"So, you really don't remember who you really are?"

"Oh, I see."

"I see."

In this jungle, Mingxin sat on a horizontal piece of wood, put his hands on his cheeks, nodded clearly, some bonfires were raised in front of him, and a rabbit was roasted on them, and on the opposite side of the bonfire, a tall, handsome man sat cross-legged, his thick eyebrows were wrinkled, and said, "When you met me, I was there?" ”

"yes."

"You don't know me?"

"Of course I don't know."

The little Taoist shook his head again and again, remembering that he had seen it before, someone was lying at the door of the dart bureau and slandering people, so he immediately turned sideways, subconsciously covered the money bag, his little face was tense, and said: "Little Taoist, I just came here, and it really has nothing to do with this uncle's injury." ”

"Hmph, I haven't said that either."

The man snorted coldly, lost his memory, and still said lightly with a natural arrogance in his tone:

"In your way, the micro-end is the same as the waste!"

"Even if I lie here and let you fight, you won't hurt me for half a point!"

The little Taoist priest was dumbfounded:

"Ah, you, you!"

Mingxin stammered: "You, why are you like this, I found you!" ”

The man said arrogantly: "Why do I need you to save me?!" ”

He swept his gaze over the person in front of him who had a face full of words that said, 'I saved people, and I saved the person who scolded you for being nosy, how can there be such an outrageous thing in this world!' The little Taoist priest sneered, got up and said lightly: "I'm going to go, you'd better get out of here quickly." ”

He was covered in blood, but he didn't seem to care about these at all, he walked forward step by step, walked past the dumbfounded little Taoist priest, paused at this time, and said lightly: "I advise you, what can hurt me is by no means an ordinary mediocre waste in this world, you are like this, it is best not to have anything to do with me, be careful to die." ”

The little Taoist priest was sluggish: "............"

"Didn't you forget everything?"

The man sneered: "Although I have forgotten the past, but this body and this heart, bright and magnificent, worthy of all things, I am strong, even if I have forgotten the past, but I also know that those who can defeat me and beat me to serious injury and amnesia will not exceed the number of ten fingers inside and outside the Six Realms, and your cultivation is as small as an ant, humble as dust, and it is by no means their opponent." ”

"If you're more interested, go in the opposite direction to this seat, and leave quickly."

Mingxin held dry food and was sluggish.

When he grew up to the age of fifteen, the little Taoist priest who left the mountain gate and the capital city of Zhongzhou for the first time was directly taught a good lesson by this world.

In this world, how can there be such an annoying guy!

Doesn't it mean that after amnesia, the shaping of people by the things they have experienced will disappear and return to their nature?!

This man's nature—

It's annoying!

It's just that he was stunned for a while, and then he heard a loud pop behind him, and the little Taoist stood up suddenly, turned around and saw the man who was arrogant just now slammed on the ground, his body was running with qi, blood was constantly flowing down, and his breath was sluggish.

Mingxin was stunned, did not hesitate, stepped forward to help the man up, the latter's eyes were faintly trance, the pupil lost focus, the injury was extremely serious, the tone was weak, still full of arrogance, and said lightly: "You let go." ”

The little Taoist priest sighed in his heart, carried his arm, and said:

"I can't ignore you, no matter what you say, you won't die here."

The little Taoist priest naturally said: "All things and the world we know are done by our own hearts, because I have met you, and you are reflected in my heart, if I see you in danger and do not save you, it is that there is a crack in my heart, and the external world reflected in my heart is no longer complete." ”

"Hmph, boring."

The man said lightly: "I'm dead, you have a hole in your heart, what does it have to do with me?"

The stubborn temper of the young Taoist was committed, and he said: "I save you, what do I have to do with you!" ”

The man wanted to refute, but his injuries were too serious after all, so he could only try his best to control the power of this body, so as to avoid the flame qi escaping from scorching the young Taoist, he had done his best, but fortunately, the little Taoist priest also had a few Taoist practices in his heart, and finally took him out of this mountain.

There is a small town at the foot of the mountain, the little Taoist priest went to buy some medicinal materials, and relied on the medical skills he learned since childhood to make a bowl of soup and medicine for the man to drink, took out a clean Taoist robe and gave it to the man, and said: "Let's go to the town to find a doctor, it's better to eat something, how about it?" ”

"The blood on your body is strange and scary, I still have a clean robe here, can you change it first?"

"Hmph, this body and this heart, born and raised, there is no trace that you can't see the common people, what kind of clothes to change?!"

