Under One Person: Communicating with Xiao Zizai about his condition at the beginning

Through the dense foliage.

Ma Xianhong came to a clearing in the woods.

I saw several figures sitting, standing or squatting on a large bluestone in the distance.

In the cool moonlight, only dark shadows stretched out.

But I can't see his face clearly.

"Old horse."

"haven't seen you for a long time."

A familiar voice came from the bluestone in the distance.

Ma Xianhong continued to approach.

Finally I saw the true faces of several people.

The one in the middle is Chen Zhuo.

He sat on the big bluestone, supporting himself with his hands.

To the left of Qingshi was a tall, imposing young man with a crew cut. To the right was a tall, middle-aged man with a gloomy face. In addition, there was a shriveled old man squatting beside Chen Zhu.

He had a smile on his face.

There is a hint of playfulness and cunning.

Ma Xianhong was a little surprised. At this moment, Chen Zhuo seemed both familiar and unfamiliar, and his temperament seemed to be as calm as before.

But it seems that he already has some of the majesty of a master of a sect.

"Dr. Chen?"

"How could you recognize me?!"

Ma Xianhong touched his face, as if to reconfirm that his face was completely different.

Chen Zhuo smiled and pointed at his head:

"Appearance can change, appearance can change."

"But the taste of your negative emotions can't be changed. It's full of doubt and hesitation."

"I can tell at first glance that you are Ma Xianhong."

Ma Xianhong was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly:

"That's what the girl in the cave said too. The mystical arts and abilities in this world are truly endless and unpredictable."

Chen Zhuo jumped down from the bluestone with both hands:

"How about it."

"How was your conversation with Chu Lan?"

Ma Xianhong may have thought of Zhang Chulan's shameless kneeling scene, and he couldn't help but stroke his forehead and sighed:

"It ended on bad terms."

"Both Zhang Chulan and Mr. Zhao from the company are just trying to sow discord and make me reveal my sister..."

A blue light flashed in Ma Xianhong's eyes.

"Forget it, let's not mention it."

"Are you here to...advise me, too?"

"Why not go with Zhang Chulan?"

Chen Zhuo shrugged:

"The company is the company, and we are Quanxing. Our stances are different, and our methods of doing things are also different."

"For example, the company can only promise that all your past experiences in Biyou Village will be forgiven and written off."

"But I can promise that I have a way to help you regain your memory... and unravel the confusion buried deep in your heart..."

Ma Xianhong was horrified:

"You, how do you know what I'm thinking?"

Of course Chen Zhuo couldn't say it directly. He was a book reader, so he copied Zhang Chulan's words and said with a smile:

"If you and the person behind you are truly flawless, how could you appear here?"

boom!

It was like a bolt from the blue that struck Ma Xianhong's mind, and his subconscious mind, which he had gradually ignored, surfaced again.

Why do I believe it so!

Zhang Chulan’s words are still ringing in my ears: doubt, doubt me, doubt everything around you, don’t give up thinking!

"Dr. Chen."

"Why should I trust you?"

Chen Zhuo raised his lips. Not bad, learning and applying it immediately. He smiled and said, "I wonder if you have heard of the Lu family and the Soul Enlightenment Technique."

"Have heard a little bit."

Chen Zhuo nodded slightly:

"That's easy, I have a kid from the Lu family here."

He is good at soul-reading magic."

"He can access your subconscious."

"If you've simply forgotten that memory, I believe he has a way to make you remember it."

"Ming, soul technique?"

"Well, the Soul Enlightenment Technique, when in operation, the innate Qi condenses into a large blue hand, directly affecting the person's spirit."

Ma Xianhong broke out in a cold sweat.

What Chen Zhuo described was that this soul-clarifying technique was exactly the same as the technique that Qu Tong used on him outside the villa.

Chen Zhuo dropped another bombshell.

"And, as far as I can guess."

"It has another name..."

"Double full hands."

With a loud bang, Ma Xianhong felt his mind became even more confused.

The Lu family's soul-clarifying technique?

Is it the Double Hands, one of the Eight Great Skills?

Ma Xianhong himself knew about Qu Tong's special skills. The red hand could transform the body and restore and heal injuries.

If the blue hand displayed was undoubtedly the same as the Lu family's Soul-Brightening Technique, then it would perfectly fit the name of "Shuangquan".

Then, what is her relationship with the Lu family?

Huh? What's the relationship between her and me?

She is my sister...

But when did she become my sister? Why did she become my sister? Why can’t I remember?

Ah, my head hurts.

Ma Xianhong muttered to himself like a madman.

Chen Zhuo felt that Ma Xianhong's negative emotions suddenly surged, with anger, suspicion, and fear intertwined and surging.

He half-crouched on the ground.

He held his head with both hands, and veins in his hands bulged.

Chen Zhuo looked down at Ma Xianhong, who was curled up in a ball in front of him, and lit a cigarette.

Fu.

Are you overdoing it?

Chen Zhuo thought so.

How about knocking him out? Throwing him into the devouring sac?

Chen Zhuo held a cigarette in his mouth and raised his palm.

Prepare to give the suffering Ma Xianhong a quick death.

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suddenly.

A loud noise like a bell rang out in the forest.

"Hum, ha!"

A whirlwind-like shock wave came roaring and slammed into Chen Zhuo's body, shaking Chen Zhuo's soul.

"It's blowing air!"

Xia Liuqing shouted loudly.

At the same time, a black shadow instantly rushed to Ma Xianhong's side, stretched out his hand, and was about to grab Ma Xianhong in his hand.

suddenly.

There was a crisp snap.

A large hand like a palm-leaf fan left a shadow and accurately grabbed the wrist of the newcomer.

The Qi energy created by blowing air dispersed like clouds and mist, and Chen Zhuo's eyes shone like cold stars.

With one hand, he took the half-smothered cigarette out of his mouth, and with the other hand, he firmly grasped the burly old man who suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Uncle, you're already doing it before I even say anything."

"But it's very rude."

In front of Chen Zhuo was an old man wearing a gown, with slicked-back hair, thick eyebrows and big eyes. He had strong bones and bulging muscles.

It seemed to contain explosive power.

But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't free his arm from Chen Zhuo's grip.

In an instant.

Cold sweat appeared on the old man's forehead.

I tried my best, but my strength was like a drop in the ocean. The young man in front of me was so unfathomable!

"Teacher Chai Yan Chai?!"

Ding Shimaan looked at the old man who appeared in front of him in surprise. The man was the head of the Chai School of Horizontal Training, Chai Yan, who was once the teacher of Ru Hu.

Later, he was defeated by Ru Hu in a competition between master and disciple, and he never recovered and disappeared from the public eye.

Ding Shimaan had met Chai Yan once when he went to spar with Ru Hu, so he had some impression of him.

It seems now.

Not only did Chai Yan's horizontal training not go to waste, it even improved to a higher level.

pity.

The one he faced was truly a monster.

It's a monster that even a tiger can't do anything to.

Chen Zhuo flicked his finger.

The burning cigarette was flicked directly onto Chai Yan's face.

When his face suddenly turned furious, he waved his hand and threw Chai Yan into the dark jungle like a sandbag.

"Stop hiding your head and showing your tail."