One of Ming Tie's most familiar voices appeared.

"Old Ghost Chen!! what did you promise me back then!!!!!

Ming Tie turned his head, and his father was standing outside, holding a short knife in his hand, his face was red, and he was extremely angry, staring straight at the fortune teller.

Mingtie was at a loss, what the hell was going on.

At this time, the fortune teller laughed, and suddenly there was an extra thing in his hand, and he walked towards Ming Tie.

But Ming Tie's father just watched, and his angry eyes were only at the fortune teller, but now there was no action to stop it.

The old man walked up to Ming Tie, who was at a loss, stuffed the things in his hand into Ming Tie's hand, and then smiled, picking up the wild boar on the table:

"I'm also going to open meat today, but I'm a person who likes to be pure, so you can go back first. ”

Ming Tie looked at the thing in his hand, it was a beautiful stone with a light red and transparent color, strung up with a rope, and became a pendant, and he didn't know what it meant, but others had already said it, and he also got up and looked out of the door, but the father outside the door didn't know when he had left.

So Ming Tie thanked him again, turned around and left, not noticing the unexpectedly deep eyes of the fortune teller behind him.

When he returned home, the first thing he did was to take out the pendant and look at it carefully, and there was always a strange but indescribable feeling that made him a little puzzled.

Touching the surface of the stone, a familiar feeling arose, as if he had seen it in the depths of his memory, Ming Tie tried his best to recall it, and a pain flashed in an instant, almost making him angry, and he just sat down on the ground.

"What the hell is going on, what does my father have to do with the fortune teller, and how did my father know that I went to the fortune teller. ”

There were a lot of questions in Ming Tie's mind, and when he thought about it carefully, there was something blocking him from thinking, and he became inexplicably irritable.

But Ming Tie had a hunch that it would not be long before he knew everything.

I played with the pendant in my hand, the string of the stone was very delicate, and it was very comfortable and smooth to the touch, and then I stayed on Mingtie's own neck, and put the stone into the inside of the clothes, but I felt slightly cool, and there was no discomfort, but I didn't find that the stone in my arms really exuded a faint light, and slowly flowed into Mingtie's chest.

Ming Tie shook his head and looked at the sky outside the window, it was still early, and he could still go to the blacksmith shop to do some work.

"What does the fortune teller say about the barrenness, the mountains, and the sea? ”

Ming Tie was quite curious in his heart, what the earth he stepped on was like, Ming Tie walked out of the door with a smile, he was ready to strike iron.

But before Ming Tie could take two steps, his head suddenly sank, Ming Tie saw that the sky darkened instantly, blinked his eyes, but found that he couldn't see anything, and then his feet were weak, and he fell to the side, unconscious.

..........

"Brother Tie!!Brother Tie!!"

A few shouts in his ears, Ming Tie opened his eyes vaguely, and what came into his eyes was the roof that he had to see every morning, and then there was a delicate face on one side, with strands of hair hanging down on his face, that anxious look was his sister, Qiao'er saw that he opened his eyes, and instantly laughed.

"It turned out to be Qiao'er, what's wrong with me?"

Ming Tie showed a smiling face, struggled to prop himself up, looked at his sister who was smiling and smiling, and had a lot of questions in his heart, and a vague memory in his mind kept recalling, which made him think a little hard.

"What's the matter, lie down quickly, I'm tired like this, I was really scared to death when I fainted just now, you know!!"

When my sister heard Ming Tie's casual tone, her brows furrowed, and she said loudly.

"Don't go to the blacksmith shop today, it will take at least half a month for them to come back, uncle, you don't have to be in such a hurry. ”

Living with Ming Tie for such a long time, how familiar with Ming Tie's character is how familiar it is, I found out that Ming Tie was in the wrong mood that day before, but I didn't say it, but after Ming Tie fainted, he also had a seizure, and his tone was also very harsh.

Ming Tie smiled bitterly, he hadn't figured out what was going on, why was he scolded by his sister, but it was not easy to refute, he knew that his sister was very worried about him now, so he just nodded.

He lay down again and said, "Okay, okay, I'll rest in the next few days, you can go and cook some food, I'm a little hungry too." ”

When Qiao'er heard this, a smile appeared on her face again, she liked cooking for Ming Tie very much, and she didn't think too much, she thought that Ming Tie was tired, and she had to eat.

"Well, I'll go!!"

