Yan Ge opened the forbidden place and walked into the depths, a soft and warm breath enveloping her.

Going around the depths, you will see a pool of spring water, which gives people a clear and sweet feeling, and a faint layer of white smoke rises from the surface of the water.

The spring water is surrounded by quaint stones, and it is antique.

The spring water and beautiful scenery make people think of the fairyland Yao Pond.

This is the Spirit Pool.

The weak water spirit pool used for Yange's bathing is the water here.

Yan Ge wants to find a way to recover her memories here.

Missing memories, there is always a feeling of "I am not me".

She approached the spirit pool barefoot, and was about to step into the water when a voice rang out.

"What is the owner going to do?"

Yan Ge followed the sound and saw that it was Nangong Wan standing in the tall grass and trees.

She had the feeling of being caught doing bad things, and she panicked, "It's nothing." ”

Nangong Wan walked up to her and saluted, "Every porcelain in the Thousand Porcelain Workshop is mixed with the water here, and the owner of the workshop thinks twice." ”

Think about it, if she jumps in and soaks for a while, in case the memory is not retrieved, but the people who are transformed by the spirit porcelain behind her have the smell of her feet, then won't she be hated for a lifetime?

"The owner is looking for a way to recover his memory?" Nangong Wan's deep eyes can always see through his thoughts.

Yan Ge bowed his head and was silent, looking lost.

"This should not be rushed, it may need to be gradual."

"How can you not be in a hurry." Yan Ge muttered angrily, "If you don't get my memories back, I can be killed by you." ”

The voice was so small that only she could hear it.

Nangong Wan didn't hear her muttering, but she could see that she wanted to get her memories back as soon as possible.

"It's not completely clueless...... "Before Nangong Wan's words were finished, Yan Ge looked at him with starry eyes.

Nangong Wan brought Yan Ge to a flower pot in the backyard of the inner hall, the soil in the flower pot was shriveled and stiff, and there were a few residual leaves, which was incompatible with the vibrant atmosphere of the Thousand Porcelain Workshop.

Nangong Wan opened the small brocade box in her hand, took out a seed from it, and presented it to Yan Ge.

"Plant it, and when it grows luxuriantly, the owner will be blessed for serving it, so that you can share the fate of life with it, and what you have lost will return to the owner."

Yan Ge will be skeptical, "Has it worked?" ”

Nangong Wan was very determined, "The small one has been planted before." ”

Although Yan Ge felt that this statement was a bit far-fetched, in order to recover his memory, he still planted the seeds in it.

As soon as she buried the seed, Nangong Wan took it out, "Lord Fang, if the soil is not soft, the seed will not be able to stretch its life." ”

Yan Ge had no choice but to get the seeds back and replant them.

"Be mindful." Nangong Wan's tone was soft, but it made Yan Ge feel like he was watching a good show. However, when she raised her eyes to look at Nangong Wan, he was serious again.

Yan Ge was busy sweating, and finally planted the seeds. In order to make it grow better, he also worked hard to get a handful of water from the spirit pond to water it.

"When will this grow? The method that Lord Nangong said is not reliable at all. She muttered to herself.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a ball of tender green coming out from under the soil, chubby, and very pleasant.

"This is what grows?"

Without waiting for the song to react, the small seedling grew upward at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally grew into a tall seedling, and small flower buds scrambled to emerge.

Yan Ge was dumbfounded, and stood motionless, waiting for the buds to bloom. She thought that so many flower buds were opening at the same time, it must be particularly gorgeous and beautiful.

After waiting for a while, I didn't see any movement from the buds.

After waiting for a while, there was still no movement from the buds, and they were as if they were asleep.

Nangong Wan saw all her subtle expressions in her eyes, and silently stole joy in her heart.

