after the villain's amnesia

Two days later, the boat passed Laizhou and arrived at the coast of Qiantang in the south of the Yangtze River.

Xian Deng came out of the room, just in time to see the passenger ship docking, and the pier was less than a hundred meters away from them.

Lan Xuehuai also came out from the next room. Today he was wearing a red horse riding suit with a round neck in a fashionable style, and a carved double tail leather belt around his waist. He looks heroic and very bright.

Xian Deng greeted Lan Xuehuai when he saw Lan Xuehuai.As usual, the other party gave him a cold look, as if to say: Don't expect me to treat you differently?Don't expect any "sincerity is as good as gold and stone", I will never fall in love with you.

Generally speaking, it is to warn Xiandeng to be self-aware: Xiandeng is obsessed with him, it is natural, but it is impossible for him to respond to Xiandeng's feelings.

Xian Deng can now easily understand Lan Xuehuai's eyes, and after being misunderstood by Lan Xuehuai for so long, he is powerless even if he wants to explain, so he doesn't want to refute this look.

If he likes to misunderstand, let him misunderstand, anyway, I just have a clear conscience.

Xiandeng with "a clear conscience" stretched his waist and saw the hairpin on Lan Xuehuai's head.

His thoughts couldn't help running away, and he ran all the way towards the grassland, thinking to himself: Although he looks very good with a ponytail, this clothes is still the best match for his previous braids.It's just that you can't wear hairpins like that. You really can't have it both ways.

Seeing Xian Deng showing that strange, dreamy expression again, Lan Xuehuai frowned: "What are you thinking?"

Xian Deng quickly came back to his senses: "I didn't think about anything!"

Lan Xuehuai said: "Hehe, do you think I will believe it? What are you coveting me for?"

Xian Deng quickly turned around, and deftly changed the topic: "Wow, little fairy, look, the boat has docked. After a few days at sea, we can finally step on land."

Lan Xuehuai reminded: "When you go to Qiantang now, do you just use your own face?"

Hearing this sentence, Xian Deng sighed helplessly: "I originally planned to use my own face, but now it seems that there is no other way."

There was nothing wrong with Xian Deng's face.

Even if he lost his memory before, he didn't worry about this kind of problem—such as meeting his enemy before losing his memory, or his wife before losing his memory.

Xian Deng didn't know his age, so he just made a rough guess, about 26 years old.At this age, I don't know if I had a family before I lost my memory. If I did, where is my family?All kinds of questions have been lingering in Xian Deng's mind during this period of time. Although he didn't say anything, it doesn't mean that he is not bored.

Now on top of this boredom, there is even more melancholy.

This melancholy comes from Du Xinghe.

If Du Xinghe is Yuzi Avalokitesvara as those monks said, then he and Du Xinghe look exactly the same.

Not to mention the relationship between the two of them, let's talk about the news he heard first, it seems that this Du Xinghe Du Xianjun, who looks exactly like him, has also provoked the number one cultivation sect in the south of the Yangtze River, Tao Hua Chasing Water The little master Tong Meng.

The Qiantang he is going to now is the territory under the jurisdiction of Tong Meng.If he went to Qiantang with the face of a child dreaming of enemies, he would probably be hacked to death by the monks chasing after the peach blossoms when he got off the boat.In this way, let alone investigating Du Xinghe, whether he can live until tomorrow is a question.

Furthermore, since the local people are willing to build a Guanyin Temple for Du Xinghe to commemorate him, it shows that he is very famous in Jiangnan, and his face is a focal point as long as he walks in the crowd.

Xiandeng heaved a long sigh, and said, "Du Xinghe really made me a mess."

At the same time, his doubts about himself became more intense.

Could it be that he really has something to do with Du Xinghe?

Or is he Du Xinghe?

This shouldn't be, when he woke up, although there were many wounds on his body, the wounds were grim, but the way of death was different from Du Xinghe's.According to Wang Chengli, Du Xinghe died in ashes. If he was Du Xinghe, how could he reshape his physical body?

Immortal Da Luo can't save a handful of ashes!

Lan Xuehuai snorted and said, "You find a way to solve it yourself."

