Yuanshen, as a mortal, I cannot accompany you to the end

It is agreed that this matter must be done by one person, of course.

He has no memory of the past, so of course he doesn't know the source of this agreement, how it was established, and what it means...

A good agreement can be made and should be fulfilled.

Even if he has forgotten.

There are many caves in Tianheng Mountain. Qingnuoyan climbed up the mountain in the early morning, stepping on the morning dew, and looking for one cave after another, this is tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack.

But when the sun was setting and the rays of light were slanting towards the mountains, he stopped in front of a cave.

Just a gut feeling.

He just thought that at the entrance of the cave, the bundle of glass bags opened between the stones was very beautiful.

As the setting sun falls, the light purple flower bones exude the fragrance of lavender flowers.

Also dizzy this dusk.

Dig.

Dig out the most surface soil.

Qing Nuoyan wiped the sweat from his forehead, he let out a breath slowly, holding the folding shovel with both hands to support his body.

He stared at the piece of amber quietly.

A little girl with lavender short hair was sealed in the amber.

She lay quietly in the amber, with a smile on her lips, sleeping soundly.

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My head hurts, wow, the nasty corona virus.

"A villainous godmother won't die from a backstab"

Volume 70: Chapter [-] Mandrill will not pray for sinners

Qiqi can't walk.

The amber slowly peeled off and shattered into pieces of colored glass. The little girl opened her eyes in a daze. She blinked like a ignorant deer.

She tentatively took a step forward, her snow-white feet stepped on the ground, and her figure crooked—her joints seemed unable to stretch freely, and she fell flat on the ground with a snap.

Nuo Yan observed the stupid behavior of this little zombie and blinked his eyes.

It's flat ground throwing zombies.

Maybe pretending to be a dumb zombie.

Pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, and then biting off his own neck while he was not paying attention, and finally covered in red hair for thousands of miles...

Not sure, try again.

"Hello."

Noah held out his hand.

The little zombie's hand was very cold, like touching a piece of soft ice, soft and sticky. Nuo Yan took her little hand and pulled her up from the ground. Obviously, this little zombie hadn't adapted to walking yet. Even with Nuo Yan's support, his body was still wobbly.

"Hello."

The little zombie said, she took Nuo Yan's little hand and raised her head.

"Kid, what's your name?"

"name..."

Qiqi was stunned, as if she was seriously thinking about this question. Obviously, the trickiness of the boy's question has far exceeded the processing range of the little zombie's brain. Accompanied by a burst of overloaded search, the little zombie's lavender eyes became more and more serious. confused.

She shook her empty head, "Qiqi...I don't know what Qiqi...is...name."

Now sure, it's a little dumb zombie.

"Seven seven..."

The little zombie paused, the deceased's face was expressionless, and his tone of voice was very calm, but he could feel her distress: "Qiqi...everything...forgot."

She shook her little head and said sadly.

"Very...important...thing, forgot."

The long years will forget many things.

"Forget...very important...people."

The boy rubbed the little girl's head, and rumpled the latter's short light blue hair into a mess, "I've forgotten a lot of things too."

"Who am I, who was I before, and who was before me... I have forgotten all of these."

He smiled, "There's nothing to care about, the important thing is now."

"Your name is Qiqi, you must remember it in the future."

"Seven...seven.."

Qi Qi held her head up, and whispered the name silently. Her eyes shone slightly, and she raised her hands, her sleeves hanging down, revealing two clean forearms, "Big brother...how do you know...Qi Qi's name."

The little zombie opened his mouth slightly, as if in shock and admiration, "Big brother... so smart."

Hey.

Being praised, Nuo Yan proudly raised her chest and akimbo.

"name."

The little zombie said: "Big brother...what's his name?"

"Nuoyan." The boy smiled, "Qing Nuoyan."

"...What about Nuoyan?" Qi Qi tilted her head.

Her memory is really bad.

"Qing Nuoyan."

"Qing Nuo...?"

"Yan." The boy said, crossing his hands in a gesture of prohibition, "Please stop playing with permutations and combinations, little girl."

"Qiqi...can't remember...Qiqi...very stupid."

The little zombie lowered its head again.

"Qiqi...want to remember."

This little girl is indeed stupid, but she speaks very seriously, she really wants to remember Nuo Yan's name.But the body of the deceased cannot carry the memory.

So she was sad.

"Then write it down."

