My Sect Was Wiped Out, and Now I Keep Trying to Get Myself Killed After Losing My Memories

“Chirp, chirp! Chirp, chirp!” “Waa waa, waah!” Listening to the birdsong and the suona beside her, she sighed. Ye Xiaosi couldn't remember when she had first entered this loop. She couldn't remember how she had ended up in it, either. But the scene unfolding before her left no time to think. “You little menace, and you still have the nerve to sleep? Get up!” Her master was already there with a basin of cold water, which he promptly dumped over her. She looked up at her master like a drenched chicken. She had given up on life. Her master demanded, “Fourth disciple, do you remember what I told you last night?” Last night... At the mention of last night, a spark of inspiration suddenly flashed through Ye Xiaosi's mind. “I remember, Master. Before going to bed last night, you carefully instructed me: There would be heavy rain during the night, so I must remember to shut the pigeon cage. As the storm grew stronger, the pigeons might get restless. I must be careful they didn't escape the cage.” Her master raised a peach-tree branch, his face full of fury. “The cage door is wide open now, and every pigeon inside is gone. Take a look for yourself.” “You wretch! What's the point of keeping you around? Take this!” She bolted through the door. “Someone help! Help me!”