One person: Starting with the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, his grandmaster uncle emerges from seclusion.

Time passed second by second.

Zhang Tianyi did not show the sudden realization they expected, nor did he show any sigh of reminiscing about the past.

He looked at the things on the table, his brows furrowing little by little.

In his eyes.

A genuine sense of astonishment and bewilderment surfaced within me.

"The White-Clad Thunder Demon?"

Zhang Tianyi put down his teacup, reached for the tattered report, and frowned.

He raised his head.

Looking at Zhang Chulan's expectant face, he asked with a hint of doubt:

"My eldest grandson."

"I vaguely remember that nickname that little Japanese devil gave me back then."

After all, quite a few Japanese soldiers died at my hands back then, so it's not surprising that they call me that.

"but……"

Zhang Tianyi pointed to the altar in the photo.

"I have absolutely no recollection of this matter."

"I have no recollection of ever storming such a base back then, let alone saving such a little girl."

These words were spoken.

The atmosphere froze instantly.

The light in Zhang Chulan's eyes visibly dimmed.

He opened his mouth, his expression stiff, trying to force a smile:

"Master...Master, you must be joking. It's all clearly written in the report..."

"You killed quite a few Japanese soldiers back then, and this might be one of the people you casually saved. You must have a bad memory, think about it again?"

Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing also exchanged a glance.

His eyes were filled with disappointment.

The clues were finally pieced together.

The most crucial step was forgotten by the person involved?

in the corner.

Feng Baobao was holding the half-empty bottle of mineral water in her hand.

Her clear, large eyes glanced at Zhang Tianyi, then at the photo on the table.

She lowered her eyelids very gently.

"Oh, never mind if you can't remember."

Feng Baobao's voice was flat and emotionless.

She turned around and continued to sip her water.

It was just that frail figure from behind.

It looked particularly lonely in the morning sunlight.

It's so lonely it makes my heart ache.

Looking at Zhang Chulan's smile, which was more like a grimace, and then at Feng Baobao's quiet and heartbreaking back view.

A feeling of irritation inexplicably rose in Zhang Tianyi's heart.

He was unhappy.

Very upset!

It wasn't because I was being questioned by the younger generation.

It's not because of the feeling of losing control, but because of the feeling of having a piece of one's own memory forcibly ripped out!

Zhang Tianyi closed her eyes and leaned back on the sofa.

in fact.

From the very first day I woke up in that dry well behind the Celestial Master's Mansion.

He vaguely sensed something unusual about his body and soul.

His physical body, which could be described as invincible, was exceptionally perfect.

But deep within his consciousness, there was always a very hidden and gentle barrier.

That's not the enemy's method.

He knew it was left behind by his master.

This lock neither restricted his cultivation nor suppressed his soul.

It merely covered up some small fragments of his memory.

Zhang Tianyi had always known about the existence of this lock.

But he is a very insightful person.

He knew his master, who appeared stern but was actually fiercely protective of his own, all too well.

Since Master intends to deliberately erase that memory.

This means that something bad was definitely hidden in that memory.

The master hoped that after he woke up, he could let go of those heavy past burdens.

Live easily in this peaceful new era.

Therefore, Zhang Tianyi never touched that lock.

If you forget about it, then forget about it.

Playing games and drinking cola every day.

How fun would it be to roam freely in the world of supernatural beings with this group of interesting juniors?

Why tear open those old, scabbed wounds and make yourself miserable?

But now.

Zhang Tianyi opened his eyes.

Zhang Chulan's clenched fists, the helplessness in Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing's eyes, and Chen Duo's somewhat worried gaze.

Finally, his gaze fell on Feng Baobao.

This girl, who has lived for decades, is like a blank sheet of paper.

This soul, with an empty mind, wanders in this cruel world in search of a "home".

"turn out to be……"

Zhang Tianyi sighed inwardly.

"The memory that my master hid for me back then, is it actually related to this girl?"

If this memory belongs only to him.

He could throw it in the trash without hesitation.

But what if this memory is someone else's only reason to live?

Then there's Zhang Tianyi.

We can no longer pretend to be stupid and hide in the gentle lock left by our master to enjoy a life of ease.

"Chu Lan".

Zhang Tianyi suddenly sat up straight.

His eyes were very calm.

"Stop making that long face. It looks awful."

Zhang Chulan was taken aback and looked up.

"The things my master left behind were originally prepared for me, his unworthy disciple."

Zhang Tianyi spoke softly, his words clearly reaching everyone's ears.

"Since this matter can't be avoided, then today..."

The words fell.

Zhang Tianyi slowly closed his eyes.

He focused his inner consciousness, aiming directly at the depths of his own mind.

"crystal--"

The air inside the suite seemed to stand still at that moment.

Zhang Chulan, Wang Ye, and the others instinctively felt a shiver that originated from the depths of their souls.

As if some terror was slowly opening its eyes within this young body.

Within Zhang Tianyi's sea of ​​consciousness.

Deep within a dazzling golden sea of ​​lightning.

A talisman formed from pure golden Celestial Master Qi floated in the air.

It is gentle, yet indestructible.

That was the last protection his master, Zhang Jingqing, left him.

"Old man..."

Zhang Tianyi's illusory divine consciousness stood before the talisman, revealing a complex, bitter smile.