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I was gouged out by that skinny man.

It should not have been buried for too long. Although suffocation in the snow is better than drowning, it is not much better.

My eyes, nose and ears were covered with snow, and I was in a trance.

It wasn't a big avalanche, so it wasn't buried very deep.As soon as I showed my head, I heard Qin Wen yelling.

"lake!"

I was taken aback, because talking loudly here might cause a second avalanche.But obviously he was so excited that he completely forgot about it.

There are still hilly snow mounds in that direction, and behind a sharp ridge, a piece of blue can be seen.

It was at most the corner of a lake, and I couldn't confirm it was a lake at first glance.

Qin Wen was almost crazy. He pointed in that direction and kept expressing his intention to go there.

"We broke that woman's limbs, blinded her eyes and sent her over there..."

Zhou Jianhang slowly approached him.

I saw the glint of the blade in his glove.

Qin Wen turned his head abruptly, and the two of them almost fought face to face again.

"What are you doing?!" Qin Wen was startled and furious, "You want to take it all to yourself? Where the fuck is it? Give it to me!"

The thin man looked at them and said with a Tibetan accent: "Boss Zhou negotiated with me again a few days ago, I'm sorry, Boss Qin."

Zhou Jianhang sneered, and the tip of the knife gradually approached.

"You want to take it all by yourself? How many of us are left now? You tricked us here to feed the monsters in the snow! You've been crazy for a long time... I've seen it long ago..."

"No! It's not me! There is really gold, it's really not... Hurry up and save me! The commission is negotiable! And don't be complacent about that woman, she will kill you too!"

It's none of my business, I'm sitting on the side innocently.

"You are a liar," Zhou Jianhang interrupted him directly, "I know you too well. We killed those people in the past together, and none of us can escape."

Qin Wen's physical strength is obviously not as good as Zhou Jianhang's, and he will soon be unable to support himself.

"...You, you," he opened his mouth wide as if lacking oxygen, "I don't want gold, I just want that woman, and all the gold belongs to you. Don't..."

"Hahaha... a woman? Do you need to go through me if you want to find a woman? You think I don't know, you come back to find me after so many years, don't you just want me to die?"

The more Zhou Jianhang talked, the more excited he became.

"Back then I shared half of the contents of the bucket with you," Zhou Jianhang gritted his molars, "but you fired that shot on purpose so that I, standing in front, could block the explosion for you. You think I don't know you Was it on purpose?! I didn’t succeed in killing Lao Liao, didn’t you make up for it? Don’t pretend, the gods and Buddhas in the sky can’t save us!”

Whoa, the astonishing melon.

Zhou Jianhang is the Tu Fuzi who killed his companion in that story, and Qin Wen is the Mr. Yin-Yang who posted the talisman.

However, after the explosion, it was Zhou Jianhang who was really injured.

"I didn't do it on purpose... No, no, I can make it up to you," Qin Wen begged, "Didn't we agree? You bring that woman and everything else is yours! I really didn't lie to you, they just So, they want me to find her."

Zhou Jianhang sneered, "They? Which one?"

"They..." Qin Wen's expression froze for a moment, "Kangbaluo... and, Sun Keri... Wang..."

I squinted my eyes, and thought to myself, did I really split under the double mental oppression?I don't know what methods these people who came to me used to control Qin Wen.

Sun Keri's snake-human parasites are also looking for me, probably because they were forced to jump over the wall by Wu Xie.

"A dead person looking for her?" Zhou Jianhang sneered and raised the crossbow in his hand.

Qin Wen almost cried, "I don't know... There is a secret here, they sacrifice a woman every year. I was saved by them before, if I come to sacrifice, I can also master that secret! We can share..."

"You know," Zhou Jianhang sighed, "I'm not interested in secrets."

"I'm here for the money," he said.

Without wasting another second, he pierced Qin Wen's head with an arrow.

Zhou Jianhang turned around slowly, I realized that I should run, but my body didn't have enough strength to move at all.

"Wait..." I looked at the terrain of the avalanche. Things under the snow may not be able to find me in such a short time, so I raised my hands, "I, I won't talk too much."

He smiled, "The explosion took away my memory."

Zhou Jianhang slowly parted his back, revealing a scar, "I was very lucky and was cured in the hospital. But he shouldn't be unscathed, he shouldn't have such luck."

