Bai Lin's bad idea is very simple, he used the "Gathering Evil Array" once at Mi Hua's beast father, and made some movement in Dream Glory City to temporarily stabilize people's restless hearts that want to see the house.

As soon as this money-making thing spread, those who had a little spare money couldn't sit still, and sure enough, Bai Lin came to the door, only to see that there were already a few more passers-by in the real estate, pointing there, it seemed that it was a resident who lived nearby, to see the fresh.

Bai Lin was silent, found a place to carry people, and quietly laid out the evil gathering formation, trying to take advantage of someone to make some cloudy wind and rain or something, but the operation was as fierce as a tiger, and the dogtail grass around him shook him understandingly.

"No way!" Bai Lin felt evil, this evil gathering formation was the simplest, and it didn't require many things, it would definitely not be mistaken, and it was also the easiest formation to produce results, so that there would be no reaction at all.

He held his neck high and watched for a long time, the white clouds were leisurely, what a sunny day!

He threw the things in his hand in a frustrated manner, and muttered, "The Evil Formation didn't respond, and the Gathering Evil Array didn't respond, what?" ”

At this time, he was looking forward to Lu Xiaoqi coming back soon, and it was best to tell him with that scoundrel face with a smile: It's done!

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Lu Xiaoqi took advantage of Su Lai's fall asleep with Bai Lin in the morning, found Yubao, and returned to the Shanyu family, the old furnishings that came to his face made him very at ease, and there were many text messages sent to him by Xiao Meng on his mobile phone, almost all of which were "When will you come back?" Lu Xiaoqi said vaguely, not thinking that this time was the time he had to come back.

All the furnishings in this shop were used when Lu Zifang was there, and there was basically no change.

Lu Xiaoqi flashed through his mind many years ago, when Lu Zifang was doing things in the store unhurriedly, and the snacks he touched out of his body every time he came back.

"Father's ......"

Standing in the empty lobby, Lu Xiaoqi couldn't help but call softly.

He wanted to find the memory of Lu Zifang who rescued him from the lake that day, and find everything that happened to him.

There are no jade spirits here, and there is no underground. He could only follow the memory of the unknown master that day, slowly walked up the stairs, and walked into the room where there should be a tablet back then, which was Lu Zifang's room, and it was also the one that Bai Lin paid for Ding Yao.

The beds in this room are all new, the old table is still there, Bai Lin ingeniously pounced on a piece of pink plaid cloth, in his eyes it is something with a girl's taste, who knows that Ding Yao didn't even look at it, thinking of this, Lu Xiaoqi pursed his lips and smiled, smiled and sighed, and said in his heart that Bai Lin was also unlucky, and it was just a matter if the fetus was not voted well, and the girlfriend should also be wrong, the most reliable are his and Su Laishi's two friends.

Looking around and knocking on the walls and all the places on the ground that could be knocked, Lu Xiaoqi was very discouraged and found nothing.

He sat down on the soft little bed, lying on his back, staring silently at the ceiling.

The wires in this room were so old that they could only be lit at night, and an old light bulb hanging overhead was long gone.

Lu Xiaoqi unconsciously emptied his head, his eyes focused on the light bulb in a daze, and after a while, he slowly sat up, but his eyes did not leave the light bulb.

The dust-covered light bulb has long lost its lighting function, because Lu Xiaoqi has never cared about this thing, and today he found out: it is not made of glass, it is a crystal lamp wall.

"Crystals?" Lu Xiaoqi's fingertips went up with a vein of spiritual breath and felt it carefully: "It's really crystal." ”

He was a little annoyed: "When Lao Tzu was poor and had no food to eat, why didn't he find out that you were made of crystal, so I sold a Taishi chair......"

As soon as Lu Xiaoqi exerted his strength, the crystal bulb fell from the already aged lamp holder and was held by Lu Xiaoqi in his hand.

He rinsed the light bulb with a basin of tap water and discovered something interesting.

The bulb was not made of the white crystal he expected, but citrine.

Citrine itself is a light tea yellow and brownish, and people who don't know it will of course think that it is dirty glass. didn't want to look at it more, Lu Xiaoqi suddenly realized, and also figured out why he hadn't noticed its existence for so many years.

It is a crystal, and even if it has no soul, it will have memories.

Lu Zifang hung it here back then, not for this.

As far as Lu Xiaoqi knows, different colors of crystals have completely different human functions.

For example, amethyst can help people concentrate their minds and give people energy to think; Citrine can increase people's self-confidence and therefore increase people's financial luck; Pink crystal can increase people's affinity and better retain feelings;

The brown crystal in front of you, the heavy solid "bulb", is hung on the roof, its role is to promote the regeneration of the human body, so that people's wounds heal faster, the legend has the effect of rejuvenation, in fact, it can increase the vitality of the human body.

But no matter what kind of crystal, as long as it is a pure natural thing, it always has its function of storing memories, and it turns out that it is also the favorite thing of various religions. It's simple, easy to use and inexpensive.

Lu Xiaoqi thought carefully and thought about it, as if he had never seen Lu Zifang injured, there were three types of people who were most vulnerable to injury in their industry, one was to go out to rob the tomb to find treasures, the second was to set up a stall outside to touch porcelain, and the third was to cut the rough stone and carve the rough stone at home.

But Lu Zifang is not, in Lu Xiaoqi's memory, even his fingers are always clean.

He put all his doubts on this citrine ball: "Father, let me see, what are you doing with it?" ”

Hands over it, probing the memory......

