When Hayate disposed of the memories of those members of the tomb robbing team during the Old Bear Cave incident, the cost was that they had to sleep for about two full missions, which together lasted for more than a year.

Gale just controlled the memories of a few people, while Feng Che had the memories of about fifty people collectively implanted into his false character, especially He Xiaoman, who was all fooled.

Both Gale and Feng Che manipulated people's memories. Relatively speaking, He Xiaoman felt that Gale's method was more difficult. They were going back in time and dragging those people's memories back to a few hours ago.

Moreover, after Gale modified his memory that time, until now, no one from Dalong, He Youtian or the others noticed that they had been deleted for one night. But for someone like Feng Che, not to mention He Xiaoman, even Zhao Qingming and Liu Xiaoman could quickly detect it.

Not right.

But having said that, maybe Feng Che didn't care if they noticed, as long as everyone acted according to the illusion he led.

According to the S.D Club, He Xiaoman is an extraordinary human being who has opened the sea of ​​consciousness, and his ability to resist spiritual consciousness should be stronger than ordinary people.

Although He Xiaoman did sense that something was wrong very early on, if the other party's purpose was not to tamper with her memory but for something else, it might just be a trance that would kill He Xiaoman a hundred times.

So He Xiaoman repeatedly told Zhao Qingming and Liu Xiaoman not to talk about Feng Che with anyone, just treat Feng Che as a piece of shit and go with the wind.

In the eyes of existences like the S.D Club, ordinary people like grandmother, mother, Zhao Qingming and others can be disposed of at will, as long as the quantity does not cause panic.

For example, the car accident involving the Jiang family, or the follow-up treatment of Yang Kaitai and his team, are definitely not a matter of a few lives.

It is for this reason that Dong Tang is afraid of Feng Che Ruhu.

He Xiaoman suddenly thought of a question. Does his universe know that there are organizations like the S.D Club in the following realms? Or is this kind of organization actually allowed by his universe?

To be honest, if it hadn't been for what happened to my mother and grandma this time, He Xiaoman would have really wanted to join that S.D. club to find out. If you don't enter the tiger's den, you won't get the tiger's cubs. I want to know how powerful the supernatural power in this world is.

Naturally, you have to join them to understand better.

Feng Che was a bit weird in her behavior and always gave He Xiaoman an unfathomable feeling. However, even if she and Gao Feng went to the club's lair, there would be no problem in returning if they couldn't beat the whole body.

Before Zhao Qingming left, he said that he would come directly with the ingredients to cook hot pot together tomorrow. After all, Sister Man got another sponsorship. Dongtang people came over to donate with expressions as if they had eaten flies. Before leaving, they took a few photos.

, probably because they want to maximize the benefits of this passive fundraising.

In the past, good deeds were done without leaving a name, but now, good deeds must be left behind.

There's nothing wrong with that. It's better to do good things than bad things.

"It looks like it's going to snow." He Xiaoman murmured.

It was still sunny in the morning, but in the afternoon a layer of gray clouds covered the sky. The sun was hidden behind the clouds, and the whole sky was gray.

The northwest wind is not strong, but it hurts my face a bit.

Zhao Qingming started the car and waved to He Xiaoman: "It's snowing. The ancients cooked tea around the stove and enjoyed the snow. We sit around the pot and cook meat while enjoying the snow. Isn't it very elegant?"

A group of greasy little mouths enjoying the snow appeared in He Xiaoman's mind. You get a piece of meat, I get a piece of eye meat, you use chopsticks to make vermicelli and I get a spoonful of meat. How can it be elegant? It's obviously very greasy.

She smacked her mouth, suddenly craving for some oil.

When he returned to the room, he found that the screen of his mobile phone that was left on the coffee table suddenly went black. He Xiaoman walked over and unlocked it with his fingerprint. Sure enough, it showed two missed calls.

Now He Xiaoman can finally understand why there are always people with their hands on their phones.

Clicking on the missed call showed two calls from the same unknown number.

He Xiaoman's heart moved. Could it be that Jiang Li called him?

He Xiaoman had already told her to try not to go out at night, and also hinted that she could call him if she had anything to do. This kind of thing is not a business deal, and the other party may think that you have other intentions.

I dialed the number and was answered as soon as the phone rang.

"Meow."

He Xiaoman quickly looked down and thought it was Xiao Hei who had followed her to the tree house.

"Meow meow." The voice was thin and trembling, just like the aggrieved Xiao Hei.

Only then did He Xiaoman realize that it was the voice coming from the mobile phone.

"Hello? Hello."

"Hello, who are you?" It was indeed a young girl on the phone, but He Xiaoman could tell that it was not Jiang Li.

After a moment of silence on the phone, He Xiaoman took the lead and asked: "Hello, this is a return call. Who is calling me?"

"Maybe I pressed the wrong button. I didn't make a call."

The other party hung up the phone before He Xiaoman could say anything else.

The phone screen that had just gone dark lit up again. It was still a very strange and unfamiliar number, but it was not the same one as before.

He Xiaoman was a little suspicious. Could it be that someone put his phone number on some small advertisement as a prank?

She reached out and pressed the answer button: "Xiaoman, I'm leaving. I will come back to see you when I have time. Remember to think of me when you are fine, otherwise I'm afraid you won't remember me."

Ugh~

He Xiaoman felt that Feng Che, a human being, might have come back specifically to disgust her.

Baskets of earthy love words were carried out, almost burying He Xiaoman alive.

No wonder this number is so strange.

"Well, it's hard to remember you, but it's easy to forget." He Xiaosheng pointed out.

The other party laughed loudly on the phone, as if He Xiaoman said something very interesting: "Naughty. If you have any trouble, please call me. I will help you for the sake of braised pork."

Feng Che's speaking voice was already clear and clear, and he deliberately used such a lingering and pathos tone to make He Xiaoman's body goosebumps. After talking for a long time, the two sounds of laughter sounded less pleasant to his ears.

Once again, I am sure this guy is here to deliberately disgust her.

Seeing that He Xiaoman didn't speak, Feng Che repeated it seriously: "Do you remember? If you have any difficulty, call me at this number."

"Okay." He Xiaoman answered simply and neatly. It didn't mean that he would come to him if he was really in trouble, but that he sounded more comfortable talking like this.

A "beep beep beep" sound came from the phone, and it turned out to be Dad Bi He Youtian whom I had not contacted for a long time.

"I have something else to do here, so I'll hang up now."

Since he inherited the old house and stopped working as a grassroots salesperson, He Xiaoman's mobile phone business has become increasingly stagnant until now it has almost become a watch for watching TV dramas and reading novels. It is rare to see such a boom like today.

"When did you know that?" After answering He Youtian's phone call, he was met with an accusation.

He Xiaoman was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered the last time he was so angry that he spoke indiscriminately.

"Then why didn't you say it?" He Youtian was furious on the phone.
Chapter completed!