Chen Qinghan played a plank road with Director Cheng on an open construction and secretly traveling to Chen Cang. Who is Director Cheng? No wonder he sent someone to chase us.

And it's still a little bit to say whether the fire-eyed eyes or golden eyes die, but Miss Screaming must not be able to survive. After all, she is a flesh and blood body, and there is absolutely no possibility of surviving by being blown into the sky.

Cheng and Dong had lost both their wealth and wealth, and the resentment in his heart was difficult to calm down, so he must settle the score with Chen Qinghan.

Chen Qinghan also leaned on the big tree to enjoy the cool air. If he had no solid support, he would have been chopped into dumpling stuffing.

"What does Director Cheng want Jiuyouhua? He wants to dominate the world?"

"It can also be said that whoever controls energy will control wealth, not to mention that the function of Jiuyouhua not only provides energy."

"I believe it as an energy body, and I believe it as a weapon, but I do not believe it. If you take a step back, what's the use of it even if it can become a human?"

"From Boss Lu's situation, we should have misunderstood the content of the mural before. Jiuyouhua can not become a human, but can be parasitized in the human body."

"Can we stop using the word parasitic?"

"Parasites are for others, and for you, it should be..."

“What is it?”

"You will know when you recover your memory."

"How do you know that my memory can be restored? What if it can never be restored?"

"I have confidence in you." Chen Qinghan said without any jokes, and was particularly sincere.

I found that since I met him, I have been thinking about more and more problems, such as memory.

I have been in the ancient tomb for so many years, and I have never thought about restoring my memory. If I forget it, I will forget it. What I can forget is definitely not a big deal.

I have to just live all day, use my brain less, and sleep more.

"For yourself and to help me, try to recall it, okay?"

It was this tone of coaxing children again, so I gave Chen Qinghan a big roll of his eyes.

But the disdain on the face is running, the mind is working, the memories are... what are you recalling?

I subconsciously put my hands in my pocket and touched the uniquely shaped compass.

Suddenly I felt dizzy, the surrounding mountains and roads were twisted and deformed, and the surrounding scenery was replaced, and I felt like I was on a vast ocean.

Looking up at the sky, I looked down at the bloody deck, and the surroundings were filled with wild waves. The boat under my feet was as steady as Mount Tai, not affected by the wind and waves at all, and was traveling gently in the storm.

And I was holding the nine-grid compass in my hand, and someone suddenly called me behind me, it was a woman's voice, using language I couldn't understand.

Like the dream I had a few days ago, I couldn't understand the language she used, but I could understand what she meant.

It's like a communication of thoughts, I can directly understand her thoughts.

However, the sharp pain interrupted my thoughts, as if a steel needle was nailed into my mind.

I almost jumped out of my seat, but fortunately Chen Qinghan freed up a hand to hold my shoulder.

"What's wrong?" Chen Qinghan parked the car on the side of the road, and he was obviously startled by me.

"Heart." The shock in my heart was indescribable. For a thousand-year-old rice dumpling that was invulnerable and lacked pain, the pain that just now brought more than just physical harm.

"Don't worry, don't think too much, you're about to get to the place."

He probably couldn't understand my complicated mood. I was amnesia-free, but my IQ was still online.

The brain has limited capacity, and it is normal to remember some things and forget some things.

I always thought so before, thinking that the things I have forgotten are just because it took too long to remember them.

But the way of recalling just now was absolutely abnormal, it means there was something wrong with my brain!

In my impression, the plot of headaches when I think back is only seen in bloody love TV dramas. Whether the protagonist falls or bumps, it will only cause this symptoms after an accident or amnesia.

What car could have caused me to lose my memory? Besides, there were no trains and tanks in the era when I was buried...

"Don't force me if you can't remember. We can think of other ways. There are still several tombs of the Heavenly Girls who have not been excavated. Maybe you can find instructions or something like that in it."

Chen Qinghan's comfort did not work. The problem now is that my brain is sick. Jiuyouhua, the compass can think of other ways to understand the manipulation. What should I do if my brain is sick? Change one?

The unmanned village that Chen Qinghan mentioned is located in the wilderness next to the highway, and the houses are all flat-roofed houses made of bricks and stones.

Although the house is a bit old, there is no problem with sheltering from wind and snow.

Chen Qinghan moved the folding bed and bedding in the car into a brick room and handed me a power bank.

"You look like an agent in the movie." I took the power bank and half of my sorrow was dispersed.

He set up the bed and his bedding. I followed him with my power bank and cell phone.

"It's very late, I'll play tomorrow, so let's take a break." Chen Qinghan said to me in a kind tone as old father.

I just turned on my phone and saw that it was only 2% of the battery. I decided to listen to his advice, go to bed first, and play tomorrow.

Two single folding beds are placed side by side in the empty house. If the house is not too old and the house is barely walled, this scene is quite like a student dormitory.

Chen Qinghan got into his sleeping bag. I didn't need to keep warm like him, lying on the sleeping bag, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

After hesitating for a while, I spoke, "I have a brain disease."

I originally planned to keep this in my heart, but I couldn't figure it out at all.

The only person around me who can discuss things is Chen Qinghan, and he has gained some of my trust. After thinking about it, I think it is better to talk to him.

"Modern medicine may not cure your disease." Chen Qinghan said seriously.

I admired the conversation to death with just one sentence. I stared at him sideways and said, "It's amnesia. I just seemed to recall something, but my brain hurts like a needle. It's not that I can't recall it, it's that... the brain doesn't let memories."

"You have never recalled what happened before?" Chen Qinghan asked with his hands on his head.

"I recalled it, but I just thought about it casually. There were no specific events. I felt my mind was blank and I gave up."

"You were thinking about the specific things just now?"

"I think of the compass, didn't you say it? I might think of something when I see it."

"What did you remember?"

"The sea in the storm, a red ship, and someone else talked to me and asked me if I really wanted to do this, and then I had a headache."

Chen Qinghan was silent for a few seconds after hearing this: "Have you ever thought that your tribe members may still be there?"

Chen Qinghan's words are quite rigorous. According to our burial customs of tombs everywhere, the group of "Goddes" may be in a state of scatteredness for a long time.
Chapter completed!