Yan Ge waited for a long time, but still didn't see the buds blooming, and couldn't help but ask him, "What's the matter?" ”

Nangong Wan replied unhurriedly: "Good things always need to wait, don't be anxious, Lord Fang." ”

Yan Ge didn't believe him, and asked his personal maid instead, "You say, why don't they open?" ”

The maidservant replied, "This seed must have been brought back from the mortal world, and the water of the spirit pool can only make it grow as it is now." If you want it to bloom, you have to wait another ten days and a half months. ”

Yan Ge glanced around, and sighed with some emotion, "You mean to say that so many flowers and plants in the Thousand Porcelain Workshop are all like us, and they are transformed by spiritual porcelain?" ”

The maidservant replied: "In the beginning, they all came from the mortal world, and they grew up and fruited in spring, summer, autumn and winter, and then they had seeds, and after these seeds were sown, they grew with a thin layer of spiritual power, and the cycle continued, and the spiritual power was deeper, and they could grow and blossom according to what we wanted in our hearts." ”

Helpless, Yange could only continue to wait.

Yan Ge returned to the room and waited for less than a quarter of an hour, then ran to the flower pot again.

She wondered, since the spirit pool water could speed up its growth, wouldn't it be possible to shorten the waiting time if she did it more?

She asked Jiang Cheng to carry a large pot of water from the spirit pond to the flower pot, watered it a little, but it was not enough, and poured a lot of it into it.

The delicate little flower buds still didn't move.

Yan Ge carefully held a handful of water with his hand and poured it on the buds.

The bud really moved, emitting a faint soft light, slowly stretching, and blooming a brilliant white flower.

"It worked!"

Yan Ge admired herself so much, and the maidservant guards also praised her, and she was overjoyed when she heard it.

The small buds slowly bloomed, Yan Ge was stunned by the scene in front of her, and she waved her hand to the maidservant: "Go and find Lord Nangong." ”

She didn't know what she was doing with Nangong at this time, obviously recovering her memory was just her business.

But......

Seeing such a splendid scene, I couldn't help but want him to see it.

Yan Ge couldn't put it down and gently stroked the delicate petals, accidentally pulled off a petal, and immediately blamed herself, and apologized to the flower, lest it was unwilling to retrieve her memory.

In fact, the petals were not pulled off by the song, but fell off naturally.

If she looked closely, she would see that several of the petals of the other flowers had also fallen off.

The petals turn from brilliant snow-white to dull yellow and slowly wither.

One after the other.

"How did it wither? I haven't gotten my amnesia yet. ”

After half a day of hard work, the result is all gone. Yan Ge couldn't accept the reality, and squatted on the edge of the flower pot. Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Nangong Wan's footsteps approaching him, and he didn't dare to say anything, lest he be blamed and laughed at.

Nangong Wan glanced at the withered flowers, and then looked at the flower pots that were overflowing with water along the leaves and stems, and had already guessed what was going on.

"It doesn't look like it's going to work." Nangong Wan said.

Yan Ge was unwilling, but he still muttered to himself to cheer himself up: "Even if you can't think of anything, you are still the owner of the Thousand Porcelain Workshop, as long as your spiritual power is enough." ”

She got up and said to Jiang Cheng, who had been waiting aside: "You go and prepare, we will attack the Tiangong Tower tomorrow and rescue Lord Lingzun." ”

"Yes." Gangseong Road.

When Jiang Cheng was about to leave, he thought of something, hesitated, and finally mustered up the courage to ask, "Then Yaoxi's ......?"

Yan Ge said: "She is our very important informant, we need her help, you contact her first, and then the matter depends on the situation." ”

"Yes, Master."

After Jiang Cheng retreated, Nangong Wan asked Yan Ge: "Did you really decide to listen to Yaoxi?" ”

"When did I say I was going to listen to Yaoxi? I'm just talking about saving the soul. Yan Ge said.

Nangong Wan asked: "Do you want to hold off Yaoxi first, and then think of another way?" ”

"Hmm." Yan Ge only replied briefly and left.

With a blank head, she actually couldn't think of so much at all. What complicated means, what mysterious magic circle, made her heart messy.

The only thought at the moment is: take it one step at a time.

As the commander-in-chief, she can't tell this idea to others, otherwise it will be "a disaster to the army".