Chapter 440: Memory Lost Master

"Well, this one, there was a master Jiang Mengran before, but later broke the news that he was just a liar, interrupted by Murong Yunqing's limbs, and thrown to the wasteland. Now except for those stick goddesses who set up street stalls. , I have never heard of anyone who is more powerful. "Police hurriedly.
"Apart from our city A, are there no nearby cities?"
"Uh, I don't know this. I called my cousin. He is more convinced of these things. I think he can know." The police officer thought for a moment and said in a hurry.
"Hurry up!"
Li Yiyuan urged.
The policeman hurried to call his cousin, said for a while, and hung up the phone, and said to Li Yiyuan with joy: "Secretary, my cousin said, there is a very powerful mentor in City B, His name is Master Li Tangyi, and he has always been a guest of honor and wealth in the city of B. It is probably right to find him. Yes, director, haven't you always believed in ghosts and gods? Why do you want to find a master now? "
"roll!"
Li Yiyuan scolded impatiently!
The police officer was frightened and went out in a hurry!
Li Tangyi of City B?
He seems to have heard of this name, I wonder if he can help himself?
In any case, I had to rush to City B to see it immediately. I couldn't take it anymore, and at night, I was suffering from a grudge.

City B.
Since returning from City A last time, he found that Li Tangyi, who had one day less memory in his mind, always flipped through the calendar of that day with confusion.
I always felt that my mind seemed to be stuffed with a cotton ball, and I suddenly blocked a certain memory. Moreover, he felt terrible that he found that his memory or something began to worsen day by day. Now, often it is either forget this or forget it.
He patted his head with great annoyance. Is he going to get Alzheimer's like everyone else?
This is really a horrible thing.
These days, he is working very hard to do some intellectual activities that help prevent Alzheimer's, but it seems to have no effect.
This made him more and more apprehensive, fearing that one day he would become waste wood and be cast aside.
He made an overseas call. "Brother, when are you coming back? I'm afraid I will soon have Alzheimer's disease."
"Dangyi, I just deduced it for you yesterday, and found that you hit a catastrophe, but the number of catastrophes is very strange, and the result is like a cloud of fog that cannot see the future." The brother replied.
Li Tangyi's heart panicked. "Is it really destined for me to have Alzheimer's?"
"Don't be nervous. Next month is Master's death. I will also go back to worship Master and help you to see it."
"Thank you, brother."
Li Tangyi hung up his brother's phone, feeling more and more heavy.
The brother has almost never missed the Gua Gua. He counted his own results like this, so he must be hopeless.
He tapped his own head and looked at the dark compass on the table, remembering what had happened to that compass, but couldn't remember anything.
He took the compass and habitually went to the top of the building to observe astrology and magnetic field.
The pointer on the compass suddenly wobbled a little, and then returned to normal.
In his mind, it seemed as if he had been struck by lightning. Vaguely, he felt that his lost memory should be related to the messy hand of the compass.
But why exactly?