Without saying a word, Zhao Yunlan slowly lowered his head, raised his hand and held his chin, and removed the smile on his face. His eyes were not cold, but it seemed a little helpless and lonely - he could not show Chen Wei that he was in the interrogation room.

"Look at me." Zhao Yunlan said, "I want you to explain everything you do yourself one by one. I don't want to waste brain cells to guess things by myself now-Chen Wei, I love you and don't want to suspect you. Some things are too much hurting your feelings, but I don't want to hear the truth from others. I have refreshed countless lower limits for you, and I have committed mischief countless times, but you do this again..."

He paused slightly, and then said sternly: "Then I really want to turn against you."

Zhao Yunlan's expression was calm, and his tone was very different from his usual temper. He did not look aggressive at all. His lowered eyebrows and eyes did not look like he usually jumped. For a moment, he miraculously overlapped with the sages of the Great Wilderness Mountain in Chen Wei's memory, and it seemed to be reborn without any fault.

Chen Wei suddenly felt extremely fear in his heart. He had always looked down on the world for his lifetime. He didn't know what "fear" means, but at this moment he was so scared that his whole body trembled.

He knew, Chen Wei thought, even if he tried his best to do so, he still knew.

The fear reached its peak. For a moment, the ten thousand-year-old ghost king almost wanted to follow his instinct and pounced on him and killed the man directly. He handled this problem simply and roughly like his fellow tribe. When he swallowed the other party's flesh and blood into his stomach bit by bit, the flesh and blood will blend together. Nothing in the world can threaten him like this. The slightest possibility of losing makes him tremble.

However, Chen Wei is no longer the young ghost king with a blank heart a thousand years ago. He has suppressed his instinct and nature in some almost harsh way, and has broken himself into a... warm and unconventional character that Kunlun Jun once described.

Restraint has almost become a habit engraved in his bones.

Chen Wei's breathing stopped, and his already pale face became more and more like snow, and there was no trace of blood.

An indescribable chill came out from his heart, like a silent clear spring that moistened things, not violent, but it penetrated into his limbs in an instant. When Chen Wei came to his senses, he found that his limbs were actually numb.

Zhao Yunlan just waited for him with great patience - all his lifelong patience seemed to be put on Chen Wei.

Zhao Yunlan gently inserted his ten fingers into his hair, caressing them carefully, and couldn't say what he felt in his heart for a while. His fingers unconsciously wrapped around his heavy and soft hair, and suddenly remembered the long hair that day covered the bed.

Unparalleled beauty, as if it was a different world.

Zhao Yunlan was stunned for a while, unable to say what it felt like to be bitter, sweet and sweet in his heart. He rationally knew that he was dealing with a very serious matter, but he was too lazy to think about anything in his heart.

Perhaps sometimes, when a person walks to a certain place where he is in a dilemma, he hopes that time will stop at that moment, so that he can stop there without moving forward or looking back, just stopping there with deceiving himself.

However, all the watches in the world are moving forward, and time cannot stop for anyone.

Zhao Yunlan's movement paused for a moment. He closed his eyes and opened it again. He moved the chair behind the desk to opposite Chen Wei, dragged the coffee table between the two of them, and then walked into the kitchen and took out a set of dusty tea sets from a storage cabinet that had not been opened for unknown periods.

This person who usually needs to buy instant noodles, but just to wash one less dish, took twenty minutes to clean the whole set of teapots and cups with little clumsiness.

He seemed to want to calm himself down by finding something to do.

Then he put the solid wood tea tray on the coffee table, opened the fire silently, boiled water in the small kettle, turned out a tea pot from under the coffee table, looked up and asked Chen Wei: "Is Tieguanyin OK?"

Whether it was Tieguanyin or Clay Bodhisattva, Chen Wei was just staring at Zhao Yunlan.

When Zhao Yunlan went to the kitchen, Chen Wei's eyes followed him to the kitchen. When he washed his cups, Chen Wei's eyes turned to the cleaning table, as if he had a wrong eyeball and Zhao Yunlan would disappear from him.

Zhao Yunlan silently burned the cup, washed the tea leaves, and finally placed the first cup of tea in front of Chen Wei.

The fragrance spreads with the water vapor, but unfortunately no one has the heart to appreciate it.

Chen Wei took it unconsciously, and his hands trembled so that half a cup of water from the small teacup, which was not big.

