"Hey~ although the flowers bloom and the fragrance gathers the soul, remembering... is difficult!"

Beside Tianzhiqiao Road, Heshang Gong saw the young sergeant shaking his head, so he had to close his eyes and look up to the sky and sigh.

Soon after, he opened his wrinkled eyes and looked at the young sergeant who picked up the sword in front of him and remained silent. He said without anger: "You... don't belong here. Put down the sword in your hand and follow me."

!”

The young sergeant immediately hugged his sword tightly, frowning and shaking his head.

bass...!

The four robes in the rear drew their swords in their hands almost at the same time, staring at him with eager eyes!

At this moment, they had changed their previous playful attitude and showed a murderous look on their faces.

The captain held the knife in his hand and narrowed his eyes in warning: "Old sir! We military people have always been vulgar, but you are a scholar and an elder, so you should know the crime of robbing the army...

It’s going to take your head off!”

Obviously, in the eyes of the corps commander and others, the old scholar in front of them was crazy and wanted to take away the knights in their corps!

You must know that this is a serious crime of beheading. Not to mention that the other party is just an old scholar. Even if the King of Heaven is here, I can't even think of taking away every soldier in the army without the military talisman!

Lord Heshang didn't even look at the four people who were looking at him. He just stared at the young sergeant in front of him and asked: "Don't you want to know who you are? You just want to be like a piece of wood... and live in ignorance?"

‘Mumu’ was holding the waist knife, and his dull expression seemed a little hesitant.

Although Wang Sanjiu was holding a steel knife, he kindly reminded him: "Old sir, I advise you to be wise and leave quickly! The melon seeds in the wooden head are whiter than the white clouds in the sky. You are stupid. You have no name or surname. That's it."

You know how to take care of horses and livestock, but you don't know anything else. You are a scholar, how can you not find a servant to take care of livestock?"

Apparently, he mistakenly thought that Duke Heshang was interested in Mu Mu's ability to handle horses and donkeys.

Under the shocked gazes of all the sergeants, Lord Heshang grunted, waved his sleeves, and his sword energy flowed freely in all directions!

The strong wind roared, the sword energy was like waves, and the Lord on the river shouted to the sky!

"Walk!"

Whoosh~

The sword energy controlled the afterimage, soared into the sky and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"My mother~Sword...Sword Immortal!?"

All the soldiers looked up in horror, as if in a big dream.

Ang~

Suddenly, the donkey brayed very happily!

A strange gust of wind blew against the face, like lightning and thunder, and knocked the four people to the ground.

I saw a donkey with its mane flying like silk, its hooves whipping with thunder and lightning, and it jumped into the sky and flew through the clouds!

"Ah~ donkey! Electric donkey..."

"Holy shit... a donkey can fly too!?"

When everyone saw the donkey ascending to the sky on the electric pole, their mouths opened wide in shock, and their chins almost fell to the ground!

And at this moment.

The fat sergeant pointed at an empty space not far away, with only five horses and a sword left: "Oh, no! The wood has been robbed by the sword fairy..."

Everyone looked around and found that the young sergeant had disappeared.

Seeing this, Wang Sanzu suddenly slapped his legs and laughed: "Hahaha~ Let me just say it, did you see? The wood has spiritual roots, and the immortals outside the mountain took him away!"

As he said that, he bumped into the fat sergeant next to him, raised his eyebrows and joked: "Hey~ you have to be careful in the future, be careful that the wood can be transformed into a great sword fairy. When you come back, 'Ka Ka' that flying... flying sword, I'll give it to you

It’s done hahaha~”

The slightly fat sergeant suddenly panicked: "Ah~ How can we deal with this? You don't really hold a grudge like this, do you?"

At this moment, the captain of the team was looking at the eastern sky, his brows as thick as a mountain were raised, and he showed a happy smile: "Oh, no, I am sincere and don't hold grudges, let's go."

As he spoke, he jumped off the stack of rocks and headed towards where the horses were.

Wang Sanji picked up the roasted game and smiled and kicked the slightly fat sergeant who was still a little worried: "Let's go, you are such a coward. If wood comes back in the future, then we are also Paoze who slept in the same tent. Can we be like you?"

The same chicken intestines? Huh~"

The old sergeant put out the bonfire and walked forward with his luggage, muttering sourly.

"Hey... this guy, Mu Mu, is very lucky~"

...

East of the Star Sea, only a thousand miles away from Yingzhou, there is a very peaceful stone island.

