company, in Director Yang's office.

"Hey, are you sure you're telling the truth?"

"What does Director Yang know?"

"You know who is the best person in the world at playing with memories, right?"

"You mean Master Meng? But why would she do such a thing to a little girl? ”

"I don't know, Master Meng Po has always been mysterious, even her legend is vague, although the prototype is Meng Jiangnu, but that story is basically made up, she is standing on the edge of the true spirit river, guarding memory and reincarnation, some people say that she is looking for someone, but no one knows who she is looking for."

Director Yang took a sip of tea and looked at the young man sitting opposite.

It is not difficult to make a person forget everything, and let the whole world forget a person, that is the means of the gods.

"Don't be too anxious, Master Meng Po won't hurt your friend for no reason, by the way, what's your friend's name?"

"Jiang Nao."

"The river of the river?"

"Meng Jiangnu's ginger."

"When was the last time Master Meng Po showed her traces in front of people?"

Feng shook his head unreasonably.

"I'm going to check the company's information."

He called a female secretary with a hip skirt, a pear-shaped body, and gold-rimmed glasses, who was about thirty years old and looked very refreshing with short hair.

Feng Wuli watched them check the information, and finally found that the last time Master Meng Po was bubbling was five hundred years ago.

The last time was 800 years ago.

Five hundred years ago, it appeared once on the side of the Xiangjiang River.

Eight hundred years ago, it appeared in Jinling.

Five immortals, Meng Po, Zao Jun, Emperor Qing, Mother-in-law, and one of the most mysterious, there are almost no surviving records, and I don't know who the historical prototype of this person is, can find rumors about him, or five hundred years ago, Lord Meng Po met with Lord Qingdi by the Xiangjiang River.

Listening to what the little guy next to Emperor Qing said, Master Meng Po mentioned the immortal and called the other party Mr.

Later, everyone called the immortal who did not leave a picture in history as Mr.

These human immortals, except for the Qing Emperor and the Stove Monarch, who have a stable place, the other three are all erratic.

"What are you going to do?" Director Yang asked him.

"If you want to get her memories back, at least she can't be like this, those past memories shouldn't be played with at will, good and bad, shouldn't be forgotten."

"Do you know what to find?"

"The immortal who guards the river of memories and true spirits...... It's been so lively lately in Junsha, so it's good to catch a few monsters and ask. ”

He left the company and prepared to return to the incense and candle shop.

There are more and more youkai on the street that I haven't seen before, and they all seem to be chasing something.

It is said to be a task issued by the immortals, to find the lord of the bridge, as long as you find the immortal, you can agree to a request.

There are still few cultivators, and there are more monsters here, all kinds of monsters, and they are rushing to Junsha because of such a rumor.

This is the charm of the immortals.

He rode out into the street.

There are not only humans staying in front of the sidewalk, but also big-headed monks more than three meters tall with bare breasts, shuttling with the green light and the crowd; A large shadow clings to the outside of the tall office building; On the side of the street lamp stood a huge black goat; The city rails slammed through above, leaving apparitions in the carriages, and on the roof stood a one-legged monster with a cane and rags.

It's a miasma.

When I returned to the incense and candle shop, I saw Wang Xilou playing mahjong with those aunts and uncles on the street, and the light was dim under the street lamp, and a few flying insects were flying around in the light.

The cards of this little zombie are not put together, in order to facilitate their own look, three three, two two apart, as if building a house, and then sometimes play a card and hesitate for a long time, straighten your neck to see the cards played outside, keep confirming, and then hesitate, holding the card down and pick it up.

The others were not in a hurry, they just laughed at her.

In the end, I still beat it out.

It was barred.

Her face darkened, and the other three families were amused when they saw her like that.

"Yo, Xiaofeng is back, Xiao Wang shouldn't go back to cooking soon."

Said to the uncle of the family, Wang Xilou immediately looked back, and sure enough, he saw a teenager in a school uniform walking over.

"I'm back." She had a smile in her eyes.

"How did you come out to play mahjong?"

"Hey, hey."

Feng Wuli handed her the egg scones hanging on the front of the car: "I bought them when I came back." ”

Wang Xilou took it and felt that the child was not in vain.

He glanced at her cards, the feeling of patchwork together, the play was sparse, no wonder she kept losing.

