In the bustling market, Li Muran, dressed in green clothes, just walked out of a bookstore and was stopped by an old man holding the flag of "Looking at the face and telling fortunes". ≤,w≥ww.↖m

"Little brother, you look at your extraordinary aura and you must be a noble person. Let the old man calculate a fortune for you and not take any money!" The old man looked at Li Muran with a flattering look and enthusiastically reached out to pull Li Muran's sleeve.

Li Muran immediately looked disgusted: "I have said it many times. Scholars do not believe in ghosts and gods, so they don't need fortune telling at all. Go and find other guests!"

After saying that, Li Muran waved his hands quickly, pulled out his sleeves, and walked quickly to get rid of the old man's entanglement.

The old man smiled behind him and said, "If you don't agree for a day, the old man will not give up for a day until you are willing to let the old man calculate a fortune for you! Unless you will not come to the market to borrow books from now on!"

Li Muran frowned when he heard this, turned around and said, "Why is this trouble for the old man? I have no grudges and no grudges with you, so why bother me!"

The old man smiled and said, "Just counting one divination, and it is clear in advance that the money is not taken. If the calculation is not accurate, the little brother will think that the old man is nonsense and has no losses. Why should he keep others from thousands of miles away?"

"Okay!" Li Muran sighed and sat next to the Gua Beach on the street with the old man.

The old man immediately put on the square crown on his head, sat upright, and asked seriously: "What do you want to be a little brother? Is it wealth or longevity, good or bad luck or marriage?"

"Whatever!" Li Muran said without any worries.

The old man nodded and said, "The little brother is handsome and talented. The marriage is just a time before it comes. There will always be a happy day, so there is no need to calculate too much. As for wealth, the little brother is a scholar. If he seeks wealth, he must study hard to get a subject in order to get a job. However, the little brother never borrows books such as academic names, which shows that he is not a person who desires wealth."

"As for lifespan, human life is determined by heaven. Whether to calculate or not, people are unable to correct it, so there is no need to make it clear. As for good and bad, the so-called misfortune is where good and good fortune depend on, and good fortune depends on misfortune. There is gain and loss. Good and bad fortune depend on each other. Nothing in the world is absolutely great and great luck!"

Li Muran was stunned: "Listen to what the old man said, there is no need for fortune telling, no matter whether it is good or bad, longevity, or wealth, there is no need for fortune telling. So why should the old man do this job? Why should he pull the young man to count a fortune?"

The old man smiled and said, "The old man tells fortunes, not to really calculate the future, nor to predict the future. He just says a few words to the guests and dedicates his preferences. If he can give a few more words to the guests and relieve the guests' worries, the guests will be very satisfied. Even if he finds something inconsistent in the future, he will not really come to trouble the old man."

"As for the old man, he must count a fortune for the little brother, because the old man discovered that the little brother is also a person with concern!"

"Full of thoughts?" Li Muran was stunned, then shook his head and smiled: "The young student reads a lot of books all day long, immersed in them, does not seek wealth and fame, and does not fight with the world, so he has no worries!"

"This may not be!" said the old man: "People who are not in conflict with the world may also be full of thoughts, but their thoughts are different from those who are obsessed with interests! Can the little brother report their birth date and let the old man divine you?"

"I'm sorry!" Li Muran shook his head and said, "A few months ago, the young student fell seriously ill. After waking up, he couldn't remember anything. He didn't know his life at all, let alone his birth date and horoscope!"

The old man shook his head and sighed: "Maybe it's not that the little brother can't remember it, but that the little brother doesn't want to remember it!"

"How do you say this?" Li Muran was stunned again. After a few words, he found that the old fortune teller talked unusually, and seemed to have mystery in every sentence.

The old man said: "The old man heard that when people encounter extremely painful things, they may choose to forget, because once they forget, the pain will disappear. People can continue to be paralyzed when they live in forgetting, so they are unwilling to remember the past. Gradually, they really suppress the past in their minds, and they will never even remember it again! The reason why people have too many troubles is often because they have a good memory!"

"The reason why people have too many troubles is often because they have a good memory!" Li Muran murmured and repeated the old man's last sentence. Suddenly, he felt that this sentence was a little familiar. It seemed that someone had said this to him, and it seemed that he had seen it in a certain book.

"Little brother, have you really forgotten it, or do you don't want to remember the past?" the old man asked Li Muran.

"This..." Li Muran was also confused for a moment: "The young actor is not very clear."

