Days and nights of the Raiders of Peerless Beauty

Huang Liang seemed to be in shock like a dream, the man of the foreign race was obviously startled first, and sat up straight.

Looking at it again, the surrounding curtains are overlapping, and the utensils are newly bright, but none of them are familiar.

This is where?

Weng Ming was so empty in his mind that he subconsciously checked what he was wearing.

Simply, the clothes were neat and unscathed, only the right palm was strange, and it was wrapped in a fine white silk with fish patterns, which was carefully bandaged.

But why, can't think of anything? !

For example, how did he get here, and how did he lie down on the bed.

For example, who is he himself?

Turning over to the ground, the only sound in the room was his overly tense breathing.

The light brown eyes suddenly shrank, and three pages of thin paper were lying quietly on the mahogany table, and the koi paperweight stabilized the pressure.

The first page read: Your name is Qi Jiu.

The second page is a picture, which describes in detail the principle of the hairpin knife exchange of the sphenoid wing knife, and a simple diagram of how to operate it.

Turning to the third page, it was impressive: eat oranges obediently, don't run around.

Qi Jiu patted her head, there was a long hairpin as thick as a little finger coiled between her hair, and she shook her hands gently according to the instructions in the picture.

The thin hairpin immediately spread its butterfly feathers, revealing a cold edge.

It was too late to be amazed, and there seemed to be a figure staggering in front of the door, as swift as a chilling cicada startling a leaf.

who is it? !

Qi Jiu casually put in three pages of yellow paper, opened the door and saw a dark figure standing in front of her eyes, covering half of the sun.

It turned out to be a tall and strong puppet man, with colorful clothes on his body and swaying branches and hair, except for a faceless one, like a mummy smeared with white paste.

Qi Jiu lost her voice in her heart: What the hell? !Half of the soul is almost frightened.

"Come on someone, help!!"

Someone directly yelled out for him first, and the tune of crying ghosts and howling wolves trembled eighteen times, floating far away from behind the wooden man.

I am ignorant and need help.

Qi Jiu frowned, and layers of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Without waiting for his reaction, the wooden man stretched out his wooden hand and grabbed his collar tightly.

Qi Jiu instinctively pulled out the winged knife, pushed aside the other party's restraints, slid and jumped past the wooden man.

Only then did I see that there were hundreds of baskets of oranges in the chai garden, which were fragrant and fragrant.

That piece of yellow paper clearly said, tell him to eat oranges, don't run around!

There are so many oranges that I can't finish them until I die.

Qi Jiu was probably a little hesitant, but when he thought of the eerie wooden man, he was still standing there and staring at his back, as if he would fight back at any moment.

Turn around the stone path, go out of Chaimen, and send off flowers along the road.

Will never take a second look!

Waiting for someone to stumble and run for a while, and then looking back, the wooden man and the firewood garden were slowly swallowed by the verdant trees and disappeared.

Qi Jiu didn't dare to stop, and the more he ran, the more panic he felt. Intermittent begging voices from a distance dragged him to keep searching.

The green faded to yellow, and the place where the eyes could see was no longer shaded by trees, and the rocks gradually appeared, like stacked stone ladders, holding him down the mountain steadily.

The voice of calling for help also stopped abruptly.

The surroundings fell into a kind of eerie silence, only the low neighing of crows.

The veins in Qi Jiu's hand holding the knife were bulging, and his eyes scanned every gap where people might come through, stone streams, bushes, but in the shadows where there is no light, you must be careful.

"Ouch!" The disappearing voice sounded again, "Is there anyone willing to come and save me!"

Hearing this sounded like thunder, Qi Jiu seemed to have grasped at a life-saving straw, and hurriedly responded, "Where are you? I'll save you!"

The other party seemed impatient, and said hoarsely, "I'm here! Li! Li!"

