At this time, the sunset was gradually setting, and dusk was over, and it would be dark soon. A servant from Mr. He’s mansion had already delivered dinner, and a group of people gathered on the round table in the attic for dinner. Sun Ling'er and Xiaoyun had obviously heard Zhang Yuxi talk about the charity village. Seeing Sun Ling'er's absent-minded expression, they obviously knew that Dong Xianxian had returned to Luzhou City.

The official officers who monitored Mr. He retreated to the periphery of the academy for no reason, and the number of personnel decreased a lot. Bao Zheng knew in his heart that it must be Zhang Yao's order to let the academy relax so that the murderers could fall into the trap more easily.

The night gradually came, and a crescent moon hung on the branches, and before I knew it, it was already the beginning of the day. Bao Zheng found an excuse to say that something had fallen in Mr. He's residence and wanted to get it himself. Zhang Yuxi knew that if he would go to the appointment with Dong Xianxian, although his face was uncomfortable, he still told him to be cautious and go back quickly.

Bao Zheng left the courtyard and followed his memory to the backyard of the academy. He stepped on the moonlight and opened the door of the long-santhemum backyard. In front of him was a path made of small stones. Bao Zheng followed the winding path and walked up the back mountain. Along the way, he heard frogs croaking between the mountains and fields, dull low owls, and thousands of insects chirping in the night space. These sounds of nature gathered into a pleasant symphony. He was a time traveler who lived in the city in his previous life. This was the first time Bao Zheng heard such a wonderful sound.

The breeze blows all the way, the green trees are shaded, and the dense jungle is dark, giving people a sense of hazy feeling. Bao Zheng is very brave, and if others are not happy to enjoy such a wonderful night view.

Before he knew it, Bao Zheng had already reached the top of the mountain. There was not much space on the top of the mountain. A cliff was vivid in my mind. I don’t know who was deeply engraved on the flat rocks. On the cliff, he deeply engraved the three big words “Sansheng Cliff” on the flat rocks.

Dong Xianxian has not come yet, or she has come, so she doesn't want to appear now. It's still early now, Bao Zheng found a huge mountain rock half a person tall and flat by the cliff. Fortunately, he lay on the rock and looked up at the starry sky. Looking at the vast Milky Way across the sky, he couldn't help but feel deeply moved.

Bao Zheng was sour at this time, and chanted: The silver candle was cold in autumn, and the painting screen was painted, and the light silk fan was blowing at the fireflies. The night on the street was as cool as water. Lying on the morning glory and Weaver Star. After the hardships, the swords fell into the surrounding stars.

Bao Zheng sang this autumn song to the heart-warming sound, and the lingering sound surrounded the empty mountain top. In a confused manner, a sad sound of flute sound rang behind him. Bao Zheng knew that the person who came was Dong Xianxian, and the sound of the flute was lingering, as if he was telling the pain of parting, and as if he was whispering in his ears. Bao Zheng turned over and sat up, and gradually became addicted to this music. He even unknowingly slapped the stone under him, accompanied by the sound of the flute, and sang:

In the morning mirror, the ring hairpin is full of green silk bushes,

In a moment, the sun shot into the rouge cheeks, and a red glow was about to melt.

Once upon a time, the sea was invincible, but Wushan was not cloudy.

I am lazy to look back on the flowers, and I am half apart from my relatives and half a relationship with you.

Bao Zheng's love is exactly the sound of the flute that Dong Xianxian was sad. The sound of the flute gradually fell. In the woods behind him, Dong Xianxian, covered in white snow, came gracefully. Before the beauty arrived, the intoxicating virgin fragrance on her body was already intoxicating.

"Bao Lang! You often listen to me playing this song here again. Although you didn't have the rhythm before, you were happy with the sound of the flute. I didn't expect that you would sing together after not seeing each other for a year." Dong Xianxian said softly at this time, and it didn't seem like he was trying to question Bao Zheng at all, as if he was influenced by Bao Zheng's poems, and recalled a lot of past.

Bao Zheng stood up at this time, greeted Dong Xianxian, and said seriously: "Since Yu Xi calls Xianxian, you are the sister of Xian'er, then I will call you that. Xian'er sister! In fact, many things are hard to imagine. If you look at Bao Zheng in front of you seriously, I will see what is different from before except for suddenly understanding the rhythm?"

Xian'er looked at this time and said in a panic: "Bao Lang, what do you mean? Are you trying to tell me that your mind has changed over the past year?"

Bao Zheng looked at Xian'er's eyes, and his eyes showed sincerity, and said, "Xian'er, don't misunderstand Xian'er. Think carefully and take a closer look at what is the difference between Bao Zheng now. You just need to tell me your first impression."

Xian'er was asked by Bao Zheng at this time and couldn't help but feel a little confused. In a flash, she looked at Bao Zheng carefully.

After a moment, Xian'er seemed to have noticed something and said, "In addition to understanding the rhythm, your eyes are much more flexible than before, and your face is richer. The key point is that you have become more courageous! I just followed you up the mountain all the way, but you have never been afraid of the loneliness of the night. Later, I still had the leisure to lie on the rocks and recite poems. These seem to be very different from you before."

Bao Zheng clapped his hands, and showed a look of relief on his face, and said to Xian'er: "Xian'er, you observed it very carefully. In fact, I not only have these external differences, but even my mind is different from before. Because I have lost my memory!"

Bao Zheng said, while taking out the character notes that Bao Yi wrote for him from his arms and handed them to Xian'er.

Bao Zheng sighed: "Now not only do I lose my memory, but I don't even recognize the people around me. I asked Bao Yi to write down everyone I once knew. The first name Bao Yi wrote was you. When I saw this name, my understanding of you was limited to the three words Dong Xianxian. Can you understand what I mean?"

Xian'er kept looking through the notes in her hand. After a moment, her face turned pale, her eyes were sad, and she said in panic: "Bao Lang, do you really don't remember me at all? Do you don't remember these things that I had with you once had?"

Bao Zheng sighed: "Xian'er, you need to treat these things calmly. Bao Zheng in front of you can be said to be no longer Bao Zheng from the past. I am me, Bao Zheng in your memory is no longer there!"

Tears shone in Xian'er's eyes. After a while, Xian'er looked up and said, "Bao Lang, I won't let you forget me so easily. Yu Xi can accept the newborn you, and I can also awaken you who have passed you."

Bao Zheng looked at Xian'er with a gentle expression and a firm expression, and couldn't help but smile a bitter smile appeared on his face. This little girl is really serious. Could it be that an old-fashioned Bao Zheng really has such great charm?

Suddenly, a sharp roar brushed through the silence, breaking the tenderness of this moment. Xian'er suddenly felt alert at this moment and stretched out her slender hand to pull Bao Zheng aside. A long three-foot green edge had already whizzed past where Bao Zheng was standing just now. Xian'er stretched out her hand and the long sword had already been cleverly buckled in her hand. The long sword pulled out brilliant sword flowers from Xian'er's hand, and there were jingling sounds, and the ground was covered with hidden arrows hit by the long sword.

A long roar came out from the night sky: "Bao Zheng, today is your death, come with your life!" (ps Good night! See you tomorrow)


Chapter completed!