Chapter 123

It's really not Jiang Yuanqing's intention to find fault. It's this woman who makes him instinctively feel a little dangerous.

What he said was just a test.

Hearing Jiang Yuanqing's words, the headmaster jumped in his heart and looked at Ai Qing behind him with a little uneasy.

Ai Qing is much older than Jiang Yuanqing. Hua Chonglou seldom shows up after the accident, so it's normal that Jiang Yuanqing doesn't know her.

But what is Ai Qing's identity? The headmaster knows!

Different from Jiang Yuanqing, the deacon of the eighth place in Songyue City, situ Qing in the Jianghu legend was originally a role of killing people if they didn't agree with each other. What's more, when he first came to school, the headmaster had personally experienced the pressure from Ai Qing, and his fear of her could be said to come from the depths of his soul.

In case Ai Qing is angered by Jiang Yuanqing's attitude and fights here, as the principal, he is not human inside and outside!

"Cough! That..." the headmaster is going to say something to ease the atmosphere.

However, Ai Qing was not angry. She just took a deep look at Jiang Yuanqing and went out.

As soon as Jiang yuanqingfu came in, he looked eagerly at Gong Bogui. His concern did not seem to be hypocritical.

Well, although the man is rude, Ai Qing is willing to forgive him.

"Mr. Jiang, this is the teacher of our school. Maybe he was frightened by your momentum, ha ha..." the headmaster explained awkwardly.

Ai Qing's calm appearance just now said that she was frightened. Who can believe it!

However, Jiang Yuanqing really believed it. He smiled, nodded and said, "well, he looks like an introvert."

After saying that, Jiang Yuanqing gathered up a smile and thought. Four fire walls immediately rose around him and Gong Bogui, and then closed in the middle, completely isolating them from the outside world.

This is one of Jiang Yuanqing's Fu souls.

However, he now controls the temperature of the fire wall and will not cause any damage to the room.

Years of cautious style has made him used to making more preparations for everything.

For his skill, ye Ziyin was hypnotized before she could be surprised.

Immediately, Jiang Yuanqing, whose pupils had turned gray, flashed into Gong Bogui's dream.

......

Less than five minutes later, Jiang Yuanqing put away the fire wall.

"They didn't lie. They really lost the memory of that time," Jiang Yuanqing said in a deep voice.

"Will the heaven dependents of the stolen way steal it?" the headmaster asked hesitantly.

Jiang Yuanqing shook his head.

"There are not so many heavenly dependents in the way of stealing, and almost no one can divide the memory so perfectly." he paused, with some doubt in his tone, "there is really no trace."

Since Jiang Yuanqing has reached a conclusion, it means that Gong Bogui will no longer be suspected.

But what the headmaster didn't know was that Jiang Yuanqing didn't say a word.

The memories of the three people have one thing in common: with a familiar but powerful breath.

Jiang Yuanqing, who has the best memory, can't remember where this sense of familiarity comes from.

This in itself is a very strange thing.

——

The three of Gong Bogui have nothing to do now. For a while, the school will not let them do new tasks, so they should quickly restore their old lives.

However, although she doesn't remember what happened at that time, ye Ziyin is interested in Gong Bogui and Xiao Qingwu.

After ye Ziyin and Qiu Ming left, Luo Zhizhou met them from the pavilion outside the door of the teaching building.

"Is everything all right?" Luo Zhizhou looked at their faces and saw that they looked as usual. He was relieved.

"It's all right." Xiao lightly danced and sighed.

She was a little upset.

Since the demon clan came to Tianjun mainland, there have been more and more strange things.

"By the way, the captain just told us that we could take a holiday today."

"It's time to have a rest," Gong Bogui whispered, but it was obvious that he was going to the library now.

"Won't you go home?" Luo Zhizhou asked.

"The library of our school is the largest and most complete in Songyue?" Gong Bogui didn't answer Luo Zhizhou's question, but asked without end.

Luo Zhizhou was stunned for a moment and nodded, "even in the whole Tianjun continent, he can rank the top three."

"That's good." Gong Bogui nodded with satisfaction.

"Bogui, what are you looking for? I'm fine anyway. I can help you." Xiao Qingwu said.

When Xiao Qingwu said this, Gong Bogui remembered that although Xiao Qingwu had never been to school before, she was a well-read person since childhood. When she was at the eighth place, it can be said that she spent most of her time reading.

"History," Gong Bogui said, "I suddenly found that I know little about history."

Hearing Gong Bogui's words, Xiao Qingwu immediately smiled.

"If you want to know the history, do you still need to go to the library? Tianxun has a history of 5000 years on the mainland. Just ask!... Bogui, you... Why do you look at me like that?"

Xiao Qingwu's voice was getting smaller and smaller. Gong Bogui had stopped at this time and looked at Xiao Qingwu with a light in her eyes.

"Here's the problem!" Gong Bogui suddenly figured out something, and the whole person was not as gloomy as before.

Xiao Qingwu and Luo Zhizhou were not explained by Gong Bogui, but soon Gong Bogui explained to them.

"I thought it was my own fault. Now that you say so, I finally know what the problem is.

Five thousand years ago, a god sent to the heavenly family mainland the danfang of the twelve ways of becoming gods. This is the origin of our history, isn't it? "

"Yes." Xiao Qingwu and Luo Zhizhou nodded subconsciously.

This is the common sense of all Tianjun mainland residents.

"However," Gong Bogui continued, "this can only show that five thousand years ago, Tianjun mainland began to have Tianjun people.

What about 5000 years ago? When there were only ordinary people on the mainland that day? Civilization has appeared, but there is no record? "

Gong Bogui didn't go on.

Xiao Qingwu and Luo Zhizhou are smart people. The expression on their faces shows that they are aware of what Gong Bogui wants to express.

A section of history, or a large section of history, disappeared!

This can also explain the strange tadpole words in Gong Bogui's mind and the not rich cultural heritage of the world.

Most importantly, Gong Bogui vaguely felt that she had touched a key secret.

However, the current clues are not enough to let him know what the secret is.

"Bogui, you don't mean to say that the earliest group of people in Tianxun mainland lost their memory?" Luo Zhizhou's voice trembled.

"Not necessarily." Gong Bogui's eyes became deeper and deeper. "I still need to find some clues to confirm. But I have a hunch that the reason why Xiao Qingwu and I have inexplicable amnesia may be related to this disappearing history."