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Noisy, so noisy.

Is the prefecture so noisy, why not be peaceful after death,

Yu Yan frowned and slowly opened his eyes in the noise.

It is not a dark environment in the imagination, or the floating ghosts, but a group of people.

A group of people who dressed are strange and staring at themselves.

Is the folk customs of the prefecture that is like this? Why did anyone get the clothes broken and one after another? Yu Yan's thoughts.

"怎么, how do you feel, 芷？?"

She was a woman with red hair. She was probably the most wearing this group.

Yu Yan looked at her at a glance, and was curious how this red hair cover was made, and the craftsmen of their drama team could not be so natural.

"Yu Yan, don't I just say you two words, do you can't think of it?"

The sweet and greasy, even when the content was ignored, it was really harsh, and Yu Yan followed the prestige.

It was probably a girl who could not be 20 years old, but it was a kind of dress she had never seen. The skirt was capable of covering the hips, the fabrics of the top were even less, the abdomen was fully exposed, and there was another on the navel. Shins jewelry.

But this is obviously not her most concerned about today.

take things too hard...

Almost at the same time as the girl said, Yu Yan noticed the pain from her hand.

At this time, the white wrist was covered by an unusual wound at this time. Although the blood was stopped, it can also be seen that the owner of his hand was a knife that was ruthlessly cut off.

Am I dead, why do I feel pain when I die?

wrong.

This is not my hand.

At the age of ten, Yu Yan accidentally overturned a jar of hot soup. The whole can of soup was spilled on the back of the hand. Since then, a big scar with a thumb is full of thumbs.

But this hand was fair and abnormal, not even a wound, where there was a shadow of scars.

Isn't it something to cook behind the theater? If you are not in the local government at this time, what will this be?

The people in the room dared not speak out, and they stared at some of the confused girls in front of them. Even the girls who spoke just were quiet under the reminders of others.

After a long time, Yu Yan looked up and asked the only woman who cared about himself: "How many years are it now?"

The woman seemed a little puzzled, but still answered truthfully: "In 2022, 芷 芷, are you uncomfortable?"

2022, how can it be 2022.

She was born in the 13th year of the Republic of China, and she was only 18 years old at the time of the accident. How could it be 2022.

Yu Yan confirmed that he had not had a mess of memory, so he could only ...

She passed through another time and space, a advanced, completely unknown space -time.

There are no masters, no theater troupe, and probably no rule of killing people without paying for their lives.

But no...brother.

The heart throbbed suddenly, and Yu Zhi forced herself not to think anymore.

The people around her seemed to be relieved to see her speak again, and they began to resume their noisy state.

A man wearing a hat interrupted everyone and asked, "Yu Zhi, can you still record the next show?"

Yu Zhi looked over in doubt, but in the next second she felt the woman in front of her become anxious: "Yes, yes, Director Zhang, we, Zhi Zhi, can record."

"Okay, then let's withdraw, come on stage in ten minutes, and prepare well."

Then, without even looking at it, he turned around and left the room.

Others also walked out slowly under his orders. Yu Zhi guessed that this person should be at least a military officer or something, otherwise how could he speak so well.

In an instant, only Yu Zhi and the woman in front of her were left in the space. After closing the door, she sat down on the chair in front of her, holding Yu Zhi's bandaged hand, and said worriedly, "Zhi Zhi, what's wrong with you? Tell Miss Yu."

Yu Zhi's ability to know people has been top-notch since she was a child, so she can naturally see that the people in front of her care about her.

Pursing the corners of her lips, Yu Zhi said, "I don't remember."

"Don't remember?" The woman wondered, "Don't remember what?"

"I don't remember anything."

Yu Zhi couldn't give her a too specific explanation, one is that this matter is too unbelievable, and the other is that she can't even see her own situation clearly now, and she doesn't know where to start if she wants to explain.

The person who claimed to be Sister Yu was stunned for a full minute, and then sighed. Presumably, she blamed the loss of memory on the consequences of a major blow.

She touched Yu Zhi's head, and said with a little distress: "Silly boy, we can't compare, let's go home."

Yu Zhi didn't raise any objections. It was indeed the best choice for her to go home now, but she couldn't help but care about what the man said just now: "Sister Yu, what is the show?"

At this time, Sister Yu had already started to turn around and tidy up the items on the table. Hearing this, she replied directly: "Today should be the first impression stage, but it's more important for your safety if something happens. We won't be on this show."

Although Yu Zhi didn't understand what the first impression stage meant, but she thought that in the past, if the theater troupe took over a job and didn't go to the show halfway, they would have to pay ten times the deposit, so she subconsciously asked: "How about that?" Aren't you going to lose money?"

Sister Yu thought she was concerned about liquidated damages, so she pretended to be relaxed and replied: "It's okay, I'll pay for it, so I don't have to worry about you little girl, you just give me peace of mind to recuperate, I..."

"I'll go." Yu Zhi interrupted her.

"Zhi Zhi", Sister Yu felt even more distressed: "Don't force it."

"It's not forced, I can." The girl replied.

For some reason, she still had the same face as before, but Sister Yu saw a determination that she had never had before.

In any case, it was exactly what she had always wanted to see.

Hugging the girl in front of her tightly, she inexplicably felt that she should give her more trust.