The little Taoist priest became angry and said, "Change! ”

The man snorted coldly, grabbed his clothes, and changed them on the spot.

Little Taoist Mingxin: ".................."

When I went to the town, although there were a few old doctors, but for the incurable disease of amnesia, I could only express my love and helplessness, the little Taoist priest bowed very politely and thanked him, and then left a few copper plates as the cost of the consultation, but the man in the Taoist robe was wrapped his arms, raised his chin slightly, and said:

"Hmph, rubbish."

"Useless."

"How can this amnesia be cured by you?!"

"Ridiculous!"

The little Taoist priest covered his forehead with his heart.

Why are you so proud of yourself that you have amnesia and that others can't cure it?!

You're a person, there's a problem!

He had no choice but to salute those doctors obediently, pull the arrogant 'Taoist' over there out, and persuade him, saying that you should at least be restrained and restrained, and it would be good to pretend, but when he saw that the guy was still like this, he looked like he would not change even if he died, so he had to sigh and say:

"Forget it, there shouldn't be a doctor here, let's go get something to eat first."

The little Taoist priest checked his small money bag, then pointed to the noodle restaurant over there, and said: "I have been away from Zhongzhou for a long time, I have been eating dry food, I haven't eaten noodles for a long time, I am finally able to eat a little today, cough well, I think you should not have any money, otherwise, I will invite you." ”

The man said, "Money? What is it? ”

Mingxin sighed.

He felt that after he left the capital city of Zhongzhou, he sighed often.

When he arrived at the noodle shop, the little Taoist priest pinched his money bag, thought about it, and said:

"Two bowls of Yangchun noodles, well, add another egg!"

The little two who were entertaining said neatly:

"Okay, two portions of Yangchun noodles, one with chicken, two please take a seat!"

The little Taoist priest Mingxin and the man sat at a square table, the little Taoist priest put down the bamboo basket on his body, wearing a light blue Taoist robe, carrying a variety of large bags and small bags on one side, looking left and right excitedly, and soon two bowls of noodles were sent up, a big bowl, the soup inside was clear, the noodles were strong, and two boiled cabbage hearts with a little soy sauce and green onion flowers looked very delicious.

The little Taoist priest swallowed, and then pushed the bowl with chickens to the man.

The latter raised his eyes slightly, and said coldly: "What to do?" ”

The little Taoist priest smiled: "Ah, when I was on the mountain, every time I was not in good health, the master would add a chicken to my lower body, which was very good for my body, and I was reluctant to eat it." ”

"Hmph."

The man sneered, for some reason, he always felt that it was too ridiculous to eat this thing to supplement his body with his own identity, but looking at the little Taoist priest who was shaking his body happily over there, he still snorted coldly, ate slowly, and said lightly: "Is that money?" I see you have a lot of money in your purse, why don't you add one to yourself? ”

The little Taoist priest said: "Huh? Did you see that? ”

He took a bite of noodles, bit his chopsticks and said, "There is still a long way to go, and I don't have much to wrap around, so I can spend as little as possible." ”

"Humph......"

The man sneered, the little Taoist priest Mingxin was already familiar with this guy who sneered at every turn and had a bad mouth, and he could ignore him calmly with the characteristics of a Taoist disciple, and said, "Speaking of which, do you really not remember?" Can't even remember the name? ”

"Name? What do you want that thing for? ”

"Ah, I mean, I can't call you huy, hey, or uncle, in that case, can I?"

"I just saw a fortune teller on the side of the road, I am a disciple of the Daomen, and I always believe in the [Mandate of Heaven], otherwise if we finish eating noodles later, we will go to the fortune teller to calculate a little hexagram, see what kind of hexagram it is, just listen to this destiny and take a name, before your memory is restored, uncle, how about calling you like this?"

The man was dismissive.

Fortune telling?

I ...... the ancestors of fortune tellers

It's just that he doesn't know why, but when he thought of this, his thoughts suddenly broke off.

It's like the sequelae of being hit by a heavy object, the brain went blank for a moment, frowned slightly, felt strange, and finally chose to go over with the little Taoist, the fortune teller was a forty or fifty-year-old man, his hands were in the cuffs, and he took a slow nap, after the little Taoist explained his intention, the fortune teller glanced at the arrogant 'Taoist', yawned, held the hexagram cylinder, and shook it.

threw out some copper plates, began to arrange the hexagrams, and said casually: "Ah, your hexagram is not very good." ”

"Oh, this is unlucky, we have to resolve it."

The man's brows furrowed, his expression unhappy, while the little Taoist priest nodded again and again, looking quite serious.

