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The unfamiliar eyes made Niao Niao's heart skip a beat. Why does his look look like it's the first time we meet?

"Do you know me?" Di Fei asked eagerly.

[He couldn’t have been poisoned, right? 】

The voice ringing in his ears felt vaguely familiar, but he couldn't think of anything in his mind, only a large blank.

【what to do? I really want to say that I am your mother! No, no, control! Niao Niao, you can't take advantage of him like this. 】

Niao shook his head, shaking out the messy thoughts in his head.

"Don't you remember us?" Fang Duobing and Li Lianhua looked at each other and said in unison.

Di Feisheng's expression was not good, and she reached out to pick up his wrist and pumped internal energy into his body.

With the blessing of inner strength, his face gradually turned rosy.

"Niao Niao?" He opened his palm, and it read - Looking for Niao Niao.

"You have been through a ghost gate and you don't even remember yourself? You are the ghost husband I fished out of the river and gave that stinky bitch an inch of red to marry in the dark." Liu Rujing stood aside and stared at Di Fei fiercely. Voice.

He didn't care about Niao Niao, but Di Feisheng was wearing wedding clothes! She looked around him curiously.

[Don’t say it yet, really don’t say it. The leader of Di Da League is dressed in red, which doesn't match the beauty of Jiao Da. 】

"Shut up if you don't want to die." Niao Niao stopped Di Fei from making a move and gave Liu Rujing a warning look.

Li Lianhua and Fang Duobing were left behind, holding Di Feisheng back to Lianhua Tower.

[Did you damage your brain? Why did you lose your memory? I don’t know how the investigation he was asked to investigate went. 】

As soon as I helped him reach the Lotus Tower, he fainted. Niao squatted beside the bed, holding his chin with his hands, tilting his head and looking at the flute on the bed.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, he stood up. Because she squatted for too long, her head felt dizzy, and the numbness under her feet made her almost unable to feel the existence of her feet.

The cotton-like touch hit her, and her body straightened up and fell forward uncontrollably. Li Lianhua stepped forward and hugged Niao Niao who was about to fall.

"Sit down and take it easy." He helped Niao Niao to the edge of the bed, bent down and gently rubbed her numb legs.

Fang Duobing casually threw Di Feisheng's knife on the table and said dissatisfied: "You'd better give me an explanation! One thousand taels of silver! Just to redeem this big devil!"

【One thousand taels! Why didn't he grab it? Is Di Feisheng worth a thousand taels? Sooner or later I will get my money back! I don’t know if he is still recruiting people. Is this business so profitable? 】

Seeing that she had calmed down, Li Lianhua sat across from Niao Niao. He could see that although Niao Niao was complaining in her heart, she regarded Di Feisheng as a friend. He must help her with this favor.

"He hit a lot of Wuxin locusts."

"Wuxin Huai is not famous for dispersing gong incense, how come he still has internal strength?" Fang Duobing was a little confused.

"You see, he first pierced his Laogong acupoint to let out the real energy to prevent Wuxinhuai from entering his internal organs, and then used internal energy to reverse the meridians. He forced Wuxinhuai into the Baihui acupoint behind his head, and then You will lose your memory."

"Will he become a fool?" Niao Niao asked curiously after listening to Li Lianhua's explanation.

Her focus was too strange, and Fang Duobing also looked at Li Lianhua curiously.

Regarding such a mentally retarded question, Li Lianhua twitched her lips and explained seriously: "It's just amnesia, my IQ will not change."

[This is not how it is played in the storybook. Whenever the male protagonist loses his memory, he must be stupid and then form a deep friendship with the female protagonist. 】

Fang Duobing had not read the script, but from what Niao Niao said, those words were just exaggerations. If there is anything interesting to see, it seems that every time she has free time, she likes to pick it up and look at it.

"Even so, it's not the reason for us to save him! A big devil like him should be imprisoned in the 188th Prison of Baichuan Yuan!" Fang Duobing said indignantly.

