Chapter 212: Ouyang Xiaoyu has lost his memory
"What's your name?" Ye Shaoxuan asked at Ouyang Xiaoyu.
"My name is Xing'er, and this is what Xiaobawang told me. Ouyang whispered.
"Xing'er, how is it possible, is it okay for you to call Ouyang Xiaoyu. "Ye Shaoxuan is about to collapse. Is there really a person in the world who looks exactly the same, and so coincidentally wears the same clothes and holds the same stone stick?
Liyue said: "When she fell, I didn't know anything, I thought she didn't want to tell me, so I called her Xing'er for the time being." ”
"Where does your family live?" Ye Shaoxuan continued to ask.
"My home is here, and this big place is all my home. Ouyang Xiaoyu said innocently.
“......”
What's going on, Ouyang Xiaoyu has amnesia!?
Ye Shaoxuan still didn't give up and asked, "Then do you remember your grandfather?"
"Grandpa?" Ouyang Xiaoyu paused when he heard this, his expression looked a little wrong, and said, "I seem to have a grandfather, how do you know this." ”
Ye Shaoxuan sighed lightly, he still remembered his grandfather, which meant that Ouyang Xiaoyu's current situation was not as bad as he thought.
"Then do you remember who Ye Shaoxuan is?" Ye Shaoxuan said.
"Who is Ye Shaoxuan?" Luo Ge asked, as if she was more interested in this question than Ouyang Xiaoyu.
"Yes, who is Ye Shaoxuan?" Ouyang whispered.
It's over, now Ouyang Xiaoyu doesn't remember himself, this ...... It all collapsed in an instant.
Ye Shaoxuan pulled Liyue aside and asked, "Brother Liyue, was there really nothing abnormal when she just fell?"
"It looks good, nothing out of the ordinary. "Liyue Road.
This Nima, I can't even remember my name, and there's nothing out of the ordinary!?
As Liyue said before, he was also afraid of Ouyang Xiaoyu's rudeness, and he had always been a person who she was unilaterally unwilling to tell herself, but fortunately she was given the name "Xing'er", and then she didn't care too much.
Ye Shaoxuan walked to Ouyang Xiaoyu's side again and asked, "Little girl, think about it again, do you really not remember me?"
"I'm not a little girl, my name is Xing'er. Ouyang whispered, then stared at Ye Shaoxuan carefully, and said, "You are quite good-looking, although your hair is a little gray, but it doesn't affect anything, you have to have confidence in yourself." ”
"What, don't you really remember me?" Ye Shaoxuan asked anxiously.
"Well, I haven't seen you before, so I remember it. Ouyang whispered.
It's really amnesia......
Ye Shaoxuan stared at Ouyang Xiaoyu and looked left and right, fortunately, she was still fine, but her brain was not very good. In this way, how could Ye Shaoxuan help her find her grandfather, could it be that this promise she made couldn't be fulfilled?
No, Ye Shaoxuan's principle is that you must do what you say. No matter what method is used, Ye Shaoxuan must help Ouyang Xiaoyu recover her memory, and then send her to her grandfather.
Ouyang Xiaoyu put his hand in front of Ye Shaoxuan's eyes and waved, "Uncle, what are you thinking, are you okay?"
"Uncle!?"
Ye Shaoxuan was stunned, "If you don't call it big brother, forget it, what does it mean to come to the uncle?"
Luo Ge giggled on the side: "Haha, I'm laughing to death, she called you uncle, it turns out that you are so old in her eyes." ”
Ye Shaoxuan rolled his eyes and said, "What are you laughing at, she calls me uncle, as my master, isn't you the existence of my master in her eyes." ”
Ahem, the smile on Luo Ge's face stopped abruptly, and he felt that his friendship with Ye Shaoxuan had come to an end.
Liyue seemed to understand Ye Shaoxuan's difficulties in Ouyang Xiaoyu, and said, "Brother Mingge, there is a famous doctor in Xiyue City, and his medical skills are superb, why don't I ask him to come and show Ouyang girl?"
Ye Shaoxuan was at a loss now, and in the face of Liyue's suggestion, he had no reason to refuse, and said, "Then there will be Brother Liyue again." ”
"You're welcome. Liyue replied lightly.
Xiyue City is a big oasis, the Xiyue River runs through the whole city, the Xiyue River, as wide as the sea, you can hear a sound of waves from a distance, and it looks sparkling from afar.
The spiritual energy in Xiyue City is abundant, and this aspect is not comparable to Tianhaijiang, which is one of the reasons why the Buddhist cultivation in the Eastern Desert is generally high. These auras condensed into substantial petals, scattered on the sparkling sunset river.
The main city road of Xiyue City is a bluestone street with a hundred zhang, the traffic is busy, the right side of the road is the magnificent Xiyue River, and the left side of Zesi is undoubtedly a row of buildings.
The blue boat stopped on the banks of the Sunset River, and the shore was full of people, and a storyteller spat in the boat.
"Today I will tell you something else, talk about Tianhaijiang, even though we all know that Tianhaijiang is the paradise of human monks, but not long ago there was a scum in the world of cultivating immortals in Tianhaijiang, legend has it that he is the holy hand of picking flowers in ancient and modern times, and the woman who passes through his hands is far from being as simple as losing her body, and the damage of losing her heart is 10,000 times greater than that of losing her body. The storyteller kissed his white beard, and the expression on his face was serious, and he looked jealous and hateful.
