"Cousin? What''s your name? Why do I seem to have no impression of you?" at that time, Jingxin was still a little Taoist at the foot of Wutai Mountain. Once, a distant cousin came to take refuge in her.


    Snow moon, a desalinated name, gradually appeared in the mind of pure heart. At that time, she kindly accepted her, but this is not the point. The most important thing is the cousin''s side, followed by a little monk, his face is actually like the Chen''s 91 models.


    The little monk wanted to stay at the beginning, but he was really sincere, so he agreed to him. What happened later? Jingxin couldn''t remember for a moment, but she was still vaguely able to guess something from those shameful pictures?


    Did you do that embarrassing thing with the little monk behind you? He is a Taoist, and he is a monk. How is this possible? Are you so shameless?


    The sudden appearance of the image is no longer the form of the picture. It appears directly in a clear memory, as if the dusty things in those years were about to be opened, which makes the pure heart collapse and collapse in an instant. I don''t know what to do!


    Yes, because of this, it is this incomplete and incomprehensible memory that makes Jingxin give up the attack on Chen Jiu and fall down with his head in pain.


    After some painful memory torture, Jingxin gradually calmed down again. After all, she is already the LORD God. Her heart is not comparable to ordinary women!


    "What''s the matter? Why did the memory interrupt, and how did she lose memory later? There was no impression at all!" although meditation was uncomfortable, she was more unwilling.


    A person''s life always needs to be complete, and if a time of losing memory exists, it is a great pity for a person!


    All along, Jingxin has been pursuing her lost time and feels that it is very important to herself. It''s like she carefully keeps the pendant. Even if she can''t remember some things or things, people still have an original ability.


    "No, I want to remember, I have to remember those years of memory and complete my life!" Jingxin decided very much. This is what she has been pursuing. How can she give up?


    "However, if the picture is true, how should I face it?" Jingxin immediately made difficulties. If the thing with Chen Jiujian is true, she will usher in greater difficulties. Embarrassment and discomfort!


    The LORD God of my generation has always been clean, holy and clear, but if you find that you already have a heart and have done that kind of shameful thing with a man, how should you face him, yourself and the gods?


    All these make Jingxin at a loss, but what makes her feel more unacceptable is the existence of Caidie. She is her own apprentice and a master. Do you want to share a man with her? If she knows, what should she think of herself?


    No, his identity and status, under today''s reputation, will never allow such a man to appear in his life!


    Yes, I can borrow him to recall this life and supplement the memory completely, but I don''t have to accept him, because those things are all past things after all, and I have no reason and obligation to marry him again.


    "Hoo..." when I thought about it, I was relieved. Finally, I smoothed the messy relationship, but then another problem was put in front of her.


    "How does memory come into being and what do you have to do to make a new memory?" Jingxin then recalled carefully. She unconsciously smashed her mouth. A special taste was introduced into her soul, which shocked her immediately and made the whole person ashamed to death.


    "This... This smell, damn it, the smelly man just made some in his mouth..." Jingxin realized that it was general, that was immediately atmospheric, and he had to commit a new round of crimes against Chen Jiu.


    However, the murderer''s jade hand held high and soon stopped. Her face was cloudy and sunny. She couldn''t believe it. "Is it because she tasted the taste of this thing that she produced the memory?"


    I can''t believe it, but some things happen too coincidentally at the same time, so it will naturally attract Jingxin''s attention. Although she doesn''t want to admit it, she still carefully found something and had to verify it, because she wants to make up her life too much!


    "Is it true that if you want a new memory to reappear, do you have to taste his stuff again? But it''s disgusting!" Jingxin guessed. She was so ashamed that she wanted to find a seam to drill in, but after a burst of shame, she didn''t understand: "This thing should be disgusting, right? But why did you swallow it so easily without any resistance?"


    I can''t accept, can''t tolerate myself to be so careless. The action of the point, Jingxin, and then recalled the picture in my head at the beginning. There is a little taste. The memory is the same as the real taste in front of me. There is no second taste!


    "This...... is he really the man in those years? If he is really him, is all this true?" Jingxin was stunned and couldn''t admit the authenticity of all this.


    "However, what happened between herself and him, so that she, a Taoist nun, actually took a fancy to him, a monk. It''s against common sense. How can she hand over her heart?" Jingxin wondered. This curiosity killed the cat, making her weak heart start to move again!


    "Eating once is eating, and eating twice is eating. Anyway, it''s all like this, and I won''t prove it again? Anyway, he''s in a coma now, and who can know if he doesn''t say it?" Jingxin still fell after all, because she wanted to find out all this.


    Of course, Jingxin didn''t just let go of herself. First, she tried to wipe something on her face and put it in her mouth. After a taste, there were some memories and paintings, which made her more sure. This kind of thing of this smelly man can help her open the deep psychological memory. It''s amazing!


    "Kindness has no age, but merits can be counted. Master Jingxin, I just want to know your merits..." in my memory, Chen Jiu once looked dignified, which was seen through by today''s Jingxin at a glance.


    The smelly monk didn''t have a good heart at the beginning. Although Jingxin blamed, the repetition of memory still made her smile, but she was unhappy again soon. What''s the matter?