Thinking about it, those memories that had been sealed in the dust for a long time began to wake up, and the fragments of memories began to slowly piece together in Lianhua's brain, and the patchwork memories brought severe pain, Lianhua felt that his brain was about to explode, and the cold instantly soaked his clothes and pants, and the coldness swept through his whole body. Lianhua's consciousness gradually became confused, and the darkness began to swallow the room, the wall of the living room, the crystal screen on the wall, the coffee table next to the wall, the Liao lying on the ground, the sofa he was sitting on, and finally the darkness also swallowed him.

In the darkness, Lianhua kept sinking down, he didn't know what would happen next, he didn't like this feeling, he wanted to struggle, he wanted to get out of this environment, he used his weak consciousness to control his hand and grabbed upward, but what he caught was only darkness. He wanted to call, but his voice was stuck in his throat and couldn't come out. In this way, the consciousness disappeared completely, and Lianhua's sinking speed began to accelerate, and as he sank, time began to regress "tick-tock". When the fragments of memories were pieced together, a beautiful and cozy little village appeared at the end of the darkness, and Lianhua sank into it without hindrance.

...

Sigre Village, a small village tucked away in the Sneig Mountains, is not wealthy, but it is also well-fed. The villagers here are even more kind and simple, living in isolation and without any disputes all year round, except for sending people down the mountain every month to exchange for some daily necessities, they hardly have contact with outsiders. But there are always accidents in everything, just one day five years ago, the village chief's daughter Ling'er went into the mountain herbs, and when she came back in the evening, she brought back an outsider, a seriously injured man, the man's injuries were very serious, the person was completely unconscious, and he was only hanging in one breath. Fortunately, the village chief was proficient in medical skills, so he barely helped the man save his life.

In the early morning, the warm spring sun just shone into this cabin, on a wooden bed in the cabin, a man with a whole body covered with bandages was lying there, the sunlight slowly climbed to his face, he seemed to feel the light, and slowly opened his eyes, "Where am I?" The man wanted to see his surroundings clearly, but when he was about to get up, there was a huge pain like tears all over his body, and the severe pain made him have to give up the idea of getting up. Only then did he notice that he was covered in bandages. Unable to get up, he could only lie down and observe the surroundings of the subject, but fortunately he had to turn his head and neck in a small area.

Just when the man was observing the environment, the wooden door of the cabin was pushed open, and a young girl walked in, she was wearing simple cloth clothes and trousers, her long hair was combed back and tied into a ponytail, her face was a little baby fat, and her delicate facial features gave people a very close feeling. What impressed the man the most was the girl's eyes, which were a pair of eyes that were incomparably clear and without any impurities, and the man was deeply attracted by these eyes. The man looked at the girl, and the girl naturally looked at the man, and the eyes of the two people collided in the air.

"Thank goodness you're finally awake. The girl was the first to break the silence, and her voice was very smart and very nice.

"Yes," the man came back to his senses and asked anxiously, "Excuse me, where is this? Why am I here?" and—" As he spoke too quickly and urgently, the wound came again with a tearing pain, and the man had to stop.

"Does the wound hurt?" the girl saw the man's painful expression, and hurriedly walked to the bed, leaning over to check his injury. "Fortunately, the wound has not opened, you can ask any questions slowly, and I will tell you. After speaking, he smiled sweetly at the man, it was a smile that could melt people's hearts.

"Huh~ Thank you," the man took a deep breath and eased the pain on his body, "Don't worry, I was presumptuous just now, I haven't introduced myself yet, my name is Xiudao." The man tried to reach out, but the hand didn't give him a response, just shook slightly.

"My name is Cailing, the color of the rainbow, the bell of the bell, you can call me Ling'er, everyone calls me that. The girl smiled and reached out to shake the monk's hand.

"Cai, Ling'er, girl, where am I?"

"I'm not called Miss Cailing'er, I'm Ling'er," Ling'er said, pouting, a little unhappy that the monk had misnamed her.

"I'm sorry, Miss Ling'er, where am I?" Xiudao was embarrassed to call people Ling'er directly, which was a bit too intimate.

"This is the village of Higri. ”

"Higre Village?" Monk searched his memory, he didn't remember if he had ever been to this village. He then asked, "How did I get here?"

"Seven days ago, I went into the mountains to collect medicine, and I found you by the stream in the mountains, you were seriously injured at that time, and I found someone to carry you back to the village. ”

Xiudao then remembered that a while ago he found something in an ancient book of his family and wanted to confirm it, so he went to Sneig Mountain alone, but the matter was not confirmed, but he fell off the cliff, and it seemed that the girl in front of him saved him. Thinking of this cultivator, he hurriedly got up, but as a result, there was a tearing pain on his body, and finally he could only lie down and say, "Thank you Miss Ling'er for saving your life, I will repay you." ”

Ling'er hurriedly waved her hand, "I just carried you back, it was my father who saved you, not me." ”

"I can't say that, if Miss Ling'er hadn't found me, I'm afraid I would have died by the stream, and of course I would have repaid your father. The monk insisted.

"But seriously, when I brought you back, I almost couldn't save you. My father said, fortunately, you are a martial artist and have a fighting spirit. Thinking of the original situation, Ling'er was still a little frightened, and when she said this, she suddenly blinked her beautiful eyes and asked curiously, "By the way, what is a martial artist, what is a fighting spirit?

"Of course, but only when I recover. ”

"Then we'll tell me, and you'll have to tell me when the time comes. Ling'er smiled and stretched out her little finger and gently hooked it on the little finger of the cultivator.

At that moment, the cultivator only felt as if his whole body had been hit by lightning magic, and he was very comfortable.

"Isn't it okay?" Ling'er hurriedly asked when she saw that the cultivator did not react.

"No, no, I promise, promise. Only then did the cultivator come back to his senses and hurriedly promised.

"Well, hee-hee~" Suzu'er smiled happily.

"You just said 7 days ago, I was in a coma for 7 days?"

"Not counting today, you've been in a coma for 7 days and 7 nights. ”

"But it's good to be alive!" said Shudo as he looked out the window into the sun.

Ling'er was originally here to see the man's situation, but now that he is awake, there is nothing to do, her task is also completed, she has other things to do, "You just stay here first, have a good rest, don't move, if the wound is torn, it will not be good." ”

"Well, thank you," the monk said again.

After explaining the matter, Ling'er walked out of the cabin and closed the wooden door casually.

The speed of the recovery of the monk is very amazing, he can walk on the ground after lying in bed for 2 days, during which in addition to Ling'er and Ling'er's father, the village chief of Sigre Village, came to see him, and the monk also expressed his gratitude, but the village chief didn't seem to welcome him much, just waved his hand, and after checking the recovery of the monk's path, he left without saying a word, very cold.

He was reluctant to stay in bed after being able to walk on the ground, after all he had been lying for so many days, and he walked out of the hut and around the village. The villagers all knew that Ling'er had picked up an injured man and brought him back, and their eyes were strange and a little curious, but their attitude towards him was very kind.

The small village is not big, and it didn't take long for the surrounding environment to be thoroughly explored by the monasticism.

After another three days, Shudo's injuries healed, and after healing, Shudo did not leave the village in a hurry, but stayed in the village. In this way, 7 days passed, and in the past few days, he and Ling'er were almost inseparable, what Ling'er went to do, and he often helped Ling'er.

That evening, as Ling'er and Xiu Dao were walking home together, she asked him, "Why do you always follow me?"

He replied confidently, "There's no way, I'm not familiar with life here, so I'm familiar with you, I can only follow you." ”