After returning to Tianjimen, Su Qingchen started to get busy again.

With the name of the peak master, there are many things that Su Qingchen can't shirk.

In the past six months, Su Qingchen has been using the excuse of looking for Zhou Lang for half a year.Now that things are back, naturally he can no longer continue to enjoy himself, and he needs to worry about things one after another, the first thing that bears the brunt is the matter of accepting apprentices.

Mo Yue is because the protagonist's aura is too big. On the day of the mountain gate trial, the top three disciples actually retained the right to choose a teacher, and voluntarily relegated to the outer sect disciple for the time being. They planned to wait until Su Qingchen was willing to accept disciples before paying homage. Enter the inner door.

At that time, whoever catches Su Qingchen's eyes, the other two will have the opportunity to worship under the sect of other peak masters.

In addition to being one in a thousand talents, these three people also seem to worship Su Qingchen very much.

On the second day when they heard that Su Qingchen had returned to the Tianji Gate, they brought their prepared apprentice ceremony and knocked on the gate of the courtyard.

After Su Qingchen welcomed the three of them in, without asking the three of them about their talent and cultivation, he turned around and said to Zhou Lang who was beside him: "Which one does Xiao Lang like?"

The 'truth' given by Su Qingchen had a great impact on Zhou Lang, and he has not been in a good state these few days.

Hearing this, he couldn't react for a while, and gave Su Qingchen a blank look.

"Aren't you the apprentice? Ask me what to do?"

Su Qingchen's reason was justified, he said: "Even my apprentice, in the future, I will have frequent contact with you, get your attention, and you will feel more comfortable when getting along with him in the future."

Su Qingchen's words are not without reason.

After accepting apprentices, that disciple will move into the peak where Su Qingchen is, and he will not see him every day when he looks up.If Zhou Lang doesn't like someone, it will only make people feel bad if he accepts them.

Zhou Lang naturally understood this truth, but...

The fate of the three of them was easily decided based on his preferences. Was it because he was afraid that his reputation as a vixen was not loud enough?

Casting a reproachful glance at Su Qingchen, Zhou Lang lowered his gaze to the three children standing in the lobby with their heads bowed.

Every child looked at Zhou Lang expectantly, all they had to do was write the words "Choose me" on their faces.

"I see that they are all good, don't worry about my wishes."

Zhou Lang said lightly, "If you really have no idea, why don't you ask them to hold a group arena, and the one who wins will be your apprentice. It's fair to be impartial."

Without thinking about it, Su Qingchen agreed to Zhou Lang's proposal.

The three disciples obviously breathed a sigh of relief, thanked them and left one after another.

After the people left, Zhou Lang said impatiently: "You called me to the lobby today just to ask about my apprenticeship?"

That day Su Qingchen brought him to Zhou's cemetery, and after hearing that he was the murderer who slaughtered all of Zhou's family, Zhou Lang really couldn't accept it.

The truth was too different from what he had imagined, and Zhou Lang had no idea at all.

But when he continued to ask, Su Qingchen stopped talking.

For several days in a row, Zhou Lang was preoccupied with this matter, and he didn't think about eating or drinking every day.

Before being called to the lobby by Su Qingchen today, Zhou Lang thought he had finally decided to open his mouth, but he didn't know that it was for the sake of accepting apprentices, which almost made Zhou Lang, who was already hovering on the edge of anger, explode directly.

Su Qingchen seemed unable to hear the hostility in Zhou Lang's tone, and said with a smile: "Otherwise, what does Xiao Lang think will happen?"

Zhou Lang couldn't stand his relaxed attitude, and paced back and forth in the room.

The pace is fast and fast, just like his impatience at the moment.

I don't know how many times he walked back and forth, Zhou Lang finally stopped in front of Su Qingchen, half looked at his waist, and looked down at Su Qingchen who was sitting on the upper seat.

He opened his mouth and gritted his teeth: "Su, Qing, Chen!"

With a calm expression, Su Qingchen asked, "What's the matter?"

Zhou Lang was so annoyed by his attitude, he pressed his shoulders hard, and said angrily: "It's fun to play tricks, isn't it? It's fun to stop halfway, right? Tell me everything you know!"

However, Su Qingchen shook his head.

"Xiao Lang." Su Qingchen spoke calmly, "It's not that I don't want to tell you."

He caressed Zhou Lang's eyebrows, "That's all I can say. If possible, I hope you can think of it yourself."

In fact, on the day when the Zhou family was destroyed, Su Qingchen was locked in the secret room, and when he saw the light of day, he saw Zhou Lang holding his sword standing in a pool of blood, with piles of bones under his feet.

Su Qingchen narrowed her eyebrows and eyes, with some tenderness in it: "I had a promise first, no more, I can't say a word."

While talking, he vaguely remembered the day when the Zhou family was destroyed. Zhou Lang, who was covered in blood, looked back at him, and said with a smile, "What are you looking at? If you look at it again, I will dig out your eyeballs, you little brat!"

After the words fell, he raised his arm, and another head fell to the ground.

Not long after, everyone died under Zhou Lang's sword, and the sound of screaming and fear disappeared.

Zhou Lang, who was smaller than Su Qingchen, quietly wiped off the blood on his face, his white clothes were dyed blood red, and he said casually: "Little boy, for the sake of saving you, you promise me something thing."

He tilted his head, looked at Su Qingchen, and said: "Take it as if you can't see anything about what happened tonight, and go live your happy life!"

