Chapter 112 Chapter 22 Manjusawa

Chen Jing's surprised voice made me feel uneasy. In my impression, the head should not be seriously injured. If there is one, it should be the back. What's going on?Xinhong also felt strange, and then he also walked behind me worriedly, and looked at my head with Chen Jing, which made me very uncomfortable, who likes to be stared at by others.Who knows, he hesitated and muttered to himself: "This...is...?" The more they did this, the more it made me uncomfortable, and the outburst of anger that provoked me came up again: "Are you all finished? What's wrong with my head?"

"Tell me first, have you ever shaved your head since you were a child?" Chen Jing asked, letting go of the hand holding my head. Chen Jing's words changed, and she asked something irrelevant, which made me dumbfounded.In the memory, there seems to be no, and it seems to be there. The memory of childhood is very vague, and it seems that I have experienced a very painful thing.Only then did I realize that my childhood was very strange to me, and I have always been reluctant to think about it.Now, as I tried to recall, a bird flashed in my mind, the bird I often dreamed about.I really couldn't remember, so I had no choice but to answer: "No."

"Could it be a birthmark? I've lived with Jinwei for so long, and I've never noticed his head..." Xinhong actually ignored my words, and only cared about making friends with Chen Jing. "It can't be a birthmark. How can there be such a birthmark? It's clearly a tattoo!" Chen Jing said seriously. Tattoos... tattoos!After these two words were uttered from Chen Jing's mouth, they entered my mind, as if being stabbed by a needle.That bird, the big bird I've dreamed about thousands of times, came back to my mind, and this was the first time it was in my mind when I was awake.My head suddenly hurt like a pinprick, so I pressed my hands on my temples vigorously, trying to relieve the discomfort, and shouted: "Stop talking, my head hurts!"

Mom and Dad suddenly appeared in my mind again, everything stayed in my childhood, why some of my childhood memories are blank!I have never dared to face up to my childhood, and I seldom take the initiative to recall it. It turned out that I was afraid, afraid to know that some of my childhood had been lost in the past.I just often dream about my parents, and I miss them endlessly. My childhood seems to be lost in a certain time and space in the past.The big bird and the big bird pattern on Chen Jing's handkerchief kept flashing in his mind, and finally overlapped together. At this time, Xinhong and Chen Jing comforted me together and said, "What's wrong, what's wrong?"

"What's on my head?" I asked them word by word, and my eyes were fixed on them. "A bird is a tattoo of a bird!" Chen Jing replied coldly. As soon as I heard it, my whole body immediately relaxed, and I vaguely remembered something.Then, I involuntarily took out the handkerchief I found at the entrance of the cave, and stared blankly.Chen Jing was slightly surprised when she saw it, and she said, "So you picked it up, and I've been wondering why I couldn't find it." Later, Chen Jing said to me: "The pattern on your head is similar to the bird on the handkerchief."

This has long been what I expected. I wondered why it was the same when I was in the South China Sea.The things in my mind suddenly became clear and suddenly blurred. I was about to think of something, but I forgot it immediately, as if I was about to pierce a piece of paper.My consciousness was in a trance.Maybe it's because of the tattoos on his head.It's a pity that I can't remember why there is this thing on my head, and in the end I can't even remember what I want to think about. I gritted my teeth and stood up in pain, then handed the flower in my arms to Chen Jing, her eyes turned red when she saw it.I was a little embarrassed and said: "It's for you. I was worried that you would lose the flower in your hand, but it seems that I was worrying too much."