As he spoke, he ran out, and his face was quite happy

Looking at the closed gatehouse, Ming Tie's face instantly turned dark, he shook his head with great effort, feeling very heavy, just now he just pretended to reassure his sister, and now he knows the seriousness of the matter.

Countless images flickered in his head, causing his memories to blur and clutter, and his breathing began to get heavier.

He reached out to his chest and took out the pendant, only to see that the hanging stone glowed faintly red, like a flash of breath.

"Sure enough!!"

Ming Tie breathed heavily, wanting to take off the pendant, but found that his whole body was as soft as mud, and the frequency of the red light flickering on the stone was getting faster and faster, and the brightness was getting stronger and stronger, even a little dazzling.

Ming Tie tried his best to raise his arm for half a minute, and his thinking gradually began to blur.

But after half a moment, Ming Tie fainted again, and a red symbol appeared on his forehead, shaped like a crescent moon.

.........

Ming Tie had a long dream, he seemed to have another life, and as if that life was real, everything was so blurry, he felt like he was up and down in a wide river, a picture with memories was pouring ashore, constantly washing his mind.

About three days later, it happened to be the day of Ming Tie's birthday.

Ming Tie opened his eyes in a trance, looking at a few people in the room, first of all, his sister who didn't have tears on one side, and then his father with a serious face, then the fortune teller standing at the door, and even Aunt Li from the pharmacy on West Street.

"Brother!!

Before Ming Tie could react, Qiao'er pounced and sobbed in his arms, and the voice sounded so distressing.

Ming Tie looked at the fortune teller, the corners of his mouth twitched, he said that it was not necessarily Ming Tie now, he had another name - Ming Bufan.

I saw that the fortune teller smiled at him, and walked out, and Ming Tie's father also went out together, his face showed a little helplessness, and he looked a little old.

"The young man's face was ruddy, and it seemed that there was nothing wrong, so I went back to my pharmacy, and there were still a few injured people today. ”

Aunt Li smiled at him, then pushed the door and left.

"Qiao...... Son?"

He spoke with difficulty, and the tone of his voice was clearly not what it used to be.

The sister who was lying on top of her trembled slightly, and raised her head instantly, she felt a strange feeling.

"Who are you!! you're not my brother!!!"

As he spoke, the petite body was about to fall backwards.

Ming Tie, or Ming Bufan, quickly stretched out his hand to grab Qiao'er, pulled it into his arms, and gently hugged it.

He was naturally still Mingtie, and Qiao'er in his arms still struggled, but the familiar smell made her unable to resist, so she had to cry.

"Are you still my brother?" asked softly.

Ming Tie replied softly, and for a while he was also full of thoughts.

It turned out that he was Ming Bufan, fifteen years ago, he died, but he was reincarnated into this world, and his memory was not lost, unexpectedly he was also named Ming Bufan, and the wisdom he showed at will was far beyond ordinary people, and he was treated as a prodigy for a while, and at that time, it happened that the city wanted to catch the extremely smart young children for some reason, and someone wanted to come to this town to arrest people.

And the fortune teller was invited by Ming Bufan's father Ming Lan, who originally said that he was going to accept Ming Bufan as an apprentice, take him away, and teach what Taoism, but after being severely rejected by Ming Lan, he didn't know what magical method was used, so that most of his wisdom and memories were sealed, making Ming Bufan a little wooden as a whole, so there was Ming Tie, and this red jade pendant is a key-like thing, only on this day did Ming Bufan return to himself.

Now that everything is remembered, the thinking is much faster, and it is not as sluggish as before.

He raised his hand and patted his sister's back, who was still sobbing, and said with a smile: "How am I not your brother?" ”

He said that he would rub the beautiful hair that he had combed.

"Okay, don't cry, I'm a little hungry, go cook for me. ”

Qiao'er raised her head, looked at Ming Bufan's eyes, and looked at each other for a long time, the familiar and soft gaze made her nod, and she ran out on tiptoe, to cook for Ming Bufan.

Ming Bufan shook his head, estimated the past time, and guessed that it should be the day of his birthday, when he was sealed, it was his fifth birthday, so it was exactly ten years later.

He looked up at the roof, I knew that this world was different from his original world, but as the fortune teller said, what he knew was still the size of gravel, he didn't know what the fortune teller meant, whether it was good or bad for him, and he couldn't even figure out the matter of sealing the wisdom of memory.

"Looks like I'm going to have to go to the fortune teller after that, but it's been ten years........ It's a bit rushed, and there are too many puzzles. ”