Fu Xi sighed, "Unfortunately, I don't have any fragments of amnesia."
"This is the trickiest part."
"Maybe, the people behind the scenes are also afraid of you remembering?" Meng Huaiyin analyzed.
"In your memory, there must be the key to breaking the game."
"Also, it may have a lot to do with your brother."
Fu Xi nodded. He also did a lot of analysis before coming.
"What have you been dreaming about?"
"It's a long story—" Fu Xi recalled.
He dreamed of two little snakes swimming in a puddle.
It is a real little snake, the kind that is so small that anyone who comes here can strangle it to death.
Probably not much better than earthworms.
Originally, he watched the two little snakes as a bystander.
However, gradually, these two little snakes gradually grew up through cultivation, shed their skin, and grew up again.
Repeatedly, it eventually grew into a giant python.
Fu Xi only realized that one of the little snakes was himself.
He doesn't have these memories, but this dream is so real.
He clearly remembered that he was born as a boa constrictor, and he was sure he had no brothers.
He continued to read.
The former little snake transformed into a python, and the brothers didn't stop there.
They left the small puddle and came to the outside world.
Here, they saw the colorful outside.
Finally, the brothers did not agree with each other and chose to part ways.
The younger brother did not return to the small puddle, but chose another rainforest.
Brother joined the demons of the Relatives faction, and got a place in it.
One day, the younger brother heard the bad news of his elder brother, saying that he was skinned and refined into a pill.
He didn't believe it, so he traveled across mountains and rivers, but in the end he only saw his brother's skin.
He started to blacken, thinking that it would be fine if he persuaded his brother to go to practice with him from the beginning.
In this way, there will be nothing today.
He began to behave mischievously, and his temper became more and more violent.
Speaking of which, the story in the dream coincides with what Fu Ming said.
"What about you? What happened to you in the dream?"
Fu Xi continued, "Later..."
In fact, he was not skinned by cramp. Those skins were the materials he shed and prepared to send to the higher authorities for research.
Unexpectedly, this caused a misunderstanding.
"Didn't you contact your brother afterwards?" Meng Huaiyin was a little curious. In fact, as long as the two brothers contact each other about these things, everything will come to light.
Speaking of this, Fu Xi smiled bitterly, "Who would have thought that I also lost my memory in the dream, and I didn't even know that I had a younger brother."
"Then did you dream about how you lost your memory?"
Fu Xi shook his head, "When the dream jumps again, I have already lost my memory, and I didn't see the process."
Who would have thought that one could also lose memory in a dream?
Now, he can be sure that Fu Ming is his younger brother.
I'm afraid, the real memory is what I saw in my dream.
Meng Huaiyin rubbed his chin. This matter is very strange. What is the role of Fu Xi's memory?
"Now there is a doubt, who? Passed the news of your death to your brother?"
If there was no news of death, and the skin he shed, Fu Ming would not have misunderstood it.
The people behind the scenes wanted to drive Fu Ming out of Fu Xi's life.
If his brother is still alive in Fu Ming's eyes, then sooner or later he will look for his brother.
But if he dies...
So…
"Also, why not kill you, once and for all?"
"I'm afraid he doesn't have that ability." Fu Xi said in a deep voice.
He was very talented in cultivation back then, and he was about to become a dragon. The people behind the scenes might not be his opponent.
"I don't know who delivered the news. Only Fu Ming should know about such things."
The two looked at each other for an instant. Since only Fu Ming knew, wouldn't it be all right to ask him?
He is still in a labor camp at the Bureau of Demon Control.
At this time, the door of the office was suddenly opened.
The two collided with Xiao Nanqi.
Meng Huaiyin: "..."
Why do you feel guilty?
She did nothing wrong.
"We're going to find Fu Ming, are you going?" Meng Huaiyin asked.
Xiao Nanqi nodded, "Finally admitted?"
"So you all know, but I was the only one who didn't think so?" Fu Xi felt like a clown, obviously everyone thought they were brothers, but he stubbornly thought it was a conspiracy.
How many layers of his brain was muddled?
Such an obvious fact can't be seen.
Obviously Fu Ming looks very similar to him, and also has the same blood.
"This is for you." Meng Huaiyin handed out a red string.
Xiao Nanqi reached out to take it, his eyes were burning.
seems to be very happy to receive the gift.
Meng Huaiyin was secretly happy in his heart, but on the surface he looked a little arrogant. Xiao Nanqi was so happy with just such a small broken red string?
Has he never received gifts from others?
Alas, what a poor little girl.
But, it seems, probably, she didn't seem to have received it either...
Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
Meng Huaiyin's expression instantly turned from joy to sadness.
And Xiao Nanqi was so obsessed with presents that he didn't notice her.
Ah! Big trotters.
Fu Xi was a little silent, but he screamed for help in his heart.
Good guy, he called it good guy.
Regardless of the occasion, the two of them unscrupulously stuffed him with dog food.
But here he is the only one who can eat dog food...
He silently made a note in his heart, planning to record it when he went back later.
Fu Xi observed the two carefully, trying to reduce his sense of existence.
Xiao Nanqi unfolded the red rope, and it turned out that what was hidden under the red rope was a piece of smooth and round dragon scale.
He caressed this dragon scale repeatedly with some fondness for it.
The golden scales shone brightly, blinding Fu Xi's dog eyes.
People who don’t know think it’s a piece of gold.
But gold is not as beautiful as this dragon scale.
Gold is a dead thing, but this dragon scale seems to be alive, with a galaxy flowing inside.
Fu Xi is sour, very sour, why no one gave him dragon scales?
Thinking that he is just a dragon now, he really wants to have his own dragon scales.
He let out a long sigh, but almost surprised the two people in front.
When will he be able to transform into a dragon?
He felt so far away.
The three of them stood in front of a large factory building.
"Is this right here?"
"Fu Ming's number is 340032, activate the first-level privilege, review Fu Ming." Xiao Nanqi gestured with his ID.
"receive."
The staff immediately contacted Fu Ming to enter the review room next door.
The three of Meng Huaiyin saw Fu Ming walking in slowly through the one-way glass.
His spirit seems to be very good, presumably because he met his brother, so every day here is full of motivation.
"Who will review me?" asked Fu Ming who was opposite.
"You don't need to know, just accept the review." The staff replied to Fu Ming through the radio.
His eyes were a little moist, he hoped it was his brother.
Xiao Nanqi signaled Mr. Fu to come forward and ask questions.
Facing his freshly baked younger brother, he was a little embarrassed to ask him directly, so he pulled Meng Huaiyin aside and asked her to step forward to take the post.
Anyway, she also knew about his dream, didn't she?
Meng Huaiyin who was pulled over: "???"
what's the situation?
Why did she come to ask?