The heroine forced me to fall in love with money (fast time travel)

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What's the matter, it shouldn't be.

Lan Sirou froze for a moment, closed her eyes and sensed the surrounding atmosphere, but she didn't feel the slightest bit of murderous aura from it.

It seemed that they were simply dereliction of duty, not in any danger.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Zhinan's voice came softly from behind.

"It's okay." Lan Sirou shook her head and said, then squeezed her hand tightly, and said softly, "Let's go in."

"Okay." Jiang Zhinan responded, and gradually went deeper into the library under her leadership.

The Qingguang Sect has been established for a hundred years. The scene in the Zangshu Pavilion is very spectacular. There are countless bookshelves, all of which are records of various things that have happened over the years.

"The records from three years ago should be in the middle." Lan Sirou walked forward while talking, and finally stood still in front of a bookshelf, and stood on tiptoe to observe for a while.

After a while, he reached out and took out a book from it.

"Yanyan, check here to see if there is anything you're looking for." She said this, and gently handed the book to Jiang Zhinan's hand.

Jiang Zhinan nodded in response, and carefully opened the pages of the book, trying to find useful information from it.

Until she saw a record about that family and a few lifelike illustrations.

The place where the family lives is called Longqing. It is surrounded by mountains and rivers, with beautiful scenery. Because of the blessing of the saint, the grain is abundant all year round, and they are happy and healthy.

The people of the clan have very high beliefs, and they would go up to the mountain to offer sacrifices on the first day of the new year. If a person of high esteem in the clan died, they would all... be buried on the mountain.

Such a description is somewhat similar to the scene in Jiang Zhinan's dream, but the painting next to this record is even more similar. It is surrounded by bamboo forests, there are steles in the forest, and hundreds of people stand in the forest and close their eyes to worship. pray.

It was clearly the scene in her dream.

The moment Jiang Zhinan realized this, he sucked in a breath of cold air.

"What's the matter?" Realizing her emotional change, Lan Sirou hurriedly asked with concern.

"I..." Jiang Zhinan pointed to the words on the book, then pointed to himself after a while, and said softly, "Sirou, do you still remember the dream I mentioned?"

"Remember." Lan Sirou nodded in response.

"The scene that appeared in my dream is just like the one shown in the painting." Jiang Zhinan said, his voice sounded a little hoarse, "Actually, I never said that I once lost the memory of three years ago, and now I only I can remember some scenes when I came to the sect, but I don’t remember the rest.”

"Now that I think about it, maybe... I am a member of this family."

As soon as these words came out, Lan Sirou was really taken aback.

"So." She paused, and began to organize her words in her heart, "Yanyan, you may be a survivor in this family, because you have witnessed too many deaths and suffered a great blow, so you will Amnesia?"

"En." Jiang Zhinan nodded in response, subconsciously clenched his hands.

"That's true." Lan Sirou tapped the bookshelf slowly with her fingers, "If it's true, it can also explain why you fainted with a headache when you saw the scenes shown by the elder."

"Yanyan." After realizing this, Lan Sirou turned his head and looked over, his voice sounded very firm, obviously after careful consideration, "Isn't it uncomfortable to forget the past?"

"In this case, let's go and find your memory together." She said with incomparable sincerity, "In this way, maybe you can get rid of those nightmares, and you won't have any regrets."

"What do you think?" Lan Sirou stopped at this point, waiting patiently for Jiang Zhinan's answer.

In fact, Jiang Zhinan was very afraid of the past. If she were to look for it, it would mean that she would have to accept those bloody and painful memories.

But just as Lan Sirou said, this might not be a kind of relief, knowing everything clearly is better than being kept in the dark and enduring those inexplicable fears forever.

Nothing to be afraid of, someone is always by your side.

Thinking of this, Jiang Zhinan finally nodded and said yes softly.

"En." Lan Sirou responded, then lowered her head and kissed her on the face, with comfort and pampering.

"Go back and rest." Then she said, "When Yanyan's health improves some other day, we will set off for this place."

"Okay." Jiang Zhinan responded, and after a while, he also leaned forward and kissed the corner of her lips.

……

The two of them didn't stay in Zangshu Pavilion for a long time, and they left in less than half an hour.

The huge Buddhist scripture pavilion returned to silence again, the candlelight on the wall flickered, quiet and eerie.

I don't know how long it has passed.

I don't know who is here again.

The man's footsteps were light, almost inaudible.

He appeared from the darkness, stepped on such gentle steps, stopped in front of the bookshelf, and stood where Jiang Zhinan had just stood.

Then she stretched out her hand like she did, and took out the book from the bookshelf.

Open, close.

And... the corners of his mouth gradually curled up.

Chapter 71

Lan Rang was very concerned about Jiang Zhinan's physical condition.

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