Meng Shuai looked at him in shock. Old Shui had already filled himself with a bowl again and said, "I don't know what I do. My mind is blank. It's just that when I dream about it at midnight, I will dream of what happened before..."

Meng Shuai held his breath and said, "What did you dream of?"

Old Shui raised his head, as if he was trying to think about something. After a while, he said: "The water... is all water."

Meng Shuai said "Ah?" and Old Shui said, "I can always see a large area of ​​water in my dreams, dark blue, no edges, and wider than the desert. There are huge waves on the water. Do you believe that the waves of the river are simply not worth mentioning when compared with it."

Meng Shuai said, "That's the sea." He thought to himself: What's so strange about the sea? It's like he has never seen anyone.

Seeing that Mr. Shui had arrived again, Meng Shuai was afraid that something would happen to him to drink, so he quickly took it off, poured a glass of his own wine glass, and said, "This - just drink it with this."

Shui Lao took a sip and drank it all, and suddenly coughed, his face flushed, and he leaned on the table, unable to stop coughing.

Meng Shuai patted him and said, "What's the hurry you are? Is there anything you can't tell you over the beginning?"

Mr. Shui slowly stopped coughing, leaned on the table for a while, stopped drinking, ate a bite of vegetables, and said, "Speak again? OK, then let's talk again again. My turn again...that's six years ago."

Meng Shuai calculated the time, which was a little time before Shuilai came to school to teach, and said, "Do you remember what happened at that time?"

Mr. Shui said: "It's also memorable to remember. That morning, when I opened my eyes, I found myself sleeping in a desert with sunlight above my head and hot sand around me. I only have a bag around me, and I was wearing the same clothes as today, but I didn't know who I was."

Meng Shuai thought to himself: Maybe you are a real person who has lost his memory, so we may still be fellow villagers. I will face you with a "Heavenly King of Heaven" and I don't know how you answered correctly. He said: "What did you carry with you? What clues do you have?"

Old Shui said, "What's the matter? I brought a bag of gold and silver. In addition, it was this pot of grass leaves." He patted the bonsai on the table with one hand and opened the bag, but saw golden, white flowers, and flashing light, all of which were gold and silver ingots.

In an instant, the light shone brightly, and several eyes shot over, full of aggressiveness.

Meng Shuai was so scared that he hurriedly covered it up and said, "Damn, how can this thing be exposed?" He looked around and smiled foolishly. After everyone turned their heads with their own thoughts and did not look here, he calmed down a little. He stopped his smile and suddenly said, "Since that's the case, how heavy should this bag be?"

He reached out to lift his hand, but felt heavy when he got it. He almost couldn't lift one arm, and he was shocked. You must know that his hand could also lift nearly a hundred kilograms of stone locks, and the gold and silver were really a big hit.

He was even more surprised. Shui Lao was carrying a bag all the way, and it seemed that he was light and fluttering. He thought he was changing clothes, but he didn't expect that it was such a heavy gold and silver. How strong should he be?

Mr. Shui said, "Is it strange? I also find it strange. Not only that, after I woke up, I walked aimlessly in the desert, walking for a day and night, with the scorching sun above my head and the yellow sand. I am not thirsty, I am not hungry, and I am not tired. I don't know what this means, I only know that it doesn't seem normal."

Meng Shuai was amazed and said, "This should be a manifestation of practicing martial arts to an extremely high level. You are holding gold and silver, and it's so great..." Suddenly, he felt moved and said, "Is he a lone thief who travels thousands of miles a day and thieves thousands of families at night? He just committed a huge case in the depths of the desert and returned in triumph. He suddenly had a serious illness and lost his memory. The gold and silver on his body were all stolen?

Although I thought so, Meng Shuai didn't show any signs, so he just listened to Mr. Shui quietly and said: "Later, on the way, I met a camel team doing business from outside, and followed him back to the Central Plains. When I passed by Gualingdu, I found a place to settle down in the school."

Meng Shuai said: "Since you don't have to worry about food and clothing, what is the reason for insisting on teaching here? Do you think about it for a while?"

Mr. Shui said, "You old shipowner keeps me. When he saw me, he probably found something special. He insisted on keeping me and said he was paying attention to three meals a day. When I saw him enthusiastic, he stayed there. But I didn't know what to teach, and I only had this short sentence in my mind, so I took it out to teach you. I also knew that the students were impatient, but I didn't want to have an anomaly of you. I originally thought you were lazy, but I didn't expect that seeing you are strong day by day, I obviously practiced martial arts hard at home. Since you are willing to practice martial arts diligently, you are still willing to accompany me, an old man. One is that you are kind-hearted, and the other is that we are afraid that we teachers and students are destined to be together."

