The young guide stared at the corpse on the ground, faced He Hua's calm "sleeping face". Many clips suddenly flashed in his mind, like a train passing by, "swish swish swish swish swish swish swish".

"He Hua..."

"He Hua..."

"I'm calling you, He Hua!"

The boy seemed to hear someone calling him, his voice was blurry, and it slowly came from the distant memory...

Bang!

Someone patted the boy's shoulder hard and said unhappyly: "He Hua, is the second senior sister calling you, have you heard?"

The boy turned his head and saw several women in ancient costumes clustering together, starry-like holding a slightly older woman.

The woman was very arrogant and raised her chin, which was the second senior sister they mentioned - He Ling.

He Ling hugged his arms with both hands, looked at the boy with contempt, and said, "He Hua, Senior Sister, I have a question and I have always wanted to ask you."

When the boy heard that she called him He Hua, he felt a faint confusion in his eyes. He Hua...

Who is she calling?

She is calling me...

Are I Hua?

He Ling ignored his trance and smiled and said, "Are you a man or a woman!"

As soon as He Ling finished speaking, the senior sisters around him laughed and laughed.

"Yes! He Hua, are you a man or a woman!"

"Don't our master only accept female apprentices? Yes, then He Hua must be the junior sister!"

"Bah, he is neither a man nor a woman! Have you ever heard of it? He is a monster!"

"How could there be such a big and thick woman? Anyway, when I saw him, I felt uncomfortable all over, monster!"

"Monster! Monster!"

Young man, no, He Hua Muran faced those senior sisters who "titled" for themselves. Yes, this kind of "titled" seems familiar and so familiar.

No matter where you are, no matter who you are, no matter what you are, or He Hua of the Xiang tribe, I am... a monster.

"Hey! What are you doing?" A cold shout came, followed by a thrill of rapid feet. A woman ran over from a distance, waved her fists and said, "You bully people again?"

The woman ran over, and He Hua narrowed her eyes, feeling that her face seemed familiar. She was the woman in the old photo, and she seemed to be named He Shui...

"Senior Sister..."

"Senior Sister..."

When the women saw He Shui running over, they all became well-behaved immediately. They lowered their heads and dared not speak. He Ling stubbornly said, "We did not bully the junior sister, we just chatted with him."

He Shui said coldly: "Don't think I don't know. Let me hear you gossiping and deal with the rules!"

"It's... the senior sister." Although the women were a little unwilling to give up, they still retreated in disappointment and all dispersed.

Only He Shui and He Hua were left. He Shui looked at He Hua and said, "You will be bullied by them if you don't say anything."

He Hua's mouth was uncontrollable and he slowly spoke, "It's okay, I don't have a small piece of meat."

He Shui looked at his face and was even more worried and said, "But you feel uncomfortable."

Yes, I feel uncomfortable... He Hua is indeed very uncomfortable when she thinks this way.

He Shui said again: "They bully you because they are jealous of you, your talent, your knowledge, and others are jealous of you. Therefore,... you have to become stronger, so they are jealous of you and dare not bully you."

He Hua looked at He Shui with some confusion and said, "But I... don't want to be strong at all."

The young guide's mind was messy, and many clips flashed through it, roaring in his mind. He was almost unable to stand it and murmured: "Monster... Senior Sister... Why do you have to learn fragrance... Monster, Monster, Monster... He Hua..."

"What's wrong with you?" Zhao Hui held the young guide and shook his shoulders, as if he wanted to wake him up, but the young man was still immersed in his dream.

Wanqi Linmu said: "Oh no, is it an illusion, pollen of the stamens?"

The boy just now gave them fragrant powder, and it was fine after everyone drank it, but at this moment the boy fell into hallucinations. Perhaps because he had too much thoughts, the fragrant powder was not enough to make him wake up.

Luo Shen immediately opened the perfume box, and there were countless lattices of powder inside. Luo Shen browsed it roughly, and quickly picked the infume powder with a small golden spoon, mixed it together, blended it into the water, and said, "Take it."

Wanqi Linmu said in surprise: "How could you make fragrant?"

Luo Shen said lightly: "I just saw him stir incense, remember."

Mr. Luo San can’t stir incense at all, but he has one ability, that is, he can remember the actions of the young guide’s incense just now. Although he didn’t know what these incense were, he could remember their combination in memory.

Zhaohui looked at the young guide's face turned blue, which was obviously a sign of poisoning. He no longer hesitated and immediately gave the young guide a fragrant powder.

"Cough - Cough cough cough!" The young guide was anxious and coughed, but the blue and black on his face quickly retreated, finally returned to normal, and got rid of the dream.

Zhaohui breathed a sigh of relief and said: Are you awake?

The young guide slowly opened his eyes and said, "I...who am I?"

Unexpectedly, the first thing the young guide said when he woke up was like this. Everyone's eyes slowly cut from the young guide's face to the body on the ground. The exact same face was carved out in one mold. Even twins in this world would not have such an exact same face.

them……

I am already a person.

