I Deliver Candy To Men

Mencius recalled those two scenes repeatedly. The corpses were lying on the blood-stained road, and a hideous and crazy face was reflected on the river. He kept thinking back, trying to evoke more memories.

However no. No matter how he thought about it, his mind was always blank and he couldn't remember anything.

He turned around, looked at the sparkling river, felt the warm wind blowing on him, and asked himself in his heart, what happened so that his faith would collapse?

He thought about it for a long time and couldn't come up with it. He considers himself to be a man of firm belief, and the teachings of Master, he bears in his heart, chivalry and righteousness are in his heart.

What exactly happened? There was a faint worry in his heart.

After returning, he found Song Yingying: "Miss Song, can you lend me some money?"

"What are you doing?" Song Yingying said as she opened the purse.

Mencius said: "I want to write a letter back to the teacher's door." Paper and pens cost money, and it costs money to deliver the letter at the post.

"Oh." Song Yingying counted out a coin or two to him, "Hey, you asked me to borrow it, and I have to pay it back."

Mencius nodded: "Yes, when I buy the paper and pen, I will give the girl an IOU."

The trustee bought paper and pens, and Mencius began to write letters.

"I was injured, and now a family is recovering." He wrote, just as he was about to write that he had lost his memory and couldn't remember many things, the tip of his pen paused and did not write.

He thought, this is not a trivial matter. At the moment, apart from Song Yingying and her daughter, no one else knows about his amnesia. Some bad things happened to him, and even his temperament changed a lot. Is he really going to tell all about his situation?

Unless this letter is sent to Master, only Master will read it. Even if he doesn't believe in the world, he shouldn't disbelieve in Master.

However, when he started to continue writing, he suddenly stopped again.

Master. The person he trusts most is the master. Master knows that he has shifted his disposition, and his xinxing has changed a lot? If he encounters extremely difficult things, he will definitely not hide it from the master, but will ask the master for help. He finally became like that, could it be that Master didn't...

He dared not think about it.

He definitely won't be easily transsexual. Ordinary things would not cause his belief to collapse at all. It must be a very important person. When something unacceptable happened, he became so hideous and crazy.

Mencius put down his pen, folded the letter and put it away. It wasn't finished, and it wasn't sent out.

Maybe he shouldn't act rashly until his memory is retrieved.

Besides, if you really want to know something, you can ask someone.

He found Song Yingying.

"Is it ready?" Song Yingying asked him.

Mencius shook his head and said, "Miss Song, can you tell me what happened?"

Song Yingying tilted her head and glanced at him, and exaggeratedly said: "Wow! What did the pig say? I can't understand the pig's words!"

Meng Zi'an was amused, took seven or eight steps back, and said, "Do you understand now?"

"What did you say? The voice is too low, I can't hear it!" Song Yingying exaggerated again.

Meng Zi'an was very helpless, so he had to step up again and bowed to her: "Please don't make fun of me, Miss Song."

Song Yingying stopped teasing him.

She thought about it, and told him sooner or later. Taking advantage of the fact that his mood is relatively stable now, it is better to say it.

He said, "You have a childhood sweetheart and a junior sister. You two fell in love and got engaged. Then, your junior sister fell in love with the head of the Blood Eagle Sect."

Having said this, she glanced at him and saw that his expression was surprised, as if he was stimulated and was about to recover his memory, she felt at ease, and then said: "She proposed to you to break the engagement, and then went to the Blood Eagle Gate. The sect master. You, just…”

After a pause, she said, "You are a little unhappy, as if you are going to do something bad."

Mencius thought to himself, how could he be a little unhappy? He used cruel means to kill so many disciples of the Blood Eagle Sect, splattered with blood, this is not his style.

Again, he thought, this is not right. If the junior sister fell in love with someone else, he would certainly be sad, but with his temperament, he would probably let go and not force her to stay by his side. How could this change in temperament?

