The flowers in the forest have faded their spring reds, but it’s too hasty, and the cold rain comes in the morning and the wind comes in the evening.
It's raining.
A breeze blew by, and I didn't know where the wind chime was.
Lin Xixue stretched out her hand outside the umbrella, recalling the cold but gentle touch.
Ji Wanyun leaned the umbrella towards her.
"Xiaoxue, we are going home."
"go home?"
Lin Xixue was still confused. She didn't quite understand what home was, but she suddenly felt that she might not have a home anymore.
"Well, go home."
Ji Wanyun responded firmly and helped her towards the entrance of the hospital.
At the entrance of the hospital, a middle-aged man wearing a purple suit and holding a black umbrella blocked the way.
"Ms. Ji, do you really want to take her back?"
"if not?"
The two people looked at each other, and the air seemed to condense.
"Have you really thought clearly about the consequences of doing this? My Shenxiao lineage is the state religion."
"When will this little Three-Yuan Concept also represent Shenxiao?"
"This person committed a crime of killing in Liangcheng in vain, and he must leave an explanation."
"When I, Lantau Island, find out what this person did, I will give you an explanation."
The middle-aged man in a purple suit pulled out a copper coin sword from behind his back and said with a livid face: "Do you want to test whether Pindao's Taoism is subtle?"
Ji Wanyun protected Lin Xixue behind her, put away her umbrella, and used it as a sword.
"I have two swords in my hands, so it's not a disadvantage!"
Dark clouds gathered in the sky, and there were several muffled thunders.
The umbrella in Ji Wanyun's hand was also filled with white mist, and with her as the center, sharp ice flowers bloomed on the wet ground one after another.
I saw the middle-aged man in a purple suit. With a flick of the copper coin sword in his hand, he pulled out a thunder dragon from the dark clouds. The lightning was so strong that it reflected half of the sky as bright as day.
Ji Wanyun closed her eyes and concentrated, holding the sword across her chest.
She drew her sword.
The wind died down, the rain stopped, and the thunder dragon was frozen in space by the cold.
Blue ice flowers burst out from the middle-aged man's chest, and the copper coin sword in his hand scattered everywhere on the ground.
She opened the umbrella again, helped Lin Xixue avoid the middle-aged man who was half kneeling on the ground, and got into the car without looking back.
Maybe it was because of motion sickness, Lin Xixue felt dizzy.
"I'm dizzy, I want to sleep for a while."
"Go to sleep. You'll be home when you wake up." Ji Wanyun patted her knees.
Feeling Ji Wanyun's fingers gently running through her hair, Lin Xixue fell into a deep sleep.
...
The carriage was speeding along, but a stone suddenly ran over under the wheels, and the whole carriage shook violently.
Lin Xixue was awakened by the violent vibration and looked around in confusion.
"woke up?"
Lin Xixue looked at the girl in front of her. She was someone she was very familiar with but couldn't remember who it was.
Scratching his head, he felt like he had a question to ask her, but he couldn't figure out what the question was.
"Did we know each other before?"
"Lantau Mountain, Baiqing."
"Then do you know me?"
"You claim to be Lin Xixue, but some people call you Tong Yingzi and call you granddaughter."
"Then do you know why I lost my memory?"
"I know the reason, but I don't know the process."
"Cause, process?"
"Your sea of consciousness was burned through, and you also encountered the thunder method of the divine sky. This thing hurts your soul the most, so you lost most of your soul, and you naturally lost your memory."
"As for me saying I don't know the process, it's because I don't know what kind of strange fire you encountered that can directly burn the sea of consciousness."
"Then is it possible for my memory to be restored?"
"I don't know. Your three souls are barely intact, but most of your seven souls were knocked away by that lightning method. It's a miracle that you can wake up."
"As for restoring memory, if we can find a special treasure that can restore the sea of consciousness in the future, there may be some hope."
"Where are we going now?"
"East China Sea, Lantau Island."
Silent all the way, Lin Xixue soon became tired again. The carriage bumped forward like this, and it was night in a blink of an eye.
The moon is extraordinarily round tonight, and it has just rained, so the air is filled with gauze-like water vapor.
The leaves and dew on the grass all reflected the cold white moon.
As the carriage drove by, the moon reflected in the dew seemed to emit rainbow-colored brilliance, silently gathering between Lin Xixue's brows.
After absorbing the rainbow-colored brilliance, Lin Xixue's eyebrows suddenly twisted up, as if she was in extreme pain.
Her fists clenched tighter and tighter, her breathing became faster and faster, and cold sweat was dripping on her forehead unconsciously.
She finally got excited, sat up suddenly, and shouted: "I'm not crazy, I'm not crazy, and my mother's not dead, don't try to lie to me, don't try to lie to me!"
She leaned against the car, breathing heavily.
When Bai Qing heard her exclamation, she stopped talking and looked at her in surprise.
Lin Xixue held her forehead and tried hard to sort out the fragmented memories.
She reached into the void, took out the horizontal knife, rubbed it for a while, and finally regained some sense of reality.
"It's true, it's not a dream, it's not a dream. This knife really exists. Go back and write back to Liangcheng. There are still people waiting for me in the city."
"Who's waiting for me..."
The memory fragments were intermittent, and she couldn't remember who was waiting for her.
"Do you remember?" Bai Qing looked at her in surprise.
"But how is this possible? The sea of consciousness was so severely damaged that the seven souls were almost scattered, and it was repaired in one night?"
She touched her chin. She had seen that Lin Xixue had the means to get rid of evil spirits, so she wondered whether this person was really the reincarnation of the true immortal recorded in the classics.
Looking at it now, it can’t be true, right?
It is simply unheard of to repair the sea of consciousness by oneself without relying on external objects.
"Don't be impatient. Speak slowly. Who is waiting for you in Xinliang City?"
"I don't know, I don't know. I can only remember that I made an appointment to meet someone in the evening, but I can't remember who it is."
"Then do you still remember why you had a conflict with those bullshit people from Sanyuan Guan?"
"Why did the conflict arise?"
"I...I remember I went to get the forged knife...and then Hong Yanzi appeared, and then there were auditory hallucinations, and I melted Hong Yanzi..."
Lin Xixue was very flustered and a little confused when she spoke. It was obvious that her memory had not been sorted out yet.
"Hong Yanzi appeared? He's not dead yet? What do you mean you melted him?" Bai Qing became alert instantly.
"I don't know. He's dead. I killed him with my own hands, but he was in the mirror. He said I was crazy, but I'm not crazy!"
"He died, and I thought dead people couldn't speak, so I melted the mirror, and sure enough, he couldn't speak."
"What does this have to do with your conflict with the Three Yuan Guan Niubi?"
"what is the relationship......"
"I melted Hong Yanzi, and then someone tried to steal my things, so I used a flaming iron rod to drive him away."