Xian Deng didn't take Lan Xuehuai's words seriously, although he always said that Xian Deng should solve it by himself, but he never realized this sentence.

After Lan Xuehuai finished speaking, she walked down the cockpit, and Xian Deng didn't stand still thinking about it, she decided to take a step and take a look. After all, the ship is naturally straight when it reaches the bridge, so let's find a way to solve it when it really encounters trouble.

However, out of consideration for his own safety, when he set foot on the pier, Xian Deng went to buy a white mask to cover the upper half of his face.

He had lingering fears about the mask on the pier. Before buying it, he checked the mask several times to see if there was any problem. After making sure that there was no problem, he finally put it on his face.

The two bid farewell to Wang Chengli and others, and walked to Yuanwai He's friend's house, which is the Xiling Library in Shuangcha Lane, Gushan Road.After inquiring along the way, I learned that this library was originally opened by the West Lake - West Lake is a famous tourist treasure in Qiantang.Now it's the season of outing in April, and the lotus flowers that bloomed early in the lake have a small tip, crowded together, and there are many people by the lake, rubbing shoulders.

Xiandeng was squeezed further and further behind by the crowd, and learned to walk in small steps without a teacher. It's a pity that instead of "stepping in small steps" towards Lan Xuehuai, it drifted farther and farther, so that when Lan Xuehuai turned around, , The idle lamp has disappeared into the vast crowd.

he:……

"Xiao Xianjun!" The next moment, the voice of Xiandeng came from a distance, and he waved desperately.

Xian Deng was squeezed into the crowd, the white mask on his face was very eye-catching.

There are quite a few monks in the crowd. Everyone who cultivates immortals claims to be different from ordinary people. Apart from the school uniforms of various schools, they wear clothes that are unique. In comparison, Xiandeng wearing a mask is insignificant .There was a monk beside him with a scorpion, and Bai Sha was photographed with several handprints, which was very miserable.

Lan Xuehuai stood there and waited for a while, the latter finally squeezed to his side after going through untold hardships, and said to herself: "It's too crowded, what day is it today, is the whole city out? ?”

"What's in your hand?" Lan Xuehuai couldn't help asking when she saw that he was holding a black package.

In Xian Deng's arms, he was originally holding the curly-haired little black sheep that survived the catastrophe, but now he is holding a black package. The little black sheep can only use all four hooves, sitting firmly on the top of Xian Deng's head, with a face full of Happily chewing on Xian Deng's hair.Later, he disliked that Xian Deng's hair was too soft, so he bit the chopsticks that fixed his hair and gnawed it intently.

"I bought some dry food. I bought it by the lake. It looks delicious. Do you want to eat it?" Xian Deng quickly opened the package and handed it to Lan Xuehuai.

He asked Lan Xuehuai for the money to buy dry food.

At the beginning, Xiandeng obediently handed over the 50 taels of silver to Lan Xuehuai, and he didn't hide any secrets from him. As a result, Lan Xuehuai thought about it for a while in the room, and felt that the big man on the other side had no money at all. It's very suitable, if you go out to have a dinner with friends, if you can't pay for it, it will be too embarrassing.So a few days ago, he called Xiandeng into the room again, and promised to give him pocket money of two taels of silver every month, and if it was not enough to spend, he would ask him for it.Xian Deng naturally has no objection, he was a poor man, now someone gives him money for free, it's too late to have fun.

After thinking about it, I didn't understand it anyway - the money was originally all his!

Seeing his stupid face, Lan Xuehuai couldn't bear to look any longer, turned her head and sighed, thinking melancholy: How could I be liked by such a fool?What to do in the future is really annoying.

Xian Deng was biting a piece of pastry with relish, and although the upper half of his face was covered by the mask, he could still see his eyes staring at Lan Xuehuai with sparkling eyes.

Lan Xuehuai sighed silently, and thought: Forget it, let's live, otherwise he will die if he leaves me, he will cry, make trouble and hang himself.

Eating and drinking all the way, the two arrived at Xiling Library together.