Feeling the hot, Chen Wei lowered his eyes, stabilized his hands, and maintained this stiff movement for a long time. Then he brought the teacup to his mouth, took a sip, and asked in a hoarse voice: "How did you know?"

"The memory in the great god is very exquisite... very exquisite." Zhao Yunlan tilted his head slightly, as if he was listening to the boiling sound of water. "It is so exquisite that it connects almost everything I knew at that time, but it is a completely different story. It can not only stir my mood to almost be unable to suppress myself in an instant, but also leave enough flaws to allow me to react something wrong as soon as I calm down."

Chen Wei had no expression on his face. When his face was no expression on his face, his calm eyebrows were so beautiful that they were almost charming, almost captivating.

"Actually, I should have known that if the false memories in the great god tree were created by others to mislead me, it would be too unwise. Because you were by my side at that time, wouldn't I ask you in detail when I had doubts? Once your words were inconsistent with the things inside, who would I choose to believe?" Zhao Yunlan lowered his eyes and looked at him. After a while, he asked, "So you deduced what I knew through the few words I fooled the ghost face on the top of Kunlun Mountain, right?"

Chen Wei was silent for a moment and admitted calmly: "Yes."

Things have reached this point, and it is all about losing their identity by messing around or trying hard to cover up. He simply chooses to face it openly.

Zhao Yunlan looked at him without blinking and said, "In such a short time, he made up such a complete set. Why are you so amazing? Ghost face is so embarrassed to claim that he is twins. Your DNA is definitely different. Apart from looking like alike, I don't think there is anything similar to each other, and my IQ is not of the same level."

Shen Wei sat upright and straight as if he was meditating.

"At that time, everything was led to Shennong. In your story, Shennong was placed on a special role, and then he deliberately said the words about long-term, life and death in the image of Shennong. Is it because you guessed that the troublesome Shennong pot will definitely come out to remind me in this way once you notice something. "Zhao Yunlan smiled bitterly, "This can be gambled by you. Not only are you amazing, but you are also lucky."

Chen Wei was silent for a longer time and admitted again: "Yes."

"I really like you, really... I have never liked a second person so much in my life." When Zhao Yunlan said this, there was a moment on her face, and her expression was so sad that it was uncontrollable. However, just by the flash of lightning, he returned to normal, as if everything was just someone else's illusion, but his voice paused for a moment, and his voice continued hoarsely, "I don't want to doubt you. When I tried to think about that clever and clever memory and guess who was deliberately misleading me, I didn't take you into consideration at all."

Chen Wei was still sitting there with an expression of being about to become an immortal, but a ferocious blue veins suddenly burst out from the back of his hand.

"The second time I felt something was wrong was in front of the big seal stone of Nuwa's back earth." Zhao Yunlan lowered his voice, "Most of it were the two of us together. Nuwa only appeared in a flash in the pan for a moment, leaving behind two sceptical words. Those two sentences were very clever, and each word implied that the incident back then was a tragedy, and the source of the tragedy was Shennong."

Zhao Yunlan said this and let out a sigh of relief: "But this time you are not lucky. Then I met Ghost Face. He accidentally said something to me, and he said 'There are all the memories of Nuwa's. Is there only two words for Nuwa's memory? I was very confused at the time and didn't react. I even asked about the relationship between my left shoulder soul fire and Shennong. Ghost Face's reaction at that time... It was like I should have known something."

"Later he laughed loudly. He wanted to say something to me, but you forced the sentence to be interrupted by you. Now when he thinks about it, he probably heard that even the memories in the Great Seal Stone were tampered with by you... but I guess this time you didn't make up, but deleted some and deliberately left some."

Chen Wei did not admit it or deny it. It was already dusk, and the lights were not turned on in the house, and the light dimmed. This man was like the gods who were offering sacrifices to the temple without sorrow and joy.

"But I still subconsciously eliminated you from the scope of suspicion, even though my intuition has pointed me in the direction - do you think I am a little careless?" Zhao Yunlan sighed, "I used to think that the second pussy is the humble self-proclaimed by a smart person, but now I realize that I am really an absolute second pussy."

"I saw the old man with full suspicion about Shennong... Well, is that Shennong himself?"

"No, Shennong is dead," Chen Wei said, "that was just a phantom left when he was alive."

"No wonder, I can laugh so happily when I was cut from the beginning with a knife." Zhao Yunlan sighed and stretched out his hand to Chen Wei, "Water Dragon Ball - I mean that scale, can I return it to me now?"