The storyteller is very energetic, and the people next to him are also very energetic, and there is a dense crowd around the shore, some people are sitting, some are standing, some people are drinking tea, some people are drinking, but they are all dedicated to listening to the storyteller's jokes.
Someone asked, "Where are you talking about the sacredness of the Heavenly Sea Frontier?"
Mr. Storyteller squeezed his eyes, and the person who asked the question consciously threw a sparkling Buddhist scripture into the cyan boat, Mr. Storyteller nodded with satisfaction, and then said: "What the old man is talking about is Ye Shaoxuan, who is now in the limelight in Tianhaijiang, Ye Dashengshou." It is rumored that he won the first place in the Battle of a Thousand Cities and became the first person of the young generation in Tianhaijiang, the terrible thing is that he has now rushed to the Eastern Desert, I hope you will lock the doors and windows when you return home, and take care of the daughters and maids at home, if you are taken by Ye Shaoxuan, then you may have to say goodbye to them forever. ”
This storyteller seems to have some deep hatred with Ye Shaoxuan, and every word is gritted his teeth, eager to peel Ye Shaoxuan alive on the spot.
At this time, there were two men and two women standing on the overpass next to Qingzhou, and a white-haired young man shouted towards Qingzhou: "This gentleman knows Ye Shaoxuan very well, could it be that your daughter has also suffered at his hands?"
"This young man has good eyesight, you can see that?" said the storyteller, surprised.
"Good eyesight, your uncle, I'm just talking casually, master, I just arrived in the Eastern Desert, and I don't know the place well, and your daughter has never seen it at all. Ye Shaoxuan was speechless for a while, eager to strangle the storyteller to death.
At this time, the storyteller walked out of the blue boat, looked at the overpass, suddenly changed his expression, and then said: "Let's stop here today, the old man just remembered that my hen is going to lay eggs today, and I have to rush back to deliver it, so come like this, and the rest of the paragraph will continue next time." As he spoke, the storyteller packed up his things and drove the blue boat into the distance.
But the listeners on the shore did not agree, and threw one after another Buddhist scriptures into the blue boat, and the storyteller shamelessly put away all the Buddhist scriptures, but still drove the blue boat into the distance.
"What a shame!"
......
On the overpass, Ye Shaoxuan asked Liyue, "Is that old man who tells the story really the miracle doctor we are looking for?"
"Exactly. "Liyue Road.
Liyue also found a big boat, carrying Ye Shaoxuan, Luo Ge and Ouyang Xiaoyu to chase in the direction where Mr. Storyteller fled, and the city lord opened the way, and no one dared to stop him.
There was a series of wind-breaking sounds around the hull, the speed was unbelievable, and the boat that Liyue found was driven by holy power, and a breath was a hundred miles away. However, the cyan boat piloted by Mr. Storyteller, although it felt a little low-level in appearance, its speed was not inferior to the big boat that Ye Shaoxuan and they were on.
Mr. Storyteller's brows furrowed into a "Chuan" shape, and he shouted at Ye Shaoxuan, who was chasing after him: "I said that I got off work today, don't follow me anymore." ”
But Ye Shaoxuan, they should take this sentence as the wind in their ears, and they should continue to chase after it. Just as he was about to catch up, the storyteller who seemed to be dressed plainly and humbly before, suddenly the aura on his body changed, and a large amount of blood suddenly overflowed from his old skin, and spiritual herb flowers grew behind him, and these spiritual herb flowers directly became the source of power for the cyan boat.
"Whew!"
With a wave of the folding fan in his hand, the cyan boat under his feet was like a plug-in, swaying forward, and in just a moment, it threw Ye Shaoxuan and them out of a big distance.
"I'm going, do you want to run so fast?" Luo Ge also marveled at the storyteller's speed from the perspective of a saint.
"In every relationship, if you can run, the monk can't run to the temple, he can't run. Liyue said lightly.
Ahem, Ye Shaoxuan and Luo Ge were in the same boat as Liyue, and when they heard what "the monk can't run the temple", his face was suddenly full of embarrassment.
Liyue snorted softly, and the speed of the big ship instantly increased by several grades, and the distance between it and the cyan boat became closer and closer.
Very good and will play......
Mr. Storyteller's cultivation is also at the level of a saint, and he enters the sainthood with medical Taoism, and his medical skills can be said to be the first in the Eastern Desert.
The light flickered on the blue boat, and suddenly it stopped, and the storyteller stepped out of the boat and walked towards the shore.
Liyue smiled slightly and said, "Let's follow." ”
Liyue is the first person of the younger generation in the Eastern Desert, and his cultivation has also reached the level of a saint, not to mention the city lord of Xiyue City, it seems that there is nothing he can't do if he wants to do in Xiyue City.
Mr. Storyteller walked into a mansion, and then locked them up, but no matter how Liyue knocked at the door, he just wouldn't open it.
"I said that my hen lays eggs today and doesn't see a guest today, and if you scare it, then I'll lose a lot. ”
The reason for this rejection ...... Yes, it's shameless!