"Grandpa Zhao, can I take over?" He laughed.

"Hey! The two siblings came together. ”

Wang Xilou divided half of the chair for him to sit on, and watched the little apprentice help her kill back.

She wanted to hit a whiteboard, but was pulled back by the wind unreasonably.

"Don't hit this."

She shrunk her neck a little stupidly, and didn't put it after grabbing it, the night light was dim, she felt that these old street masters must not be able to see, and the mahjong table quietly passed through the five fingers, and held the big hand, and pretended to naturally follow the trend unreasonably to discuss which card to come up with.

She has been fond of holding hands lately, as if holding hands is like being together forever, and she even marvels at how there can be such a happy thing as holding hands.

This feeling of being wrapped in is better than all sweet words.

After they left, a few uncles were still talking.

"This little king is going to be thirty or forty, why does he look the same as eighteen or twenty-two?"

"Oh, no, the two siblings look like they've become brothers and sisters."

The old woman of the Li family, who was almost eighty years old, didn't say anything, took a fan, and fanned it again and again, the moon is a line tonight.

Maybe some people haven't forgotten, but they haven't remembered it for a while, but it doesn't matter anymore.

Feng unreasonably pushed the bicycle home, and Wang Xilou sat behind his car.

"In the past two days, the breath of the monsters in the city has suddenly increased a lot." She followed the trend and said unreasonably.

"It's all for that adult, don't go too far to buy groceries, if you meet your former enemies, it will be troublesome."

"Master, where are there so many enemies?"

She smiled: "And Junsha is the territory of Lord Qingdi, so it will basically be a little more restrained." ”

Today, Wang Xilou is already a completely modern little girl, with a pair of white to greasy legs under cotton black hot pants, not the kind of chopsticks, but the leg shape that the wind likes unreasonably, the calves are well-proportioned, and the upper body is wearing a very short black vest, and a white knitted sunscreen shirt is put on the outside.

If you guessed correctly, this was bought by Jiang Hao for Wang Xilou a few days ago.

"Did you buy this dress yourself?" The wind asked unreasonably.

"Didn't you buy it for Master?" She asked, sitting in the back seat and looking up.

"That's right." Feng Wuli smiled and sighed.

"Actually, I like to see you wearing cheongsam, you don't have to dress up in this era, and now many people wear cheongsam."

"Yes, Master saw a lot of people wearing those ancient clothes on the street, but it was a little different from that time."

"A lot of modern redesigns, and your clothes were very old at that time, and they wore them for a few years or more than ten years, and they wore them out too new."

The two returned to the incense and candle shop, he parked his bicycle, and swept the floor with a broom higher than her obediently.

Yahime doesn't know where to go.

Wang Xilou tied a high ponytail and prepared to cook.

No matter what happens outside, it's always reassuring to come back here, especially when you see the back of Wang Xilou cooking.

It's so pretty;

Like;

After dinner, Wang Xilou took a shower and washed some clothes that could not be machine washed in the shower room, such as the family's underwear and socks.

Feng Wuli walked over and saw Wang Xilou sitting there washing clothes, looking at the picture of this woman scrubbing there, the feeling of firewood, rice, oil and salt was very wonderful, and he watched it for a while.

Wang Xilou felt that there was someone behind him, and turned back suspiciously: "What are you doing standing there?" ”

"Thank you for your hard work."

Wang Xilou frowned: "Inexplicable." ”

Feng unreasonably pursed his lips, feeling a little hypocritical, the little zombie has been washing and cooking for him for more than ten years.

"An old lady who has lived for more than 800 years washes my socks here, and I am afraid that I will lose my life if I wear them."

"I'm washing my man's socks, is there a problem?"

"Huh." The wind is unreasonable and pretends to be disgusted.

"Go out, go out, and help the little fox with her homework when you have time, she is a transfer, and she can't catch up with the progress."

Wang Xilou re-washed the laundry and said with a smile: "I found out why you like to watch me work so much, five hundred years ago, you came to make trouble when I did laundry and cooked." ”

"There wasn't much entertainment back then."

Feng Wuli picked up a bunch of grapes from the refrigerator and came to the shower room to feed them.

Pinch a grape and hand it to Wang Xilou's mouth, the little zombie will automatically open its mouth, and Feng will stuff the grape into her mouth unreasonably.

