A vast sea appeared in my mind, a domineering figure floating on the sea surface, blinking his eyes and moving his mouth, all 128 burly men on the opposite side jumped into the sea and drowned.

Whether reading books or watching movies, it seems to be pleasure only when you have a sense of substitution. Unfortunately, it is difficult for me to associate the domineering character in my mind with myself, and I cannot enter it at all. So I asked: "Do those pirates eat anything, and they can't swim? Don't tell me that they all ate the devil fruits, all of them were land ducks?"

The girl was very calm: "Jumped off the high seas, no matter whether you can swim or not, you will die."

I was curious: "Has anyone survived like a boy Pi?"

"Yes." The girl wiped away her tears and said with a serious expression: "I received the news two days ago that Red Beard is not dead."

I became angry as soon as I heard this: "Don't just get a red beard when I get pirates? At least you can get some new ideas."

"Brother-in-law, I don't have the heart to joke with you. Red Beard is a code name and an identity. Over the past five hundred years, there have been eighteen red Beards. This title has been passed down from generation to generation. On that high sea, Red Beard is the owner there." The girl's expression and tone were very serious, so serious that I believed it.

After a while, I recovered and asked, "What does it have to do with me if he dies?"

The girl looked at me with a sympathetic look: "You ruined his lair, burned his priceless things, destroyed more than a hundred of his brothers, and forced him to jump into the sea... Do you think he has anything to do with you?"

"Wait, let me slow down." My legs were a little weak, and I warned myself in my heart that what she said had nothing to do with me. After all, the story she told was too bizarre and could not happen to ordinary people like me. But for some reason, I asked in a slander: "How did I make enemies with him?"

"It's a long story. Five years ago, you knew that Red Beard wanted to deal with you. One day you broke up with your sister. You wanted to protect her in this way, but my sister didn't appreciate it. She secretly followed you to the high seas. Later..." At this point, the girl burst into tears.

I didn't react much, the only feeling was that the story was too old-fashioned and I could guess the ending as soon as I heard it.

In my real memory, I have never been to the high seas, and Qiqi has not followed me secretly.

I believe I can't remember it wrong.

If I remember it wrong, life will really become an illusion.

"After that war, there were many legends about you in the world. Some people said that you were tired of everything and retired to the mountains and forests. Some people said that you had over-production and became a useless person. Some people said that you were seriously injured and died." As she said that, she looked at me with a look of a little girl looking at her idol, and murmured: "Brother-in-law, when I see you now, I remembered an Internet buzzword - if you are not in the world, there is still a legend about you in the world."

At this moment, my mood was extremely complicated.

I kind of hope that what she said is true. Having the hypnotic ability that can make girls dance striptease in the street is really more Hong Kong-style. Besides, being admired by girls like girls with excellent looks and figures is also a very pleasant thing. When her admirational gaze projected over, my vanity expanded to a critical point.

In connection with the actual situation, I feel particularly sad. My buddy neither knows hypnosis nor has the experience of killing hundreds of people in a row. Under the girl's gaze, another idea naturally popped up in my mind: either she is crazy, or I am crazy, or the world is crazy.

"After avenging your sister, you were seriously injured, and you refused to take medicine, and you lost your will to live. During those days, I cried and begged you every day. I had no sister anymore. If you died, I would never have any relatives. Later, you were willing to take medicine, but I didn't expect that you would hypnotize yourself silently."

The girl's tone was very contagious. She was trying to make me believe that everything she said was true: "It took half a year before I understood the truth. At that time, I thought, there was nothing wrong with this. I could forget all the unhappy things before. I watched you become an ordinary person, watch you get married and have children..."

Just as I was thinking about the authenticity of her words, she strengthened her tone: "Brother-in-law, you originally wanted to live your freedom in the second half of your life, and I have no right to interfere. For four years, I have not disturbed your peaceful life. But Red Beard is not dead, so you can't continue like this. When he breathes, the first thing he wants to look for is you. The centipede worm dies without being stiff. He has his own way, and entering the country is not difficult for him. Within two months, he will definitely find you. If you haven't recovered your memory by then, the consequences will be unimaginable."

I interrupted her, who was talking nonstop: "Stop talking, you just need to do one thing, I believe you! Since you keep saying that I am the master of Stage 69, then prove it to me. If you have the affinity, you can restore my memory immediately!"

She smiled bitterly: "Brother-in-law, you are the most powerful hypnosis master in the world. Others cannot break your situation. No one can help you relieve hypnosis except yourself. What I can do is just to say some things from the past to help you awaken your memory. As for whether it works, I can't guarantee it."

I smiled and said, "Then you are not professional. Yesterday a woman with black stockings said she could help me recover my memory."

She also smiled: "If I guess correctly, that woman should be a black widow, right?"

"Who is Black Widow?" I asked.

"A perverted woman who likes to wear black clothes, she likes to wear short skirts and black pantyhose the most. She spreads her legs in public. No matter how you look at it, she will not expose her..." The girl knew everything, with a little disdain.

I really want to shake hands with her, this girl is so right.

She said solemnly: "Brother-in-law, don't believe the nonsense of Black Widow. She is not a good person. That woman pesters you for being unhappy and must have wanted to use you to help her. I guaranteed with my personality that you said in person six years ago: I would rather believe that there are ghosts in the world than believe in the mouth of Black Widow!"

I said, "Let's not talk about that woman for now. I can't understand the problem. If I have lost my memory, then where does the memories in my mind come from now? I even remember many things in elementary school. These memories shouldn't be fake, right?"

She said: "This is what makes you so smart. I remember you said a long time ago that you want to be an ordinary person. You have completely hypnotized your extraordinary experience. Now all that is left is the memory of ordinary people."

After hearing what she said, I can only sigh that human beings are so strange. In the novels or movies and TV series I have read, ordinary people want to be masters, and experts want to be ordinary people. For example, now I dream of being masters, but the girl said that in the past I really wanted to be an ordinary person, would I be so heart-wrenching?

After calming down, I asked her: "Is this a coincidence? It's even more coincidental than selective amnesia. I forget what I want and hypnotic wherever I want. Is there a scientific basis for this statement?"

The girl is very professional: "If you need it, I can give you some scientific basis. A missionary in the Middle Ages invented a quick memory method called palace memory, which can store a large amount of things that need to be remembered for a long time. In this memory method, the brain is a palace with many houses and many grids in each room, and everything that needs to be remembered is stored in it. Brother-in-law, you have mastered this memory method for a long time. As long as you close a door, you close a memory."

When I saw her professional appearance, I was so angry: "Girl, you underestimate the current family men. I haven't watched any soap operas of the current family men? Do you think I have never watched "The Detective" starring Lin Baoyi? What kind of palace memory is to cheat my father? I almost got fooled by you."

The girl was scolded and said to herself: "Whether you believe it or not, I just explain a fact. In addition, I can also tell you that there are many people in this world who are engaged in special professions, such as agents, killers, and mercenaries. 80% of the time, they are all ordinary people. 20% of the time, they will perform special tasks... Brother-in-law, you happened to completely forget the 20% of the special memories, and only remember the memories of 80% of the ordinary people. Do you understand this way?"
Chapter completed!