The old man smiled and continued, "In fact, the more painful memory is, the sweeter it is. If there is no such thing as a bond when we are together, how can there be reluctance when we part; if there is no such joy when we are born, how can there be sadness when we die! If we choose to forget, what we forget is not only the pain that cannot be looked back on, but also the unforgettable sweetness. The reason why a person is special is not because of his appearance - his appearance is just a skin, and what is really impossible to copy is his memory! A person with memories is a complete person."

Li Muran's heart moved when he heard this and nodded silently.

"Little brother, do you want to know your origin?" The old man said again: "Look, you have a strange and detailed landscape painting tattooed on your arm. How could an ordinary scholar without a story have such a pattern tattooed on your arm?"

Li Muran gently touched the tattoo on his arm and whispered: "The young actor is indeed quite confused about this!"

The old man said again: "Little brother, do you want to remember everything? Once you choose to remember, you have to bear it yourself, whether it is pain or sweetness!"

Li Muran pondered for a moment when he heard this, then nodded vigorously: "I do want to remember everything. No matter what it is, since it is something I have experienced myself, I should naturally bear it myself!"

"Okay!" The old man smiled slightly, and he took out two bronze mirrors from his arms and handed them to Li Muran.

"With these two mirrors, you will leave here and remember everything at the same time!" said the old man.

Li Muran took the bronze mirror and looked at it. He found that the two sides looked exactly the same, and even had some rusty ordinary bronze mirrors. He was skeptical and asked the old man: "Can these two mirrors really make me remember everything?"

The old man nodded solemnly: "It must be!"

"Thank you for your advice!" Li Muran said, "I wonder what the old man should call him?"

The old man showed a mysterious smile and said, "The old man can't tell you yet, but old man, one day, you and I will see you again. By that time, you will naturally understand everything!"

Li Muran looked down at the mirror again and asked, "I wonder how to use these two mirrors?"

The old man did not answer. Li Muran looked up and wanted to ask again, but found that at some point, the old man had disappeared without a trace.

"Old sir!" Li Muran stood up and looked around, but could not see the old man at all.

Holding two mirrors, Li Muran slowly walked out of the market and came to his residence - a slightly shabby bamboo forest cottage in the suburbs.

Li Muran repeatedly played with the two bronze mirrors. For some reason, he always felt that these two bronze mirrors were indescribable and seemed to have a close connection with him.

Li Muran tried to polish the bronze mirror as much as possible to vaguely reflect his appearance - but this appearance was so strange, as if he was not looking in the mirror, but looking at a stranger.

"Who am I?"

"Why am I here?"

"What memories did I lose?"

"What's going on with these two bronze mirrors?"

For a moment, Li Muran was very confused, and even the books he borrowed from the Bookstore today were put aside.

The sky gradually darkened, and when it was almost night, Li Muran lit an oil lamp.

Not long after, a pair of moths with seven-colored wings came to the bamboo house. The moths circled around Li Muran and stopped on Li Muran's desk again.

In fact, every night, these beautiful seven-color moths will come to his bamboo house, as if attracted by the dim lights.

Li Muran drove them away several times at first, but every time they insisted on flying over, Li Muran had to ignore them. Anyway, the moths would not disturb him reading under the lamp.

That night, Li Muran was in a complicated mood. He didn't read a book, so he stretched out his hand and grabbed the pair of moths. The moths fell into his palm without fear.

"What a beautiful pair of moths!" Li Muran held it in his palm, looked at it carefully, and couldn't help but praise.

The moth stayed in Li Muran's palm for a moment, and suddenly flapped its wings and flew up, and then stopped on the pair of bronze mirrors respectively.

No matter how Li Muran drove away, the moths stopped tightly on the two bronze mirrors and refused to leave!

"Do you also know that this mirror is unusual?" Li Muran was curious. He found that these two moths were using all their strength to move the bronze mirror.

"How can the power of a moth be moved?!" Li Muran smiled slightly and shook his head.

He was about to pick up the bronze mirror, but suddenly, the bronze mirror was really moved by a moth and flew into the air!

Li Muran was shocked. He was watching the scene with a look of surprise. Suddenly, the two bronze mirrors face each other with the mirrors facing each other and gathered together under the movement of two moths.

At that moment, a mirror light burst out from it, covering both Li Muran and two moths.

Li Muran only felt his eyes lit up, and he didn't know where he was in an instant, but at the same time, countless thoughts poured into his mind.
Chapter completed!