"Sister, I am Yang Yunfan, you don't recognize me? Don't scare me!"

Yang Yunfan felt Ye Qingmei's pulse and found that her pulse was very normal and her eyes were clear. It should be said that there was nothing wrong with her.

"Brother Immortal, it turns out your name is Yang Yunfan. My name is Ye Qingmei. You can just call me Qingmei. I also have a younger sister named Qingxue. We look alike, and outsiders often mistake her."

Ye Qingmei giggled and didn't recognize Yang Yunfan at all.

However, she also knew in her memory that she had a younger sister, Ye Qingxue, and she also remembered that she and Ye Qingxue looked very similar to her.

Apparently, her brain was not injured either.

"Okay, you can introduce me to Qingxue from now on. I will marry Qingxue home, and you will be my eldest sister."

Yang Yunfan saw Ye Qingmei acting crazy, smiled bitterly, and answered casually.

Who would have thought that after Ye Qingmei heard this, she shook her head, pouted her mouth dissatisfied, and said: "No, no, no. Brother Shenxian, you are my husband. If you marry me home, Qingxue will be your sister."

.You can’t marry Qingxue back home.”

Yang Yunfan took a look and found that although Ye Qingmei seemed crazy, his words were very logical and different from ordinary dementia.

He can't even figure out what happened to Ye Qingmei now?

"Huh? Who are you? Why am I here?"

At this moment, Xia Zining also woke up. She looked at Yang Yunfan and Taoist Wuya with a vigilant expression.

"Zi Ning, you're awake, are you okay?"

When Yang Yunfan saw Xia Zining waking up, he felt happy at first, but then he found that Xia Zining's expression was also very wrong. She looked at him, her eyes were full of defense, and there was a strange sense of distance, as if she didn't recognize him at all.

This made Yang Yunfan feel worried again.

"How do you know my name? Where is my master? Where is this place?"

"Wait a minute, why do I think you look familiar? Big brother, have I seen you before? Are you also a disciple of the Shushan Sect?"

Xia Zining frowned and stared at Yang Yunfan, but her previous defensiveness was slightly lowered. She felt that Yang Yunfan was very familiar, as if she had seen him somewhere.

Is it in a dream?

I vaguely remember that I often have a dream, in which I dream of a man riding a five-clawed golden dragon, holding a red sword, and riding on colorful auspicious clouds, coming to save me.

He is his own hero!

"It's over, it's over, forget it if the old woman is crazy. Sister Zi Ning is actually crazy too..."

The girl dressed in red looked at Yang Yunfan's arms. The one on the left was going crazy, and the one on the right had just woken up and turned out to be crazy too.

I don't remember waiting for anyone at all.

She shook her head, feeling very complicated.

"Miss Xia, do you still know Pindao?"

But at this moment, Taoist Wuya walked up to Xia Zining, lowered his body, and asked kindly.

Xia Zining raised her head and glanced at Taoist Wuya. Seeing that the white-bearded old man was very kind, she tilted her head and thought for a moment.

Then, her eyes suddenly lit up and she recognized Taoist Wuya.

She immediately got up happily, kowtowed to Taoist Wuya, and said respectfully: "Xia Zining, a disciple of Lingjiu Guan of Shushan Sect, has met Grandpa Headmaster. Zi Ning kowtowed to Grandpa Headmaster. Grandpa Headmaster, can you

Tell me, where is the master?"

"Your master is in Shu Mountain. Wait a moment and I'll ask her to come find you. Now, grandpa will take you back to Kunlun Mountain. Okay?" Taoist Wuya coaxed Xia Zining amiably like a child.

However, he is almost a hundred years old, and Xia Zining is only in her early twenties. He is more than enough to be her grandfather, but he does not take advantage of Xia Zining.

"Okay, okay. Thank you Grandpa Headmaster."

Xia Zining recognized Taoist Wuya and naturally no longer worried.

The white-bearded old man in front of her was the master of the Kunlun Sect. Her master had brought her to attend his birthday before, and he also told her that she should practice hard in the future and be as good as the master.

"Taoist Master Wuya, what's going on?"

When Yang Yunfan saw this scene, he felt very strange.

Xia Zining's memory seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, but she knew Taoist Wuya. Obviously, some fragments of memory still remained.

"Pindao met Miss Xia ten years ago."

"At that time, she was just a little girl in her teens, and she had just entered the Shushan Spiritual Vulture Temple."

"Her master Shuiyun Zhenren brought her to Kunlun Mountain. He hoped that Pindao would look at her bones to see if she was suitable for practicing the unique skill of Lingjiu Temple."

Taoist Wuya raised his head, stroked his beard, recalled the past, and couldn't help but sigh: "At present, it seems that the mysterious Taoist just did something to Miss Xia's soul. As a result, Miss Xia's memory was confused, and she only

I remember Pindao, but I don’t remember you, Xiaoyou Yang. It may be that her memories after she was ten years old were forcibly erased."

"Unfortunately, the soul is too profound. Pindao's research on the soul is still very superficial. It is difficult to determine what happened to Miss Xia's soul."

Hearing this, Yang Yunfan breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Taoist Master, you mean that Zi Ning just has memory loss, but other aspects of her, such as intelligence and body, are normal, right?"

Taoist Wuya did not dare to answer immediately. He squatted down, touched Xia Zining's hand bones, and stared at Xia Zining's eyes. Then, Taoist Wuya's eyes flashed, emitting a faint green light.

After a while, a burst of sweat broke out on his forehead, and he couldn't help but close his eyes and meditate for a while.

When he opened his eyes again, Taoist Wuya's expression was obviously much weaker.

However, there was a smile on his face, and he breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Miss Xia's body is fine and her soul is very intact. That memory fragment may have sunk into the sea of ​​souls."

"Sea of ​​Souls?"

When Yang Yunfan heard this word, he couldn't help but chew it slightly and seemed a little curious.

Taoist Wuya explained: "Our memories are like small boats, floating on the sea of ​​souls. Over time, these memory boats will slowly be damaged, and then sink to the bottom of the sea. No matter how they are found, they will be damaged."

Not anymore. And sometimes, through constant recall, it’s like tinkering with these memory boats, so they can exist for a long time.”

"And some profound events, like big ships made of steel, may never sink."

"The mysterious Taoist just now has a soul body, and his methods are quite miraculous. Perhaps he unintentionally shocked the sea of ​​souls of Miss Xia and Miss Ye, causing a disaster similar to a tsunami, which caused some memories in their minds.

The boat sank."

Taoist Wuya's metaphor is very vivid and vivid. Yang Yunfan is also a smart man and understood it immediately.

At this time, he couldn't help but think of something, turned his head, looked at the confused Xia Zining, and asked with a smile: "Zi Ning, how old are you this year?"

Xia Zining tilted her head and thought for a while. Her memory was a little confused. After a long time, she was a little unsure and said: "I seem to be ten years old this year..."

Ten years old!

Xia Zining, two years younger than Yang Yunfan, should be twenty years old this year!

In the blink of an eye, she lost ten years inexplicably.
Chapter completed!