth in surprise.

"Don't kill me."

Xia Chenghao stood up and looked at the woman.

At first, she thought that this man was going to be kidnapped, but when she looked closely, she found that although the man in front of her was expressionless and his eyes were extremely cold, he was extremely handsome.

If a person is handsome, he will take advantage, and if he is handsome to the extreme, then even if he knows that he is a fierce god, he will be easily forgiven.

"You're not going to kill me, are you?" The woman asked expectantly.

Xia Chenghao said coldly: "Who said I was going to kill you?" ”

Reaching out and patting on the trunk of the tree, the branch with the man hanging on it swung up and threw the man off, but fortunately, as soon as his butt hit the ground, the leaves on the ground were thick, but he bounced a few times, and let out a cry of pain from his mouth.

"Ben, are you alright?" The woman rushed over to help him up.

"Aisha, I'm fine." The man staggered to his feet and asked in a low voice, "He, who is he?" ”

"Who are you?" Xia Chenghao asked.

"We are students at Morlie University and are now going back to school. We ...... just now," the woman said.

"Just take a break." Ben hurriedly added.

"Where is this?"

"There's Wagra Waterfall right in front of you. Are you a hiker? ”

Xia Chenghao nodded slightly. (To be continued.) )