Li Lianhua pondered. "Back then, senior brother also had half a branch of Wuxinhuai. Now that he has also been poisoned, it can be seen that he was not the one who harmed senior brother."

[I still feel that this Shan Gudao is like the big boss behind the scenes. But now Di Feisheng still has amnesia, even if I tell them, they won't believe it! 】

In fact, even if she didn't say anything, Li Lianhua noticed something was wrong. The people behind the scenes provoked a fight between the Golden Yuan League and the Sigu Clan. The battle in the East China Sea that year must have been planned by the Golden Yuan League and outsiders. But to say that the person behind the scenes is his most beloved senior brother, he would never believe it.

The sound of Di Fei in his sleep seemed to be that he had dreamed of something bad. His whole body was tense and his forehead was covered with sweat.

Suddenly waking up, he took the spoon on the table and quickly placed it on Li Lianhua's neck.

Niao Niao, who came in with the medicine, saw it and hurriedly put the medicine on the table. He snatched the murder weapon from his hand.

"Why are you so irritable when you wake up! How can you drink the medicine if the spoon is broken!" Niao Niao picked up the medicine, took a spoonful of it, put it to his mouth, blew on it, and raised his hand to feed him.

Li Lianhua took the medicine bowl in her hand, looked at the sky and said, "I'll just feed you."

"That's okay. You two, please don't fight!" He arranged something and turned back upstairs uneasily.

Outside the window, Fang Duobing shouted upstairs: "Niao Niao, come down and eat!"

Walking downstairs, the three of them had formed a circle. The food on the table was very rich, including the ruddy braised pork. Niao Niao patted Fang Duoying's shoulder and nodded appreciatively.

Fang Duobing raised his eyebrows at Li Lianhua proudly. Li Lianhua picked up the wine glass, covered her face, and said casually, "Fang Duobing, where did you get the money?"

"Just...in the clay pot next to the pot! You're not..."

"That's a small amount of pocket money, but you actually..." Li Lianhua interrupted Fang Duobing's words and deliberately left half of his words.

Fang Duobing's eyes widened in disbelief. It was obviously you who asked me to take it! Feeling a killing intent, he shrank his neck in fear.

He quickly took out a wad of bills from his arms and handed them to Niao Niao with both hands bent.

Niao took back the hand that was halfway raised and smiled instantly.

[This guy has a future. 】

The sound of the flying flute was silently recorded in my heart, curling up, loving money, obsessed with money.

Halfway through the meal, Di Feisheng and Fang Duobing started fighting over a chicken leg. Niao hugged the vixen's neck, held his own bowl, and carefully exited the battle.

[Even if they have amnesia, these two people still dislike each other. 】

Seeing that the table was about to collapse, Li Lianhua couldn't bear it and said, "If you don't want to eat, leave." The two men each snorted in dissatisfaction and turned their heads at the same time.

The next day, the four returned to Liu Rujing's haunted house. Liu Rujing's attitude suddenly improved when he learned that Fang Duobing was Li Xiangyi's apprentice and Shan Gudao's son.

Fang Duobing and Li Lianhua listened carefully to what he said about the previous events, half leaning against the pillar with the sound of flutes flying, and they didn't care about it.

"Ah Fei, it cost me a thousand taels of silver to redeem you last night! How about we go get it back?" Niao came closer to Di Feisheng, his eyes full of calculations.

Her eyes were full of desire for money, and Di Fei nodded with interest. He wanted to see how Niao Niao was going to steal other people's money.

He twitched his nose, trying to smell the location of the silver. Suddenly, news about Nan Yin came to my ears. I closed my eyes and listened for a while.

Smelling the hiding place of Yinzi, he opened his eyes. "Found it." Pulling the knife behind Di Feisheng, the two of them quietly distanced themselves from the three people next to them.

He took out a dark red box from under the floor, carefully greeted Di Fei and bent down. He took out the knife from his back and split the lock on it.

"What are you doing?" Fang Duobing heard that his father might have been killed by the Golden Yuan Alliance. He turned around and wanted to glare at Di Feisheng, only to realize that the two of them were no longer where they were.