Chapter 66: Partial Memory Loss
Zeng Shengji is a pure straight man, how can he understand Gu Qingjue's careful thinking.
Gu Gu said to himself: "Your mental method is very suitable for you, you can continue to practice, as for the swordsmanship, after the formal apprenticeship, the teacher will teach you again."
"Yes."
On the second day, after Su Yixin finished practicing, Gu Qingjue had already finished practicing and just came out of the bath.
I want to go to see Gu Mingbo and his wife today, Gu Qingjue deliberately wore a dark gray shirt, the young man was long and jade, and Gu Qingjue, who was thirteen years old in two months, had more and more obvious facial contours.
The longer it gets, the more wicked it becomes.
Su Yixin retracted her eyes and silently thought that you can't look at it.
She can follow the local customs and adapt to the identity of this child daughter-in-law.
But in hunger and thirst, I still can't do it to a half-old child who is not yet thirteen years old.
Let's raise it for a few more years.
The phase guild of the cultivation system will be more fragrant.
Considering the possible damage to the grave, this trip to the grave brought a lot of things and put them on the ox cart.
After breakfast, Su Yixin and Gu Qingjue took Zeng Shengji and the three of them up the mountain, Gu Qingxi and Gu Qingming stayed at home, watched by Li Zhengzhen, and Luo Wuxian knew that he was going to the cemetery, and he wanted to follow.
"Aren't you afraid that red fox will stay there and bite you?"
"Woo woo woo ......"
Isn't there still you, even if you are, you don't dare to show up.
"That's really not good, what if it looks for a helper, what kind of identity are you in the fox clan?"
Su Yixin sat on the ox cart and stroked the fox fur.
The hair on Luo Wuxian's buttocks hasn't grown yet, and every time Su Yixin strokes his hair, he must cover the fox's tail there, and he doesn't dare to move.
Hearing Su Yixin ask it about the fox clan, he pretended to be asleep directly.
Seeing that he was like this, Su Yixin knew that his status was not low, and he might still be the royal family of the demon clan, if he didn't say it, he wouldn't say it, even if he knew it, with her current ability, she couldn't help him.
Because there was an ox cart pulling things, this time I took a different path than the last time I went up the mountain.
Gu Qingjue pointed the way, and Zeng Shengji rushed to the car.
The ox cart went around two more hills before it arrived at the grave of Gu Mingbo and his wife.
As soon as I came, I saw half of the tombstone that had been destroyed, and the other half didn't see it, and I don't know where it went.
The cypress trees planted in front of the tomb withered due to the erosion of the extremely cold and evil air, not to mention the surrounding trees and grasses.
A few drops of blood can still be faintly seen on the ground, which should have been left by Qian Song when he was injured.
Su Yixin looked at Gu Qingjue with some concern.
The graves of their biological parents are destroyed like this, which one can endure it?
However, Gu Qingjue has experienced so many things, and he has become much calmer, and he silently picked up a shovel to shovel the dirty blood clean.
"Ziyuan, when we grow up, we will go and avenge Daddy and Auntie!"
"Hmm."
Gu Qingjue's hand with the shovel paused, and then said: "You don't have to worry about me, I know what to do and what not to do, my father's revenge must be avenged, and we also have to live well."
It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, he will step into his career step by step, reach the pinnacle of power, and cut off their path with his own hands, so that they cannot afford to live and die.
Su Yixin was very pleased, and nodded like an old mother: "Yes, only if you live well, is the greatest contempt for the enemy."
The three of them took action to remove all the dead trees.
Su Yixin used the Qiankun glass mirror to lay out a simple formation, so that the imbalance of yin and yang around it was coordinated.
It's spring, and in less than ten days, the flowers and plants will grow again, and as for the other trees, they will be transplanted from elsewhere.
It's this tombstone, I have to polish it again, and then I have to put it on again, and I have to go back and get it again.
After making it, the two put sacrifices on Gu Mingbo and his wife, burned paper money with incense, and finally kowtowed, and then packed up their things and went down the mountain.
On the way, Gu Qingjue was silent, Zeng Shengji talked more than usual, and it could be seen that he was deliberately looking for a topic.
What's the purpose, feel sorry for this apprentice?
Gu Qingjue knew Zeng Shengji's intentions, and basically Zeng Shengji would answer in time if he asked.
Su Yixin's gaze fell on Zeng Shengji, hesitated, and then spoke: "Master Zeng, is your memory a little broken?" ”
Zeng Shengji's hand holding the rope paused.
Then he laughed: "You can still see it." Yes, I have partial memory loss, I know what my name is, where I come from, where my home is, but I don't remember why I came here, and I don't remember what happened before. ”
Zeng Shengji grabbed the rope of the ox cart, turned his head to look at Su Yixin behind him, and said, "Why do you say this?" ”
Su Yixin had already seen Zeng Shengji's face last time, and he also knew Zeng Shengji's eight characters, not surprisingly, he should be a princely family.
I just don't know why Zeng Shengji, who was born in a noble family, ended up in this small Tongyuan Town and was forced to "sell himself".
"Your three souls and seven souls are here, and there is no such thing as a lost soul. Then there are two possibilities, one is that you have suffered a brain injury before, and the brain is bleeding, which just compresses the nerves and causes amnesia. There is also the possibility that what you experienced was so painful that you selectively forgot about it. ”
"So am I the former or the latter?"
Su Yixin said: "The latter is more likely. ”
If the cranial nerves are compressed, and they are more manifested and memorized, but they can even remember their own eight characters, the biggest possibility is selective amnesia.
This is a subconscious protective mechanism for people in the face of painful things.
Zeng Shengji, a tall man, was also silent, and sat on the ox cart with Gu Qingjue left and right, and the atmosphere was quite depressing.
"If you want to know that memory, I have a solution."
"Forget it."
I also know that that memory will definitely make him miserable, and since he has forgotten it, why bother himself.
Bypassing the first mountain, Su Yixin felt a fluctuation of spiritual power, and even if she was unkilled, she grabbed her sleeve hard, looking excited.
"Ziyuan, you and Master Zeng go back first, and I'll go to the mountain in front of me to have a look." Su Yixin said and jumped out of the ox cart, and a person and a fox quickly disappeared into the depths of the woods.
"Left!"
Luo Wuxian ran forward excitedly, showing Su Yixin the way from time to time.
The closer you get, the richer your aura becomes.
The pores of Su Yixin's whole body were dilated, greedily absorbing the purest spiritual power here, and after walking for about half an hour, Su Yixin stopped at the mountainside of a mountain stream.
The mountain stream is full of smoke, and there is a drop of two meters below, and there is a hot spring, which is an ordinary hot spring, and there is nothing unusual about it.
The aura they felt was emanating from the lilies that grew from the rocky peaks of the mountain streams.
Lily first appeared in the previous dynasty, has a history of hundreds of years, ordinary lily can be used in medicine, has the effect of moistening the lungs and relieving cough, clearing heat, calming the nerves and diuretic.
And the lilies that grow in this paradise, nourished by hot springs, and absorb the essence of the sun and the moon over the years, seem to have spirituality, and eating them can increase the cultivation of cultivators.
Ordinary people can also detoxify and prolong their lives after eating it.
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