In the eastern region of the Patrol Underworld Bureau lay the Black Nether Bamboo Forest, dark, still, and secluded.
At the heart of the Bamboo Forest was a pool of black water. Nether Drifter flitted about above it in silence.
You Lian led Zhang Xuan over to a massive black boulder nearby and sat down.
"Speak. What is it?" You Lian asked as soon as she sat.
In truth, the moment she first saw Zhang Xuan, she had felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity. Yet Zhang Xuan did not exist in her memories.
It was precisely because of that strange familiarity that You Lian was willing to speak with Zhang Xuan. Had it been any other ghost, they could forget about it.
Ever since You Lian had entered the Patrol Underworld Bureau, countless ghosts had pursued her because of her exquisite appearance.
The black-robed ghost with beast markings who had threatened Zhang Xuan earlier was one of them.
Zhang Xuan stared intently at You Lian and asked again, "You truly don't remember me?"
You Lian shook her head before adding, "Still, I always feel that you're familiar, but there's no trace of you in my memories."
Hearing this, Zhang Xuan smiled in relief.
"You keep saying I am Green Bamboo. Can you tell me about her?" Recalling something, You Lian spoke again.
Zhang Xuan did not hesitate and immediately told her about Green Bamboo.
You Lian showed little reaction, as though Zhang Xuan had been speaking of someone else.
It seems her memories were severed completely. I can only start with This Seat himself, Zhang Xuan thought.
"It's getting late. If there's nothing else, go back and rest early. We still have roll call tomorrow."
You Lian stood up and looked back at Zhang Xuan, who remained seated in thought.