In Ye Yuan's ear, a male voice said calmly and cruelly.
"There are five boys. I only know the eldest two, and I don't know the three youngest. In fact, only a few people have really seen them clearly. Sister, you are the one who can see them most clearly."
"I'd rather not."
The woman fell silent, as if she was looking at something, and said nothing. Finally, she confirmed with a trembling voice.
"It's all...here."
Although Ye Yuan already knew the result, he still felt inexplicably relieved.
After the female voice finished speaking, she continued to ask questions.
"Where are the...females in the mansion?"
"Sister, this is not you..."
Then, Ye Yuan couldn't hear anything and fell completely into darkness.
The next moment, Ye Yuan suddenly opened his eyes and saw a carriage. He was in the carriage of a carriage.
At this time, an old voice sounded behind him.
"Good boy, you're awake. God bless you, the effects of the medicine have finally worn off. Are you hungry? Come and have some pastries."
Ye Yuan couldn't control his body and could only watch a piece of pastry being eaten quickly.
The old voice continued.
"Child, you will be grandma's grandson from now on, and your names will be Tianming and Su Tianming."
At this moment, a strange man's voice came from outside the carriage.
"Mom, is this really okay? If we are discovered, our whole family might..."
The old lady in the carriage immediately shouted sternly.
"Shut up, you'll make mistakes if you talk too much. Can you say this outside?"
"Yes, I'm talking too much."
The old lady sighed.
"He is my grandson, your son, remember!"
Although the man was reluctant, he could only compromise when facing his mother.
"Yes, my child has remembered it."
In Bianji's mind, memories about what happened next were intermittent.
This is the sadness of a child. Some memories cannot be saved if he wants to.
Just like Ye Yuan before, many memories from childhood are blank.
This is nothing, life goes on.
However, I have no memory of some of the things my parents occasionally said. I just feel extremely strange, as if they are not me. It is really... scary to think about it!
Without further ado, according to the compiled memory of Bianji, Ye Yuan only knew that Bianji finally arrived in Jinhua successfully and became the young master of the Su family.
A year passed quietly like this, and just a few months ago, the old lady of the Su family passed away.
The old lady's son originally planned to abide by the old lady's will and raise Su Tianming well.
Of course, there was also the reason why his wife was very maternal and truly regarded Su Tianming as her son.
In short, if things develop like this, there is a high probability that Bian Ji will not enter Buddhism, at least... he will not become a monk now.
However, just a few months ago, Dao Yue went to Jinhua with a clear goal and found the location of the defense machine very easily.
Then, he easily let Bianji become a monk, and in the end his memory was sealed.
Before that, the sentence that impressed Ye Yuan the most was said by Dao Yue.
"My child, the previous memories are a disaster to you. They can kill you at any time. It's better to forget them."
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"Alas, children's memories are really unstable and intermittent, and they can't remember many things."
Ye Yuan was very distressed.
After browsing through all the memories, he couldn't find which house the garden belonged to. He couldn't find the identity of Bianji's parents either.
However, the beautiful woman who came a month ago is a clue, the most important and only clue.
Moreover, Ye Yuan also understood part of the truth.
"I'm afraid...everything has to do with the ninth year of martial arts..."
Ye Yuan did not continue, what if the wall had ears.
"I don't think about it anymore, eating meat is the most important thing."
As soon as the quilt was covered, Ye Yuan thought of the red, bouncy, fat but not greasy braised pork, which made his mouth water.
"Sister Xiaotao, I want to eat meat, braised pork, braised beef, boiled mutton..."
"Okay, it's done."
Ye Yuan's face glowed with excitement, he was just like a fair-weather monk, without any of the rules and precepts of a monk.
Fortunately, this is inside the Qiankun Cauldron and cannot be seen by the outside world.
The table is covered with all kinds of delicacies, mainly meat.
Ye Yuan, who had a bald head, swallowed a large piece of braised pork in his first bite. He chewed it slowly, with a happy face and tears of excitement pouring down his face.
While sandwiching the meat, Ye Yuan sighed with satisfaction.
"I'm so happy."
Xiao Tao looked distressed, wiped the greasy corners of Ye Yuan's mouth, and expressed concern.
"Don't worry, there is a lot of meat, eat slowly."
Ye Yuan just nodded, but kept mouthing for a moment, eating very satisfied.
In less than ten minutes, he finished a table full of meat, which probably weighed more than twenty kilograms.
Without Ye Yuan's urging, Xiao Tao brought over another table.
"Comfortable."
Just when Ye Yuan was showing off his meat crazily, a group of beauties that he hadn't seen for a long time also appeared.
The lively Xiao Wu quickly ran to Ye Yuan and sat down next to him, touching his little bald head without even calling him brother.
"Hey, look where this starving guy came from... He's a little bald guy, he dares to break the precept and eat meat."
Ye Yuan held up the mutton chops and ate happily. He felt very comfortable. When he heard Xiao Wu's words, he just rolled his eyes and didn't bother to pay her any attention.
Xiao Wu was not discouraged, she put her arm around Ye Yuan's shoulders and said to the others with a smile.
"Come on, this little bald head is so smooth and feels so comfortable to touch."
As soon as these words came out, Ye Yuan was instantly immersed in the boundless snow-white beauty.
Unfortunately, my body is too small and I can't do anything.
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"L…"
It has been raining all day and all night, and it still shows no signs of stopping.
However, this is normal. There is already a lot of autumn rain in Chang'an, perhaps to compensate for the drought in summer.
However, today is different from yesterday.
People have somewhat adapted to the "coolness" at this time. The most important thing is that life must continue. Money cannot be cut off, and work cannot stop either.
Therefore, there are gradually more and more oil-paper umbrellas on the streets.
Ye Yuan sat at the gate, looking at the people walking in a hurry under the oil paper umbrella, in a daze.
He believes that all this has nothing to do with Bodhi Temple.
After all, no one would come to a temple to burn incense and worship Buddha on a rainy day.
But soon, Ye Yuan was slapped in the face.
A carriage drove over, followed by a large number of experts, either openly or covertly.
There are things that Ye Yuan can discover, and there are things that Ye Yuan can't.
As for how he knew, Tang Yuehua, the goddess of music and music who was proficient in soul power, was not a decoration.
That's right, Ye Yuan sealed all his original divine power and mana, but he didn't seal them.
Even summoning their incarnations to fight against the enemy is not a problem.
In short, the seventh-level Tang Yuehua has no opponent for the time being.
Anyway, those who are protecting the carriage are no match.
The curtain of the carriage was opened, and Ye Yuan saw those familiar "big" eyes.
The "big" eyes even shone when they saw Ye Yuan, and Ye Yuan suspected that the owner of the eyes was about to rush out.
No, this is not suspicion.
She wanted to rush down, but was hugged by an arm like a jade lotus root.
"Xin'er, don't be naughty."
"Yes, mother."
Xin'er responded somewhat unhappily.
The beautiful woman got out of the carriage, and then several children got out one after another.
"Little master, please..."
Ye Yuan glanced at the beautiful woman who had appeared in the dream, and his eyes were complicated for a moment.
Kill the enemy?
A lifesaver?
Have both!
Such an identity made Ye Yuan extremely confused.
Of course, such entanglement happened in an instant, and no one noticed it.
Ye Yuan clasped his hands together, with a calm face, and answered consciously.