palmprint road

A ray of sunlight in the morning fell on the bed through the window, and Mu Yun, who felt the warmth of the sun, gradually became conscious.

Slowly opening his misty eyes, Mu Yun stared at the high ceiling in a little confusion, "Well, the ceiling of this hospital is so high."

"what?"

As his mind cleared up, Mu Yun finally noticed that something was wrong, and sat up violently, "Hiss!" The pain in his body that hadn't recovered made Mu Yun grin his teeth, but he couldn't care less, looked around, entered The eye is a simple yet elegant bedroom, with only a brown-black wardrobe and a small square table placed by the door. On the table is a beautiful vase with a bouquet of unknown flowers.

"This doesn't look like a hospital, does it?" Mu Yun turned his head suspiciously. The place where the sunlight came in was a window carved with hollow patterns. Looking out of the window, a neatly repaired and beautiful garden came into view. "The scenery here is pretty good." Mu Yun thought and looked down at his hands, his face froze immediately, and his pupils contracted rapidly.

"It's not my hand!"

Mu Yun, who has been working with hand tools all year round, is most familiar with his own hands. Although the hands in front of him are equally slender, they are too immature, like a child in his teens?Just thinking about this, Mu Yun quickly touched his face, and the more he touched it, the more he trembled, "The face is not right, am I dead? Or have I time-traveled?" Mu Yun who was stunned couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

Mu Yun is an excellent tattoo artist. At the age of 27, he already has his own private center and is quite well-known in China.In addition to occasionally pointing out employees, he basically studies patterns, which is an art for him.

Although many people come to the center to name him for tattoos, most of the cases depend on Mu Yun's mood. Mu Yun seems too vulgar, far less mysterious and stylish than the combination and matching of various graphic lines, such as the Mayan civilization, ancient characters, etc. are all Mu Yun's favorites.

Of course, being rich doesn't mean you can't solve the problem of preference.When a whole box of money was placed in front of him that day and asked him to tattoo a big Buddha for an older brother, Mu Yun agreed without hesitation, but the request for door-to-door service made him feel weird.

When he came to a private villa in a car, Mu Yun lamented that the life of a rich man is good; The skin is really well maintained; when a group of people rushed in after finishing the pattern, a white knife light slashed across his body in the chaos, and the bright red covered his eyes, Mu Yun felt that the whole person was not well. At that moment, Mu Yun thought to himself: "Some money is actually not easy to earn."

"Tuk Tuk Tuk..."

A knock on the door interrupted Mu Yun's thinking.Then I saw a girl in black and white maid clothes gently opened the door and walked in. When she saw the boy on the bed woke up and sat, a look of joy flashed across her face, and she walked quickly to Muyun's bed Before bowing slightly, he spoke.

"Sir, you are awake, do you need to prepare a breakfast for you?"

Mu Yun looked at the girl who came to the bed suspiciously, "Which language is she speaking, I don't understand it at all." Mu Yun scratched his head, and could only tentatively say to the girl: "Hello, here is what is the place?"

The girl also looked at Mu Yun in puzzlement and said strange words, thinking: "Where does he come from? Why can't he even speak the common language of the mainland?" The doubts in Mu Yun's eyes became deeper and deeper, and finally she could only show a trace of apology. The girl bowed slightly again, turned around and ran out of the guest room, closing the door by the way.Watching the girl's movements, Mu Yun fell into thinking again.

On the martial arts training field in the backyard of the city lord's mansion, a young girl was waving a long spear much taller than her height. She grabbed the pole with her left hand, held the tail with her right hand, and stepped on a small area lightly. The long spear turned into a piece of wreckage. Shadow stabbed forward or swept sideways, and fierce howling sounds came from time to time.

The maid ran from a distance to the front, panting slightly, and said, "Miss, that person is awake."

Hearing the maid's words, the girl stopped what she was doing immediately, turned her head and said with a hint of surprise, "Really, did he say anything?" Hearing the girl's question, the maid's eyes showed a look of bewilderment, "He doesn't speak the lingua franca of the mainland. I changed several local languages ​​and there is no response. Miss, could he have lost his memory?" The girl frowned and said after a moment of contemplation, "You can send me a breakfast first. Give it to him, I'll clean it up and go over to have a look."

"Yes, Miss."

Looking at the breakfast brought by the maid, Mu Yun felt a pang of hunger, and couldn't help thinking, "Could this body starve to death?" Gobbled up the bread that was almost similar to the previous life Not long after drinking more mellow milk, the door opened again, and a youthful and beautiful figure came into Mu Yun's eyes.

"is her?"

Seeing those blue eyes, Mu Yun remembered the scene before he fell into a coma, "So she saved me." The girl was dressed in simple white home clothes, with sky blue patterns embroidered only on the cuffs and collar. But it brings out the girl's elegant and noble temperament.A faint fragrance wafted from the freshly bathed body as the girl approached.Even Mu Yun, who has seen many beauties, is still a little stunned, "Western beauty girl, this temperament is really great, if you add some tattoos to her, it will be the real finishing touch. Well, but this is so clean and pure." Looks good too."

