I only saw a part of it in Liu Tao's memory, as for everything in the ghost burial team, it was basically blank, and many memories were relatively vague, and Liu Tao got married a few months after taking over the money for this task, and as for his wife, I have never seen it in my memory.

After I sorted out all the clues and various things in my memory, I came to the conclusion that the only guy they were talking about was Liu Tao's wife.

Think about it carefully, these five people, when they mentioned Liu Tao's wife, they all looked serious, without the slightest frivolity, especially Mu Xian's face, which was very ugly.

After Yi Xuehan and I talked about these things, she slowly raised a hand, patted me on the shoulder, then turned around, raised her hand, and the octagonal tower appeared again, and then she walked to the door, opened the door, and smiled.

"Then you keep working hard, Zhang Qingyuan."

I widened my eyes, opened my mouth wide, and I couldn't get angry, even if I knew what they were talking about in the two teams, Liu Tao's wife, but I was in a situation where I couldn't start, and I had no direction if I wanted to continue to work hard.

The ghost can't find out where he has desire.

The unchanging scenery in front of me left me at a loss and in a dilemma.

"Qingyuan, try it, perhaps, Liu Tao's fragment can sense the location of the next fragment."

On his shoulder, a black flame ignited, and Zhu Tang poked his head out.

What Zhu Tang said is a solution, but now the fragments of Liu Tao's memory, once exposed to this world, are in danger of disappearing at any time.

At this time, it occurred to me that I still have a mourning ghost, and he might be able to help me, and I thought about it, and with a sigh, the mourning ghost came out of my body, and I looked at him.

"What are you doing, Qingyuan, didn't you say okay today, let's take a day off?"

"I'm sorry, but I want to ask you a favor."

I quietly looked at the ghost, his ability, so far, I still have some partial understanding, but the only thing I can know is that he can pass, swallow something, and then the whole body, can achieve the characteristics of swallowing things for him, it is better to eat rocks, can transform the body into stones, and even some ghost powers, can be displayed, but it has to be presented according to their own strength.

"You go and swallow the five members of the ghost burial team in turn, and if anyone has the same strength as this fragment in my body, tell me immediately."

Then I followed the mourning ghosts, went to the village, this time the village was cleaning up the horse bandits, a commotion, many villagers were very happy, I looked at the five people of the ghost burial team, they went to sleep, I and the mourning ghosts sneaked in, although they are now in memory, but they have a complete personality and strength, I don't want to fight with them again, so I released the ghosts, deepen their desire to sleep.

"Alright, let's eat quickly."

As I spoke, the mourner glanced at me.

"Actually, you don't have to eat it, but it's more troublesome to eat."

As he spoke, the mourning ghost stretched out a hand, turning into a black mist, and wrapped around the people of the ghost burial team, first of all, the captain of their 2 team, Wang Shaoqin, after probing for a while, he did not have the same characteristic as Liu Tao's memory fragments.

After investigating Wu Dawei, the expectations in my heart were disappointed, and the only thing left was Mu Xian, Wu Dawei has a great possibility and is part of the fragments, after all, he is from the 2nd team and has a lot to do with Liu Tao.

"I feel it."

At this time, when I was about to give up, the mourner shouted, I looked over, it was Mu Xian, I really didn't want to fight, it was Mu Xian.

I immediately tried, took out Liu Tao's memory fragments, little by little, I took Liu Tao's memory fragments out of my body, and began to peel off the surface, using my instincts, mixed with other forces, wrapped in the barrier, at this time, a grain of crystal smoothness, flowing towards Mu Xian.

I quietly stretched out my hand, followed this beam of smoothness, and the moment I touched Mu Xian, there was a change, Mu Xian's body began to turn into light, and then, everything around me was distorted, and an extremely strong force appeared around me.

My whole body also began to distort, in the space around me, everything that was built into this world was twisted and rotated, something was wrong, Mu Xian's memory seemed to be protected by something, once I touched it, this power would swallow everything.

The power was completely unwielding, unable to control my body, and I followed the world, and began to twist constantly, and my body began to disintegrate, turning into a part of the vortex.

At this moment, I saw a touch of red around the whirlpool, and then one by one, the flowers on the other side bloomed.

"Shore ......."

Yi Xuehan's clear voice sounded, and then, the flow of the whirlpool stopped, and a flower from the other side bloomed in front of me, Yi Xuehan appeared in it, she reached into the still whirlpool with one hand, and took out a flickering, radiating light, and then, in front of my eyes, a large number of petals appeared in front of me, and my body, little by little, was dragged out of the whirlpool.

