When Ning Yu opened his eyes, he found that he had returned to the Grand Bazaar, and was sitting in the auditorium of the Zubair Theater, watching Nilu dancing on the stage.

Beside him, all the seats were full of people.

Among them were businessmen, workers, and even students from the Holy Order.

Among the crowd enjoying the dance quietly, Ning Yu even saw the female scholar who had come to the Zhafeng theater earlier.She was also sitting on the chair at the moment, watching the performance quietly, without the arrogant and hateful attitude before.

On the stage, Nilu's dance is still so soft and moving.

But at this time, Ning Yu was obviously not in the mood to appreciate the dance. He stood up, calmly took out his sword, and laid it directly on the neck of a student from the Teaching Academy.

"Damn it!" The student obviously didn't expect that he would be suddenly slashed by a sword, so he became like a quail and did not dare to move.

"What are you doing!" The others reacted quickly. They immediately took a few steps back to a safe distance, and then shouted: "This is Sumeru City, a place with laws and regulations. If you have any personal grudges, you can go outside to settle them." !"

"No, no!"

Seeing that the onlookers wanted to point out a clear path for him, "Quail" immediately suppressed his fear and said, "Big brother, I'm just an ordinary student of Miaolun School, I don't know you at all, you, are you looking for something wrong?" people."

"I ask, you answer." Ning Yu's tone was very cold.

"Hey, I promise you what you want."

"Your Faculty sent people to seal up the Zubair Theater yesterday, and let the students watch the show today. Why?"

"Huh?" The student was taken aback.

At the same time, the surrounding onlookers were also taken aback. They looked at each other a few times, and then one of them boldly walked over.

His tone was a little cautious: "Here, this hero, I dare to ask you when the incident of [seizing the Zubair Theater] happened?"

"One day ago." Ning Yu frowned slightly.

"You must have remembered wrongly. A day ago, we were still decorating the Grand Bazaar!" He glanced at Ning Yu, and said tentatively, "It's too late for the Holy Order Academy to promote the Grand Bazaar culture. How could we deliberately suppress or even seal it down?" Well, hero, you must have misremembered.”

Am I wrong?

Ning Yu's eyes flickered, and he looked around. The scene here was just as he remembered.

"Also, hero, you should also know that Sumeru City is going to host a cultural performance recently, and it was the Academy that took the lead in this matter!"

Seeing that Ning Yu was silent, this person said while the iron was hot: "The seizure you said is absolutely nonsense, maybe you misremembered it? I occasionally misremembered some things, but I remembered it after being reminded."

Maybe it was just like what this person said, after he explained it, Ning Yu felt that it made sense.

It seems that the Holy Order did not seal up the Zubair Theater, it was because of his memory problem.
No, not right.

He remembered the female scholar named Alma, if this hadn't happened, then he wouldn't be impressed with such a person at all!

"I remember her." Ning Yu raised his sword and pointed it at the female scholar sitting on the other side, "She was the one who led people to seal up the Zubair Theater."

she?
Everyone looked in the direction Ning Yu pointed, and they happened to see the female scholar.

But after seeing her, everyone just smiled, without any previous nervousness.

"Oh, hero, then you have misunderstood the person!" The elder brother in front said with a smile: "This scholar is Mrs. Alma, and she is the art officer of the Holy Order Academy. She wrote the plan, how could she come to seal up the theater!"

"That's right, big brother, Amal's literary and artistic officer is the most supportive of cultural and artistic activities in the entire Sumeru City. It is impossible for her to seal down the theater." The scholar also whispered.

When they said this, they looked as if it should be taken for granted, as if in their cognition, this was indeed a fact.

But
Alma is the literary officer of the Holy Order?Was this event planned by her?
"I heard that someone is looking for me."

Before Ning Yu could say anything, Alma walked over by herself. She walked through the crowd and walked to Ning Yu without any hesitation.

"You said that I once sealed off the Zubair Theater? It seems that there is a misunderstanding between us."

"."

Looking at that face, Ning Yu didn't speak.

The memory in his mind is not as clear as before, but he undoubtedly still remembers those things.

When there is an obvious conflict between one's own memory and the surrounding environment, or even a completely different and strong violation, what do ordinary people do?

Most people will abandon their own memory and choose to cling to the public, because that is the one with the most power.

But Ning Yu is obviously not an ordinary person.

He raised the sword, looked at the female scholar in front of him, and the blue eyes of God flickered at his waist.

【Immortal Method·Qingfeng Mingshen】

In an instant, a ray of breeze blew across Ning Yu's pupils, and his vision became much clearer.

".Ha ha."

The next moment, Ning Yu chuckled, put down the sword, and put it away.

He looked at the female scholar, bowed slightly, and said in a gentle tone, "I misunderstood, I believe that the art officer of Alma will not do the thing of closing down the Zubayr Theater. I am in a hurry, please forgive me, lady art officer."

Qingfengmingshen is one of the immortal techniques taught to him by the True Lord of Gechenlang City. It is not offensive in itself, but it can clarify the spirit of the user. It is suitable for being cast by someone or suffering from an illusion.

When Ning Yu used this fairy technique just now, his mind was indeed much clearer, but the scene in front of him did not change.

So in other words, he didn't fall under the illusion.

But at the same time, his memory has absolutely not been tampered with, and it is also true.

then the answer is obvious
"It's okay. As an art officer, I hope you can enjoy the unique cultural performance of Xumi." Alma shook her head, indicating that she didn't care, then she looked around, "Everyone, go back to your seats and sit down again, it's a misunderstanding That’s all, it’s been untied.”

"Oh, good."

"No problem, since Master Alma has said so."

Everyone else sat back. After all, the misunderstanding was resolved, and the dance performance was not over yet.

"I'm sorry." Ning Yu also apologized to the scholar whom he persecuted with his sword at the beginning.

"No, it's okay." The scholar waved his hands again and again, and then sat down.

Soon, this farce was over, and no one seemed to care that Ning Yu even used his sword to threaten others just now.

"."

After being silent, Ning Yu also sat down. He looked towards the stage, and it turned out that Nilu was still dancing.

It was as if nothing had changed at all just now.

But Ning Yu had already guessed the answer.

Here
Is it a dream? (end of this chapter)

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