[System] Where is my vest?

Jiang Lan sat on the small bench brought by Xia Yan, with her hands on her knees, and the word "beautiful" was revealed all over her body.

"Bend down and bow your head." Xia Yan rolled his sleeves, pressed Jiang Lan's shoulder with one hand, and took a spoonful of river water borrowed from the village head's house with the other hand, and was about to pour Jiang Lan's head.

Jiang Lan closed her eyes tightly and her whole body was tense, but when the river water soaked through her hair and touched her scalp, Jiang Lan was surprised to find that the water was actually warm.

Jiang Lan tilted her head, trying to see Xia Yan standing beside him through the gap between her hair.

"Don't look up, be careful not to get water in your eyes."

Jiang Lan lowered her head obediently, closed her eyes, and let Xia Yan's hands covered in soap locust foam rub his hair.

Suddenly, Xia Yan's hands paused, and Jiang Lan called out in doubt: "Daughter-in-law?"

"It's nothing..." Xia Yan responded, and continued to move.

Rinse the saponins clean, and dry Jiang Lan's hair with spiritual power. Xia Yan's movements were completed in one go, as if he had done this set of movements countless times.

Jiang Lan brushed her long hair back, looked up and saw Xia Yan looked at her blankly, as if in a daze, "Daughter-in-law, what's wrong with you?"

Xia Yan murmured: "White hair..."

Jiang Lan immediately pulled her shoulders in front of her shoulders, trying hard to find out the white hair Xia Yan mentioned.

Xia Yan, who came back to his senses, immediately stopped Jiang Lan's actions: "No, I just misread."

Xia Yan just had a momentary illusion that the foamy strands of hair on his fingers were silver-white.

Jiang Lan looked at Xia Yan's completely restrained face, and asked the system: [What's wrong with him? ]

[Probably remembered something. ] Systematic analysis: [Thinking of Xia Yan's situation, it will be a matter of time before he recovers his memory, and giving him some stimulation can speed up the speed of his memory recovery. ]

[My mission seems to be to stay with Xia Yan until he fully recovers his memory. ] Now that she found a way to help Xia Yan recover her memory, Jiang Lan suddenly felt that the task was much easier.

[That's why I don't suggest you change your appearance, your face is a shortcut. ] The system spoke proudly, [Listen to me, there will be no mistakes. ]

Jiang Lan touched her face: [Is this face... Jiang Lanxin, he still has an impression...]

Putting on the white clothes provided by Xia Yan, Jiang Lan watched as Xia Yan, who helped her fasten her belt, took out a hair band from the storage ring and tied his hair into a ponytail—is this really Jiang Lan or Jiang Lan? Lan Xin always dressed up.

Looking at the oversized clothes on her body, Jiang Lan suddenly realized a problem, [Xia Yan is taller than me? ]

As a bystander, the system made a very objective evaluation: [He is five centimeters taller than you, and his shoulders are wider than yours, so his clothes are too big for you. ]

Xia Yan also noticed this problem: "Let's go, first go to the village chief's house and clarify the matter, and then I will take you to buy clothes that fit you." He took Jiang Lan's hand as he spoke.

Jiang Lan followed Xia Yan, staring at the hand that Xia Yan was holding, she didn't want to break away, and it didn't matter if she didn't.Just before his entanglement was over, the two had already returned to the village chief's house.

"Master Xia, you—" Li Rourou's expression of surprise suddenly turned into shock, and she pointed at Jiang Lan: "He—"

Jiang Lan, who is clean and tidy, is not inferior to Xia Yan in appearance at all. If Xia Yan's appearance has a hint of publicity, then Jiang Lan is restrained, with a gentle look between her eyebrows and a picturesque face. A white dress added a touch of unstained temperament to him.

Jiang Lan sat quietly at the table with her head bowed, and it was difficult for anyone to link up with that fool before.

Li Rourou never knew that this idiot, who was regarded as a free labor force by their family, actually looked like this, which made her even more shocked than when she first saw Xia Yan.

Village head Li looked at his daughter's stupefied look, and keenly sensed the displeasure in Xia Yan's eyes. He cleared his throat and brought Li Rourou back to his senses. The relationship between Xia Yan and Jiang Lan Attention also shifted to himself: "Hey, Mr. Xia, you are so stupid, this young man has been in my Xinghua Village for a while, and we have tried to ask him about his past, but he himself is not clear about it." , you said you were his acquaintance, so do you know his past? Well, this way we can hand him over to you with confidence..."

Jiang Lan sat quietly without saying a word. In fact, he had already pricked up his ears to hear what Xia Yan wanted to make up.

"We grew up together..." Xia Yan raised his hand and touched Jiang Lan's head, "Because of me, he was injured, and now he has a mentally regressed appearance..."

Village head Li felt tense when he heard the word "injured", injured?Why were you injured?Will it bring disaster to the village?

Xia Yan held Jiang Lan's hand tightly and looked at him, and Jiang Lan even felt the words "affectionate" from his gaze: "As for, name...his name is Lanyue." "Lan" and "Moon", these are the two resources that Xia Yan dug out by searching his head with all his strength. While saying these two words, he was also observing the expression on Jiang Lan's face, and Jiang Lan just glanced at him. , making Xia Yan not sure what his reaction was.

