For those people, the only ones who can make people willing to bow their heads are parents, teachers, or officials.

After the two of them simply greeted each other, they started to talk slowly.

"Miss, have you been separated from your family? I'm afraid this is not a safe place."

"Are you family?" A few pictures suddenly flashed through the girl's mind, but they seemed to be a little blurred. Later, the clearer one seemed to be a girl about the same age as her. The girl's pupils and hair were as quiet as flames, and she seemed to sleep frequently.

"I can't remember some things, and when I woke up, I found myself in the mountains." The girl said honestly.

"Oh...so that's it." This strong man was not a very smart person. After thinking for a while, he couldn't think of anything, so he stopped thinking about it.

"Maybe I fell down accidentally and couldn't remember it. I heard that some children fell off the cliff on the mountain and lost their souls. Later, I asked the holy hand who practiced the Nine Nether Ways to help cure it." He said his past experiences.

"What is the Nine Nether Way?" the girl asked curiously.

"This is actually not common, after all, people who practice this field are not very popular," explained the strong man.

"...... In short, they are very good at summoning souls and urging corpses, so they are more scary."

"That's how..." Although the girl had never seen her, she felt that she was not unfamiliar with this, but she felt a sense of intimacy.

Strange, did I do this before I lost my memory?

Gu—

Just as the girl was still thinking about it, a gurgling sound came. She raised her head and realized that the strong man in front of her turned his face a little embarrassedly.

The girl was a little funny, but she still held it back. She returned to the persimmon tree and said to the strong man: "Do you want to come and rest? Actually, I'm hungry too."

"Then it's better to obey your duty than respect."

Seeing the girl's smile, this strong man thought that this man was a beautiful woman. In a few years, he might be the immortal on the Yellow Sea Mountain and would probably be fascinated by her.

But he has his own wisdom, and he is not young anymore, so he has no bad intentions.

The two sat down several meters apart, ate persimmons, and then started chatting.

"Does that lady still remember her name?" asked the strong man.

"I can't remember it very clearly..." The girl pressed her forehead in distress again, and it took a while before she could read the familiar syllables...

"Luo...Lan...Xi..." It seems, but it seems that it is not, and there seems to be other unfinished parts.

"Is the last name Luo?"

The strong man asked a little surprised. This surname is unusual, and it is basically a branch of the royal family. When the dynasty was first decided, several kings who were granted were named this. The current capital of the Porcelain Dynasty is also called Luojing. You can imagine how noble it is.

If ordinary people dare to impersonate such an imperial surname, they will have to be beheaded.

"Then do you still have to be your own origin?" the strong man asked immediately.

"I can't remember it for the time being." After the girl last night, although she recalled some pictures, she still couldn't piece together a complete memory.

"It's more troublesome," he told the girl what he saw.

"In other words, if I can't prove my identity, if I say my surname is Luo, will I be arrested?" The girl covered her mouth in surprise.
Chapter completed!