Nuo Yan said calmly, "Little girl, write it in a notebook. You are actually not stupid. Before the time scale, human beings are not smart. We are born as human beings, and we are all forgetful. No matter how unforgettable memories are, after a period of time, they will be nothing but memories." Ordinary."

"Write it in a notebook, write it in a diary, whether it is seeing mountains, rivers, starry fields, or just a moment's thoughts, who you met, what happened, write it in the diary, and letters are sent to friends. Diary is a love letter to myself. Every line, every paragraph is the most serious confession of my life.”

Qi Qi blinked her big eyes in confusion, "I don't understand... I don't understand."

Nuo Yan scratched his head.

"But Qiqi...it seems..." The little girl lowered her head and rummaged through her body, "Ah...I found it."

It was a very old, old little book.

She held a corner of the book in her little hand and handed it to Nuo Yan.

The cover is dusty and the pages are yellowed and weathered even though they are preserved in amber.

This is a diary.

The handwriting is very naive, and there are pinyin in some places, but it can be seen that the little girl wrote seriously.

'On the first day of the new year, I picked two taels of liuli lilies, but no coconut sheep'

'On the second day of the new year, a catty of Qingxin was harvested, and many people were injured. Qingxin can cure diseases, but no coconut sheep was found. '

'The third day of the new year...'

'The fourth day of the new year...'

"On the last day of the new year, after the Chinese New Year, Qiqi still hasn't found the coconut sheep. '

Nuo Yan gently flipped through every page of the diary, his movements were slight and cautious.The clear and transparent afternoon sun shines on the yellowed paper, and the time is illuminated into shape.

The contents of the diary are actually very confusing.

No time place characters.

It can be seen that the little girl used to collect herbs in the mountains for a living... Such a young child came to collect herbs in the mountains?

She was looking for the coconut sheep. For a whole year, she was looking for the so-called 'coconut sheep'. But Nuoyan didn't know what the coconut sheep was, and had never heard of this species.

However, he was inexplicably sad.

"On the first day of the new year, Qiqi found Yeyang. Qiqi was very happy, but Qiqi was leaving too, and Qiqi didn't want to leave. '

This is the last day in the diary.

It seems that after this day, the little girl was buried in amber and slept forever.

New Year, thanks to the little girl who can create such vocabulary.

"Coconut...sheep."

Qiqi stood on tiptoe stiffly, also looking at the words in the diary. "Yeyang...Qiqi...so...you are looking for coconut sheep."

She couldn't hold on to her toes anymore, she had struggled to put on the pads, the zombie's joints were very stiff, her center of gravity was unstable, she swung backwards, and almost fell to the ground again.

Nuo Yan supported her back to prevent her from falling.

"Qiqi...unable to stand firmly."

"The joints are too stiff." Nuo Yan said earnestly, "Qi Qi's joints are very stiff, I need to relax the joints, and Qi Qi can walk after relaxing."

"How...to relax?" She tilted her head.

The young man coughed lightly, and with an inscrutable look, he said deeply: "You need to practice a profound technique. This kind of killing technique is too powerful, so I don't want to spread it and reproduce it."

Qiqi cocked her head, feeling a sense of ignorance.

"Have you heard of the mysterious-level exercise "Colorful Sunshine"?"

Nuo Yan coughed again, "I'm going to pass on the first level of my sect's secret treasure, the mysterious-level exercise "Colorful Sunshine"—stretching exercises."

Obviously, pretending to be x in front of the little idiot zombie gave Nuo Yan a sense of accomplishment.

"Wow..."

Qiqi showed envious and admiring eyes, this big brother is really amazing.

"Qiqi...Can Qiqi learn it?"

"Qiqi can learn it. Because I will help Qiqi." Nuo Yan said earnestly: "From now on, Qiqi can learn to walk, Qiqi can remember names, Qiqi can find coconut sheep, and Qiqi can cook There are many things, from now on, Qiqi will live happily in Liyue."

The little zombie opened its beautiful purple eyes wide, those spring-like eyes seem to be shining.

"Very good."

Zombies can't laugh, but she seems to be.

"And then."

Noyan paused.

"And then?" Qi Qi tilted her head.

"Then it's..."

The falling sunset smeared the clouds, the fiery maple leaf forest seemed to be burning, and the sea in the distance was sparkling, reflecting the red sky and Chishan's beautiful scenery of Liyue. The boy bent down and hugged the little boy gently. With a small zombie body, he said gently: