The short-lived ghost of the Xie family has lived a long life

Chapter 878 Mutation
alley.

Pei Xiao raised his head, worried.

There was the sound of horse hooves approaching, so he rushed out to take a look, and it turned out to be Xie Fifty.

"The man named Xie ran out when he was healthy and didn't come back in the middle of the night. Is he as crazy as you?"

Xie Zhifei got off his horse and said, "I met Mr. Xie at the city gate and wasted a little time."

Thank you sir?
Pei Xiao was startled: "Did he say anything?"

"I didn't say anything, just let me go home."

Xie Zhifei looked very tired: "What are you waiting for here?"

"Today your eldest brother and sister-in-law came to the other courtyard. Yan Sanhe said that she didn't know them, but they had only been here two days ago. By the way, she didn't even remember the Zhu family."

Pei Xiao swallowed and leaned closer: "There's something wrong with that fragrance, thank you fifty, something is wrong."

"What did Yan Sanhe say?"

"she?"

Pei Xiao became angry when he mentioned this matter.

"She was still pacing in the back garden as if nothing was wrong, and asked us not to disturb her. I tell you, there is something wrong with her."

Xie Zhifei's heart suddenly tightened, "I was fine before I left. Let's go back quickly."

……

Back in the other courtyard, Yan Sanhe had already returned to the study.

Without waiting for Xie Zhifei to ask, she spoke directly.

"I really don't know what that incense is about. I have never encountered it in my previous attempts to solve demons.

Secondly, my memory has declined severely in the past two days. I can't remember many people and things, and my mind is very empty. "

Xie Zhifei was stunned for a moment and immediately asked: "Where did we first meet?"

Yan Sanhe: "The entrance to the alley next to the inn."

Pei Xiao: "Where did we first meet?"

Yan Sanhe: "I was in the carriage, you were outside the carriage, and I kicked you."

"I just tried it."

Li Buyan smiled bitterly: "We are the only ones left in her mind. She has even forgotten who Lan Chuan is and where she comes from."

Xie Zhifei walked up to Yan Sanhe and said, "Where's Lu Shi, do you still remember?"

Yan Sanhe shook his head.

Xie Zhifei's pupils narrowed: "Where are Tang Jianxi, Tang Mingyue, and Shan Eryi?"

Yan Sanhe still shook his head.

Xie Zhifei: "Yan Xing, Shen Duruo, the former Crown Prince, the Crown Princess...have all been forgotten?"

Yan Sanhe: "Yan Xing is my grandfather; Shen Duruo is my mother, the former prince is my father, and the princess is my mother... I remember all of these."

Xie Zhifei suddenly felt cold all over.

Those who are related to her are still remembered;

Everything that had nothing to do with her was forgotten.

"There is something I didn't want to say at first, but now that things have come to this, I have to say it."

Li Buyan glanced at Pei Xiao: "Because of the fragrance, I forced Mr. Pei to go to Zhu's house today to test the bad luck. Who knows..."

"The bad luck of Yan Sanhe cannot be determined at all."

Pei Xiao took over: "The three of us are all serious dangers according to the test."

Li Buyan: "Both Mr. Pei and I feel that the root lies in the fragrance."

Pei Xiao: "We plan to go to various temples tomorrow to worship and see if we can resolve the problem. We will treat a dead horse like a living horse."

Li Buyan: "Does Third Master have any better ideas?"

Xie Zhifei shook his head and said no.

He placed his big palm on Yan Sanhe's head: "Besides memory loss, are there any other discomforts about you?"

Yan Sanhe raised his head and looked at him, "Does this make you a little sleepy?"

"Then go to bed first."

Xie Zhifei looked at the red blood in her eyes and said, "We'll talk about everything after she wakes up."

Yan Sanhe: "In order for me to have a good sleep, Third Master, please tell me if the paper burning went smoothly today?"

went well?
I cried loudly in front of my grandfather's grave, crying out all the grievances, depression, and pain in my heart.Everyone in the world says that men don't shed tears easily because they don't want to show weakness in front of the girl they love and the relatives they care about.

In fact, a man's tears and a daughter's tears are the same, both sour and bitter, and the taste is hard to describe.

"successful."

Xie Zhifei: "Bu Liu said that when he comes back after winning the battle, he will kowtow three times to Miss Yan to thank her. I said no, if you come back safely, Miss Yan will be very happy."

Yan Sanhe smiled bitterly: "The third master still understands me."

……

They went back to their rooms, but none of the four could fall asleep.

Pei Xiao opened his two big eyes and looked at the top of the tent, silently lost in thought.

He seemed to have heard some eminent monk say before that there are three types of people who cannot predict bad luck or calculate their fate:

One is an expert, whose fate is in his own hands;

One type is a cultivator, whose destiny can change at any time;
Another kind is dead people.

Could it be that Goddess Yan is a cultivator who ascended to heaven after cultivating in the human world and forgetting all the worldly things?
and also.

Xie Fifty is not a big match. It sounds too harsh to thank his own father every time.

By the way, what qualifications does he have to burn paper on the old general's grave? Shouldn't the person who really should burn paper be Yan Sanhe?

Li Buyan opened his two big eyes.

She was afraid of startling Yan Sanhe, so she forced herself to stand upright like a log.

You have to plan ahead and ask Yan Sanhe to write about the process of how they met. If she really wants to forget later, just show her this piece of paper.

She shouldn't forget the words she wrote herself!

and also.

Today, when she was at Zhu's house, she always felt that Zhu Yuanmo was hesitant to speak, as if he was hiding something and had not fully said it.

Yan Sanhe was afraid of startling Li Buyan, so he forcibly straightened himself up like a log.

Ding Yi said that the third master's future is his future. In other words, the master's future is the future of his servants.

So for Yan Xi, the prince's future is also his future.

The cause of General Zheng’s death was related to war horses;
His Majesty left the matter of the war horses to the Crown Prince;

If this job is done well, the prince will have a bright future with his contribution to the war effort;
This job was not done well, and the horse was delayed in recovering, which not only affected the situation of the battle, but also cast a shadow on the future of the prince.

So--

How much money would Xie Daozhi have to spend to get Yan Xi to leave his master's future alone, and would even rather offend his master than lie for Xie Daozhi?
If you think about it carefully, this seems...unreasonable!

Do you want to talk to Mr. San about this matter?

Xie Zhifei thought he would keep his eyes open until dawn, but he never expected that he would fall asleep in a daze.

I don't know how long it took, but he stepped on the air in his sleep and woke up with a start.

I felt a little upset when I woke up and couldn't sleep anymore. The things that were weighing on my mind came up one by one.

Xie's family affairs can be slowed down for a while, but the top priority is the incense and Yan Sanhe's amnesia.

What to do with that incense?
What should I do if Yan Sanhe loses his memory?
What should we do with the Xie family?
After five o'clock, he was about to get up and practice martial arts, when suddenly there was a knock on the courtyard door.

Ding Yi, who was outside, got up and opened the door.

After a moment of silence, Ding Yi stumbled in.

Xie Zhifei's heart palpitated, "What happened?"

"Father!"

Ding Yi knelt down with a plop and said in a trembling voice: "Master, he...he..."

"What's up with him?"

"he died."

"what?"

Xie Zhifei stood up, shook violently, fell down, then struggled to stand up, rushed over, and grabbed Ding Yi by the front.

"What did you say, can you tell me again?"

"Master, he...he is dead."

"Impossible, absolutely impossible."

Xie Zhifei pushed Ding Yi aside and staggered out.

(End of this chapter)