"What else do you know?" he asked again. In my mind, something more catastrophic must have happened.

Song Yingying shook her head: "No."

She didn't dare to say how Yan Yumo treated him and the heroine. Those despicable and contemptible methods would drive everyone crazy. What if she said it and irritated him?

Mencius nodded, then bowed his hands to her again: "Thank you Miss Song for telling me."

Going to explore the rest of the truth on my own.

"You're welcome." Song Yingying waved her hand and added, "You've done a great job, really. No matter what, you're fine."

Her expression was very sincere, making Meng Zian smile. I thought to myself, he can still be called "good" now, but he who is hideous and crazy can definitely not be called.

I couldn't help but think again, the younger sister fell in love with the head of the Blood Eagle Sect, and will be a member of the Blood Eagle Sect in the future. Why did he act so viciously on the disciples of the Blood Eagle Sect? Isn't it shameful for the junior sister?

Even though his junior sister left him, he had grown up together since childhood and had the same sect. He couldn't ignore her feelings and forge such a deep hatred with Xue Ying Sect. Thinking of something, his heart tightened. Could it be that the head of the Blood Eagle Sect refused to treat his junior sister properly?

He felt that it was very likely that the Blood Eagle Sect bullied his junior sister, and he was so cruel to the disciples of the Blood Eagle Sect.

But he thought again, this is not right, even if he resents the blood eagle door for bullying junior sister, but he will not change his heart, his eyes are red, his face is full of madness and resentment, and he can't wait for the whole world to be destroyed.

Something else must have happened.

He was even more worried.

Song Yingying saw that his face changed and changed, his heart was up and down, she was so nervous, she couldn't help but reached out and patted him: "Hey! What are you thinking?"

Meng Zian came back to his senses, looked at her and said, "I'm going to the town myself to find out some news."

"What are you looking for?" Song Yingying asked.

Mencius said, "It's about the teacher's door."

Hearing that it wasn't the female lead, Song Yingying breathed a sigh of relief and said, "What do you have to ask about your master? You haven't moved the mountain, your master has no birthday, and your brothers and sisters don't have any happy events. The news is quiet."

Mencius was dumbfounded: "Really?"

He just thought that something might have happened to the teacher, and it might have something to do with the sister. Otherwise, his xinxing wouldn't have become that big! Now that he heard that Shimen was fine, he breathed a sigh of relief, but felt that there was nothing in the world that could make him change his mind.

This makes it even more bizarre.

"Since you're worried, then I'll ask my father to borrow an ox cart and take you there." Song Yingying glanced at him and said.

She was a little worried at first, afraid that he would be stimulated, and his memory would be restored and then blackened. Looking at his appearance now, I feel a little relieved.

He is a kind and upright person by nature, and it was only because of a single thought that he was blackened. It's just a mere thought, he is a good person by nature, and it is much easier to save him than to save a person who is evil by nature.

She giggled again: "Young man rides on an ox cart. It's the first time I see young man riding an ox cart."

In my impression, the chivalrous warriors in the rivers and lakes are all quick and easy, or riding horses and galloping, so unrestrained and unrestrained. Alright now, there is a young man riding an ox-carriage.

Meng Zi'an's expression was also a little uncomfortable. He thought to himself, he used to ride a horse, and it was a handsome and handsome white horse. Have you ever ridden a bullock cart?

His memory regained another point, but it was all unimportant things. His expression didn't change, he just said lightly: "In a few days, when my injury is better, let's go."

He doesn't want to ride an ox cart.

Song Yingying heard what he meant and laughed.

After a few days, Meng Zi'an's injuries recovered a little and they could travel long distances, so the two borrowed an ox cart and headed to the town.

Song Yingying wants to ride the bullock cart. She didn't want to walk that long, she would be exhausted going back and forth.

Besides, she's pretty, and she's beautiful in a bullock cart!

She sat happily on the ox cart, holding a handful of melon seeds in her hand, while Meng Zian led the ox and became the driver.