"I don't care about his experience here, and I don't care what kind of monster is in the snow." Zhou Jianhang looked at the lake, "But, Jin Qiu, I will go and have a look."

I swallowed.

So he killed everyone in that incident back then.For inexplicable revenge.

And he didn't even know the core of the matter.

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"I can't go on the rest of the way, I can go back," said the thin man. "You know the route, right?"

Zhou Jianhang took a deep breath of the cold air, and slowly smiled, "Walking towards the lake, you will see many balls."

I know that he misunderstood the meaning of that sentence.That question was for me.

Zhou Jianhang glanced at me who was slumped on the ground, smiled helplessly and sighed, "As for you... it's too hard for you to walk back."

I looked at the dots of cold stars on the tip of the arrow, "Aren't you going to sacrifice me?"

He was silent for a while, "It's not necessary. I think, if God really exists, he probably wouldn't want to hear you tell Him what I did."

He beckoned to the thin man, "Come here, do it."

The man hesitated.

Zhou Jianhang raised the crossbow in his hand and smiled, "Come, add money."

The man came over and silently took the knife from Zhou Jianhang's hand.

Zhou Jianhang approached him, and I saw that he was facing the thin man's back all the time.

I say I don’t believe in God, but I’m still afraid in my heart, I thought.

I am afraid that there will be retribution in the world, so I can't keep a single one alive.

I looked into the eyes of the thin and small man, and heard Zhou Jianhang ask: "Have you done it before? It's okay if you haven't done it. The first time is familiar and the second time is familiar."

The man stared at the knife in his hand, fell silent for a moment, then smiled, "I did."

Listening to the man's words, Zhou Jianhang suddenly felt a little strange, the accent of the man seemed to be no longer so strong.

"Although I know it might not be trust, it's just because I'm not afraid of losing the bet," the man smiled, "but it's still nice to see you again, Amo."

He turned around and sliced ​​Zhou Jianhang's ass with the knife, the tip of the knife burst.

However, during the movement of turning around, another knife slipped out from the cuff, stabbed into Zhou Jianhang's abdomen, and then pulled out with a bloody glow.

His movements were very fast, as if he had practiced countless times.

Zhou Jianhang wasn't unguarded, but the man's attack angle was very tricky. If he wasn't extremely experienced, he must have received special training.

This knife was very deep, and it accurately wounded the internal organs, bleeding profusely.

"By the way," the man kicked the knife away, throwing away the bloody knife, revealing the red beans on his wrist, "I'm called a purse."

Zhou Jianhang's facial expression was frozen with anger and bewilderment.He didn't understand why such a master appeared for no reason at the end.

"Also," the leather bag looked at me and suddenly smiled, "I made the wheel of life and death, and I also instilled in Qin Wen a fantasy before he went crazy."

"Amo, you don't need to feel guilty," the purse said and had already walked a few steps, "This kind of person has too much innocent blood on his hands."

"Bon Voyage."

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Zhou Jianhang fell to the ground, his limbs twitched, looking at me with a hideous and terrified expression.

I huddled in the snow, my posture was imposing, and I was still weak and pitiful.

"Who the hell are you?" he asked hoarsely.

I blinked and glanced at his bleeding wound.

"...Actually, I just wanted to use your resources to send me here."

Zhou Jianhang's eyes almost went black.

In the eyes of the other party, all my calculations are just a few words of "transportation".

"Since when..."

I stood up and patted the snow on my body, and put the knife away.

"Well, I lost my memory, I don't know. Maybe, years ago?"

How could it be possible for me to come here and die without knowing anything about it?

"So you don't have to be reconciled," I looked at him seriously, "because I have all the contingency plans, no matter whether you kill each other or plan to kill me, the result is the same for me."

Zhou Jianhang originally thought he was too careless, but was tricked by a little girl.

But looking into the other person's eyes now, he suddenly thought of the song that was playing in the car when he came here.

He found that the other person looked at him like a vulture looking at carrion, and the calm and rightful look in it made his hair stand on end.

This kind of person's plays are all performed where they should be performed. When they do it, they can snipe from 100 meters away-/explode your head and never come to you and talk nonsense.

She is not of this world, he thought, maybe she is not of this world at all.

Zhou Jianhang felt that the things in front of him began to blur.

The girl didn't come up to make up the knife, probably she didn't want to get her hands dirty.

Or she was just too lazy to stab him again.

He saw the other party get up, hummed softly, turned and walked into the continuous snow mountain.