Seeing the boy's dumbfounded look, the girl smiled and said, "Hi, can you understand what I'm saying?"

Hearing the girl's voice, Mu Yun came back to his senses, thinking that she must be asking me something, but it's a pity that she couldn't understand.He shook his head blankly.The girl frowned and thought for a while, and finally she seemed to have made up her mind, "Let's try using mental power to communicate. Although I haven't used it in actual combat, it shouldn't cause any problems. Just tap it lightly."

She made a comforting gesture to the young man, wondering if he could understand it, the girl closed her eyes and pondered for a while, then opened her eyes, her eyes seemed to be brighter than before, she raised her right hand and drew a rune in the air , a wave of fluctuations spread to the boy.

Seeing the girl's strange movements, Mu Yun was suspicious, and suddenly a pleasant voice came from his mind, "Hi, can you hear what I said?" Mu Yun's eyes widened, he looked around, and then pointed at the girl. Seeing the girl nodding, Mu Yun suddenly looked surprised, "Where is this place, does it have superpowers?" At the same time, the girl also nodded in response.

The girl breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the boy nodding, "It seems that there is no problem, as long as we can communicate."

"My name is Celia, are you Mr. Ryan?"

"Seria...a nice name, is the name of the owner of this body Ren?" Mu Yun muttered, turning his thoughts around, "I don't have any memory of this body before it was alive, and her inquiry doesn't seem to be sure about me. I’d better pretend to be amnesiac and get in there first, the most urgent thing is to learn the language here.” Mu Yun looked at Celia with a puzzled expression in his eyes, neither nodding nor shaking his head.

Celia stared at Mu Yun for a long time, felt his steady mental fluctuations again, and frowned, "It really looks like he lost his memory, this is troublesome, the information from the investigation these days shows that His family was all killed by that Necromancer, and he was the only one who survived fortunately, if he also lost his memory, then there is no way to find out the reason."

Mu Yun looked at Celia who was lost in thought and raised her hand and shook it in front of her. Celia came back to her senses and showed a questioning expression.Mu Yun made a gesture of writing and then pointed to his mouth. Celia asked, "Writing? Talking?" Mu Yun shook his head, "Learning to speak?" Hearing this, Mu Yun nodded fiercely.

Celia thought for a while, "Only when this experience is successfully completed will I have time to go home and rest. There is still more than a month before the start of the academy, so take some time every day to teach him to learn the common language. Spiritual communication should be able to Let him grasp it quickly, it will be convenient for communication, maybe he can recall the beginning, after all, it is the family-killing incident that happened under the leadership of Father, it would be the best if it can be resolved."

Serena, who made up her mind, conveyed the message to Mu Yun, "Well, I will spend two hours every afternoon teaching you the common language of mainland China. I hope you can learn it as soon as possible." Hearing Serena's words, Mu Yun With a sigh of relief, he smiled and nodded.

"Then you can take a good rest for the time being, and I will come and teach you starting this afternoon." After conveying the words, Seria also nodded to Mu Yun, then turned and left the guest room.

Looking at the back of Celia leaving, Mu Yun turned his head to look at the beautiful scenery outside the window, pursed his lips, "Since I'm reborn, I have to live well this time."

……

The light brown curtains fluttered gently in the breeze, blocking the increasingly hot sun. In a slightly shady room, a thin, middle-aged man was sitting at the desk and watching intently. The account book on the table, holding a pen in his right hand, is writing something seriously.

There was a knock on the door, and as the middle-aged man came in, a young girl opened the door and walked to the middle-aged man's desk.

"Father."

The middle-aged man continued to write a few strokes before he stopped, looked up at the girl standing in front of the table, and asked, "How is that boy?"

Celia looked at her father and said: "After he woke up, I used spiritual communication, but it seemed that he had lost his memory, and he couldn't speak a common language. Later, he proposed to learn. I think I can try it, maybe It can help him remember something, maybe it will help with this incident."

The middle-aged man, the lord of Fallen Star City, Foreman Stewart, tapped lightly on the table with his left hand, and said slowly: "Their family just moved here a few months ago. I have met his father a few times. Will he Speaking the common language, when we communicated, I thought it was a down-and-out nobleman who wanted to come here to settle down and redevelop, but now it seems that he is escaping from hunting, necromancers, people who are targeted by these guys must be hiding some big secrets , did the boy wake up with any abnormalities?"

Hearing her father's inquiry, Selea recalled her communication with Mu Yun, and said, "Everything is normal."

Foreman looked at his daughter seriously, "Then I will give you a month. If you still have no clues, then you can only hand it over to the Holy Church. Also, you can't leave behind your studies, although You are my daughter, but you are also the only dual-core awakened person in the family for hundreds of years. You are so suitable for the holy religion. It's on you."

Seeing her father's calm expression gradually becoming agitated, Celia lowered her eyelids slightly, and answered in a firm voice, "Yes, my lord father."

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