Chen Jing stuffed the flowers she picked in the water into her clothes without losing them.When she heard what I said, she was at a loss for words, so she just stammered and replied: "Thanks... oh." Then I asked softly, "Are these flowers manjusawa?" "Manjushahua? I've heard of it. It seems to be a flower that blooms on Huangquan Road." Xinhong thought for a while and replied. After he finished speaking, he looked at my head anxiously. The flowers bloom on the other side, guiding you, and it will be another thousand years... Manjusawa comes from the only Islamic classic. Its real name is Maha Mandalahua Manjusawa, which means the red flower that blooms in the heaven.Manjushahua is also called Bianhua, Tianyahua, and Shezihua, which are beautiful and sad names.It blooms in the seventh month of the lunar calendar, and its flower language is "sad memory".It is generally believed that it grows by the Santu River in the underworld. It is said that this flower is a flower of reception. The fragrance of the flower has magical powers and can evoke the memory of the dead.There is also a special feature of this kind of flower, that is, when they bloom, they have no leaves, and when they have leaves, they have no flowers.That's why when I was in the water, I already guessed which kind of flowers in the world would have leaves but no flowers, and their location is indeed a place leading to the underworld.

"You really don't remember what happened when you were a child, why did you have a tattoo on your head?" Chen Jing asked incredulously. "I really don't remember, I was also very depressed!" I said as I supported my back, which should still be bleeding. "Don't ask him yet," Xinhong interrupted Chen Jing, and then said to me: "I have a hemostatic powder here, I'll sprinkle it on you first before talking about other things." I sat obediently on the ground, and Xinhong tore my clothes away from the back. Anyway, I was bitten there by a ichthyosaur, and there was a hole, which only enlarged a little now.I feel that the back is numb. Although it is still hurting, it is not so obvious. Just now I saw a piece of flesh falling off my body.Xinhong carefully sprinkled the medicine powder to stop bleeding and reduce inflammation, which made me sweat hotly on my head, because Chen Jing was standing beside me, I was too embarrassed to yell, so I could only bite my lip, which finally broke Skinned.There were other injuries on my body, and Xinhong also sprinkled the medicine powder on me.In order not to focus on the wound, I turned my attention to Chen Jing and said, "What's the use of taking these flowers so desperately? Is it really healing?"

"Of course, but not for me. These flowers have miraculous effects and are really effective against cancer. This is the secret of the Hongya tribe." Chen Jing smiled slightly when she said this, "My illness has been cured early, really. Unexpectedly, young people also have cancer, the probability of this should be very small." "Who? Your relative?" I guessed. "You don't know him, and I don't even know if I tell you." Chen Jing said again coldly. "Don't talk about pulling it down." After I finished speaking, I put on a look of indifference.

"By the way, you used to be the place on your back that was bitten by fish and dragons. Is there a red birthmark there?" Chen Jing changed the topic again, making me dumbfounded. "How do I know? The eyes are on the front, and the back is on the back. How do I see it?" I thought her question was very strange, so I just slapped it casually.In fact, I do have a red birthmark on my back, but it must have been destroyed by the ichthyosaur.I have a very clear memory of the red birthmark.I remember when I was a child, my mother often hugged me to sleep. At that time, her favorite thing was to stroke my birthmark.I also gradually got used to someone stroking my back to fall asleep, but after getting used to it, no one came to stroking my back when I was ten years old, nothing more.

