Volume 1 Beginning Chapter 72 The Shortest Memory
The amount of information in the video is a bit large, Fang Baiyu and Wei Kuang are guessing in their hearts, but Chen Changle next to him suddenly cried.
"Hey, that's right, that's why I'm hard to say, my father and Senior Brother Xiu's father are both grandfather's apprentices, Senior Brother Xiu's father likes my mother, but my mother likes my father. β
The girl from Jianmen has always been hot-tempered, and this cry is extremely beautiful, and Wei Kuang was stunned when he watched it.
"Probably because of this, they had a conflict, and in the end my mother and my father were together, and the monk left the Sword Gate and finally died at the hands of the Demon Dao. β
Chen Changle cried and continued: "That day was my fifth birthday, and it was also the first time I saw Senior Brother Xiu, he was different from those boys, his words were rarely a little rebellious, I was still young at the time, although I overheard my father's conversation but I didn't quite understand what they meant, I only knew that our family owed him, my father accepted him as an apprentice, and I began to secretly observe him." β
"My mother doesn't like him, so I didn't like him at first, but Senior Brother Xiu is really powerful, I have to learn those difficult sword postures at least three times, he never needs a glance, Senior Brother Xiu was born to be a man born for swords, and I gradually like such a man. β
The girl's eyes are like a kaleidoscope, a lot of things and emotions, from anger to admiration and from admiration to fear: "The secret in my heart is like a thorn, every time I like my brother, this thorn will pierce a little deeper, I am afraid that my brother will know the truth of the matter one day, what will happen to my father and mother at that time? What will happen to us? These things have been held in my heart, and now I feel really comfortable to say it, it is really comfortable." β
Perhaps it was telling the secret in her heart that made Chen Changle feel relaxed, a smile appeared on her face, and she smiled for ten years, and the girl became smaller and smaller.
"Senior Sister Chen!" the girl turned into a girl and then a doll in the stunned eyes of Wei Kuang and Fang Baiyu, and the doll was lifelike, just like the five-year-old Chen Changle in the video.
"The memories hurt so much. The sand sculpture first disguised a literary youth, and then lowered his head and picked up the doll on the ground.
"Die. Wei Kuang's Tianluo Fan was already in his hand at some point, and countless wind blades attacked the middle-aged man with the violence of the youth.
"That's not how the game is played. The sand sculpture sighed, he sighed that the avant-garde Kuang was still standing, and after sighing, the young man was already kneeling on the ground.
"There was a problem with the food. Wei Kuang looked at the sand sculpture with tears in his eyes, he wanted to say that wine and meat are poisonous, but what poison can poison a cultivator?
"People who don't play well are punished. The middle-aged man shook his head noncommittally, and the young man's body began to change, his appearance did not change, but his size was dozens of times smaller than before, his expression became more and more stiff, and Wei Kuang also became a doll.
"It's not the wine and meat that are poisonous, it's the human heart, these poisons have been in your bodies since you entered Shengdou Village, and I just control the time of the poison. The sand sculpture finally answered the young man's question, but unfortunately Wei Kuang couldn't hear it, and the two dolls were placed on the table together by the bearded.
Fang Baiyu felt that these dolls were very familiar, and when he thought about them carefully, they were as real as those sold at Wang Laohu's stall.
"You are the village chief?" There was only one truth, and the boy felt that he was very close to the answer.
"You'll know when you're done with this round. The sand sculpture shook the color cup again.
"Crackling. The middle-aged man's hand fell back on the table: "What time do you guess this time?"
Don't guess God's thoughts, you don't understand if you guess.
Jin Chaoqun kept running, he didn't understand that it was obviously a drama of gathering people to beat the water dogs, how could it become that he was being chased by the village chief?
"Crackling. "The rain is still falling, as if it was the same as before, but it is not the same, because the color of them is red, red like blood, and everything that passes through the red rain is changing, whether it is people or things.
The hut has become only a few short sizes, the tall trees are now shoulder-high, and the most terrifying thing is people, and all the living beings have now become dolls.
The Taoist priest couldn't run, he lay on the ground, and the rain had an extraordinary power, making him, who was already close to the peak of Ran, so tired.
"The kite, wait for me. "There was another seductive voice in my ears, as if I could regain the lost beauty as long as I looked back.
Jin Chaoqun didn't dare to look back, the scene of Sister Ma turning into a puppet girl was still echoing in his mind, the Taoist priest was a little sober, he took out a yellow talisman from his arms and pasted it on his seal.
The voice seemed to be a little quieter, and Jin Chaoqun got up and just wanted to walk forward, when he found that the fatal oil-paper umbrella had arrived in front of him at some point?
The color cup in the brick room has been opened, just now Fang Baiyu guessed a little more, he felt that this time it would still be opened, but unfortunately the young man was not a woman, so his intuition was not very reliable, and the number of points opened this time was one point.