I looked at all this in amazement, Yi Xuehan handed over the fragment, I immediately held it in my hand, and used my instinct to seal the fragment of memory with force.

With a cold snort, it flew into my body.

"Follow the memories, hurry up, Zhang Qingyuan, otherwise we will devour these memories."

I immediately began to enter my own instinctive space, and gradually, I lost consciousness.

When I opened my eyes, I looked at it in amazement, in front of me, Mu Xian was standing in front of me, she showed a smile, that smile, as if it was the moment the iceberg melted, was released, and the incomparably pure and beautiful posture was displayed in front of me, and I put one hand on it.

In Longshan County in July, the summer is scorching, the sound of cicadas is full of streets and alleys, many people are in the house, or under the trees to enjoy the shade, many men, directly take off their shirts, naked on the street, walking around.

A small figure, dressed in a white dress, wearing a large sunhat, holding a drawing board in her hand, a little girl in sandals and a pair of glasses, is galloping down the street.

Yongshan County, with a population of more than 80,000, is named after a mountain that is said to have an aura, Yongsan, and has been developed into a tourist attraction, even in July, when the temperature is unbearable, there are still tourists who take care of it.

On the street, many tourists, with umbrellas, lingered on the street, in some shops selling jewelry, and all of this seemed to have nothing to do with Mu Xian, she was going to be late.

It's the summer vacation, she wants to go to the painting class, it's more than 2 o'clock, the class has already started, Mu Xian, who likes to paint since she was a child, although she is only 13 years old, but the things she painted, have been appreciated by the teachers of the painting class, and even in the school, the plot of the painting competition, also won the first place.

Teachers often say that Mu Xianhui is a great painter, the things she paints, flowers, birds, trees, insects, fish, birds and beasts, are all vivid, and with bright colors, it is even more amazing.

Finally came to the painting classroom, everyone has already begun to paint, and today, the painting is more complicated, because the county town, there is an urgent need for some paintings, during the Longshan celebration, in the temple on Longshan, on display.

So even if it is a child's transformation, it is also very important, these days, the teachers of the painting class, are teaching everyone to draw dragons, but none of them are good, only Mu Xian, can independently complete the dragon's body, and the painting is very vivid.

After arriving, the teacher did not blame Mu Xian, but walked over and began to guide them independently, on a table in front of him, there was a clay dragon, white, and no color, it is said that it was made by the workers who used to build a temple for Longshan here, and the sculpture is very stylish.

Mu Xian looked at the dragon's eyes, her whole person, as if she was going to suck it in, the teacher was on the side, explaining to her the lines, as well as observing the still life, what level of light and shadow to start with, before Mu Xian drew the dragon body, but because he did not deal with the relationship between the shadow and the structure, he had to repaint.

For a whole day, Mu Xian was painting dragons, until ten o'clock in the evening, Mu Xian finally painted a painting that made the teacher feel pleased.

Mu Xian's parents are both working-class and have a very good life, and they are very supportive of Mu Qian's painting, and feel that their daughter can become a painter in the future.

The festival in the Longshan temple, one day, is about to start, in a few days of hard work, Mu Xian painted this dragon, lifelike, after the color, even more magnificent, even the local government officials, all nodded and praised, but also put her incarnation, in the most conspicuous position, just at the entrance of the temple on an exhibition list.

Mu Xian, who tasted the sweetness, was also very satisfied with her own work, and she was very proud and happy in her heart.

The festival of the day can be called a grand ceremony, the tourists all go to the temple to worship, Mu Xian also followed his parents to the mountain, looking at his own incarnation, constantly praising the tourists, Mu Xian is also extremely happy.

At dusk, in the temple, Mu Xian, who had eaten, also planned to go back with her parents, but at this time, she found that her incarnation was gone, and she ran to the exhibition board in surprise, carefully looking for her own paintings in those paintings.

"Can you see that? Little girl. ”

At this time, a voice sounded, Mu Xian turned her head and saw an old monk, holding her painting in her hand, the dragon, she was surprised, walked over, but found that the old monk was gone.

Because the painting was gone, after returning home, Mu Xian was sad for several days, and on the way home from school one day, Mu Xian saw that the incarnation he had lost was pasted at the door of his house, and on it, there was a faint black gas.