Chapter 3815 Fragmented Memories

Late at night, the moonlight is like water, covering the vast forest softly. On the river bank, the tribe is silent. The room is quiet and pitch black. The children have already entered their dreams under the restraint of adults. There are a few people lurking in the shadows outside. Staring at the surrounding dense forest with a vigilant expression, the sneak attacks during the day put the tribe on high alert, and they did not dare to be careless even after dark.

On the bank of the river, next to a bare tree, a disheveled man sat quietly on a stone, silently staring at the dark woods ahead. During the daytime battle, the man's sudden outbreak of fighting could not help the tribe resolve the crisis, and shocked the tribe. He defeated the enemy, which also surprised the tribesmen, but he couldn't communicate because of the language barrier. The man woke up from a coma, ate some food, and then went to the old place to sit quietly, meditate, and longed to remember things in the past.

Losing memory is a very painful thing. It is like a person suddenly losing everything. What is even more painful is the desire to restore memory. He is confused and thinks about everything. At least he will not recall or worry, but the man's mind is extremely clear. , his thinking is extremely quick, and he has no other problems in his mind except forgetting the past. This makes the man painfully want to completely forget himself and become a fool who doesn't think about anything.

The man only knew that his head was injured and he was fished out of the river by a passerby and brought to this tribe to recuperate. Why was the injury completely unclear? At this time, the girl named Buta came slowly. The man knew who it was without turning around. He sighed silently and looked at the forest ahead, his eyes gradually softening. Without the girl's care during this period, he would not have been able to do anything. The recovery was so fast and so good.

"Are you thinking about the past again?" the girl asked, sitting next to her and looking quietly into the distance. She realized that the man could not understand her words, so she didn't mind and continued: "It's so nice here, quiet, beautiful, and isolated from the world. Wu Zheng, can't you stay?" He said and looked at the man, his eyes a little more tender.

The man didn't notice the girl's expression and continued to look ahead without saying a word. Ever since he recovered from his injury, he had been coming here to meditate every day, instinctively following a breathing method to regulate his injuries. The man didn't know why he was like this. This method is as if it goes deep into the soul, and the body spontaneously moves the energy and regulates the breath. It is a wonderful feeling. It is precisely because of this that the body can recover quickly.

The girl didn't know all this. Seeing that the man ignored her, she shook her head with a wry smile and looked ahead quietly without saying anything. She couldn't communicate with language and what she said was meaningless. However, the man keenly heard the girl's secret sigh. He turned around in surprise, glanced at the girl, and suddenly a beautiful silhouette appeared in his mind. The silhouette was looking at her with endless longing and pain.

"Ah?" The man suddenly cried out, with a splitting headache, but the beautiful image in his mind became clearer, as if he was calling, longing, and waiting painfully. The man hugged his head tightly and fell down. On the ground, he huddled up and rolled in pain.

The girl was so shocked that she didn't care much. She hugged the man in her arms and hugged her tightly, hoping to use her heart and tenderness to ease the man's pain. The man instinctively hugged the girl and shouted eagerly: "Snow , snow, snow!" Soon he passed out again.

"Ah——?" Although the girl couldn't understand the man's words, she vaguely felt that the man was calling the name of a beloved person. That person was called Xue. This unforgettable call was like a knife, piercing deeply into her heart. In the girl's heart, the girl's face changed drastically and she stared blankly ahead, completely confused.

After a while, the girl woke up, looked at the sleeping man in her arms, sighed helplessly, looked at the rising moon with a wry smile, her dark face revealed her white teeth, she was holy, beautiful, natural and refined, and relaxed. The empty valley orchid blooms in the darkness.

In the distance, a sturdy middle-aged man walked over and stopped about ten meters away. Looking at this scene, he shook his head and turned back. The quiet night, the gentle mountain breeze, the bright moon reflected in the river, and the chirping of various unknown insects in the distance, everything was so harmonious and peaceful.

I don’t know how long it took, but the man woke up, sat upright again, and nodded gratefully to the girl, but he didn’t know what to say, and couldn’t understand what he said. The girl smiled softly, but didn’t say anything, and the two of them were silent. Sitting quietly, looking at the distant mountains and forests without saying a word, letting time pass by quietly.

The wind picked up, and the mountains and forests rustled, as if the lovers in love were laughing. A few night birds suddenly flew out of the forest, chirping a few times and flying far away, adding a bit of vitality to the quiet forest. On the gray river, a fish jumped out, splashing in the water, and then dived in again. In the water, the waves are beautiful and gradually spread out.

I don’t know how long it took, but the girl saw the man sitting cross-legged, his eyes slightly closed, and entering a certain state of trance. This was not the first time the girl had seen this state. She stood up and left with a tacit understanding, and went back to her room to rest. The man was left alone.

The secret sentries lurking around were also used to the man sitting by the river all night long, so they were not surprised. No one came to disturb them. Time passed slowly and unknowingly, until the sky brightened, but the man still did not stop. Instead, he continued to breathe in the essence of heaven and earth in the morning. The practice during this period made the man feel very good, and his strength continued to increase during the practice.

When the sun completely rose from the east, the man stood up and quietly looked at the flowing water of the river. His heart became heavy and he whispered to himself: Snow, who is it? What does it have to do with me? Why do I think of this person? Why do I lose my memory? Who am I?

As he was thinking about it, his head began to hurt again. The man decisively gave up the memory. He heard a rustling sound behind him. When he looked back, he saw a strong middle-aged man and a girl Buta. They came hand in hand. The man had a stick on his nose. Six small bamboo sticks are attached, and a bamboo stick is also inserted into the lower lip. This is the dress when going out for hunting. It has the function of pretending to be an animal to deter the wild beasts in the forest, and it also means praying for blessings.

The middle-aged man came forward, looked at him with concern, pointed at the forest, waved the bow and arrow in his hand and said something. The man could not understand, but he probably meant that he was going hunting. The enemy had been beaten away in a short time. He would not come again. It was a must to prepare more food before the enemy came. The man nodded, pointed at himself, pointed at the bow and arrow, and pointed at the forest, indicating that he would go together.

The girl understood what the man meant, shook her head repeatedly, and stood up eagerly, but the middle-aged man smiled, patted the girl's shoulder to indicate not to be nervous, then looked at the man, nodded, patted her chest, and handed the bow and arrow to the man. The man shook his head and said no, the two looked at each other, put their arms together, and laughed knowingly.