The young guide suddenly showed a sudden expression and said, "I... seem to remember, I am He Hua."

As soon as he finished speaking, the questions in everyone's hearts fell. Wanqi Linmu's guess was good, and the young guide was He Hua.

The reason why the young guide remembers He Hua is not because He Hua is an important person, but because the guide is He Hua.

The best evidence is that the young guide can mix lotus perfume box.

He Hua stared at her body, as if she was still immersed in the afterglow of the dream, murmured: "Why...I am a monster, why...I don't even look down on me..."

He Hua's words hit Zhaohui's heart deeply. Zhaohui's expression stagnated. He immediately hugged He Hua and hugged him tightly, as if he was about to rub him into his body. He said hoarsely: "I don't look down on you. You are not a monster, you are yourself!"

He Hua was stunned. Unexpectedly, Zhao Hui was suddenly so excited. He felt his body hurt. He was tightly wrapped around Zhao Hui's iron hoop. His arms and back were about to break. He couldn't breathe in his chest, but listening to Zhao Hui's hoarse and firm voice, for some reason, he suddenly felt relieved.

I'm not a monster, but strangely, you guys who regard me as a monster...

The two hugged each other for a long time, and Wanqi Linmu coughed and said, "He Hua?"

Zhaohui then let go of He Hua. He Hua looked up at Wanqi Linmu. Wanqi Linmu said, "You are really He Hua? Is He Shui's junior brother?"

Although He Hua remembered his name, he was only limited to his name, and there were some scattered fragments. He didn't expect anything else. It seemed that there was a big forest covered with fog in his mind, and he couldn't see anything clearly...

He Hua narrowed her eyes and thought for a while, and suddenly she felt her head hurt and could not remember anything. She took a breath of air conditioning, and gasped, "I don't remember...I don't know..."

He Hua looked very painful. Zhao Hui hugged He Hua, patted him gently on the back with comfort and said, "Be good, it's okay, don't think about it if you can't remember."

He Hua leaned in his arms a little exhausted, his expression faded, and he was sweating all over.

Wanqi Linmu did not get any answer, but at least they knew that the young guide was He Hua. From the records they saw before, he could learn something that He Hua was He Mingran's youngest disciple, that is, He Shui and He Ling's junior brothers.

Although He Hua is the most talented among He Leran's disciples, he has no ambitions and doesn't care much about anything. After He Leran's "dead", He Hua left the Xiang tribe and went to seclusion.

As for how He Hua and He Shui entered the desert later, how they accidentally ate figs, how they lost their memories, and how they were infected with the insects, He Hua didn't remember them, and no one could give them the answer.

Wanqi Linmu looked at He Hua's corpse on the ground and whispered: "So... He Hua probably doesn't remember this."

The answers they got were far less complicated than the confusing mysteries. Although they knew that the young guide was He Hua himself, how could he explain He Hua's body?

After doing this, the corpse in the coffin of the cave was also He Hua's body. The faceless corpse buried in the sand pit was as deep as the sand, and the intact corpse in front of them, a total of three corpses, plus a living person from He Hua.

Four Hehua...

Luo Shen said: "What's strange is that He Hua himself is not a soul."

Some people will separate souls after they die because of their strong obsession and certain characteristics. Soul and soul are not the same. In the eyes of ordinary people, souls are no different from living people, but souls have no entity.

The Hehua in front of everyone is a living Hehua, not a existence like Soul.

"This is even more strange..." Wanqi Linmu said: "How many flowers are there in this world?"

"In your arms..." He Hua suddenly said softly: "There is something in your arms."

He said, pointing to his body.

Wanqi Linmu looked down and saw that there was something in the corpse's arms, which was stored close to the body. Because of the action of taking off the backpack, the thing was taken out of a corner.

Luo Shen didn't let Wanqi Linmu move, so he took off the thing himself and pulled it down and saw that it was a piece of paper.

Because it took too long, the paper became a little crisp and yellow, and it almost broke when it was pinched in the hand.

"What is this?" Wanqi Linmu leaned over and looked at it. It was a drawing with a large circle on it, which was divided into eight parts like Bagua, but it was different from Bagua. Each part had numbers written, which made Wanqi Linmu dazzled.

Luo Shen frowned and said, "It's like a deduction picture."

But Luo Shen can't explain clearly what the specific deduction picture is, and he has never seen it before.

He Hua glanced at it, shook her head, and said, "I don't remember."

Sure enough, I don’t remember it. If He Hua suddenly said he remembered something, Wanqi Linmu would be surprised.

Wanqi Linmu said: "Let's leave here first. Although I took the fragrant powder, this tomb chamber is too weird, and the stamens are still sprinkling powder."

Everyone nodded, Zhaohui helped He Hua up and said, "Can you leave?"
To be continued...