A ray of singing floated over, taking away the last trace of his consciousness.

Atiao

Hypocritical people have thousands of laughs

when are you going down

Remember to bring the Zhuoma knife

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Atiao

love is a seed of sorrow

you are a tree

you will never dry

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Wangshan ran a dead horse, and it was getting dark when I walked to the lake.

A man in a Tibetan robe was waiting for me by the lake with a lamp on.

The second time I saw that little black, long, straight beauty, I realized that she didn't actually belong to any known faction.

She made that "naive" sign language to let me understand Zhou Jianhang's so-called reason why I had to go, which was actually planned long ago.

Three sentences were written on the wheel of life and death with a black light pen.It is because of these three sentences that I decided to come here.

The first sentence is: "Seven years ago, because you were worried about losing your memory, you set up a memory recovery method deep in the Medog Snow Mountain in Tibet."

The second sentence is: "Wu Xie's plan is deployed, he is in the snow mountain. He is still alive."

I am so thankful.Regardless of whether this is true or not, at least this girl speaks human language, and she speaks clearly without beating around the bush.

The third sentence is to tell me where the number of works in a certain art exhibition is, and I will receive a call.

I went to that art exhibition with Li Chuaner, and received an overseas call in front of a painting of a snow-capped mountain.

The caller turned out to be Xie Ziyang.

Although scolding the sponsor seems to me to be very unqualified, but this guy avoided my fart at the beginning, but now he takes the initiative to call, and people can't help but want to sneer.

I just wanted to sneer, but the person on the other side already said in a bad mood that he didn't want to waste the call fee, and then asked me to listen to the recording by myself.

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"Today is June 2004, 6," Xie Ziyang said in a downcast voice, "I, Xie Ziyang, and Amo recorded this audio together."

"You can speak faster, you don't stutter now."

The second voice was actually my own, "Call charges will increase in the future."

Then, I heard a corner of a complete plan.

I met Atou, the woman who wanted to sell Wu Xie's paintings in the basement of the art exhibition.

I looked at the red beans on her bracelet and asked, "Aren't you mine? Why isn't the photo album discounted?"

Yes, rather than saying that they are Wu Xie's people, they admit that they are my people.

She rolled her eyes, "I think if you can't recover your memory, then no one will settle accounts with me."

I thought it made sense, and there was nothing to blame, so I asked about the painting again.

Ah Tou said: "I hope you don't have moral cleanliness now. That's what we asked from Qin Wen's mouth with the illusion of a bronze bell. This person is relatively fragile, and he has been fucked a few times and it is already a bit abnormal. But I draw The route should be right, you can always find a place if you follow it.”

Each of these "me people" is responsible for only a small part of the plan.Hei Changzhi, who has been following me, is the younger sister of a pair of twin sisters. Her older sister helps Wu Xie with things in the desert.

It is said that the pair of sisters were born on the India-Pakistan border. The sister was raped when she was a child, and the entire zygomatic masseter muscle was torn by violence, and the sister also suffered psychological sequelae.

Later, they were adopted by an orphanage in southern Xinjiang, China. During the period, they met a tall man who made a pair of metal mouthpieces to compensate for the disability of my sister.

Then after a series of events, I borrowed these two people through my relationship with the dean.

There are loopholes in the story, but it doesn't make sense for me to ask Taiqing right now.

The part that Ah Tou is in charge of does not involve the core. I think she is actually a little curious, but I am even more curious than her.

"Is it necessary to go?" she asked, "I checked the group of people, and there is no one to mess with."

I reflected on all my life over the past few months and realized that this was a long-planned scheme.The person who set me up knew me so well that I had to go step by step.

In my life, probably only I have this ability.

Ah Tou lowered his head and drew a line with his back to me, and said without turning his head when he heard the words: "It may be your mother, her ultimate goal is to make you wear long johns."

Probably there are some people in the world who express their reluctance in this way?

While I couldn't help laughing, I felt a little guilty that I really didn't remember Ah Tou.

But someone remembers me.

That's enough.

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After the boat sailed for only ten minutes, the lake began to narrow, and the snow-covered cliffs on both sides formed a canyon, opening up a new world at the end.

I saw a black temple built in the air on the cliff.

The shocking feeling of the scene of turning a corner from a desperate situation made me have the urge to shoot the scene on the spot.

The Lama Temple is at least seven stories high, and is suspended more than ten meters above the lake by the pillars and beams driven into the bottom of the lake.