After all, he gave Su Qingchen a gag order.

Withdrawing from the memory, Su Qingchen pursed her lips and said, "If possible, I hope you can remember it yourself."

"But I can't remember!" Zhou Lang slapped Su Qingchen's hand away vigorously, shouting without thinking.

There was a bit of crying in the tone, "I can't remember anything! I don't know anything!"

"I used to have dreams with unclear meanings. I dreamed that I was hiding in a dark room and watched the Zhou family members fall one by one. I wanted to go out and stop it, but I didn't dare. I didn't even make a sound. I dare not send it out. For so many years, I have always regarded the person in the dream as an enemy, but you told me that that person is me?"

Zhou Lang took a few steps back, with 'do not believe' written all over his body.

"How could it be me? How could it be me?!" Zhou Lang kept repeating, "How could it be me??"

"Even if the Zhou family is destroyed, the rumors about the Zhou family have not disappeared. Everyone knows that the Zhou family has a 'Zhou Lang', and everyone knows that the 'Zhou Lang' of the Zhou family is a genius. Completely ruined, I don’t know what kind of amazing person I will grow up to be. How can I be a puppet like this?”

However, after Zhou Lang had said so much, Su Qingchen remained silent.

Zhou Lang's heart became even more manic, and he pressed Su Qingchen's shoulder with a hysterical expression: "Speak up! You must be lying, right? How could I kill someone? Even if I don't remember clearly, but in my impression, the Zhou family should Treat me very well, how can I be a heinous murderer? If I am really that villain, why did the ancestor pass on my skills? Why did he protect me even if he died? Since I ruined Zhou Changsheng's reincarnation, the ancestor should You are right to hate me, why do you want to hand over all the secret treasures of the Zhou family to me? If I really hate the Zhou family, why do I have to dig graves and erect monuments for them one by one? Isn’t this completely contradictory to what you said? Since you If you know the truth, why don’t you tell me directly? You say you love me, but your love is to watch me doubt myself in the indiscernibility between truth and falsehood, and refuse to tell me the truth? If that’s the case, I’d rather not your love.

"Little Lang!"

Su Qingchen spoke suddenly, his tone was light, but Zhou Lang immediately calmed down.

Zhou Lang was stunned for a moment, then suddenly laughed at himself.

The irritable mood just now was gone, only the slumped face remained.

"Sorry, I was so excited."

He rubbed his eyebrows, and said tiredly: "I shouldn't doubt you, I just... I don't know what's going on these days, and I can't calm down when I think of those things that I have forgotten."

At this time, there was a sigh in his ear, and when Zhou Lang realized it, he was already embraced by Su Qingchen.

"Xiao Lang, stop thinking about it, okay? Is the truth so important?"

Su Qingchen hugged Zhou Lang tightly, "Isn't it good for him to let the past go? The future is long, so why worry about the past?"

Zhou Lang pursed his lips and said after a long time: "Su Qingchen, I can't do it."

Let him pass if he can't do it, and don't worry about the past if he can't.

Pushing Su Qingchen away, Zhou Lang took a step back and his expression returned to calm.

"Sorry, I shouldn't have forced you."

After saying this, Zhou Lang turned around and left.

Su Qingchen just took a step and wanted to catch up, but Zhou Lang stopped and said without looking back, "Sorry, I want to be alone for a while."

Su Qingchen clenched his fist, but he still took back his step, "Where are you going?"

"The Zhou family cemetery."

He stepped away, "I can't calm down, maybe I will think of something when I stay there."

Su Qingchen didn't stop her, and said, "I'll be waiting for you to come back here."

Zhou Lang didn't answer, and was about to leave, Su Qingchen said behind him: "Xiao Lang, do you know when I put you in my heart?"

Zhou Lang shook his head: "I can't remember anything, how can I remember your question?"

Su Qingchen smiled, full of nostalgia: "But I remember."

Zhou Lang was silent for a moment, then asked, "When did it happen?"

"When you first smiled at me."

Zhou Lang couldn't remember when he first smiled at Su Qingchen, and he didn't know how to answer.

And Su Qingchen didn't even think about asking Zhou Lang to answer, and continued: "Xiao Lang, over the years, have you ever wondered why you don't have a memory of Zhou's family? Even if the memory is gone, the feelings may not disappear. , why have you never felt sad about it? Have you ever thought about why you have never seen an enemy come to your door once in the past ten years. Have you ever thought that the person who really blocked your memory is not me, but yourself."

Zhou Lang was silent for a long time, and Yu Jian finally left.

After arriving at the Zhou family cemetery, Zhou Lang looked at the piles of wordless tombstones at his feet with an indifferent expression.

Su Qingchen was right about one thing, he really didn't have the slightest nostalgia for everyone in the Zhou family.

In the past, he only thought it was because he lost his memory, but according to Su Qingchen, the Zhou family didn't seem to treat him as well as he thought.

At the moment, only Su Qingchen's last sentence remained in Zhou Lang's mind - the person who really blocks your memory is not me, but yourself.

"Have I blocked my memory myself?" Zhou Lang stood above the Zhou family's cemetery and murmured.

"If that's the case, it's easy."

Zhou Lang is not stupid, on the contrary, most of the time he is extremely smart.

Therefore, he understood the meaning of Su Qingchen's words without much effort.

Frowning, Zhou Lang Yujian returned to Tianjimen.

The first thing after landing was to call out Sang Hua.

"I need you to do me a favor."

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