"Turn your head away first, both of you, I'll show you something." After Chen Jing finished speaking, she urged Xinhong and me to do what she said. The two of us turned around in a daze, not knowing what she was trying to do.Women really are always a mystery.After a few minutes, I asked us to turn around, and after turning around with confusion, Xinhong and I almost spurted blood!How could Chen Jing be like this? She actually took off her clothes, revealing a clean back.It's just that she was standing with her back to us. "You... what are you going to do, I don't have that kind of thinking!" I said nervously. "Where do you want to go, I'm telling you to watch my back!" Chen Jing replied fiercely. Chen Jing is really open, is it true that Africans don't wear clothes, so they are not very shy?I'm a super conservative man, and the old curator Zha is also here, so I have to maintain a good image in front of the elders.Unbelievably, there was also a red birthmark on Chen Jing's back. What a coincidence, but whether the shape of this birthmark is the same as mine is unknown, and I have never seen my own birthmark with my own eyes. "Have you finished reading it? Turn around quickly when you're done reading, so I can get dressed!" Chen Jing said with her back to us. "Oh, I'm done." After I finished speaking, I was about to turn around. Who knew that Xinhong was still standing still, staring blankly at Chen Jing. I really couldn't see that this kid was so lustful.I pulled him hard and turned around, and he scratched his head embarrassedly, and his face turned red all of a sudden. "Okay, turn around." Chen Jing said to us after a while. "Why are you showing us this?" I asked puzzled. "You are so stupid, let me ask you again." Chen Jing looked very excited, paused for a while to collect her thoughts, and then said, "Did your parents go to Africa once before?" "Africa? Haven't heard of it?" I became a little confused, but I really didn't hear my parents mention it. At this time, Xinhong wanted to say something, but the old curator suddenly woke up.He looked at us in surprise, and Xin Hong simply told him the matter, which temporarily calmed the old curator Cha.While they were talking, I pulled a manjusawa in Chen Jing's hand, and then lightly put it in my mouth and began to chew.It is said that these flowers can wake up the memory of the dead, and maybe it can also remind me of the past. Anyway, this flower is not poisonous, and eating a few of it is not a big problem.As soon as the petals enter the mouth, there is a bittersweet, sweet and astringent taste, which makes me feel a little ecstatic. Suddenly, my head began to hurt violently again, followed by a scorching heat, as if it was about to ignite a fire.Manjushahua is really not a joke. There are so many rare treasures in the mountains. Is it really going to restore my memory?After the scorching heat, there was another burst of coldness. I was so cold that I broke out in a cold sweat, as if I was still frozen.One cold and one hot, tortured me uncomfortably, could it be the reaction of poisoning?Before I had time to think about it, my eyes also hurt, and then it was pitch black.I just wanted to yell out, but who knew that my internal organs also started to ache, and the nerves all over my body were aching, as if I wanted to destroy all the meridians in my whole body.I couldn't take it anymore, so I rolled on the ground. I already had many wounds on my body, but my whole body was in pain. When I rolled on the ground, I didn't feel much when the wounds hit the stone. My five senses also temporarily disappeared. I don't know what Chen Jing and the others were calling at the side. Anyway, I didn't hear anything, as if I was abandoned in a vacuum environment.Finally, a pair of pictures appeared in the darkness. My eyes saw things, but not Chen Jing and the others, but what happened when I was a child. It was my parents who pulled me and took me to a dark environment. There was a woman, with a knife, who shaved all my hair off.Then, the needles were stuck in my head one by one, and I was struggling on the bed when I was young.Mom and Dad looked very unbearable, they had tears all over their faces, and finally couldn't bear to look at it again. Mom wanted to stop, but Dad took Mom out of the room.In the hands of the woman, she held a painting, a picture of a bird.I ended up passing out from the pain, and when I woke up I forgot something.Yes, that's what happened at that time, I was afraid, miserable, and then I forgot about it. My parents took me to work outside the city for a year. At that time, I was locked in the room and cut off all contact with the outside world.It wasn't until I grew my hair that my parents took me back home and left the temporary work place.That year was a year when my memory was blank. I don't remember anything, so it was like this!Finally, another image appeared in the eyes, and it was the painting that my parents took, the painting held by the woman who stabbed me with a needle, and they burned it, burned it completely.The weak me, standing aside secretly, can see clearly.That painting is very old. In my opinion now, it must be an ancient painting, and it has a long history, but why did they burn it? How could they burn cultural relics as archaeologists?I have nothing but incomprehension but no resentment for what they have done.Finally, the sight in the eyes disappeared, and then the worried faces of Xinhong, Chen Jing and the old curator gradually appeared.I'm covered in sweat, but I'm pretty darn dirty, and I'm not short of something like that. I finally remembered things and finally got my lost memories back.Manjusawa is really so magical, I am really amazed, it is a rare treasure in the world!It even retrieved its memory. Who did Chen Jing want to give it to when she held it, and how did she know that Manjusawa was here?