Meng Shuai said a few times, and said to himself: "It turns out that you know everything, you are confused outside, and you understand it in your heart. Unfortunately, you are destined to be with you. He has been with you for five years, and I have only been with you for a few months. Obviously, his fate is ten times greater than mine."

Mr. Shui looked at him with a gentle expression and said, "I thought you were just a kind-hearted child, but today I saw the real color. I didn't expect that you, a child, are not lacking in wit and courage, although the qualifications are a little worse..."

Speaking of this, Meng Shuai moved his face and said to himself: You can even tell me that my qualifications are poor, and I understand a lot. Even my brother is conjecture of my qualifications based on my progress in martial arts. You can tell at a glance that this is still the master's eyesight? What have you forgotten?

Mr. Shui continued: "Qualification depends on heaven, and practice is in person. This sentence is the most correct. With your temperament and the perseverance of practicing day and night, you will definitely become a great person. I thought for a long time that if one day I recover my memory, I will accept you as my disciple and complete this fate of master and disciple. But God has never given me this opportunity."

Shaking his head slightly, Old Shui sighed: "I want to keep the fate of master and disciple for one day, so I ask you every day if you will come tomorrow. If you come tomorrow, I will have one more day to recover my memory. But today I will leave. It seems that your fate has ended here, and there is no legitimate relationship between master and disciple for the end of the day." As he said that, he drank a glass of wine again and said, "Things in the world are like this, how can everything be as satisfactory? Drink a glass of wine today, let's part." He poured the wine glass in front of him and returned it to Meng Shuai.

Meng Shuai ended up drinking and drank it all. The wine was spicy and left along his throat, bringing up a trace of memory from his previous life. Looking at Old Shui, he said: Although the previous impressions were all wrong, we were almost the same after all. You wanted to find the past, but you were still powerless. I knew the past very well, but I could never go back. In this way, we are destined to be destined. But since you want money and strength, why should I worry? As for memory, I am in a hurry...

memory?

A thought suddenly passed by, and Meng Shuai stood up suddenly.

The people around were shocked by the sound again. It seemed that Meng Shuai smiled awkwardly, sat down slowly, buried his head and hid for a while before slowly taking out a crystal fruit from his pocket.

This is the memorial left to him by the Black Soil World. He personally thinks it seems to be a good thing to nourish memory.

However, this is also his inference based on his own situation. Whether it is reliable is still possible.

Even if it is true, can it be used on others other than yourself?

Although she has always regarded this crystal fruit as her own private property, especially because it was exchanged for her old body, which is not only precious, but also a little less, Meng Shuai still took it out without hesitation in this atmosphere.

I'm afraid there will be no chance in the future, so I'll just make a good relationship.

He slowly moved his hand from under the table to close to Shui Lao. This distance should allow the use of points to transfer from himself to the other party. If this fruit can only be used on himself, there is nothing he can do.

With a click, the fruit shattered.

A ray of light flew out from the middle of the fruit and fell into Shui Lao's body accurately.

Old Shui's eyes lit up after being drunkenly foggy, and then closed it again.

Meng Shuai waited for a while, pushed Mr. Push Shui and said, "Teacher, what are you thinking about now?"

Shui Lao opened his eyes, and Meng Shuai was disappointed all of a sudden, but he was still a pair of confused eyes.

Sure enough, Old Shui was already confused and said, "What did you remember?"

Useless!

After drinking another drink with Mr. Shui, Meng Shuai said in his heart that it was fake not to be disappointed. After thinking about it, he made up his mind:

Try again!

He was impulsive and came out another one.

Bang—Another subtle light.

Old Shui's eyes flashed again, but his confused expression once again appeared like a rising tide, and soon drowned all his reason. His trembling hands grabbed the wine glass again, and drank another glass.

Meng Shuai was worried and disappointed again, and stopped Shui Lao and said, "Stop drinking, your body can't stand it."

Seeing that the sun had already set and the night was coming, I would definitely not be able to get on the road now. Not to mention Mr. Shui, I couldn't go home anymore, so I called the waiter and said, "Do you have accommodation here? We have to rest when you open a room." After thinking about it, I said, "Do you have animals here? Hire a car tomorrow morning, and our old man is going to rush on the road." Anyway, Mr. Shui is rich, and if you have money, you should enjoy better conditions.

The waiter agreed to go, and Shui Lao was already drinking and lying on the table.

Meng Shuai looked at him and hesitated in his heart. He also had a crystal fruit.

The last one.

Do you want to use it together?

After hesitating for a long time, he still couldn't take it out. This was his last fruit and the last little asset left by his body. Whether it was useful or not, he still wanted to leave it to himself.
Chapter completed!