Occasionally, they would touch the cool and soft lips, and both of them had something strange in their hearts, but they both pretended that nothing happened.

She frowned, and after swallowing vaguely, "Master is doing laundry, go out and play, don't come to tease me." ”

Feng unreasonably stuffed another grape over, and she had to eat another one.

She couldn't speak when she ate, so she could only wash her clothes, then look up and chew while glaring at him fiercely.

But how could the little zombie think that it was so fierce, Feng Wuli stuffed another one every time she swallowed it and was about to speak.

She didn't want to eat it, but in the face of the little apprentice's feeding, who could refuse!

"Five hundred years ago, I suddenly missed the things of that time."

"I said don't mess with the stove, you just don't listen to me."

"There are also Yang Zhutou, Shang Fuzi, Liu Fushang, and Miss Jiang."

Wang Xilou pressed his clothes, poured out the water in the basin, looked at him suspiciously, and said, "Wait, who is Miss Jiang?" ”

The wind looked at her suspiciously, and fed the last grape to her mouth.

Can't you?

……

The next day came as promised, he went to school with a little confusion, and when he entered the classroom, he was suddenly stunned.

Because there was a person sitting next to his desk, but it was not Jiang Hao, but a classmate from another class.

He walked over blankly, said hello, and asked her why she was sitting next to him.

"What do you say, haven't I been sitting here all the time?"

"Where's Jiang Chao? What about the transfer student yesterday? She's the one at the same table as me, right? ”

The classmate looked at him suspiciously: "Jiang Hao? Who is it? ”

Feng Wuli's pupils dilated.

Today, Jiang Hao was forgotten again, and more completely than yesterday, and even under unknown rules, even the desk she had vacated in the past was completely scratched on others.

So where is she now?

He tensed all at once.

Then the classroom suddenly fell silent.

Because Sister Shang brought a particularly beautiful girl in, the temperament of the other party was calm and quiet, like a deep boudoir lady.

The wind looked at her unreasonably, but the other party didn't care about anything outside of her.

Including him.

Sister Shang would like to introduce to you that a new classmate is here today.

Applaud;

self-introduction;

At the end of class, Feng Wuli went to find her and said to her, "I had a dream, and we should have seen it in a dream." ”

The girl looked at him with a calm face: "I have no plans to fall in love for the time being." ”

She saw the boy suddenly look at her and smile, but for some reason, that smile made her feel reassured.

"I know, you told me in that dream."

The other party said such inexplicable words, she didn't want to pay attention to it, but her personality is the kind of person who can be ignored or ignored, everything doesn't matter.

"Really? What kind of dream was that? ”

The boy told her that it was a good dream, and that they were friends and had known each other for a long time......

The morning sun came in through the window, hitting half of the boy's face, glowing with a golden sheen.

This is a very strange person, as if he is holding a shovel and smashing against the high wall that he has enclosed.

She felt that she didn't need to intersect with anyone, she just had to stay in the high wall, but the other party's shovels were too noisy and vigorous, and she always felt like something was going to be smashed.

She looked at his face and felt as if she had forgotten something.

She couldn't help but look at him secretly, silently looking at the other party's back, and something was breaking through the ground in her heart.

It rained at noon, and the other party asked her to go to the canteen to eat with her under the pretext of not bringing an umbrella, and pulled her to feed the cat during the lunch break, and met a girl who was very good at painting in the botanical garden, and painted a picture for her, and told her when he was out of school, and wanted a beautiful girl to walk around the playground with him, and he didn't know how to agree.

She couldn't help but look at the boy next to her, and when the other party didn't notice, she watched cautiously and secretly.

"See you tomorrow."

The other party smiled and said goodbye to her, and she suddenly had some expectation in her heart.

She wasn't cold, she just didn't care about anything, she could laugh or not, so she responded with a light smile.

"Well, I'll see you tomorrow."

Thursday morning;

"Okay, welcome to our new classmates...... Uh, what's your name? ”

Seeing that the woman next to her had forgotten her name again, she was just about to say her name, when a boy below suddenly raised his hand and stood up.

"Jiang Nao, her name is Jiang Nao."

She looked at this boy she had never seen before, and inexplicably wanted to cry.