It's just a matter of two sides.

No, to be precise, it was three sides - if you include the casual glances in the hall that day.

Fozi lowered his eyes slightly and looked at her: "It seems that you really didn't remember me."

Chu Jinsui frowned, confused, and was about to speak.

He continued: "We met two years ago."

? ?
two years ago?
Chu Jinsui's mind was racing. What was he doing two years ago? He had just left Wanle Sect and met Ah Yue who was going to Jian Sect.

"Buddha must have remembered the wrong person."

After thinking about it, this is the only reasonable explanation.

She added: "I just entered this world two years ago, how could I have the opportunity to meet you?"

"Haha." Fozi laughed twice, as if he was teasing her intentionally, and said again, "Of course I remember correctly, I even helped you move a heavy box."

Chu Jinsui shook his head: "You remember wrongly. When I came out two years ago, I didn't bring any boxes with me at all, and I wouldn't have bothered you to help me move them."

Buddha sighed: "It's really heartbreaking. I helped you out of kindness, but you don't even remember me. It's a shame that I still remember you."

At this time, Chu Jinsui felt that he was being troublesome: "If nothing happens, I will leave first and say goodbye."

As he spoke, he stuffed the envelope back into his arms.

Buddha is not upset either.

A small black box appeared in his palm: "If you look at this, maybe you can think of me."

Chu Jinsui glanced at him hesitantly, and seeing his serious expression, he took it with some uncertainty and was about to open it.

He added: "It's so easy to trust others, aren't you afraid of the poisonous smoke inside?"

Her hands froze.

Why is this person so annoying?He looks more serious than anyone else, and nothing he says is understandable.

Fuzi laughed: "Open your frame. Can I still harm you in the Sword Sect?"

Chu Jinsui thought to himself, who can say for sure, you dare to show your demonic appearance in the Sword Sect, how dare you kill a young disciple in the sect?
She glanced at the other person and saw that he was staring at her without blinking.

It's hard to ride a tiger.

It won't work if it doesn't open.

She held her breath and secretly covered the box with a layer of spiritual energy. Even if there was something inside, it would be temporarily blocked by the spiritual energy.

Fozi looked at her actions and just smiled. "Click."

The little box opens.

There were no dangerous mechanisms or poisonous smoke that could kill people as imagined.

A few fragments lay quietly in the box.

Chu Jinsui unexpectedly picked up a fragment, only to find that the fragment underneath was still stained with blood.

She looked at her face reflected in the fragments: "This is...a mirror fragment? What does this have to do with me..."

Her words disappeared in Fozi's half-smiling eyes, and a mirror suddenly flashed in her mind.

Then he lowered his head and looked at the fragments again.

"Have you remembered?" Buddha asked, "Can't you even remember your own blood?"

He stretched out his hand and turned one of the mirrors over, revealing a small pattern on the back: "Do you remember this breast mirror?"

Chu Jinsui clenched his hands subconsciously.

Fozi pinched her wrist: "Let go, what? You still want to dye this piece?"

She relaxed.

Remember, how could she not remember.

This is the mirror in which I was pulled into the world in that painting.

It can be regarded as the weirdest secret place she has ever passed, and she can't let it go.

She remembered, but never remembered meeting him then.

The threads that I had finally sorted out in my mind were suddenly twisted together again.

Countless thoughts burst out.

Is it Ji Hengzhou who has disguised himself?

She even wanted to reach out and pull his face.

No, no, no, no, he had not disappeared when the Buddha became famous.

So who is this person in front of me? (End of chapter)

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