It's like the swelling feeling of a person after sleeping too much.
But more, it is the kind of mental weakness and fatigue.
There are probably no less than twenty people standing in a small mud house.
Everyone was wearing coarse cloth clothes, and at this moment, they looked at Chu Yan angry and vigilantly.
"Who are you?" Chu Yan asked in confusion after looking around for a week.
Among the crowd, a gray-bearded and looking old man took a step forward.
He is the village chief of this village.
"You fainted on the roadside at the entrance of our village. The people in our village found you and carried you back." The village chief looked at Chu Yan carefully and asked, "Who are you? Why did you fall at the entrance of our village?
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"I am..." Chu Yangang said two words under the gaze of everyone.
Suddenly, he couldn't say what was left.
who I am?
Chu Yan was confused.
Everyone at the scene was originally staring at him, waiting for his next words.
But after Chu Yan paused for a moment, he never spoke again.
Seeing Chu Yan showing a contemplative look, the villagers at the scene looked at each other.
The village chief kept looking at Chu Yan carefully.
As the oldest in the village, he naturally has more knowledge than other villagers.
Seeing Chu Yan's expression at this moment, he understood that the other party was probably irritated by some kind of stimulation that led to amnesia.
Sure enough, after a moment, Chu Yan looked at the village chief and showed an apology: "Sorry, I don't seem to remember who I am, nor why I am here."
"It doesn't matter, think slowly, just live here tonight. Our village is called Shijie Village." The village chief comforted Chu Yan.
After saying that, he turned around and asked the villagers in the house to go out first, so as not to disturb Chu Yan's rest.
After all the people in the room had left, Chu Yan's eyes gradually gathered.
"I'm lost my memory...will you be so bloody..."
But there were some pictures in my mind that kept flashing back.
Chu Yan could feel that there seemed to be some causal lines between these pictures.
As time goes by, these causal lines are slowly becoming clearer.
It is like interwoven lines, which ultimately forms a complete picture, completely completing the missing memory.
Thinking of this in my heart, Chu Yan closed his eyes and the room suddenly became completely quiet.
Outside the house, after receiving the instructions from the village chief, the villagers all went home first.
However, an outsider came to the village today and he still lost his memory. At least now, there is no shortage of topics to talk tonight.
Among these villagers, there was a person left alone by the village chief.
This villager was the one who came back from chopping wood and found Chu Yan on the roadside at the entrance of the village.
The village chief carefully asked him about what happened when he discovered Chu Yan.
The villager also gave a detailed explanation.
But the whole process is actually quite simple, so even if it is explained in detail, there is not much content to describe.
After saying that, the villagers looked at the village chief, looked a little worried, and asked, "Village Chief, is there a problem with this person? Is it a bandit from Longji Mountain?"
The village chief shook his head: "It shouldn't be that the bandits in Longji Mountain will never attack the villages outside the mountain.
Moreover, I see this person as arrogant as he is not like a vicious bandit.
I have heard during this period that there have been more caravans entering the mountains recently.
This person may be a member of a caravan. He encountered a bandit. Although he escaped, he lost his memory because he was stimulated."
After saying this, a look of sympathy and remembrance appeared in the village chief's eyes.
When the village chief was young, he was the only warrior in the village and had experience fighting with bandits.
Moreover, he has a very high prestige in the village. Since he said so, the villagers have been relieved.
"You go back first, what this person says--" the village chief pondered for a moment, and then said, "It's also a poor person, let him live in the village first, and then talk about it after remembering what happened.
Now he is like this, he doesn’t even have a decent piece of clothing, and he can’t remember who he is and where he comes from. If he drives him out, others will poke our backbone.”
Nympho
Seeing Chu Yan being carried into the village, Chu Chan'er turned around and walked towards the depths of the dense forest.
She has been out for a long time this time, and if she doesn't go back, some things will be difficult to explain.
After walking in the mountains for two or three hours, I took out the flying magic weapon and was about to step on it, suddenly a sound of a flute floated back from a distance.
Chu Chan'er's body shook.
The sound of the flute seemed to be a ghostly sing and whispering in the middle of the night, or it was like someone whispering softly in your ear, making people unable to help but indulge in it.
Chu Chan'er's eyes slightly confusion appeared, but immediately, Qingming Festival returned to the end.
She calmly put the jade plate back in, then leaned against the tree beside her, hugged her arms, and looked not far ahead.
At this time, the sound of the flute gradually approached this side.
"Sister Yue is so excited. Are you here to pick up your younger sister this night?" After a moment, Chu Chan'er said with a smile.
The sound of the flute stopped abruptly at this moment.
In the shade of the trees that were not shining with the moonlight in front, a figure slowly walked out.
He was wearing a silver long skirt, with a faint look on his face, and holding a green jade flute in his hand. At this time, he walked under the moonlight. In a trance, the whole person's body seemed to be shining.
"I said no, do you believe it?" The woman who walked over looked at Chu Chan'er and said.
"I believe everything Sister Yue says." Chu Chan'er still smiled, her eyes that were uncovered by the veil were curved like crescent moons.
But at this moment, her right hand, which was behind her, quietly reached into her left sleeve.
"Whether you believe it or not, wherever you go, what you meet, or what you want to do, has nothing to do with me." The woman holding the jade flute continued to walk forward.
There was a hint of doubt in Chu Chan'er's eyes.
Based on her understanding of the woman in front of her, the other party does not lie.
However, as soon as he brought his brother here, the other party followed him and said that it had nothing to do with him, which was a bit coincidental.
Seeing that he was as if nothing was happening, he was about to pass by him, and what he was going to was in the direction of the village he had just left, Chu Chan'er couldn't help but feel anxious.
However, her face was silent, and she still squinted her eyes and smiled: "Sister Yue, don't be so anxious. It's rare for us sisters to meet here tonight. You said it's a coincidence? Where are Sister Yue going?"
Chu Chan'er's original purpose was to try to stop the other party and see if she could find out some news from the other party's mouth.
If the other party is eager to leave, then the other party naturally has something important to do.
But at this time, the woman holding the jade flute actually stopped and looked at Chu Chan'er less than ten feet in front of her: "It's a coincidence. Since you are interested, let's talk for a while.