In the Yuelao Temple, Yin Xiaoran was still kowtowing.
The blood on her forehead was flowing down, blurring her vision, but she had no intention of stopping.
Lin Yifan couldn't stand it anymore, so he dragged her up.
After rummaging in his pocket for a long time, he couldn't find anything that could wipe away the blood.
He simply took off his coat and took out the valuable handmade item inside.
She took off her white shirt and used it to wipe the blood from her forehead.
This time, his upper body was completely exposed to the public, but he was so impatient that he didn't realize it at all.
Yin Xiaoran resisted at first, but when she saw the man's half-naked upper body, she looked away unnaturally, and a bright red flashed across her face.
Although she could feel that the man in front of her was undoubtedly Yifan, but he had lost his memory.
Although the two of them had done everything they should and should not do before, and it was not uncommon to see them naked, but at this time Lin Yifan was to some extent It's just a stranger, so it's better for her not to look at anything inappropriate.
Lin Yifan's movements were very gentle, for fear of hurting Yin Xiaoran.
He didn't know how he could do this, he just listened to the voice in his heart.
The blood stains were removed, but the bleeding still didn't stop.
Lin Yifan frowned, covered the wound on her forehead with a blood-stained white shirt with one hand, and pulled Yin Xiaoran away with the other.
"I can't leave yet."
Sensing Lin Yifan's intention, Yin Xiaoran quickly broke away from his hand.
After speaking, he ran towards the Yue Lao statue and was about to kneel down again.
Lin Yifan was faster this time, pulling her up before her knees touched the ground, and said angrily: "Miss Yin, although I don't know why you did this, you should go to the hospital now, not here.
Waste of time" Yin Xiaoran smiled bitterly and said: "I don't know how to explain it to you.
I also know that praying to God like this may not be useful, but this is the only thing I can do.
I really have no choice."
She is just a mortal.
If she wants to know what happened to Yi Fan from Yue Lao, what else can she do besides begging here?
Lin Yifan's expression turned cold, and at the same time a trace of doubt flashed in his heart.
He could feel that this woman was definitely not a madman, but what was the purpose of her almost crazy behavior now?
Sighing, he released his hold on Yin Xiaoran's arm and said, "Can you tell me why you did these things?
Instead of asking for this cold wooden statue, why don't you tell me everything, maybe I can help you. " Yin Xiaoran was startled for a moment, then he smiled a smile that was much better than crying.
He lowered his head and said softly, "You won't believe it."
"How do you know I won't believe it if you don't tell me?"
"Then tell me, do you believe there are gods in this world?"
Yin Xiaoran raised his head and looked at Lin Yifan, with a glimmer of hope in his eyes.
Lin Yifan was stunned for a moment.
He had grown up accepting atheism.
How could he believe that there were gods in this world?
But looking at those big black eyes that were bright and full of hope, he found that he couldn't say "I don't believe it".
Two words.
After hesitating for a moment, he said: "Maybe there is, but I haven't seen it.
I believe seeing is believing, so I can't make a conclusion."
If his competitors in the mall know this, they will be shocked.
He is always decisive and ruthless in the mall, and he never considers other people's feelings.
Lin Yifan, who speaks his mind, can actually do something.
When others compromise Yin Xiaoran nodded in understanding.
If it weren't for her personal experience, she wouldn't believe it.
But for Yi Fan, the God of Wealth, to say that he didn't believe in gods, it was really weird.
Well, he lost his memory and forgot that he was a god.
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Yin Xiaoran sighed silently in his heart.
"What I'm going to say next may be unbelievable, but I can swear on my life that everything I say is true."
Taking a deep breath, Yin Xiaoran told the story of how he and Yi Fan met, fell in love, and then separated.
Say it all.
After she finished speaking, she looked at Lin Yifan, whose eyes were wide open with disbelief written all over his face, and said quietly: "Although I don't know why you suddenly became another person, and I don't know why you forgot me.
I don’t even know what happened in the middle, but I believe you are Yi Fan.”
"No, this is impossible, this is unscientific" Lin Yifan staggered back a few steps.
He was shocked by Yin Xiaoran's words.
Now his mind was in chaos.
His reason told him that these were all fake.
How could such a thing happen?
But there was a faint voice telling him in his heart.
All this seems to be true, otherwise how could he explain his special feeling for Yin Xiaoran?
What shocked him the most was that when Yin Xiaoran told the story about himself and Yi Fan, he actually felt the same, as if he had actually experienced those things.
But how is this possible?
If he is really the Yifan Yin Xiaoran said, then what about Lin Yifan?
Will his life of more than 20 years be overturned?
The more he thought about it, the more he couldn't accept it.
Lin Yifan turned around and ran out of Yuelao Temple quickly.
He wanted to leave here and find a place to calm down and think clearly.
Yin Xiaoran didn't stop him.
She also knew that all this happened so suddenly and unbelievably that no one could accept it.
If she met someone with a bad temper, he might even scold her and say she was delusional.
Turning her eyes towards the Yue Lao statue, she looked a little confused and muttered to herself: "What should I do?"
Suddenly, she heard a thunder outside the temple, and then heard a man's scream.
Could it be Lin Yifan?
She hurried out of Yuelao Temple and saw Lin Yifan lying on the ground, his body turned black and his hair turned into an explosion.
Could it be that this was struck by lightning?
Yin Xiaoran didn't have time to think about it, so she immediately ran over to help him up.
When she saw the dark face and closed eyes, she became anxious.
While slapping his cheek, she shouted urgently: "Yi Fan, Yi Fan Please wake up."
There was a cry in her voice.
Heaven.
Taotie punched the God of Thunder on the head and cursed angrily: "Do you want to kill my elder brother?"
Thor covered his head depressedly and explained: "The little god was also forced by the King of Hell, and I am sensible.
This thunder will only remind him of the past and will not cause any real damage to him."
"I believe that the King of Hell is definitely avenging his personal revenge and restoring his memory.
Is there any need to use thunder?"
Taotie gritted his teeth in anger, but he did not dare to go to the King of Hell to settle the score, so he had to punch the God of Thunder again, and then left in a depressed manner.
Thor was covering his head in disbelief, his face was filled with anger, he was provoking someone.
The underworld, the Palace of Hell.
Leng Sha raised a strange smile at the corner of his mouth and murmured: "God of Wealth, this is the price you pay for causing trouble in this king's underworld, huh":