"Congratulations, the challenge was successful!"

Edamame squatted in the dark for a long time, expecting a beam of light to shine on him and ease the fear of darkness that had grown after he had been out of competition.

But nothing happened, and it was still dark all around.

Edamame Mao was really scared, his voice trembled a little, and he shouted into the air, "Hey...... Is it over? Can you let me out? ”

There was no response, not even the ridiculously robotic-like voice that reappeared.

Edamame was about to stand up and fumble when something fell from the sky. That thing hit Edamame Mao's head, and it hurt so much!

"Oops!" Edamame Mao couldn't hold back and cried out in pain, he reached out and touched it, and it turned out to be a round thing, bigger than a quail egg and smaller than an egg. Edamame was overjoyed, and although he couldn't see anything, he knew what he had caught.

"Big Orb!" Edamame shouted happily, but the next second suddenly a bigger object fell from the top of his head and hit Edamame's head, and the thing crushed Edamame to the ground.

"Hey...... What......" Edamame fumbled to his feet, carefully hiding the large orb in his palm into his pocket, and he fumbled for another thing that had smashed into him—huh? What is it? Cold, cold and soft.

"Don't touch my ......"

"Ahh

Edamame didn't expect it to be a talking thing, and the voice was clearly la-do-la!

Edamame Mao breathed a long sigh of relief, and he said, "Oh, you're playing treasure again!" It's okay if I'm wrong, don't play me anymore, Daxian! ”

"Uh......"

The soft and cold thing in Edamame's arms sounded again, but after letting out a meaningless sigh, it actually said, "Who are you?" Who do you say I am? ”

"Huh?" Edamame's eyes widened, but the space was so dark that he couldn't see a single light, and he couldn't see it even when he opened his eyes. Edamame began to feel something strange - the cold, soft thing in his arms seemed to be getting bigger and thinner! Edamame frantically tries to throw it away, only to find that it is wrapped around its hands like crystal clay.

"It took me a lot of effort to get myself together, but it didn't work...... I was the forgotten part of me...... Only if I remember me, I can return to my ......"

Edamame was dizzy by its tongue twister-like "me and me", and he felt the mass thinner and thinner—at first it looked like a big jelly, but now it seemed like a cloud, and Edamame asked, "Are you going to disappear?" How can I help you? ”

"I forgot four poems...... Can you help me find them? And then let the real me remember them? ”

"Which four poems?"

"I only have a few pheromones left in my head......"

"Say it! Say it! ”

"I just remember one poem written by a poet who loved tofu and had long braids; There is also a poem written by a poet who likes to see maple leaves, and his surname seems to be Du; By the way, another poem should be written by Su Shi for his friend; The last poem, I really can't remember, and I can't remember the name of the poet, I can only remember that it was from the Song Dynasty, as if the surname was Ye, and the poem was written at night......"