"Senior ......" Chen Xinyan really didn't know what to say.

"It's okay, it's okay. Do you know what is the greatest benefit of living in this world for a long time?" Meng Po's mental fluctuations returned to normality, but there was an endless abyss of tiredness hidden under this plain sea.

"What?"

"From the Qin Dynasty to the present, I have lived as a ghost for more than 2,200 years. Over the years, I've seen a lot about the world. It's ridiculous to say, even if I recover my memory, even if the hatred is all on the other Meng Po, I can't even remember the face of the person I hate the most and the person I love the most. Two thousand two hundred years...... Too far away...... Even if it is counted according to the 60 years of the monk's 1 Jiazi, it is already 30 or 40 Jiazi. ”

Chen Xinshen: "......"

"Okay, let's not talk about the past again. Now that I've regained my memory, don't call me Meng Po. Just call me by my name, Meng Zhongzi. You're right, you can't let more Fan Xiliang and Meng Jiangnu be separated in this world, since you want me to help you stop the other me, it's actually not difficult. Meng Zhongzi said leisurely.

"What do you mean by that?"

"Although I and now I both use the boiling of Meng Po soup as a special skill, and there are many kinds of Meng Po soup, but in addition to the common point in manipulating memory, the direction of our boiling is completely different. My Meng Po soup is more of a positive buff, while her Meng Po soup is entirely negative debuffs. ”

"Got it...... That is...... buff and debuff ......"

"So if it is her who is the main one, it must be through her Meng Po soup to weaken my divine soul so that he can take the lead. And the best way to stop her from swallowing me is naturally that I first use the soul-enhancing Meng Po soup on myself if I am prepared, and then let her mistakenly think that I have drunk her share of Meng Po soup. Of course, it would be better if she could be allowed to drink her own portion. ”

"It's a bit of a ...... But I still get it. In this case, the Moon Immortal and I will try our best to cooperate with you, but I have just entered the inner building and am temporarily under the command of the Moon Immortal, so I may not be of much help. ”

"It's okay, the worst thing is that I drank two completely different Meng Po soup to hedge. After canceling each other out, she and I will live or die depending on the growth of the individual in the past two thousand two hundred years. Meng Zhongzi's voice revealed a light and light meaning, as if she was not talking about her own life and death, but a trivial matter.

"Okay...... Tomorrow, tomorrow I will come with the Stygian Moon Immortal, and then I will turn into the identity of Ning Zaihe, and ask my seniors to cooperate. ”

"Naturally, the tea is also drunk, you go. Meng Zhongzi sighed faintly and began to issue an eviction order.

The wood was already in the boat, and Chen Xinshen didn't say anything more, he tightened the black robe on his body, got up and left.

People go to tea and cool, and Meng Zhongzi seems to be unaware of this. After a few moments, she casually took away the teapot and bowl on the table and poured herself a full cup.

The tea is cold, and the entrance has long lost its original tea aroma. Two thousand two hundred years, she is in the ghost city of Xudu, forgetting the past, no joy and no worries, her favorite thing in her spare time is to flip through the poetry and songs of the outside world, which is Fan Xiliang's favorite before her death, and it turns out that she has been integrated into her life unconsciously. At this moment, remembering that his original name was Meng Zhongzi and his name was Fan Xiliang, Meng Jiangnu suddenly thought of a poem.

Residual tea, cold wine, sorrow and killing.

No matter how good the fragrant tea is, it is not as good as tasteless boiled water after cooling. And for her, this bowl of tea has been cold for two thousand two hundred years.

It turns out that man has been gone for so many years.

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At dusk the next day, Ning Zaihe and the Immortal Moon came to Meng Zhongzi's tea house as planned, and there were as many tea customers in the tea house as ever. Seeing the two of them coming together, after showing the jade pendant, Meng Zhongzi really followed them out of the ghost city of Xudu without saying anything.

Without taking any luggage and leaving nothing behind, Meng Zhongzi walked away with Ning Zaihe and the Stygian Moon Immortal, just as she came from the gourd scoop when she was born. Come cleanly, go cleanly, she has no nostalgia for this tea house that has existed for many years, just as she sees through the empty flower world, and no longer has the slightest concern for this world.

For Chen Xinshen, who had forgotten his previous fugue experience, this incarnation of Ning Zaihe and the secret place of the Thousand Sails Sinking Boat Tower was just a new beginning on the road of life. It's just that what he never expected was that this starting point would also be the most important node in his life.

Fate originated from the fire that Prometheus stole for the world.

A little spark set off a prairie fire.

The torch will be passed down from generation to generation, and the embers will eventually rekindle.

Blazing flames will burn across the starry sky.

With human beings, time has meaning.

In the weaving net, there is a pessimistic Qionglou Yuyu.

Beyond the web is the ruins of despair.

If someone wants to ask, where is the Thousand Sails Sinking Boat Tower? Then people with a little insight will laugh at him, Qianfan Shenzhoulou has never had an actual address, and the Qianfen Shenzhoulou is composed of large and small strongholds, and Qianfan Shenzhoulou is difficult to deal with because it has never had a real address. But in fact, only the members of the inner building are eligible to contact, and it is not that there is no actual address, but that the actual address has been changing. For the monks, the most difficult castle in the world was never a heavily guarded city, but a mirage that never existed.

The Thousand Sails Sunken Boat Tower is such a mirage.

In the north of Ruoqiang County, Bayingolin Mongolian Autonomous Prefecture, Xinjiang, 7 kilometers from the northwest corner of Lop Nur and the south bank of the Peacock River, here is the site of the ancient kingdom of Loulan and the necessary place of the ancient Silk Road. In ancient China, this place was the Western Regions. The Loulan culture can be called the world's most cultural landscape, and the Tarim River Basin has a history of human activities for more than 10,000 years. If we connect the ancient cities abandoned in the Taklamakan Desert of the Tarim River with a red thread, we will be surprised to find that all the ancient cities, including the Loulan Kingdom, suddenly disappeared in 415 AD, and all the ruins are in the Hidden Desert 50~200 kilometers away from today's human life. To this day, despite the great efforts of many scholars, the rise and fall of the ancient city of Loulan is still a great mystery.

The ancient kingdom of Loulan disappeared in the long river of history, but the Thousand Sails Sinking Boat Tower is in the ancient kingdom of Loulan. In other words, the ancient kingdom of Loulan is in the midst of an isolated mirage. Regardless of the passage of time, it still stands in the vast endless sea of sand, like a wandering traveler, doing a trip without a fixed place.