This stone island is less than one mile in diameter, and is dotted with scattered rocks that emerge from the water. There is a half-moon-shaped forest in the center of the island, guarding an elegant three-bedroom wooden house in the center, which seems to be inhabited.

On the south side of the island, there is a much smaller rocky island. The center of this rocky island is raised, and the rocks are piled up around it like a stone circle wall. The space inside the stone wall is not large, but it is very neat, and it seems that someone often comes to clean it.

In the center of the stone ring wall is a tomb.

This tomb is extremely ordinary, as simple and plain as the stone formations surrounding it.

At this moment, a long-maned donkey was lying on its side at the entrance of the stone wall, and two people were standing in front of the tomb.

The two of them were naturally Lord Heshang and the young sergeant who was kidnapped.

Heshang Gong clasped his hands behind his back and just looked at the tomb quietly without saying a word.

The young sergeant was still dull, not panicked at all, nor said a word, but his eyes never left the old man's back.

Hey~

Sighing sounded, Lord Heshang turned his back to the young sergeant and asked, "Don't you have anything to ask me?"

There was no movement behind him, but his breathing sounded rapid for a moment...

Duke Heshang turned his head and stared at the young man in front of him, frowning slightly: "Raise your head and look at the old man."

The young sergeant was obedient, raised his head slightly, and began to look directly at Duke Heshang.

Eyes facing each other.

A man with such vigor and power that it makes people feel like they see sword waves surging all over the sky.

One is clear with a hint of doubt, and a vague sharpness! This sharp color seems to be born spontaneously, without any emotion or fluctuation, and it does not seem to be artificial.

For such a long time, neither of them took their eyes away.

A gust of sea breeze blew by, blowing the hair on the young man's forehead, revealing the faint birthmark.

At this moment, Heshang publicly spoke: "But what do you still remember?"

The young man's facial features were sharp and angular, looking very cold and cold, but his temperament seemed dull.

He frowned slightly, seemed to hesitate for a moment, and finally said: "I... don't remember anything."

"Yeah~ It's better." Mr. He Shang still stared at the young man's face: "But do you know? No matter how stupid a person is, he will still have memories; even if he loses his memory, there will still be fragments of memories left."

The young man shook his head silently, his eyes unwavering, and Mr. He Shang looked a little disappointed in his eyes.

As he spoke, he slowly approached the young man: "...This is like a smooth mirror. Even if it is broken, the lens can still reflect a person's incomplete appearance, and the same is true for memory. Unless...

..”

As he spoke, he stared into the clear eyes of the young man in front of him and said, "Unless this person... just came to this world not long ago!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the young sergeant's eyes trembled and his brows twitched, as if someone had seen through him. He stepped back and said warily: "You...I...I really don't remember!"

Heshang Gong's eyes were instantly locked on the young sergeant's slight movement towards his waist, which seemed to be instinctive. However, his waist was already empty. How could there be any missing sword?

He asked: "Then why are you pressing your hands on your waist?"

Hearing the sound, Mu Mu immediately let go, looking a little painful, shaking his head and saying in a daze: "I'm used to it...I...I don't know."

Before he finished speaking, Lord Heshang shouted: "Then what else do you know?!"

Intimidated by Mr. Heshang's momentum, Mu Mu's eyes finally showed a dodgey look, and he continued intermittently: "I... I woke up in the forest,... I felt very guilty, I was afraid, I was afraid of seeing! Who I saw...

.?I don’t know...I can only pull out the branches and collect the branches...and pull out and collect again..."

Heshang Gong said clearly: "Do you think this will help you remember who you are?"

Mu Mu instantly raised his head, as if he was surprised that the old man in front of him knew what he was thinking.

In an instant, he looked at his hands with a gloomy expression, as if he saw blood on them. He was stunned and inexplicably felt like a knife in his heart: "Yes... just keep pulling out and pulling back...

.I will feel pain, will...?"

As he spoke, his eyes were fixed on his trembling hands, as if he had seen the most terrifying thing in the world, and he seemed to remember something: "I...I seem to have killed someone!"

"Who?" Duke Heshang asked.

He shook his head in confusion, his expression becoming more and more painful: "A very important person, someone...someone is very sad..."

boom!

He suddenly fell on his knees in front of Lord Heshang, raised his head and begged with tears in his eyes: "Tell me, please tell me, who am I? You must know...must..."
To be continued...