Chapter 19 Memory Loss
Shen Yingxue's eyes stayed in the void for a while, and suddenly fell on Jiang Hanfeng.
This look was not the blank and dull look that Jiang Hanfeng was familiar with, nor was it the evil and vicious look in his distant memory. Jiang Hanfeng couldn't tell what kind of emotion it was, but he could feel that this emotion was so strong that it turned into substance and was very powerful.
Shen Yingxue found that the temporary guardian's face became blurred again, and his previous memories were not very continuous. But it didn't matter, he was used to it, and these interference factors did not affect his performance.
The original owner left very few memories, but the emotions were there. Shen Yingxue had only experienced a few fragments, but it was as if she had experienced it personally. Shen Yingxue knew exactly what the original owner was thinking at the time.
The settings he added for the original owner were made based on this.
Time is limited and the settings are not yet complete, so I can only fool Jiang Hanfeng. If it were someone who is more familiar with the original owner, it would not be good enough.
Shen Yingxue couldn't see the man's expression, so she couldn't tell whether his performance was embarrassing or not. He was thick-skinned, and as long as he wasn't embarrassed, it was others who were embarrassed.
He looked at Jiang Hanfeng expressionlessly, and suddenly attacked, pinching his neck with his fingers. Jiang Hanfeng didn't expect Shen Yingxue to do this, and dodged instinctively. Shen Yingxue had expected him to dodge, and the previous move was just to distract his attention, and the second move was the real attack.
He took half a step forward, lowered his center of gravity slightly, and hit Jiang Hanfeng's abdomen with his elbow.
Jiang Hanfeng groaned, but did not dodge. Instead, he grabbed Shen Yingxue's arm and pulled him into his arms, "Shen Yingxue, what are you doing?"
Shen Yingxue moved her mouth, bent her back slightly, and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"You are injured. If you don't want to die, don't use your internal energy." Jiang Hanfeng pressed several acupoints on his body, and the dull pain was not so obvious.
What Shen Yingxue had just imagined was to show off his reckless and arrogant attitude, first let Jiang Hanfeng remember the original owner's personality, and then add settings on top of it. Unexpectedly, after just a few moves, he ran out of strength, and thanks to Jiang Hanfeng's tight grip, he didn't fall to the ground with his legs weakened.
He chuckled, his throat filled with blood, and his voice sounded magnetic and hoarse. Shen Yingxue looked up at the mosaic in front of her, poked it with her hand, and determined the position of his facial contour. His eyes were narrowed, as if he was smiling, but a closer look revealed nothing, only emptiness and haziness of mist.
"Shen Yingxue?" Jiang Hanfeng realized that something was wrong with Shen Yingxue.
He just discovered yesterday that Shen Yingxue was pretending to be crazy, but he didn't expect that not long after, Shen Yingxue's performance overturned his guess.
He is really crazy.
In fact, Shen Yingxue did not give a positive answer yesterday, but Jiang Hanfeng hoped that he was not crazy, so he came to a conclusion that suited his wishes.
The reality is not what he expected.
Shen Yingxue was indeed crazy, but he was not completely crazy, and he still had moments of clarity. Even if he wanted to get rid of the current situation when he was clear-headed, he would destroy everything he had done before when he lost consciousness.
What was Shen Yingxue’s mood when she said yesterday, “Why should I pretend to be crazy? Are you dissatisfied that your life is too comfortable?”
This is even more painful than pretending to be crazy.
"Shen Yingxue, don't you recognize me?" Jiang Hanfeng pressed a few acupuncture points on Shen Yingxue again. Shen Yingxue was completely exhausted and fell limply into his arms. Jiang Hanfeng picked her up and could clearly feel Shen Yingxue's weakness.
Shen Yingxue couldn't move and could only let Jiang Hanfeng carry her to the bed.
He still had a smile on his face, and his tone was full of brutality: "Unlock the acupuncture points!"
"No." Jiang Hanfeng frowned, "Your current state is very wrong. I will naturally untie you when you wake up."
Shen Yingxue moved his fingers, his chest moved, and he tilted his head and spat out another mouthful of blood. After forcibly breaking through the acupuncture points, he slowly sat up, looked at the person in front of him with hatred, and said with a smile: "Who are you? Are you tired of living?"
Shen Yingxue now looks very sober, yet not so sober.
Jiang Hanfeng was not unfamiliar with him like this. In the battle six years ago, Shen Yingxue had the same attitude.
"I..." Jiang Hanfeng was about to tell his identity, but a thought suddenly flashed through his mind and he swallowed the words back.
Shen Yingxue didn't say much just now, but his actions revealed a lot of information.
Shen Yingxue has always been very well behaved. His eyes and words yesterday were normal, not as irritable as today. But that was Shen Yingxue, who was living under someone else's roof and was in danger of losing her life at any moment, not the former leader of the evil sect.
The Shen Yingxue in front of us, who is full of murderous intent, is the one that everyone knows.
Shen Yingxue is not a fool, of course he knows what posture to take to survive. He suddenly became like this, does it mean that... Shen Yingxue remembered something, but not everything?
Jiang Hanfeng probed: "You are no match for me now."
Shen Yingxue's script was right here. He cheered himself on in his heart, spat out a mouthful of blood, and threatened in a very tough tone: "If you dare to disrespect me, the killer of the Demon Cult will never let you go!"
Shen Yingxue got the name of the Demon Sect from Xun Yan. When she first learned that their sect was called the Demon Sect, Shen Yingxue also felt strange. How could someone directly call themselves the Demon Sect?
Later, he thought about it and felt that it was still possible. For example, when playing games, there are two camps, and you can brush your reputation to the best or the worst. No matter which side you are on, there are advantages and disadvantages. The most difficult ones are those who have no reputation and power. They have to abide by the rules of the righteous way and be bullied by the evil way.
Shen Yingxue looked at him coldly and laughed softly, "Even if you haven't seen the methods of the Demon Cult, you should have heard of them. I have fallen into your trap now, but it doesn't mean that I really can't do anything to you."
Jiang Hanfeng's brows furrowed even deeper.
Shen Yingxue seemed to have forgotten that the Demon Cult no longer existed.
He seemed to have no memory of his injuries, nor of the great battle three years earlier.
Jiang Hanfeng felt that he seemed to have found the reason why Shen Yingxue lost control.
It's because of Fu Sheng and Han Jing.
Now that he knew the reason, it was easier to deal with. He took a step back, giving Shen Yingxue enough sense of security, "I have no ill intentions towards you."
"You suddenly appeared in front of me, don't you want to assassinate me?" Shen Yingxue wiped the blood from his chin, he looked at this strange room, and then glanced at the bed, "If you didn't want to assassinate me, you knocked me unconscious and brought me here, could it be that you want to take my body?"
Jiang Hanfeng shuddered noticeably.
Shen Yingxue knew that ancient people had two extreme attitudes towards this kind of thing. People who were not bound by constraints might appear to be serious on the surface, but they were much more open in private than modern people. People who were self-restrained hated this more than anyone else.
It seems that Jiang Hanfeng belongs to the latter.
Shen Yingxue breathed a sigh of relief.
After he traveled through time, the only woman he saw was Aunt Lin, which made him look like he had taken a BL script. Shen Yingxue herself was pretty, so it was no surprise that she attracted people's attention. The mosaic of the system affected his judgment. It was difficult for Shen Yingxue to survive, and she had no energy to engage in these love affairs.
What he didn't know was that Jiang Hanfeng, whose face was covered with mosaics, fixed his eyes on him after hearing these words, and looked at him seriously.