Chapter 1792: The only person who remembers

In more than a year, with a group of young people in the village blocking the attacks of the wild beasts and protecting the villagers in the village, this day suddenly found that they had forgotten some people, and they could not remember anyway. This made him a little panicked.
He one by one, repeatedly recited the names of people who remembered in his mind, remembered the faces of those people, and could not remember other familiar people. It seems that only the relatives and friends they know are the only ones.
But in fact, he knows very well that he not only remembers these relatives and friends, but also others, he can't remember.
"Is it related to the failure of the robbery..."
He talked to himself and his emotions were extremely low.
Originally thought that after the robbery, it was only repaired to scatter the source of the wither, but did not want to, the memory also dissipated a little bit with the passage of time.
This makes him extremely uncomfortable, will he gradually forget everyone?
When I think of it, he feels scared. He takes a hunting knife and names one by one on the wall of the house: Li Changfeng, Qing Xuan, Lin Xi, Ji Yu, Su Shu, Bai Qiu, Snow Night, No Clothes, Purple Elf, Yan Yaer, Bai Zikai, Xiao Taichu, Lingyun, stupid tiger, stupid crocodile.
After more than a year, he suddenly remembered these people.
He looked at the names of these people until half an hour later, he walked out of the room and walked towards a mountain outside the village.
Outside the village, there are not many wild beasts coming in every day. Most of the time, it is still very peaceful. During these peaceful times, he built a number of unknown tombstones in the mountains outside the village.
Some people, he forgot, couldn't remember, but he killed 180,000 innocent creatures, but still remembered.
Time flies, and at dusk, he returns to the village, rests after dinner, looks at the names on the wall, and remembers one by one.
The next day, he woke up and looked at the names on the wall again, still remembering.
He gave him a little peace of mind, walked out of the village and went to the mountains to continue building the unknown tomb.
So, a dazzling, half a month passed.
Half a month later, on this day, he woke up, looking at the names on the walls of the house as usual, and chanting one by one, at the end of the day, his eyes became stunned, and then his body trembled: "Stupid tiger? Stupid?"
He recited these two names, couldn't think of things about them, and couldn't even think about his appearance.
He racked his brains to think back, until the time of the past for more than an hour, still couldn't think of anything.
"Stupid tiger, stupid crocodile..."
He is very uncomfortable when he recites these four words.
"Lin brother, there are wild beasts!"
A loud scream outside the door, very anxious, is the voice of a small stone.
Lin Tian finally looked at the names on the wall, and then walked out of the house and took the young and middle-aged people in the village to resist the brutal attack.
This time, the wild beasts are more fierce than before. Lin Tian took the village’s young and middle-aged people and spent three hours to repel the wild beasts and then return with a scar. In the house, I looked at the names on the wall and looked at the names of the last "stupid tiger" and "stupid crocodile". I still can't think of anything.
This made him feel overwhelmed by the uncomfortable and sad, the memory is constantly missing, relatives and friends, he is constantly forgetting, the lovely two sisters, the gentle and sage of the red face, the comrades of the friends who fight side by side, the parents of the parents , quiet and peaceful, no clothes, in the near future, I will gradually forget one by one?
Thinking of these things, he felt fear and could not stop shaking.
Then, I don't know how long it took, he slept in a panic.
The night, coming soon, then dispersed, a new day.
Time passes, day after day, he looks at the names on the wall every day, and then, every once in a while, he will forget one or two people, can’t remember things about them, and after another year, he will be on the wall. The name is engraved, he only remembers two, Li Changfeng, no clothes.
Then, when it was half a year later, the names on the wall, he only remembered without clothes, and all others forgot, and in any case could not recall.
Then, after another two years, he still remembers no clothes and did not continue to forget.
"No clothes." Looking at these two words, he said to himself, the nose could not help but be sour, there is a feeling of wanting to cry.
Other names on the wall, he obviously feels very important to him, but it can't be remembered anyway, even the appearance can't remember, and only the undressed and not forgotten, still remember very clearly.
Even, even the villages where he lives today, the familiar villagers who contacted him and the names of a group of young adults who have resisted the wild beasts with him, have gradually forgotten, can’t remember, only when those people call each other. He only knows who they are.
In these two years, no clothes, these two words have become the driving force and courage of his life. After forgetting one important person, only one person remembers at the end. For him, it seems to be a cold winter. A fire in it can make him feel warm.
The sky was full of stars, and he looked at the words "no clothes" on the wall, and slowly slept in, even though he slept, his body trembled from time to time.
The cold wind is floating outside the house, and the sky is so deep.
A mountain outside the village, a woman standing here, even more beautiful than the starry sky, the white Luo skirt in the wind, do not know when it appears here, I do not know how long has been standing here, just quiet Looking at the house where Lin Tian is.
The night soon dissipated, and a round of morning sun emerged over the sky, a little light to the earth, and a new day came again.
As usual, Lin Tian went into the mountains to build an unnamed tomb. When there were wild beasts attacking the village, the young and middle-aged people in the village resisted the attack of the wild beasts again and again.
He forgot an important person, but there are 180,000 souls in his hands. He always remembers, as if it were a curse, and it is eternal on him.
Therefore, he also remembers that he wants to protect the people in the village, even if he has forgotten who they are, but these ordinary people like the eighteen souls, he must protect them, can not let them die in the mouth of the wild animal He wants to redeem.
Time is half a year later, another wild animal attack, he and a group of young and middle-aged people slammed more than a hundred feet outside the village, for dozens of times for the youth who resisted the sniper beasts to block the fatal wound, was repelled in the herd After that, he was covered in blood, bleeding in his mouth, with a few blood holes in his body, his face was pale to the extreme, and seemed to die at any time.
(End of this chapter)