Originally, Meng Zi'an wanted to go alone, but Song Yingying refused, lest he would run away as soon as he turned black, where should she be asked to find him? Next time, he may not have such good luck. He was washed by the river to the door of his house.

She said, "I don't trust you! What should you do if you took the opportunity to run away? You still sold your body to me for three months!"

Mencius felt humiliated, so he took off the long sword: "This is the sword that I never forgot when I lost my memory. It is mortgaged to you, so you can trust it, right?"

Song Yingying said again: "Don't! You haven't recovered your martial arts, and you don't have any weapons. What if you were beaten to death or captured? Didn't I lose a long-time worker?"

Meng Zi'an had no choice but to take her with him.

"Young man of the morning bull!" Song Yingying sat in the car, shaking the whip in her hand, "Did you lose this straw whip, this vine whip, or this leather whip?"

Mencius didn't understand the stalk of the woodcutter and the axe, so he could only laugh, "Where did the whip come from?"

Song Yingying pinched the vine whip and whipped him: "Humph! Dare to talk back to the eldest lady! You are so courageous as a coachman! I whip you a hundred times!"

Mencius Anzhi was funny and helpless.

Knowing that he did not have a fiancée, he felt a little more at ease when he got along with her again.

When she laughed again, she didn't feel ashamed anymore, and said, "Miss, you hurt me, who will take you to town?"

"Well said!" Song Yingying retracted her whip, "I'll punish you when you come back!"

Mencius looked at her serious appearance, her hands were itchy, and she wanted to bend her fingers and flick her full forehead.

Before he knew it, his nervousness relaxed, his whole body became less tense, and he told her about the affairs of the rivers and lakes.

"...When fighting with people, be extra careful, especially those despicable ones. There are many indiscriminate methods on their bodies. Drugs and poison darts are used unexpectedly, and if they are not careful, they will be attacked."

Song Yingying said, "Do you remember?"

He shook his head: "Some will come up on their own, but I can't remember anything I want to know."

Song Yingying breathed a sigh of relief.

"You don't want me to remember?" Mencius looked back at her.

Yingying said: "I don't want to! You are so good! Why do you want to think of unhappy things?"

Mencius thanked her for her kindness, but still said: "I must remember it. Since it happened to me, I must remember it. Whether it is good or bad, I have to face it. thing."

Besides, it's not necessarily his own business. In case it has something to do with the division, he has to fight his life not to, he has to——

to town.

The two went to the teahouse to inquire about the news, but they didn't hear anything out of the ordinary. They only heard that the head of the Blood Eagle Gate was getting married, but the clothes and jewelry prepared for the bride were destroyed, and the head of the Blood Eagle Gate was furious. , and so on.

"It's you." Song Yingying whispered in his ear.

Mencius pursed his lips slightly and nodded. Curiosity surged in his eyes, since the sect master of Blood Eagle Sect was kind to his junior sister, why did he... Could it be that he really did such an indecent thing out of love and hatred?

He didn't want to believe that he was that kind of person, and frowned slightly.

After inquiring about the news, Song Yingying said, "I'm going to buy clothes. Do you want it? I'll lend you money."

She wears a patched sackcloth skirt every day, and feels that she doesn't show her beauty at all, so she wants to wear new clothes.

Meng Zi'an rubbed the sword's hilt with his fingers a few times, but said nothing.

He also wants to buy it. He is now wearing Father Song's clothes. His previous body was stained with blood. He couldn't wash it out, so it burned. The clothes didn't fit well, and his wrists and ankles were exposed, which didn't suit him.

But he didn't have any money, so all his money was paid to Song Yingying, so it's hard to mention it. At this moment, when Song Yingying said to borrow money from him, she was moved.

"Ouch! Look at you being restrained!" Seeing that he was silent, Song Yingying covered her mouth with a smile, and dragged him to the Yifang.