The boat was docked on the beam, and the Tibetan pulled me up to find the entrance at the bottom of the Lama Temple.

In fact, I really want to talk, and I want to ask this person about everything here, but I don’t know if he can speak Chinese, and the other person seems to be in a hurry, as if there is something wrong with sending me here.

The Tibetans took me through a room full of Tibetan fragrance and hung with felt, and went straight to the top floor of the Lama Temple.

From here, the blue lake of Kangba Lake is extremely magnificent.

I was almost stunned by the beautiful scenery, and after reacting for a while, I realized that an older-looking man in blue robe was coming from the opposite side.

At the same time, I heard a very strange sound.

To say it's ugly, it's not harsh.But it's definitely noise, a noise that makes your head ache and dizzy.

My vigilance was suddenly raised, and my body had already made a conditioned reflex.

I pulled out the Tibetan knife with my backhand.

Theoretically, he should point at the blue-robed man opposite him next, or step forward and put his neck on his neck to force him to ask.But this time I was so frightened that I threw the knife in the direction of the sound.

The last time I was in the desert, I saw my unexpected throwing accuracy, and when I got back, I made a lot of money at the ring shop in the playground.

Before I had time to embarrass myself and throw the weapon, the sound behind the felt over there stopped.

Can this also work?I'm a little surprised.I saw a young man coming out from behind, holding my knife in one hand and something like a musical instrument full of bells in the other.

Then, under my bewildered gaze, they took out the cotton from their ears, and then gave me a big Tibetan gift.

"Miss Amo, we have been waiting for you for a long time."

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"This is a test," the blue-robed man explained, "We want to confirm whether you still have the ability to be immune to the bell."

Is this the bell that can cast illusions on people?

I looked at the row of large and small hexagonal bells, and felt a little funny.

Such an unscientific thing has to be tapped according to the laws of science to create a scientific illusion.

"...I heard that Wu Xie is here."

I thought about it and chose this topic first.

"Yes," the blue-robed man nodded, "he's in the room on the top floor."

I held back for two seconds, but still couldn't hold back, "He, he doesn't want to see me?"

The man in the blue robe didn't seem to expect me to say that, showing a hint of surprise, then shook his head, "I don't know."

I have been chasing here and I still don't see me, isn't it just that I don't want to see me.

I felt extremely depressed all of a sudden, and was about to whip my dog-licking behavior in my heart, when the blue-robed man suddenly said: "Mr. Wu, he hasn't woken up yet. But I can take you to see him."

Haven't woken up yet?

I remembered "Wu Xie is still alive" written on the wheel of life and death.

Alive, not awake?My heart suddenly hung up, "What happened to him? Was he injured?"

"Yes," the man in blue led me into the corridor, "he was seriously injured, we had to use a special method to put him into sleep first."

"When this month passes and the injury is stable, he will be able to wake up."

I made up my mind, "Then trouble you."

"By the way, is there a way to break the illusion of the bell you are talking about?"

If hallucinations can be seamlessly implanted, everything I see next could be fake.

"The illusion is extremely real, but there will be places that cannot be explained anyway," said the blue-robed man. "Few people can break free from the illusion on their own, but this is indeed possible."

I nodded, and my body gradually relaxed.

The other party didn't need to put so much effort into teasing me, it's not some fairy tale novel where I can destroy the Three Realms in one burst.

And to say it's outrageous, it's already outrageous for me to come here alive.

"We used Zanghai flowers for Mr. Wu," the blue-robed man walked to a door and made a gesture of invitation, "I also lighted some special incense, so don't stay too long."

I nodded, and he said that he would wait for me in the room at the end, and then we can talk about restoring memory.

I stared at the door and the felt hanging on it, trying to recall the last time I saw Wu Xie.

I know I miss him, the thought I can see when I close my eyes.

do i love himI don't know, but if I could share even a little bit of his pain, I would.

I've really been trying to fight my existing memories, trying to justify myself.

I said that Wu Xie is not that kind of person, he must have something to hide, he didn't mean to hurt me by treating me like this.

Until last night, I gave up my defense while guarding against that black fly.

Fuck you, so what if Wu Xie is such a person, my mother will take him down first and then tune-/teach him well, let's see who has the last laugh.

I took a deep breath and pushed open the door.

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Actually 120 chapters.

be is so fragrant.

But I will he.