Chapter 157 Memory
Shangxian Jian was silent, the silence was deafening.
Jin Long moved his lips, then moved his lips again.
There was the roar of the train at my feet, and it took about three minutes for it to disappear.
Cheng Mai sneered, with a strong sense of irony.
Jin Long's eyes averted and he remained silent.
Shang Xingjian reacted for a while, "The times are developing and society is progressing."
Great, that’s a good reason!
The tunnel was opened ten years ago. It is easy to find developers, but it is not so easy to find the people who built the mountain.
Cheng Mai leaned on the stone pillar beside the railway, looking at the gravel in front of him, "Can't the mighty God know the affairs of the world?"
Merchant Jian watched the train pass in front of him, "I wonder why the shoal has been stuck in this shoal for so many years."
It turns out that the consciousness was taken away by someone.
Cheng Mai looked at Shang Xingjian, "So Sanze is Yunting Shenjun? Huan Jinlong's son, he pretends to be like him."
"They have such a fate. Yunting controls the clouds and rain, and he has a connection with the dragon and monster clan. I just make it happen for them."
Cheng Mai was too lazy to look down on him, "What should we do now? Why don't you figure out where his consciousness was taken?"
Shanghang Jian moved her fingertips, and finally let go, "Let Shen Luo go check it out, I'm a big boss..."
"You can't forget it, right?" Cheng Mai looked at him up and down, "Shang Xingjian, there is always a price to pay for fighting against the sky. You are already paying, right?"
"It's not a price, it's just that as a big boss, I can't do everything myself." Shang Xingjian said with a smile.
Chengmai made a sound, turned and left, "Besides fishing, you haven't done anything."
"That's the biggest thing." Shang Xingjian emphasized, "But you reminded me, since Yunting's consciousness will not be recovered for a while, let's go fishing first."
Cheng Mai, who was walking in front, stopped and looked back with a bit of disbelief, "I said you..."
"The boat will naturally straighten up when it reaches the bridge. If the sky falls, I will still be there. No matter what happens, they will be able to withstand it."
Cheng Mai watched Shang Xingjian leave, muttered a few words before following him, "What on earth is in those memories that you care so much about?"
"You have my feelings."
Cheng Mai: "..." It's still a day to practice endurance.
"Otherwise, I really don't understand why some people are so indifferent to me. What do you think?" Shang Xingjian suddenly turned around and came back. This was said in her ear, "Do you think there is something wrong in that memory?" There are also other things, such as Qingsi.”
Cheng Mai looked at Shang Xingjian coldly, "So?"
"If there is really love, does it mean that the Sui Xing Shenjun did not have no feelings for me back then, and does it mean that there was also something about the calamity that happened when he came to earth..."
"You talk so much that you don't want to go fishing?"
"Fishing, fishing." Shang Xingjian walked a few steps quickly in a good mood, and even hummed a few lines of a song.
Cheng Mai took a deep breath and finally followed.
On the way, Shen Luo was arranged to check on the people who built the railway to see if anyone had taken away anything. This matter must be done as soon as possible.
After Shen Luo murmured that there was no one around, Cheng Mai decisively hung up the phone.
Cheng Mai followed up, looked at Shang Xingjian, who was fishing with old equipment, and sat down next to him, "Shang Xingjian..."
"Don't ask, don't tell." Shangxing said simply and continued fishing.
Cheng Mai shut up and stopped asking, but changed the topic, "The new boundary is now being established steadily, and it shouldn't take long to achieve the results you want."
"These people are not reliable in other ways, but they are still very reliable in handling these things. I have nothing to worry about." It seems that Chushang Jian is very satisfied with the current progress. It's just that what he is thinking in his mind should be Few people know it anymore.
Shang Xingjian was fishing seriously, while Cheng Mai held his chin and kept looking at the calm water. It didn't look like there were fish in this place.
"Actually, you can't find the fish, right? Shang Xingjian, with your ability, you can find the drop of water even if it drops into the sea. It's just a fish, can you really not find it?"
"Then you're overthinking it. That fish has been banned by you, so it's really hard for me to find it."
Cheng Mai: "..."
"I don't have any memory anyway. Who knows if some people are trying to trick people."
Shang Xingjian didn't tell much truth, so Cheng Mai didn't believe it.
Shang Xingjian smiled and continued fishing leisurely.
Cheng Mai turned around and saw that Shang Xingjian had put the cabin out again. She was bored and got up and went to the cabin.
The things in the wooden house have never changed. They are still the same as when she first saw them. Cheng Mai walked around inside a few times and felt familiar, but had no memory.
However, it sounds ironic that two gods once lived in such a place for a year.
Since it was Shang Xingjian's love tribulation, why would she hide her identity and go down to earth to spend this love tribulation with him?
And why does Shang Xingjian, as a naturally born god in the void world, have a love disaster?
Or the ruthless Taoist fate of killing his wife to prove his enlightenment?
Cheng Mai stood by the window and looked at Shang Jian who was fishing outside. He had too many secrets, but the biggest secret had been exposed.
He is like a secret base with no secrets.
There are many, many secrets in every petri dish. He doesn't tell them, doesn't mention them, and doesn't let anyone ask.
It's like there is a person walking forward in the eternal night, and there is only one person.
He took the light of life and looked for a place where it could be ignited.
After finding this place, he would light himself up, plant all the seeds, and then disappear into the world.
He should have been gone for a long, long time.
"Shang Xingjian, is this table too old?" Cheng Mai suddenly shouted.
"Made of golden nanmu."
Cheng Mai: "...Looking at this table, you have a pretty face. It should be worth a lot of money."
The force that his men slapped on the table became much lighter.
Cheng Mai continued to look at other furniture in the room, "This chair..."
"The doorway is made of dead wood."
Cheng Mai retracted his hand instantly.
"Look at your capitalist face. You just dump people if they are worthless."
"You'd better use your little ability sparingly, and don't forget to keep an eye on me when I catch your fish." Cheng Mai said with disdain.
"Then you don't need to worry. I don't need to monitor you for your little reaction." Shang Xingjian answered happily, as if he already knew her every move.
Cheng Mai walked to the bedside. There was a bell hanging beside the bed. When the wind blew, the sound was clear and crisp.
Cheng Mai raised her hand and stroked the bell. There was still no memory that made her know more about this room. What was in that memory that she had completely sealed?
"Cheng Mai, do you really want Shangshang Jian to find that memory of yours?" Cheng Mai asked himself in a low voice.
But will she be willing to not be able to find that memory?
She told Shen Luo that she liked Shang Xingjian, but that kind of liking seemed to be one-sided. She liked it verbally, but she couldn't find a deeper feeling, which came from emotions and the feeling of liking deep in her heart. .
That feeling of being sealed away by herself.