Volume 2 Jingcheng Treasure Hunt (1) Miscellaneous Matters Chapter Seventy-Nine: Wandering Spirits in Another World, Memories of Old Friends?

Xue Zixuan thought about it, or gathered in the dantian. At the same time as the soul was projected into the body, he also saw Meng Xuan floating in the sea of qi.

It's a pretty cute girl, with a pair of big black and moist eyes under her short blond chestnut fluffy hair, which is different from the super bookish gold wire frame on her small and delicate nose, and a super colorful peach blossom makeup is painted on her palm-sized little face.

The outfit is also completely deviant fashion - crop tops, denim shorts and ripped leg socks. As soon as Xue Zixuan and Meng Xuan met their eyes, they turned their heads with black lines on their faces:

"Immorality. ”

"Huh?" she didn't wear a topless light gauze suspender belt, nor did she get a pair of frayed jeans that were loose and pubic at the bottom. Obviously, it's just a little cooler, and it's a little bit to keep up with the modern trend, where is the bad customs?!

However, Meng Xuan didn't dare to take the initiative to reply to this costume beauty who didn't look very easy to mess with, so she could only squat down with her knees in a solid state, staring at her seriously with big teary eyes, and weakly explained:

"That, sorry. I wasn't originally from this world, and I entered this body by accident......"

"Heh, by mistake, just by virtue of the Zixiao Divine Thunder around me that has not yet retreated, it is enough to punish demons and evil spirits and retreat ten thousand ghosts. Don't play any tricks on me! I ask you, where did you banish the original owner of this body?"

Xue Zixuan didn't eat her shameless cuteness, even if Meng Xuan was frightened by her roar, shaking like sifting chaff, he couldn't arouse the slightest pity from her.

After all, the mistake of the farmer and the snake, it is enough to make it once.

"No, huh, you, you...... Big guy, it's really not me, I don't know anything, I don't need to kill people!"

Meng Xuan, who was squatting in the corner of the wall and planting mushrooms, jumped high when he heard this, and while crackling explaining, he scratched his head in a broken heart, almost grabbing a soft hair into a chicken nest.

"What I said is true! I was accidentally hacked to death playing with my mobile phone during a thunderstorm, and the underworld was overcrowded, so I had no choice but to go through the back door of my uncle's in-laws' grandfather's aunt and grandmother's cousin, and cut into the high-speed reincarnation brigade. ”

"The brother who led the team told me that the welfare of this world is good, and recommended me a derivative novel of this world. I saw that there were a lot of cannon fodder supporting roles here, and there were many good ones, so I nodded and agreed. ”

"Dog, that old brother told me that this body is now just an empty shell, and it has no intelligence. The reason why she was lucky enough to be tempered by the Zixiao Thunder Tribulation and turned into a human form was only because she was the companion spirit bamboo of the 10,000-year-old spirit tree. As a result, I was reincarnated in a hurry, and when I opened my eyes, I saw that the big guy was ......."

Meng Xuan cautiously observed Xue Zixuan's expression while explaining, but saw that the woman was indifferent even if she heard such a ridiculous thing, she really had to be convinced.

She didn't know that the reason why Xue Zixuan was so calm was very simple. An old monster who has lived for more than a hundred years in his past and present lives, and what else has not happened.

What should be surprised, what should be sad, and what should be emotional has long been a relic of history.

In her eyes, her own rebirth is nothing more than that, let alone the crossing of others.

However, it is the rule to salute first and then to soldier. I've asked, and I'm going to investigate.

Qing Yue's graceful female voice was still echoing in her ears, and the blue afterimage had disappeared in front of Meng Xuan's eyes: "It's useless to say more, I'll investigate." It's best if what you're saying is true. ”

Meng Xuan didn't react, so he could only stand stupidly and let Xue Zixuan grab his arm, and the powerful divine soul directly invaded the sea of knowledge.

In the midst of the chaos, the scattered fragments unfolded over time, and the faded scroll was a long-lost scroll......

Xue Zixuan didn't check Meng Xuan's memories one by one, so she didn't have that kind of American time. I can feel the attraction of the law in the sea of knowledge, and all the memories related to her are those who take the initiative to come forward.

A cluster of round memory bubbles is crystal clear and colorful. At first glance, it looks like a colorful soap bubble fluttering in the wind in the sun, but in fact, its interior is also loaded with all kinds of scattered memory fragments, making it appear that its material is becoming more and more thick, like seven-colored crystals.

Xue Zixuan hastily counted it, and it was not much, only eight. From the outside, the contents of the bubble appear very blurry, and only colorful things can be seen.

Meng Xuan was so frightened that he almost collapsed, a pair of rabbit eyes widened, and tears were wrapped in his eyes all the time and he kept thinking there: ", big guy, you, you, have you taken my brain out?"

"How can there be such an unscientific thing? I'm a ghost now, how can I have a brain, it's still colorful!"

"I'm just reading your memory, but if you keep making noise, how about I treat you to tofu brain, fried meat floss and bone broth then?"

Xue Zixuan was trying to break through the defense of the first memory, but Meng Xuan kept arguing there, which was really irritable.

