This time, why didn't the head of the House of Light come to announce it was to cultivate the ability of the text, so that he could continue to move closer to the position of the head of the family.

As for this matter, the Hall of Light is ready to join forces with the Court of Nature, and even all the four major families to do it together.

"We'll have a meeting with the other four families to discuss the future of the abilities."

I thought that what happened in the Court of Nature before had crushed the Hall of Light, and this time the Hall of Light must find its face.

So he simply used the prestige of the four major families to attract everyone, as long as he was the initiator, no matter what happened to the other families, most of everyone's attention would be on the Hall of Light.

"What does that meeting mean?" Fang Hua curiously asked what the dead wood text meant.

"I don't know." Deadwood himself has never seen any so-called meetings, "I guess they are talking, maybe the four of them are going to do something or something, I have never seen this kind of thing." ”

Deadwood also guessed that this was a means for the Hall of Light to increase its prestige again.

"Then this is not important news for ordinary people."

"That's for sure, the people who benefit most from this kind of thing must be the capable people."

Although Deadwood is not incapacitated in nature, it is still the same as the incapacitated most of the time.

The text tells everyone that this discussion is because they discovered the source of the ability and how to make the world a better place, and for all aspiring organizations to participate, in this case alluding to the Investigation Office.

"What the hell is this talking about?"

The prospect of the development of the ability described next in the text has already made Fang Hua sleepy, if there is any unexpected activity now, it can make people feel a little more energetic.

"What do you think, we'll be in trouble if we have an accident now." Silent line replied to Fang Hua.

....................

After Fang Hua finished speaking, something incredible happened, and at that time, it was the text that suddenly received instructions to return.

"What do you mean father?"

The fiery father who is talking about in the text asked him to withdraw the order, and he was surprised.

"Father, I'm fine here, why do you want to go back now."

The words of the head of the house on the other end of the phone had an irresistible majesty, "Because something more important has happened, I was still thinking about how to tell you, now is an opportunity, you can come by yourself, and it is not time for her to dye her yet." ”

When the head of the family instructed the text alone, the text finally realized the importance of the matter.

He could only say that he had something to do temporarily, and let Dye Xin manage this place.

"What's so urgent?"

Through the expression of the text, I saw that things were not ordinary, but I was interested, and she said that she wanted to go too, but she was rejected by the text with what the head of the family said.

"Father said you're not the time yet, but it should be soon."

After finishing the text, he left in a hurry, leaving his heart alone.

There are many mysterious things in the Hall of Light that Dye Xin doesn't know, and the more she doesn't let her know, the more she wants to know, because she feels that these things must be related to all the things she wants to know about the Temple of Light.

"What the hell is going on?"

Deadwood Fang Hua Moxing also noticed the text leaving in a hurry, relying on the relationship between the two and they immediately knew that the text had something to leave.

"The Hall of Light is really busy." Deadwood said very seriously.

"After all, that's someone else's business, and a small character like me can know that something is wrong."

followed the words of the dead wood and complained with emotion, and his words also revealed his dissatisfaction.

With the departure of the main text, the atmosphere of the banquet immediately began to cool down, and now most people are discussing the meeting of the four major families mentioned by the main text.

It was the first time that Dye Xin maintained the atmosphere of the scene, and of course she wouldn't.

"No, what the hell is this, being forced to go out and then forced to stay, I really can't handle so many people at all."

Although the Hall of Light did educate him as the eldest lady, but it was a pattern of etiquette and behavior, and she couldn't control it when talking to so many people at once, so she decided to put it on the, so there would be no problem, and there would be no big problem anyway.

Seeing that everyone was leaving, Fang Hua immediately asked Mo Xing to leave.

"Let's go, I'll ask you something."

Fang Hua, who couldn't wait for the certainty, was ready to call Mo Xing away to discuss first.

Deadwood looked at the sky boredly and asked, "Didn't you say you wanted to come here to eat?" How do I feel that I'm here to cook, no, I'm going to eat. ”

Unwilling to come in vain, the dead wood turned back and began to eat.

....................

"Father."

The text followed the call of the head of the family to his family's treasure pavilion, a place he had come to with a dyed heart before.

The text came to a different door, and here it was the door that I noticed at the time.

"Father wants me to come to this place, this door is only accessible to him, what the hell is the matter?"

With a nervous mood, the text walked into here, the internal structure here is completely different from the other rooms that the text has seen, it is a very small room, which can only store certain things, and then the text follows the secret doors that keep opening, these secret doors sometimes open to the left and sometimes to the right, and the text can't count how many rooms he has passed, but he just keeps walking along the path that his father has already opened for him.

Finally came to the end of the road, also a small room, the text saw that his father had been waiting for a long time, although his father was very small but his ability was undoubted.

When Zhengwen came to his father's side and was about to ask why he had called him, Hao Qinghe pointed forward.

Following his father's gaze, Zhengwen seemed to see the golden Milky Way, and it only took a moment to pull away Zhengwen's entire thoughts, leaving only what was in front of him in his eyes.

The thing in front of the text is like water, soft and emitting countless shimmers, like hundreds of fireflies gathered together, just like that, the thing that exudes a golden shimmer has some absolute attraction to people.

The attracted text no longer has the ability to think, and in his vague consciousness, he slowly walks forward.

Clap!

After seeing the attraction of this thing to the text, Hao Qinghe also nodded with satisfaction.

"How does it feel to see this thing for the first time, you look the same way I did now."

After the text was woken up by his father, he immediately stood upright.

"Father, what the hell is this, it's so attractive."

Hao Qinghe just smiled slightly and didn't say anything.

Hao Qinghe didn't answer, but a hoarse voice did.

A man in a cloak walked out, "This is a part of the soul, young master. ”

The cloaked man who appeared made a faint hoarse voice to answer the text, and although it could be heard that the voice was pretended, it must be an old man on the other side.

"Who are you?"

The first time he saw the cloaked old man's text, he was vigilant, because he had never noticed the existence of a third person in this room before.

"Don't be rude."

Hao Qinghe asked the text to apologize to the old man.

The old man smiled unconcernedly, "No need to do this, young master, your father is also the current head of the family, he did this to me before, don't care." ”

The text looks at his father, if his father didn't refute it, according to the old man, wouldn't his father already knew this person before he became the head of the family.

"Don't talk about the past."

Hao Qinghe asked the old man to explain to his son well.

"Obey the head of the family, young master, this is part of the soul."

"Part of the soul?" Seeing that his father didn't have much, the text could only deal with it with a normal heart.

"Where do you get all this stuff?"

"Collect it."

"How?"

"Collect through people."

"The living and the dead."

"Yes, even if you just died."

The old man asked and answered without hesitation or concealment, and after listening to the answer, the text was already hostile to the old man, because whether it was a living or a dead person, collecting souls was originally prohibited by the Investigation Office.

"Hahaha."

Knowing what the text was misinterpreting, the old man grinned.

"Is the young master wrong, these things are just a part of the soul, and they are just the carrier of those people's memories, so there will be no harm."

"Carriers of memory."

The old man's words aroused the interest of the text.

"What's not harmful?"

"Does the young master have any memories of his own?"

"That's for sure." The text replied coldly.

"Hahaha, for example, how much water the young master drank today, as long as the young master remembers, then the old man can also take out the young master's memory, and then the young master will not know how much water he drank today, and he will forget." The old man gave a simple example.

The text is also clear to hear what it is like to have no harm.

The old man Ma Shan foresaw what the text was going to say next, "And young master, we are a serious business, just like you think now, memories can also be sold, and these things are agreed by both parties." ”