Junior sister, she cultivates the way of life

When we arrived at the bottom of the cliff, there was no thick fog like what Fu Zhu had seen.

Beside the stream, there stood a stone tablet that was taller than a man. It was engraved with large, complex characters. Fu Zhu didn't recognize the ancient characters, but he thought it was the "Memory Tomb Tablet" that Shui Shengyan said.

The stone monument is full of a simple and solemn atmosphere, and it is independent of this place, giving people a deep sense of loneliness.

"By recording the mausoleum monument, we can reach the Worry-Free Sea."

Shui Shengyan said, raising his hand to touch the stone tablet, a white light emitted from the tablet.

The scene in front of him changed drastically in the next moment.

The salty and wet sea breeze blows into the nostrils, and the waves hit the rocks. The waves rush forward and then go back, repeating the cycle.

There was a little girl carrying a fish basket, lowering her head and concentrating on picking up shells.

She walked along the coastline, and a pair of feet suddenly appeared in her eyes. She looked up and was so surprised that she dropped the white shell she had just picked up.

"Sister Yan!"

The little girl's cheeks were flushed. I don't know whether it was from the sun or the blush caused by the excitement of seeing the smoke in the water.

"Sister Yan, where were you last night? The village chief, elders and grandfathers are all worried, and they are still looking for you!"

Shui Shengyan bent down and was eye level with the little girl, "Am I back now?"

The little girl's eyes were curiously looking at the talisman beads behind her. The girl's eyebrows were curved and her attitude was particularly kind.

"By the way, Xiaozhi, is Zhu Wu at home?"

The sound of Shui Shengyan brought back Xiaozhi's thoughts, and she hurriedly responded, "Yes."

However, with his bright eyes, he still couldn't help but look at people secretly.

Why did Sister Yan bring outsiders into the village?

The patriarch and elders will definitely be angry when they find out. Isn't Sister Yan afraid of being scolded?

Fu Zhu noticed Xiao Zhi's peek and smiled at her.The little girl has a very pure aura, she has never experienced any danger, she is innocent and simple, all her thoughts are written on her face, and you can see clearly what she is thinking at a glance.

Shui Shengyan was thinking about her sister, so she hurriedly told Xiaozhi a few words, and then rushed to Zhu Wu's house with the talisman beads.

"Zhu Wu is the most powerful doctor in our village. He can definitely save your friend."

It could be heard that Shui Shengyan admired this wizard Zhu very much, and Fu Zhu said a faint "hmm" without making any comments.

Shui Shengyan knew that she didn't trust him very much now and didn't care. Once she met Zhu Wu, she would know that Zhu Wu was a truly capable person.

Otherwise, the village would not let him, a foreigner, settle here.

"arrive."

Shui Shengyan stopped in front of a small wooden house. Green vines climbed all over the house wall, and there were wind chimes made of shells hanging under the eaves.

The door was closed, and there was no movement.Is Zhu Wu not at home?

Shui Shengyan knocked on the door anxiously. After a while, a hoarse voice came from inside, "Come in."

After Fu Zhu stepped into the threshold, Shui Shengyan took a look outside and then locked the door.

"Sneaking around and being a thief?"

The sudden sound startled Shui Shengyan. She looked at the old man holding a cigarette stick and puffing away smoke in front of her, and she called out obediently, "Wish."

Fu Zhu looked at the "Witch Zhu" that Shui Shengyan said calmly. The old man's face was old, his skin was brown, and the hand holding the cigarette rod had a layer of loose skin like a dead tree.

But the aura on his body didn't seem to be in a state of sluggish vitality, but rather very stable.

Zhu Wu didn't pay attention to Fu Zhu. He took a long puff of cigarette and looked at Shui Shengyan, "Why did you bring an outsider in?"

Without waiting for Shui Shengyan to answer, he added, "Did you know that the people in the village looking for you last night almost turned Wuyouhai over?"

Shui Shengyan was confused, "The clan leaders know that I was not in the village last night? And even if I was not in the village, there would be no need to mobilize troops like this, right?" Zhu Wu glanced at her with a dark expression and said nothing while smoking.

Shui Shengyan took away his cigarette rod and said business, "Zhu Wu, two of my friends have been poisoned by sand. Can you save them..."

Unexpectedly, as soon as she finished speaking, Zhu Wu's expression changed, he took back his cigarette rod and walked into the house, "If they can't be saved, let them find a geomantic treasure land."

"How come it can't be saved?" Shui Shengyan followed closely, "Wasn't there someone who was poisoned by some sand before and was saved by you?"

"You are the most powerful doctor in our Wuyouhai!"

"You should take a look first and then talk."

Shui Shengyan begged endlessly, which made Zhu Wu a little annoyed. After being defeated, he said the second sentence, "There is no cure for the poison of sand, so don't waste your time with me."

"But you have obviously cured this poison before!" Shui Shengyan looked at him resentfully, "You perfunctory me, and you can't find a better reason."

Zhu Wu allowed Shui Shengyan to snatch his cigarette rod, leaned on the rocking chair, and rocked it slowly, "You are young and you remember it wrong."

He asked calmly, "You said that I had cured the poison of some sand. Who was the person who was poisoned?"

Shui Shengyan was stunned.

She carefully recalled this memory, but found that there were many things that she could not remember. Her head began to hurt a little. Shui Shengyan curled up and squatted down. The knuckles holding her head were pale and weak, and there was cold sweat on her forehead. Slide it along your chin and into the layers of clothing around your neck.

Do people who are poisoned by Sand really not exist?

So why does she have this memory?
Zhu Wu saw something was wrong with her and was about to get up when the girl in green outside the room lit the cigarette butt of Shui Sheng.

The cold spiritual power entered the body, Shui Shengyan shivered unaccustomedly, and his expression became clear.

Zhu Wu sat back.

"I'm sorry, I'm a little confused right now..." Shui Shengyan said apologetically.

She vowed to pray that the witches would be able to cure the poison of sand and save her friends, which gave people hope. However, in the end, she found that the memory might have been fabricated by herself, and there was no way to cure the poison of sand in the world.

"Can I have a few words with Zhu Wu alone?"

Shui Shengyan glanced at Zhu Wu hesitantly, and after receiving his signal, he walked out of the room.

She might have to think about it carefully and take this opportunity to calm down.

Fu Zhu cast a barrier to isolate the sound.

Zhu Wu still said the same thing, "Little girl, I have already said that there is no cure for the poison of sand."

"Take your friends and leave Wuyouhai as soon as possible. If you stay too long and are discovered by the Ling tribe, it's not a good thing."

Fu Zhu waited for him to finish, then slowly said, "I know who the person who was poisoned is."

Zhu Wu's hand holding the cigarette rod trembled, and his sharp eyes looked at the girl's face. After a moment, he narrowed his eyes and asked, "How did you know about it?"

"So Senior has saved people who were poisoned by Sand, right?" Fu Zhu asked without answering.

Zhu Wu nodded heavily.

He casually put the cigarette rod on the table, recalling the past, with a complicated look on his face, and finally his eyes fell on the girl in the yard.

"It's water-born smoke."

After Fu Zhu finished speaking, he also turned his attention to her.

"She remembered correctly. Someone was indeed poisoned by some sand, but she forgot that that person was herself."

If a person selectively forgets some memories, those memories must be extremely painful for her.

(End of this chapter)