Provoke, can't be provoked. Meng Xuan became a quail in a second. Although the beauty in ancient costume just moved her lips up and down, her expression did not change at all, and she didn't even raise her eyebrows, Meng Xuan inexplicably felt that she was very irritable now.

Although it's still very strange, she is a ghost and has no body, where does the brain, flesh and bones come from?

After Meng Xuan went to the wall to think quietly, Xue Zixuan quickly broke through the defense on the first memory bubble.

A cloud of colorful chaos mixed with crystalline shell fragments poured out of it, and at the same time, a vast expanse of memories began to flood through the minds of the two men.

This is the content of the novel "Lotus Shengdu" that the buddy from the underworld high-speed reincarnation brigade gave to Meng Xuan to read, combined with Xue Zixuan's memory, and the image that appeared.

It seems to be true.

A delicate-faced girl, dressed in a tattered green veil of thorns and thorns, stumbled along the forest path, and from time to time she was attracted by the novelties of the roadside, stopping to flutter butterflies and dig in the mud.

At that time, Xue Zixuan was full of brilliance in her big smart eyes, but her intelligence was not born, and she didn't know how to avoid suspicion and add clothes to her cognition like a three-year-old child.

The fair-skinned plump breasts and the curly fluff under the body loomed under the tattered gauze, and the outline of the green cherry dots was clearly against the thin layer of light veil.

"Why are you running around again? Come here and help! can't eat yet?" In the blink of an eye, the silly companion Cuizhu was lazy again, and the slender and tall girlish crossed waist shouted angrily.

Xue Zixuan's ears are still very sensitive, and these days of getting along have already made her very attached to the girl. Hearing this, she hesitantly put down the mud in her hand and walked in the direction of the girl step by step.

Although the girl is young, she looks no more than seven or eight years old. But it is better to be clever and handle everything in an orderly manner. Her silky black hair was gently tied with a beige ribbon, and she wore a moon-white silk undershirt with an intricately patterned black skirt that reached her ankles.

She is the heroine Xue Ziqing.

At the beginning of her birth, she was also wearing the same clothes as Xue Zixuan.

But the clothes made of the bark of the ancient spirit wood tree are more like a suit of armor, and the rough touch when wearing the body makes the girl's white skin like snow be scraped with large and small red marks, and then look at the soft light veil on the body of her companion Lingzhu.

There is no harm if there is no contrast, Xue Ziqing secretly poked and poked with envy.

But Xue Ziqing's strong self-esteem also made her unwilling to just draw a scoop according to the gourd, and she studied a set of comfortable and beautiful women's clothes. The style has also changed from deviant and nondescript to today's more normal and beautiful appearance.

At this time, Xue Ziqing was working hard to build the wooden house where they lived, and the materials used to build the house were also the wooden clothes and bark that she had chopped down by the Nine Heavens Xuanlei during the previous thunderstorm.

"Hmm, woo, give. Although he was reluctant to give up, Xue Zixuan also obediently ran back from the trail.

The road bumped and fell into the mud, and the little flower cat only left a pair of big eyes to blink and stare at her seriously, muttering inarticulate and handing over a handful of colorful small wildflowers in her hand.

Seeing her obediently coming over and sending her flowers so cutely, Xue Ziqing was a little embarrassed. With the help of the clear water by the stream, she cleaned her hands and face, and the dead duck said stiffly:

"I really owe you, and I don't know if you're a companion or I'm a companion. Don't run away for me, and don't eat indiscriminately!

Xue Zixuan had long been accustomed to such a warm daily life, squatting down as meekly as a cat and letting the little girl wash her face with a small handkerchief, and also showed a more silly smile and squinted comfortably.

Touching the soft skin under his hands, Xue Ziqing couldn't help but secretly compare it with himself, well, defeated.

And how long is that breast, how is it getting bigger and bigger, and hers is still the same as a tablet!

Xue Ziqing, who was inexplicably hit again, squatted down and waved at Xue Zixuan, "Sister is tired, go play by yourself." I have to go home before the sun goes down!"

As he spoke, he started to work again, comforting himself meaninglessly:

Compared with the stupid Cuizhu's first body and then her senses, she was born with tens of thousands of memories of flowers blooming and falling, rising and falling, and the tide ebbing and falling, which is already very good, and now she is just slowly waiting for her body to develop, calm, calm......

The wooden hut, which lasted more than a month, has been almost completed.

The cabin was built on the branches of a giant tree and was the size of a classroom. But the victory is that it is surrounded by mountains and rivers, with picturesque scenery of grass and trees, and a clear stream winding through the door.

The walls on three sides are made of single pieces of wood and are made of a single piece of wood, and the roof is not thatched but a vibrant creeper.

Vast expanses of red are interspersed with ripe golden corners and tender green vine shoots. The entrance and exit door is made of wood tied with creeper rattans, which is light and beautiful.

The inside of the wooden house is small but spacious, only a large bamboo bed is placed in the corner, next to it are two log piers as stools and a long bamboo through the wooden house as a clothes pole.

Although it is simple, the sense of accomplishment of the completion of the wooden house is also very overwhelming. Xue Ziqing rested on the bed contentedly, not noticing that the stupid bamboo Xue Zixuan had already slipped out of her range of feelings.

Coincidentally, Lingyun Island, which has never had outsiders, also had many uninvited guests at this time.