I let Zhuang not give up the bait, but I don't want this mouse to pick me first.

It seems that this is a plan that can't keep up with the rapid change, and this rat-man is expected to overhear us on the side, knowing that I am the main person, and it is secondary to not give up.

They are very focused.

When these shadows were drilled into my mind, I also made out the world of the Pupil, and these shadows had already been copied.

Then the divine consciousness stirred, and the shadows that had burrowed into my mind were suddenly disturbed.

And after this agitation, my mind suddenly had a lot more memories, and these memories were all villagers.

And all of the memories of the day.

Some memories are fed to ducks, some memories are hoeing, and some memories are eaten and drunk.

The memories of men and women are all, especially cluttered.

I don't have to look at these memories, so I put all these memories out of my mind.

In the world of the Pupil, many thoughts of killing are mixed into these shadows in case of need.

I thought about the time and let go of this shadow.

These shadows were absorbed by the flute, and the mouse people were very satisfied with the smell of the nose.

Then he came to the unrecated bed, and took out a flute, and began to blow up against the Zhuang.

Soon the shadow entered the unrelenting mind, and then came out again.

The ratman was very satisfied with the harvest, but did not leave directly, but took some broken gold and silver from the bag and put it on the table.

This is a bit of a meaning, it is difficult to say that these rats do not steal memories at all, but in a way to buy memories?

From this point of view, these rats are still good.

At least they didn’t steal human memories.

Of course, this is likely to be the preparation of the mouse for long-term development.

I watched the rat put down the gold and silver, and then burrowed down the box into the ground, and soon disappeared.

But I have already made a sign of my divineness in it, and now I can see it clearly no matter where I go.

The mouse went through the underground passageway to several, also from the box, and also took away the memories of others.

I found out that there was an underground passage under the village that was generally dense with the cobweb, and it was estimated that every household had an underground passageway connected.

It is this way that the rat people enter everyone's home and steal the memories of others.

I even suspect that these boxes are all kept in the house of rats, and everyone is in a state of amnesia anyway, and no one will think of opening any box.

After looking at it for a while, the rat collected the memory very quickly, and soon received all the memories of the whole village, and then he returned to the underground passage and went all the way down.

This underground passage has several layers, the mouse people climbed to the bottom of the layer, this layer from the ground is tens of meters deep, the inside is very spacious, there are a lot of bottles, these bottles are transparent.

Some bottles are empty, some contain shadows of different colors.

Some shadows are red, some shadows are green, and yellow, purple, and the most surprising is gold.

The mouse began to classify various memories, and kept busy talking until all the memories were sorted, and the mouse took a breath.He checked twice and was completely reassured.

I thought to myself, it seems that this mouse is still a obsessive-compulsive mouse.

I was not in a hurry to go to this dark room, after all, the mouse's intention I do not know, what is its motive for doing so?

To say that it is doing this for practice, but I do not see where the rat's cultivation is going high.

But apart from the practice, what sustains it here day by day to collect the memories of these villagers?

I took back my mind and wanted to watch it for a few more days.

The next morning, Zhuang did not give up and woke up, he yawned, some confused looking at me: "Uncle, what happened to me, my head is a little dizzy?" 」

He also knew that he was his uncle, indicating that his memory had not lost much.

As soon as I thought about it, I understood that including Zhuang did not give up, including these villagers, everyone's memory loss was only amputated.

As for the memories before this memory was produced, it is estimated that it was not taken away.

The reason why these villagers forget too many things should be the memories that were originally left behind.

I did not give up on anything, he did not look like this, save to tell him again, he hesitated.

I think this mouse can only take away the memory of one day at a time, so Zhuang does not give up the time difference between now and me as one day.

The next evening, we ate the dinner the landlord had brought and went to sleep again.

And the rat appeared again, and it was as skilled as before, extracting memories and then entering the underground dark chamber.

Only this time, I found that there was a mouse in the dark room.

This mouse is larger than the previous mouse, with a pinch of crescent-shaped white hair on its chest.

When the white-haired mouse saw the mouse man return to the dark room, he began to speak.

It speaks the rat language, which I have been exposed to in the lobster secret, so I can understand it.

"How you get so many angry memories this time, it's not a good thing."

The mouse who stole the memory said, "Lord White Moon, I am only responsible for extracting memories, but I can't control the emotions of these slaves."

“Huh?”The rat, who was called the white moon, looked at the bottle on the shelf: "No, why two more bottles?"

The mouse who stole the memory said, "These are two foreigners, new to the village, their memories are old, no doubt adults will like it."

The white moon grunted and said, "Don't think what you think is what you think, we can't speculate on the idea of an unscrupulous adult, this last time the unscrupulous adult has been angry, and then make it angry, our mouse life is difficult to save."

"I know, I promise, the best memory this time."The mouse who steals the memory guarantees.

White Moon did not say anything, just urged: "Help me to pack thirty bottles up, to the most mellow memory, to see this time can make the unscrupulous adults happy, it is best to enjoy a little spiritual."

The mouse who stole the memory said, "If there is a spiritual sanity, don't forget me."

White Moon said: "Work positive, do not appear omissions, the benefits are always indispensable to yours."

The rat was happy to rub his paw: "That's good, that's fine."

Look at it that way, Lingdan is very important to it.