Feng Ying's
98 - Forgetting Something

"A-What do you mean?" Said Feng Ying.

"Remember Ying'er.. What about the guy you called first friend at the time. He did not side with you at all and instead refused your presence when you committed a massacre of the villagers in his residence. She's scared to see you.."

"..Then when you told her about your true identity back then to her.. What the hell's going on? He rejects your presence and wants your death. That's how everyone is against you.. Just like that guy you kind of miss. If he knows your true identity.. It's not impossible, he left you.. Her.. Just like the others.. He will be your enemy someday.."

"..He will not want your presence after knowing your true facts and your true identity.. Ying'er."

Feng Ying seemed to be lulled by her brother's words. Every word and sound that came out of the young man's mouth seemed to attack his mind.

Feng Chao was actually using the second level of Zhang family's illusory abilities, which could use illusions in mere words. But the illusion that comes out of speech, can attack the mental and feelings and thoughts of people who get it. They will be made to doubt, fear or other feelings. With the addition of speech facts, the illusion of sound will very quickly affect the listener.

Not many members of the Zhang family could reach up to the second level of the Zhang family's illusory abilities. Thus, Feng Chao was extremely lucky. Because he could reach the second level even stronger.

Without Feng Ying noticing and feeling, Feng Chao had already extended one of his fingernails that was behind his back. Feng Chao even tore off a bit of Feng Ying's back clothes and scratched his sharp fingernails on that back while continuing to spew illusory words that made Feng Ying unaware of her own state.

Blood kept dripping from the wound that Feng Chao had given Feng Ying's back. When noticed, then others would know if Feng Chao did not originally injure Feng Ying's back. But the young man is seen making pictures using scratches.

"Memory lock: lifetime." Mumbled Feng Chao. He covered the wound he had made on Feng Ying's back using his clean, bloodless palm.

When Feng Chao said the mutter that Feng Ying could hear, made the boy instantly come to a realization from his daydream. He was surprised to find out about this story. Lock the memory! Although this is not an attack or defense technique, but this style is included in the high-level. Because it can lock any part of memory that the user wants to lock forever, for life.

"What are you doing-Agghh!"

Haven't had the time to finish his words, Feng Ying immediately shouted in pain. He held his head with two hands. Meanwhile, Feng Chao immediately stood up and bit his own finger, then placed his bloody finger on his sister's forehead. "Memory lock."

Neither the blood that was on Feng Ying's forehead right now, nor the wounds on his back were glowing together. Until finally, the green light dimmed and just disappeared. So too with the blood on his back and forehead.

The wound on Feng Ying's back disappeared. However, on his back was the same mark, the mark of the same image made by Feng Chao. The sign cannot seem to disappear.

Feng Ying's body now started to waver and fell to the ground when Feng Chao did not catch her body. The young man started to lay Feng Ying's body to the ground surface with a heart. After that, he sat down next to his sister. Now Feng Ying had fainted.

"I have a reason to do this. I'm sorry if I had to lock your memories forever about that guy." Mumbled Feng Chao.

***

Feng Ying started to open her eyes after the day changed. The first thing he saw was the sky of a room. He changed his position to sit and pay attention to the circumstances around.

Feng Ying suddenly flinched when she felt that her strength was increasing. He looked at both of his palms and stared in disbelief, "I am level up? Wasn't I at the grandmaster level then? Then how is it possible, now that I'm at the warrior level?"

After a long moment of watching, Feng Ying laughed happily. "Haha.. I don't know what's going on. But it's so amazing, I'm awesome. That's remarkable.." Now he began to praise himself, because he could raise his strength without doing anything.

"Eh? But.. This where? Why am I here? Was it possible that I rented a room yesterday at the inn, but I forgot about it because I was too tired?" Mumbled Feng Ying.

Feng Ying's last memory was when she left the house a few weeks ago and after, she had fun several times and once to a place where there was said to be a treasure in it. Then when he found the city after adventuring and obtained the treasure, he was at that time very exhausted.

"Maybe it's true, I'm too tired. So, I forgot that I rented a room at the inn."

When he looked closely at the circumstances surrounding his resting place, Feng Ying had already guessed that this was an inn room.

***

Feng Ying was currently on the lower floor of the inn which was a restaurant. He called the waiter and ordered food and drinks.

The servant observed Feng Ying and nodded, "Sure. From yesterday, Young Master was in this inn."

"Then, what day is it?"

The servant answered Feng Ying correctly. Afterwards, he left and went to provide food and drinks that Feng Ying ordered.

The boy was silent when he heard the waiter's reply. Doesn't that mean, it's been a few months since he got out of the house? But how is it possible? Feng Ying felt that it had only been a few weeks out of her residence. Then what's he been doing all this time? Is it possible that he's been dying and unconscious for months?

Feng Ying was very clueless about his current state. What exactly is going on?

"Is it possible that I've been dying somewhere, and I haven't been up for months?" Mumbled Feng Ying.

***

After eating, Feng Ying immediately went out from inside the restaurant and walked the street in the city which was now noon. "It seems I'm forgetting something.. But what?"

"Dians.."

"..."

"Jian, do you hear me? Answer me!"

"..."

There was no answer at all, making Feng Ying annoyed. "Dian! Did you hear me?!"

Inside Feng Ying's soul room, there was a young boy who had the same face and appearance as Feng Ying. Only, the part of the eye that should be white, even black. It has blood red irises.

"Curtain, shit. Every time I wanted to say what happened yesterday, he couldn't hear me. What exactly did that brat (Feng Chao) do to her?! Tck, fuck." Grunt Jian.

He finally had no intention of telling what happened yesterday. He also had no intention of discussing anything that Feng Ying had forgotten. Because it will be free. Feng Ying would not be able to hear what he said. "What's up?!"

Jian could only harbour his wish at this moment. The words he uttered and what Feng Ying could hear were ordinary words, which did not discuss yesterday's events at all nor about everything the boy had forgotten.

"Dian! You finally answered me!" Annoyed Feng Ying through telepathy. He could indeed telepathically perform with just Jian.

"What's wrong?", Jian pretended not to know what Feng Ying wanted to discuss and just tried to shift the topic without discussing it.

"What actually happened? You must know what I mean."

"No, I don't know anything."

"Jian, answer the truth."

"..."

"Tck, bitch!"

Once that voice was heard, there was no other sound. Jian just sighed in annoyance. "That's the boy.." Mumbled annoyed.