Chen Wei hesitated for a moment, took out the scales of the water dragon ball from his arms and placed them next to the tea tray.

Zhao Yunlan clamped it up with two fingers and looked over and over again for a while: "It looks like a snake scale... is it Fuxi's or Nuwa's?"

Chen Wei seemed to have become an automatic server, and he would answer any questions: "It's Nuwa."

"The water dragon ball brought me back eleven years ago. I followed Shenpean Chemical Bowl and went down to the Huangquan. I saw you. You and the medicine bowl attached to my father were both back and forth. They all seemed to be disliked by the other party. I felt that your behavior was like a stranger."

"I didn't believe it was true, but I felt it was true, so I went to the ghost town to buy a book - the one I had tracked down from the source two days ago. At that time, the owner of the grocery store in the ghost town told me that it was bought by myself eleven years ago. Sure enough, the existence of that book can prove that everything I saw happened."

Chen Wei frowned.

"The name of that book is "Ancient Secrets". I read it before going to the top of Kunlun Mountain. If it weren't for it, I might not have gone to Kunlun at all." Zhao Yunlan slowed down his speech. He suddenly wanted to smoke a cigarette, so he fell silent and gently knocked on the table with a lighter.

A small flame jumped up, and the sound of burning cigarette paper was particularly obvious when it was ignited.

"That book was on me at that time, but when I was brought back by the water dragon ball to eleven years ago, it turned into a roll of empty paper, because there was another book of "Ancient Secrets" in that time and space. When I was brought back by you, it disappeared - yes, I haven't asked yet, how did you bring me back?"

"The soul-killing sword can break everything." Chen Wei stretched out his finger and gently lit up Zhao Yunlan's eyebrows. Through Chen Wei's pupils, Zhao Yunlan saw a flash of golden light on his forehead. Chen Wei said, "Your soul has my mark. As long as I have enough time, I can find you. What's wrong with that book... "The Ancient Secrets"?"

"The handwriting in the book disappeared eleven years ago and turned into a roll of white paper. I threw it into the Forgetful River Water eleven years ago." Zhao Yunlan said.

Chen Wei looked at Zhao Yunlan, and with his mentality and tricks, he already understood what Shennong had done.

"On the one hand, Shennong reminded me to be careful of you, and on the other hand, he explained something to me - not the last paragraph he wanted to say, but the one I began to hint when I was taken away by the water dragon ball. He was hinting at the word "reincarnation".

Chen Wei didn't say anything, Zhao Yunlan went on: "Look, I bought the book, and found it several years later. After reading it, I felt suspicious and went to pursue its origin. I found that the buyer was myself, and then I was sent back eleven years ago. I really bought that book myself - this is a cycle of reincarnation that connects the beginning and end. After leaving this cycle, the "Ancient Secrets" disappeared, and it stayed in that cycle forever. People who live on the huge sphere cannot go to the boundary, and the path of rotation around a fixed circle is infinite. In the cycle of reincarnation, life is death, death is life, life is gone, and life is gone, and life is gone without the essential distinction between life and death, and there is no real "death", which is also in line with Fuxi's Bagua idea."

Chen Wei suddenly lowered his head and couldn't help laughing at himself: "You don't need to say anything, I understand."

Zhao Yunlan turned his head and exhaled a smoke ring, silently.

"So you knew at that time that the fake memories of the great god Muli were definitely not made by Shennong - the saint is the saint, five thousand years before and five thousand years later. When the phantoms were left, Nuwa snake scales and oral secret records were left, I was probably counted as it is now - it was linked together, and the beginning and end echoed, this was the work of the head of the Three Emperors." Chen Wei said softly, "I really can't compare to him."

Zhao Yunlan narrowed his eyes in a burst of white smoke, picked up the teapot, and poured another cup of tea for Chen Wei: "No, you are just different people, just stand in different positions. In fact, when the great god Muli raised the flag to rebel and rebelled, the grief and anger in his heart were not mine, but yours, right?"

Chen Wei unconsciously picked up the small cup of purple clay, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it. He didn't know what he smelled. At the end, he smiled bitterly: "I just hated that I didn't get old and enlightened, but I still couldn't catch up with that war between gods and demons."

Zhao Yunlan picked up the kettle and added hot water to the teapot: "I lied to me for such a big circle, can I tell me the truth now?"

Chen Wei asked in a low voice: "Do you really want to hear?"
Chapter completed!