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"Who? Come out!" Wushuang was brave and looked directly with the sigh. The latest chapter interview: The white 'haired' yellow skin seemed to feel something, jumping back and forth on Wushuang's shoulders uneasily.

"Brother, we can't go, so we'd better go home quickly. What if we encounter some 'spirit' monster in the mountains?"

"Don't worry, we've seen any scary thing. It was in the middle of the night, and the sigh just now came from my heart. I was worried that someone would be in danger." Wushuang said.

"Haha... Wuliang Tianzun, you are kind, aren't you afraid of meeting fox fairies in this mountain?" Under the bushes, an old man with a white beard with a face full of "flowers" rested on the big tree.

This old man is amazing. He can no longer tell his age from his old face. He is wearing a dirty Taoist robe, with his hands floating and white hair draped over his shoulders, and his body is full of fairy-like Taoist priests. The old Taoist is thin and thin, and his face is covered with mud stains. Maybe he is a crazy Taoist priest.

When Bai Mao Huangxian saw the old Taoist's hair, it exploded. It trembled all over and jumped to the ground and hid behind the master, and used its little claws to snatch Wushuang's legs and peeked at the old Taoist. Bai Mao Huangxian accompanied Wushuang to experience many life and death disasters. Even if he encountered a real heaven, spirit, earth treasure like the Kitchen King Beast, he had never been as timid as today.

"Who are you?" Wushuang asked with his eyes narrowed, and he could guess something in his heart when he saw Bai's hair so frightened. Could it be that this guy's Taoism is hundreds of times higher than that of Xiao Bai? Is he a real demon king?

"Hehe... kid, should I ask you this? I'm tired of walking here and taking a rest, but you didn't expect you to get out." The old Taoist answered very naturally, not afraid of Wushuang who was aggressive in front of him.

Under the moonlight, Wushuang narrowed his eyes and did not avoid it. He stared at the old Taoist directly. From the top of his head, he saw that the old Taoist had a shadow, and an indescribable aura burst out all over his body. The aura was very powerful, maybe it was the legendary fairy aura.

"Sorry, Master Taoist, I just came back from the river and disturbed your practice. I hope you can forgive me. Then let's leave now." Wushuang felt that this was a hidden guy. I don't know if it was a true or evil person. Obviously, this old Taoist is definitely not an ordinary person, and his aura is far beyond Wushuang's acceptance range, and even surpasses the energy that a living person should have.

The bright moonlight fell from the sky, just passing through the tree canopy and hit Wushuang's neck, making the kui Fu hanging around his neck particularly eye-catching.

"Child, who gave you this pendant?" The old Taoist took the initiative to greet Wushuang without waiting for Wushuang to leave, but he was a little staggering and slow.

"Old man, are you a little polite? Are you asking this? This is my brother's ancestors, what's wrong? I have one too! Humph! I just won't show it to you!" The unruly Xiao Jin'hua stuck out her tongue and deliberately pulled out the brass bullet pendant on her neck and shook it.

"Fate? Haha... Xiaoqi, Xiaoqi! You have put a lot of effort into it! Otherwise, why do you say that 'female' is always more careful than men! Is it true that I can't calculate or not?" The old Taoist laughed loudly and said a lot of things they couldn't understand, which made the two of them confused.

"I'm not Xiaoqi, who are you talking about? Dirty old man, don't come over, my brother has weapons! We just came back from Dongzhu Tomb, were we scared? My brother is so amazing, he cut a bunch of Mizuse to death! Yes, there is Xiaobai, Xiaobai is so amazing, he is an evil immortal!" This little girl is still too young. She is pretending to be smart and is emitting smoke bombs, but between the lines, she 'handed' them and Xiaobai's bottom.

"Oh, girl is talking about this Huangxian? I heard that our Northeast Huangxian can find people. I wonder if this Huangxian with white hair also has this ability?" The old Taoist hooked his fingers and teased Xiaobai, but Xiaobai was determined to come out this time. He hid behind Wushuang's legs and glanced at the petrified ones, and didn't even dare to look at the old Taoist directly.

"Xiaobai! This dirty old Taoist must be a 'science' monster. Go and give him some color and look!" The childish little golden "hua" didn't know the true face of Lushan. She foolishly wanted Xiaobai to find someone in actual soul-catching skills, but no matter how hard she used Xiaobai, Xiaobai would not let go of Wushuang's 'pants' feet. When it saw this old Taoist, it was as timid as a mouse when he saw a cat.

"Jin'hua, this old Taoist is a bit weird. Let's leave quickly, don't argue with him." Wushuang is just a little fox, a thief. Even though you know you are a master, you can still wait for you to make things difficult for me? Hurry up and leave for thirty-six strategies.

"The 'yin' and yang' intercourse' are everywhere, and the world is full of gold dots, fighting back, walking on the mountain, and who will compete with the sound horse? The thousand-machine thieves' secrets, thousands of thieves, go to heaven, enter the earth, explore 'yin', and pass the fortune, and make a decision on the world with one word." The old Taoist was not in a hurry to chase them, but silently recited the mantra behind them in the late Qing Dynasty and early Republic of China.

Wushuang was stunned for a moment, and the broken tendon in his head seemed to be put together again. He recited this poem repeatedly in his mind. He stopped, looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and looked at the talisman hanging around his neck, and fell into meditation.

"Brother, go? Let's go home!" Jin'hua woke him up from his confusion.

Wushuang ignored Xiao Jin'hua, sent her little hand away, and limped and walked back with a tree branch.

"Who are you?" he asked.

"I am a person who has been forgotten by the world. It doesn't matter who I am. Child, what matters is that you must know who you are!"

Yes, who am I? Who am I?

The world is full of gold dots, fighting, walking on the mountain, and the horse is fighting against each other. The thousand-machine thieves are mysterious and sected, going to heaven, entering the earth, exploring the yin, traveling, and one word of a trivial word determines the universe.

This poem is so familiar, where have you heard it?

"I don't know, I don't know who I am, senior, please give me some advice!"

Xiao Jin'hua didn't want Wushuang to restore her former memories so early. At least he was hers before her good brother fell in love with him.

"Brother, are you stupid? You are my brother! Don't listen to this demented old Taoist going crazy here. Let's go, go home, and wait for us." Xiao Jin'hua pulled Wushuang, who was stunned in the spot, and walked back. He wished that this dirty old Taoist was a mute and didn't say a word to his good brother.

"Kuixing came to the world, unify the heroes, and the wild grass from all directions gathered in the heroic hall!" The old man also spoke a limerick.

"Kuixing...Kuixing...Kuixing? Thieves' Gate'... Changsheng Mountain... Wu Gongyao... Mo Xiaoqi... I am... I am..." Just a little bit short of it, the thousands of threads of memory popped up in Wushuang's mind, and only one medium that threaded a needle and thread could allow him to restore his memory. Even if he was so short, he could not recall who he was.

"You are Shuangshuang! You are my man!" How could Xiao Jin'hua allow Wushuang to remember everything he used to be so quickly? He shouted with his face holding Wushuang.
Chapter completed!