Jiang Lan wondered: [Tong, did Xia Yan lose his memory? What the hell is "Lanyue". ]

The system was actually sitting next to Jiang Lan, sitting on a chair, with his hands on his sides, shaking a pair of little feet, he looked at Xia Yan, then at Jiang Lan: "Like that kind of memory fragment, no It doesn't end, and it's inspired by you alone, so it's strange for him to attribute it to something that happened to one person."

Village Chief Li held down Li Rourou who was about to say something, and asked Xia Yan: "Then you are going to take him away?"

Xia Yan looked at Jiang Lan with a gentle look: "Are you willing to leave with me?"

Jiang Lan stared blankly at Xia Yan, then shook her head.

Xia Yan smiled: "Mr. Li, it seems that we will disturb you for a while."

Li Rourou's eyes lit up, and the village chief waved his hands again and again: "Don't disturb, don't disturb. This residence..."

Xia Yan said indifferently, "It's good that I live with Lanyue."

Village Chief Li couldn't stop him, so he could only watch Xia Yan being led by Jiang Lan to the dilapidated thatched shed. Seeing that Xia Yan didn't show any dissatisfaction on his face, Village Chief Li heaved a sigh of relief, and flattered him: "Master Xia, if you want to buy something, just tell me."

Xia Yan grabbed Jiang Lan, who was about to lie down on the haystack, and nodded to Village Chief Li: "I see, the village chief is here."

"Cough, girl, let's go." Village head Li put one hand behind his back, and pulled Li Rourou who was still wandering away.

Xia Yan took out a piece of clothing and draped it on the haystack before pulling Jiang Lan to sit down: "I can't take you away yet, will you blame me?"

Jiang Lan shook her head: "I'll be where my daughter-in-law is!"

Xia Yan raised her hand in satisfaction and rubbed Jiang Lan's head.

The system said coolly from the side: "It is agreed that you tell him to go east, but he dare not go west. Why do I feel that it is the other way around now?"

Regarding the system, Jiang Lan chose to ignore it. He found that Xia Yan was particularly keen on the two activities of holding hands and rubbing his head.

Since the elixirs in the storage ring had been exhausted in his previous catastrophe, Xia Yan could only rely on cultivation to heal his injuries. Without the assistance of elixirs, his recovery from injuries was much slower.

Xia Yan covered Jiang Lan with a thin blanket: "Go to bed first."

Jiang Lan grabbed the edge of the thin blanket: "What about you, daughter-in-law?"

"I still have something to do." Xia Yan hesitated for a moment, but still said: "Even if you can't sleep, don't bother me, okay?"

A cultivator who is disturbed in the middle of his practice can be injured at the slightest, or go back into a demon at the worst. Jiang Lan still knows the serious relationship between them: "Oh."

Jiang Lan turned over, turned her back to Xia Yan, pulled the thin blanket over her body, and prayed in her heart that Xia Yan would practice all night, so that he would not be aware of his strangeness.

……

"Phew..." Xia Yan let out a foul breath, feeling worried that he did not practice until dawn as Jiang Lan expected.

Xia Yan, who hadn't opened his eyes yet, frowned gradually. A cultivator with sharp eyes and ears, he could sense the wind and grass in the distance, but he couldn't feel the other breathing sound that should be in this thatched shed.

Generally speaking, unless it is deliberately hidden, monks regardless of cultivation level will maintain the activity of breathing.

Xia Yan's eyes widened sharply, and Jiang Lan still kept his back to him in his sight, but Xia Yan couldn't feel any breath on his body.

"Lanyue?" Xia Yan first called out in a low voice, then hurried to Jiang Lan's side and turned his body over.

"Lanyue!" Xia Yan hugged Jiang Lan with one arm, and felt Jiang Lan's breathing tremblingly with the other hand. He didn't get the result of his own Xia Yan, and he touched Jiang Lan's neck in disbelief. There was no pulse, and he even pointed The skin under the tip is filled with the coolness of death.

Xia Yan felt the coolness on Jiang Lan's body, like a poisonous snake, swam along his arm like a snake to his heart, twisted and tightened, and pierced the soft flesh at the tip of his heart with sharp fangs.

Xia Yan hugged Jiang Lan tightly, this familiar scene made his pupils tremble slightly.

The system was on the sidelines, gnawing his thumb nails irritably. What Jiang Lan was worried about happened. He hesitated whether to show up and tell Xia Yan that Jiang Lan would recover, or wait for Xia Yan to find out.

Xia Yan spent the rest of the night holding Jiang Lan like this, until Jiang Lan returned to his soul, his breathing recovered, and his body temperature began to rise. Because Xia Yan hugged him too tightly, he moved his body uncomfortably. "Well" sounded.Xia Yancai looked like he had woken up from a nightmare. He loosened Jiang Lan's arm, but still wrapped her in his arms, and lay down with his clothes on, for fear that Jiang Lan's body temperature would drop again. .

The system breathed a sigh of relief, he was really worried that Xia Yan would just dig a hole and bury Jiang Lan's "corpse" after Jiang Lan's soul left her body.

Xia Yan stared at Jiang Lan's sleeping face with her eyes open, and it was like this until dawn, when the rooster began to crow.