A tall and elegant back appeared, it was Lu Zifang, he was worshipping a spiritual seat, Lu Xiaoqi wanted to identify it carefully, but vaguely felt that there was no word on the spiritual seat, but it looked like the jade quality of the most commonly used green jade in the past.

Green jade is delicate, and white jade belongs to the same category of nephrite, which is more silky and handy when carved, so when customers need to carve what pattern and do not want to buy expensive white jade and Tian jade, Lu Zifang will recommend the use of green jade.

But Lu Zifang, why do you want to worship the tablet without words? Who's that?

In the midst of doubt, a strange scene appeared.

The spiritual position did not move, but a human figure faintly appeared in that position, as if he was talking to Lu Zifang. After a while, there was really a person who appeared vividly, and his appearance was not outstanding, but that body movement made Lu Xiaoqi think of the Meteorite Immortal.

Could it be that it is the spiritual seat of the Meteorite Immortals?

"No, it must be!" Lu Xiaoqi is now almost certain that what Lu Zifang has been worshipping at home back then is the spiritual seat of the Meteorite Immortal. This citrine must also be to help the Meteorite Immortal stabilize his spiritual power.

He turned into a mortal and followed Lu Zifang, what did he do?

The Meteorite River Immortal, who turned into a mortal, actually went out with Lu Zifang.

"Where did they go, what did they do?"

Another scene appeared in front of him, the door was suddenly slammed open, and Lu Zifang, who was pale in the face, staggered into the room with the same wet childhood Lu Xiaoqi, put the child on the bed, cried and touched the child's face, turned around and set up an enchantment, and then knelt down towards the green jade spirit seat with a bang.

He seemed to be begging softly, tears streaming down his face.

The Meteorite Immortal reappeared, this time it was Lu Xiaoqi's familiar handsome face in the memory of the cat demon, but unfortunately it was still a translucent spirit and had no substance.

He glanced lightly at the child, whose lips were already purple, sighed and shook his head. The spiritual power continued to input like the child's small body, but it had no effect at all.

Lu Xiaoqi when he was young was real, dead!

Lu Xiaoqi was frightened at this time, and his heart was greatly shaken, and he couldn't help but withdraw from the memory of Citrine, only to realize that he was sweating all over his body.

He gasped for breath and slowly crouched down against the edge of the bed, his heart as if he were rising and falling in the endless sea, not knowing what kind of past and future he was going to face.

He actually began to think, if this citrine is ruined, and he doesn't know what happened, wouldn't it be good to be confused in life, he will pick up girls on credit, and he will be happy to be free!

But......

At this moment, what appeared in front of his eyes was the dragon bird platform on Longlin Mountain that would eat people at any time, and a bunch of stubborn bull-nosed veterans were eager to try to go up; and whether Bai Lin's fifty-year-old life expectancy can be broken; There are also things that Ding Yao has been looking forward to in his eyes; There is also the reason why Xiao Jue has always refused to show up.

What should come will always come, this sentence is said by Yubao. Once he wanted Yu Bao to completely eat the memories of all the people involved, and he wanted to be the boss of the Shanyu family again, but Yu Bao was unmoved and said a big truth:

What should come will come, no matter how you run away.

Since then, he has rarely used the skill of devouring memories of Yubao.

The one you choose to face is a real warrior!

Lu Xiaoqi turned his heart sideways, held his breath again, and looked deeply into the memory of Citrine.

The picture appeared clearer, although there was no sound, but Lu Xiaoqi could guess what they were talking about through the shape of his lips and body language.

A touch of the soul of the Meteorite Immortal, who has been worshiped and guarded by the Lu family for a long time, the Lu family has encountered an accident, Lu Zifang is grief-stricken, and wants to let the Meteorite Immortal find a way to exchange his life for a life, Lu Zifang wants to exchange his life for Lu Xiaoqi, but the Meteorite Immortal still shook his head and said no, this child's soul has been lost, and only a shell remains.

Lu Zifang's face was like ashes, and the Meteorite Immortal smiled bitterly, dedicating all his strength, capturing all the breath and memories of Lu Xiaoqi within a radius of ten miles, condensing into a cloud of bright smoke in his hand, and telling Lu Zifang that his Yuan Shen could help Lu Xiaoqi re-condense his soul and come back from the dead, but in the future, maybe this child will be burdened by his divine power, and that is a fixed number, and it cannot be changed.

Lu Zifang's face immediately brightened, and he just nodded, his expression was as long as his son came back to life, and the rest would be talked about later.

In this way, all Lu Xiaoqi's time memories rushed into the child's body together with the fairy spirit of the Falling River Immortal, and the child's body was suddenly unable to bear it, so Lu Zifang used all his spiritual power to stabilize the child's spirit from leaking.

"Condensing breath for people?"

Citrine fell to the floor and rolled away, Lu Xiaoqi slowly stared at his hands, and the divine seal on his hand reminded him:

"You're half now, not yourself!"

The dead Lu child, the reborn Lu Xiaoqi, the return, the Falling River Immortal!!

"Hah! Hahaha! ”

Lu Xiaoqi let out an unbelievable wild laugh in his throat, his dark pupils looked at the broken mirror on the wall, and he suddenly found that the face was no longer what it was in his childhood, when did it gradually change, and this face was really a little similar to the Meteorite Immortal?

"Lao Tzu...... It's the Meteorite Immortals?! ”

Kill all immortals

God?