The amnesiac man looked impatiently left and right.

I simply sat on a chair on one side and took a nap.

While the little Taoist priest was listening, another man slowly approached, his eyes were slightly red, and he unhurriedly arrived on the side of the little Taoist priest's clear heart!! ”

A bell rings!

The golden Buddha light is violent at this time!

It is one of the monks who came from the Western Heaven Buddha Kingdom to enter the world to teach the Dharma, and experienced the mighty king and Qi Wufu to break the monk to destroy the Buddha and turn the Buddha into the way, cross the world, and infiltrate Kyushu's goal has not been completed, and there is a fierce killing machine for the disciples of the Taoist sect and the people in the world.

The little Taoist priest is gifted and understanding, but at the moment he is only in the realm of a Taoist priest.

Coupled with the monk's upsurge, he couldn't react for a while, and could only watch the monk's hood fall, his eyes were scarlet, full of murderous intent, and the latter looked at the extremely talented Daomen genius who was about to die in his own hands, and there was a trace of joy and madness in his eyes.

The flowing Buddha light, the blood that penetrated, the astonishment of others, and the ecstasy in the monk's eyes, as if turned into a picture scroll, the next moment-

The Buddha's light suddenly shattered.

A palm stretched out, and almost instantaneously chiseled through the Buddha bell and grabbed the monk's wrist.

！！！

The monk's heart froze, and he suddenly raised his head.

The last thing he saw was scattered black hair, the tips of the hair were red, and he saw a pair of eyes with small pupils and large whites, brutal and ruthless arrogance, black hair dancing wildly, an indescribable terrifying oppressive force directly filled, and the next moment, a terrifying flame, converging the firelight, leaving only endless high temperatures, and then swept ahead with a terrifying frequency that the naked eye could not capture.

By the time the fortune teller and Mingxin reacted, there was nothing in front of them.

Not even dust.

It was as if the monk had evaporated out of thin air.

The amnesiac man slowly withdrew his palm, snorted coldly, his eyes drooped, narrow as a knife, which made the fortune teller tremble, and then laughed: "Ah, ahhahaha, that monk ran so fast, and it was gone in a blink of an eye, ah, ah, hahaha." ”

"This speed, fleeting, fleeting."

"Come on, come on, two, let's continue to solve the hexagram, continue to solve the hexagram!"

The man pursed his lips, swallowed the blood that had just stirred up the internal injury, and said lightly with an expressionless face:

"How's the hexagram?"

As he stood there, the fortune teller felt an indescribable sense of terror and oppression, his body trembled, and he said:

"The words of the hexagram ......"

He paused, not wanting to speak, but under the man's gaze, he didn't dare not speak, so he had to say with difficulty: "Your hexagram is, [Jun has no mouth, Yifei]. ”

The first sentence is that you don't have a mouth, you can't say your own expression;

The second sentence is even more excessive.

Pointing directly at his nose and scolding - Ifi, you are not human!

The man said coldly: "Jun Wukou, Yifei, what is it?" ”

The little Taoist thought for a while and said, "Is it a word fan?" It seems to be [Yin]. ”

The amnesiac man didn't seem to like fortune tellers, and said impatiently: "Yin? Yin is Yin, anyway, it's just a name to call it, and from today on, ......"

"You can just call me [Yin Daoren]."

He said to the young man who was called "Xi Zhenren" by later generations.

The fortune teller watched the two leave, wiped his cold sweat, and said: "Ah, I'm really scared to death, if I knew that fortune telling was so difficult, I wouldn't do it. Oh, that's hard...... What kind of hexagram is this? ”

He was terrified.

He bought this hexagram a few days ago, ten copper coins.

Ten copper coins were tossed up and landed in the palm of the hand.

The man in the green shirt threw away the copper coin, his eyes were calm and indifferent, and there was endless golden streamer in it, as if he could glimpse the law of all things and the traces of the future, and at this moment he glimpsed the core of this luck and cause and effect, and looked at the two Taoists, one big and one small, and said lightly:

"[Yin] Taoist, [Xi] real person."

"[Yin], [Xi]."

"Divide into two, graft and change, to shade the heavens."

"Kill and rob to survive death."

He brushed his sleeve robe, got up lightly, and said to himself: "Although I still came to see it, but, what's the future, let him go." ”

"I want to go and see that Qi Wufu, and give [this thing] to him."

The man in the green shirt with white temples left and went to look for Qi Wufu.

I want to see him before leaving.

(End of chapter)