There are clusters of rocks and craggy piles forming a slope, like a natural slope cut by a giant axe. The big trees seem to have been hit by a thunderstorm, and they are all scorched black, emitting wisps of blue smoke.

The two echoed each other, and finally met under the slope.

In the stone pile, a muddy head swayed between the cracks.

Qi Jiu hurried forward to remove the fallen gravel from the man.

It took only a cup of tea to dig people out of the dangerous gravel.

The man's upper body had just escaped from danger, and with both palms exerting enough internal strength, he slapped left and right, and the stones pressing on the back half of his body were instantly shattered.

While rolling and crawling, he grabbed Qi Jiu's arm and dragged him to a distance.

There was a bang, and in the blink of an eye, the original hillside was filled with dust and caved in.

The man looked back in shock, and then patted Qi Jiu's shoulder with a smile, "Young man, thanks to you for saving my old life today!"

Qi Jiu saw that his face was covered with dust, and even his nostrils were sprayed with dust, but when he smiled, the two rows of big white teeth were clean and neat, very beautiful.

The man said again, "Speaking of which, the old man also suffered from bad luck. Last night when he was walking at night, he was hit by a thunderbolt and hit the top of his head. He thought he should go to see the King of Hades when he closed his eyes, but when he opened his eyes, he was crushed under the rocks."

"Damn it, I almost thought that I became the reincarnated Monkey King, and I have to hold it for more than 500 years!"

Qi Jiu stared curiously at his mouthful of white teeth, which moved up and down, opening and closing, facing the high rising sun, casting a radiant brilliance on his gray face.

The man finally realized that he was talking too much, luckily he had phlegm in his throat, and said in a clear voice, "Old man Xie Dunyun, dare to ask my little brother, who is his last name? If the old man wants to repay a favor, he must first know the benefactor's name." .”

Qi Jiu was outspoken and reported his name.

Xie Dunyun quickly thanked him, and continued to ask, "Is this mountain top famous?"

Uh……

Qi Jiu shook his head.

"Then where does this land belong?"

Qi Jiu shook his head even more confused.

Strange thing, this young man is not a fool who only knows his own name, is he?

Xie Dunyun carefully sized him up, thinking that he could be regarded as an old man who had seen countless people in the world, and he had never seen such a handsome young man in all corners of the world.

He was in his early twenties, with a full forehead and straight nose, deep eyebrows and eyes, and light brown star eyes, like a black golden rabbit cup filled with two-thirds of clear tea soup. complement each other.

The curly hair seems to be half-pulled, leaving only a few strands braided into thin braids, like half of the foreign blood.

Xie Dunyun suddenly felt sad, even when the young master of Baijiabao was still alive, he was in full bloom, and it was hard for him to be as affectionate as this son's facial features.

He likes to guess other people's identities through observation, so he can't help but try again, "This old man is all dirty now, it's really not suitable to meet people, I wonder if I can go to my little brother's house to wash up?"

Qi Jiu was surprised, "How does Big Brother know that I live nearby?"

He quickly waved his hands and said, "No, no, I dare not go back, there is a faceless wooden man guarding the courtyard, I don't want to go back."

Xie Dunyun was surprised, "My little brother, who is an imposing six-foot man, can be frightened out of his wits by a wooden figure. On the contrary, Xie is even more surprised."

"Actually..." Qi Jiu pinched the nails on his fingers, "I lost my memory, I don't even know if that house is my home or not."

Knowing the other party's difficulties, Xie Dunyun immediately laughed out loud, showing his white teeth even more.

"Let's go, let's go and have a look first. It doesn't matter if you lose your memory. The old man likes to help people get their memories back."

As he said that, he patted Qi Jiu's shoulder, Qi Jiu thought that someone would be brave, and stretched out his right hand to point to the direction he came from.

"The house is high up in the bushes, we..."

This finger is not good.

The author has something to say: it is not a rebirth article, it is not a rebirth article, it is a brain hole article.

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Thank you Mengxin.mwah.