The library is backed by Xiaohua Mountain, and the main entrance faces the West Lake. It has an excellent location and pleasant scenery. It is a good place to go.When Xian Deng arrived, there were already many students waiting in line at the door with their bookcases on their backs, as if they were waiting for something.He noticed that among the students at the gate of Xiling Library, apart from ordinary teenagers, there were also monks in Taoist uniforms, and monks were not in the minority, they were almost half of ordinary people.

Lan Xuehuai said: "The main entrance is too crowded, go through the side entrance."

Xian Deng didn't think too much, touched the jade pendant in his arms, and followed Lan Xuehuai into the library through the side door.

Chen Mingyu, who was teaching in Xiling Library, saw the jade pendant handed over by the book boy, and hurried out to greet her.Knowing that Lan Xuehuai and Xiandeng are friends of He Yuanwai, Chen Mingyu immediately arranged a room for them.

Xian Deng just arrived here, and he wanted to ask Chen Mingyu a lot of things. He followed Chen Mingyu to the living room. When Chen Mingyu greeted him for tea, Xian Deng thought it over and said, "Mr. Is the monk a student?"

Chen Mingyu said: "The ones accepted are all students with average qualifications."

He took a sip of tea and explained to Xian Deng.

The young monks at the gate of Xiling Library originally planned to go to pay homage to Peach Blossom Chasing Water, but such a great sect has very strict conditions for recruiting disciples, and perhaps only ten of 1000 people who sign up can get in.Or if the qualifications are not good, but the family has money, as long as they can afford the money, they can also put their children in it.

Students with no money and average aptitude have nowhere to sign up, so they can only settle for the second best and choose an ordinary small sect.

Hearing this, Xian Deng asked: "According to me, they all chose to go to the small sect, why did they come to your academy?"

According to what Xiandeng learned, the Xiling Library is at most a middle-level library. It is good for teaching mortals, but it is somewhat difficult to teach monks.Ordinary reading and writing is nothing more than that. What kind of lecturer can I find to teach me?Ordinary people don't know this!

Chen Mingyu explained: "I haven't said this yet. The boss of our library has a good relationship with the deputy sect master, and sometimes the deputy sect master will send some good leaders from the sect to the library to give practical lessons to the students. With the fame of peach blossom chasing water, most people would rather send their children to our library than to send their children to Xiaomen Xiaopai."

Xian Deng nodded and said, "I see. There are so many people outside today, are they all here to sign up?"

Chen Mingyu said: "That's right. There are so many students this year that the teachers in the library are too busy."

After hearing this, Xian Deng had an idea, and immediately recommended himself: "Mr. Chen, to be honest, I am actually a monk."

Chen Mingyu looked up at him, seemingly puzzled.

Xian Deng continued: "I'm coming to Qiantang to live for a while, and I'm looking for a job. Is there any shortage of people in your library? I think I can be a lecturer."

Lan Xuehuai glanced at him, Xian Deng mouthed "explain later" to him.In fact, Xian Deng can understand without explaining that he wants to investigate the matter of Du Xinghe, so he must have a solid identity in Qiantang, so that the investigation will not attract attention.

It's just that Lan Xuehuai didn't expect that Xiandeng was still thinking about paying back the 4000 taels of silver. If he worked in the library, he would still receive some salary every month.

Chen Mingyu suddenly realized: "So that's the case, Brother Xian, wait a moment, I have to report this matter to the owner of the museum, and I will give you an answer tomorrow."

Xian Deng waved his hand: "No rush."

He originally wanted to ask about Du Xinghe, but he remembered the warning from the monks on the ship, so he swallowed his words back.

Chen Mingyu talked with him for a while, but because the library was too busy, he couldn't accompany him, so he got up and said goodbye.

Xian Deng and Lan Xuehuai lived in the backyard of Xiling Library for the time being. Apart from them, there were many other lecturers in the library.

Chen Mingyu arranged their rooms together and lived next door.

Xiandeng got seasick and didn't sleep well for several days on the boat. As soon as he got to the room, he fell asleep on the bed.

He fell into the dream very quickly, and it seemed that he had the same dream as before, but this time he did not stand on the top of the mountain, but lay on the tree.

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dreaming again~