"You're going to answer the question. The sand sculpture pushed the small porcelain vase in front of Fang Baiyu and motioned for him to pick out a paper ball.
The young man was playing tricks and hanging himself, and the system couldn't watch him being played to death, so after thinking about it, he decided not to turn his face with the sand sculpture first, Fang Baiyu reached out and picked up a paper ball from the vial.
What is the first thing you see in this world? It's a very easy question to answer, because the first thing most people see is their mother.
"What I see is ... Fang Baiyu was about to say that standard answer, and when the words were about to come out, he suddenly hesitated.
"This question shouldn't be difficult, right? I can't answer it, but I will be punished. The sand sculpture said with a smile, in the eyes of the middle-aged man, the boy was already a baby.
"It's not that hard, but my answer may not be what you think. β
Fang Baiyu also smiled, and the young man smiled and said his answer: "The first thing I saw in this world was light, sunshine. β
"No way, you're lying. The middle-aged man let out a loud shout, and what frightened him was not only Fang Baiyu's unusual answer, but more importantly, the young man's appearance had barely changed.
The table began to shine again, and the mirror-like desktop pushed the time to the moment when Fang Baiyu first came to the Ming Realm, when the sick young man opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was indeed light, the sunlight outside the window.
"Ahh
"I think I already know the rules here. Fang Bai Yu didn't seem surprised by the sudden accident, and he raised his hand and threw the small porcelain bottle to the ground.
"Don't. The body of the sand sculpture suddenly turned into a hand-rolled dough, which was constantly stretched in the eyes of the young man.
"In fact, it doesn't matter if we answer your questions or not, as long as we start to reminisce, we have already lost, and your questions will take their thoughts to the distant past, and then their bodies will change accordingly, and those who violate the rules of the game will be frozen in this moment, and they will all become dolls in the end. β
Fang Baiyu shook his head: "It's a pity that you don't know that my deepest memory of this world is actually not too long, I haven't changed, so you have changed." β
"Ahh
"He's a good guy, a good guy who wants to block all the harm for me, but unfortunately people can't escape fate. β
As soon as the young man picked up the doll that Zhang San had become, this voice appeared behind him, Fang Baiyu turned his head, and behind him was a woman with a pair of bright eyes, and the woman was holding a pot of flowers in her hand, red Manzhu Shahua.
"It's you, Fang Baiyu's fiancΓ©e, I didn't expect that Poor Dao would be forced to such a field by a beginner realm. "On this rainy night, a mysterious woman appeared behind every unlucky man, and Jin Chaoqun was lucky, he had already removed the mask of the woman behind him.
"Wolong was supposed to be from Nantianmen, I'm just doing my duty. Yue Chuxin was holding Chengtian in his hand, and the red rain that represented memories couldn't splash on her, and the mask of the Yaksha on the ground had been broken, and the Taoist priest was not an ordinary cultivator, not only did he not lose his strength at the critical moment.
"It seems that the village chief is in collusion with you, do you really think he will give Wolong to you?"
Jin Chaoqun's arm drooped, although a fire talisman just now burned the girl's mask, he also paid the price, usually Taoist priests would not be afraid of Yue Chuxin, but the rain was still falling.
"Of course, because there is a true God in Nantianmen, all those who have faith in their hearts will be with God. The girl's expression was divine and solemn, as if she were an inviolable saint.
"What about Fang Bai Yu, do you think he has any faith?" The Taoist priest's question made Yue Chuxin hesitate for a moment.
"Boom. A yellow talisman suddenly flew out of Jin Chaoqun's sleeve and turned into thunder and lightning towards the girl.
"Xiu, I really want to be with you like this for the rest of my life. "In the attic of the splendid palace, a man and a woman wearing a crown were embracing each other affectionately, and the woman in it suddenly looked up at her king.
"Night, you know that only life and death can separate us. The man had long hair like fire, and his eyes were red, and the whole thing lit up his wife like a torch, and made the night in the city even more gorgeous.
"Although the Fire King was defeated, I don't think he will be reconciled. "There is still worry in the woman's big eyes, happy women are like this, right? Because of happiness, I am afraid that everything in front of me will end up in a mirage.
"I can defeat him a thousand times if I can defeat him once, don't think about it night, you see how happy our people are, you should be like them. β
Xiu was a little unhappy, men needed to worship, and he felt that his wife's worries were underestimating him.
"Great King, I want you to bless your people forever like the sun and moon in heaven. The subjects of the city sang and danced in the palace, and one of them climbed the stairs to present a wreath to the lord and his wife on behalf of everyone.
It was a woman wearing a light veil on her face, and she had already smelled a refreshing aroma before she arrived.
"I don't think I've ever seen you in the city?" asked the woman called Night, who also smelled a breath of intrigue, and danger.