Chapter 318: Amnesia snake venom

"You girl, you have a boyfriend at a young age!"
Yuqing stretched out her dust and swept her head, "You are now in the cultivation phase, and you can't break a single body until you reach the age of 18. Otherwise, everything will be abandoned."
Yang Zimei was startled, "Really?"
"Um." Yuqing nodded.
Yang Zimei patted her chest slightly, thanking the dragon's restraint day by day, otherwise, she might be confused and uncontrollable.
"Master, come and see him now, okay?" Yang Zimei begged.
"That's natural, not to mention that it's your man. As a teacher, I want to see African black witchcraft. How powerful is it." Yuqing nodded.
After hearing what he said, Yang Zimei was disappointed: "Master, haven't you seen African black witchcraft?"
"No." Yuqing shook her head. "Just heard it."
As soon as Yang Zimei heard it, his mood dropped immediately.
If even the master hasn't seen that black witchcraft, how can it be lifted?
"Check it out, although you haven't seen it before, all the witchcraft spells in the world have the same source and have their similarities." Yu Qing saw her worry and comforted her.
"Will the master do other witchcraft?"
"Understanding."
Hearing this, Yang Zimei ignited another hope, urging the master to go down the mountain quickly.
They hurried back to Lotte Hotel.
As soon as Zhu Gezhen saw her, he hurriedly said to her, "Zi Mei, he just spit out black blood every day."
He covered his nose from the bathroom and took out a basin. A pool of ink-like liquid condensed on the basin, with a foul smell.
Yuqing stepped forward and took a closer look, and then opened Dragon's eyelids and touched his abdomen. The relief appeared on his face: "Fortunately, fortunately!"
"Master, what's fortunate?"
When Yang Zimei saw Yuqing's expression, she asked anxiously.
"Not African black magic."
"No? What's that?" Yang Zimei asked urgently.
"It's just poisoning, a kind of golden thread and black thread forgetful snake that roams in Africa. After a person is bitten, life is not dangerous, but it will slowly eat away memories ..." Yu Qing explained.
"That is to say, will he have amnesia? But there will be no danger to his life? Will it affect his intelligence? Can he wake up?" Yang Zimei asked.
"This kind of soul-eliminating snake is equivalent to the maggots raised by people in southern Xinjiang. It is only responsible for forgetting memories. When all the original memories are forgotten, it will naturally wake up, and other physical functions will not have any impact. 30 Years ago, a Taoist who came to Africa as a teacher also got the snake venom. He woke up three months later, but he became amnesiac, and the others did not change. "Yuqing said.
"Just amnesia?"
The big rock pressed by Yang Zimei's heart was loosened slightly, and he held the warm palm of the dragon day by day.
"If it's just amnesia, that's fine." Zhu Gezhen said aloud, "The memory in front of him is too painful."
Yang Zimei raised his eyes and looked at him, then looked down at Long Zhutian's black gold face.
"Brow ... Brow ..."
Long murmured again and again every day, "You wait for me ... I will definitely come back ..."
Yang Zimei's heart was sore, she leaned down and hugged his body, laying her face on his chest ...
Even if he had no memory, he was still her.