A few hours later, the three of them came to the skies above an island.

This is an ordinary island that can no longer be ordinary, with a first-level aura, and millions of mortals living on it, as well as a large number of low-level monks.

But all the monks with better conditions will go to the second-level island, and those who stay on the first-level island are basically three-no monks like Pei Hua.

There are a lot of people gathered on the beach, all of whom are working on the sea.

Some monks tread water or fly on magic weapons, all of which attracted everyone's attention and amazement.

Xie Huan flew down on a large reef and looked at the sea, as if he had been caught in this area.

His eyes glowed with blue and silver, and he looked in all directions, and slowly closed his eyes, contemplating the state of affairs at that time.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes suddenly, and the silver glow in his pupils seemed to brighten a little, staring at the sea on all sides, shooting out two terrifying rays of light.

Xu Wei has been following him, since he asked him how he entered the Heavenly Desolate Palace, Xie Huan was silent, making her confused, unable to figure out the situation, at the moment she felt that something was wrong, and immediately stepped forward and asked, "Brother, what's wrong?" ”

Xie Huan had a pair of insightful eyes, constantly analyzing the sea scene on all sides, as if he had seen something extremely incredible, and muttered to himself: "Impossible, impossible!" ”

At this time, there was a three-no monk chasing a spirit fish in the distance, running wildly on the water with both feet, holding a spear in his left hand, pinching the trick in his right hand, constantly pointing at the water, and exploding a splash with "bang bang".

The spirit fish was about a foot long, as narrow as a willow leaf, flashing graceful curves, dodging in the water.

Suddenly, the spirit fish's body shook, and it broke out of the water and was ingested into Xie Huan's hands.

"Who are you? Grab my spirit fish! ”

When the monk saw someone, he was startled, and hurriedly raised his spear, and became alert.

Xie Huan looked at this spirit fish, a faint luster surging on the scales, frowned slightly, looked at the monk and asked, "This is a floating dust island?" ”

"Naturally, yes."

The monk replied, looked at the fish in Xie Huan's hand, and shouted, "Give me back the fish." ”

He didn't dare to step forward.

With a slight grasp of the other party, he can catch the spirit fish away, and his cultivation is unfathomable, and he is afraid that he is far above himself.

And it looks very unfamiliar.

He remembered that there were often three non-monks missing, and he couldn't help but get nervous.

Xie Huan threw the fish directly to him, and asked, "This sea area is rich in spirit mussels?" ”

The monk grabbed the fish, was overjoyed, hurriedly put it in his pocket, and said with a smile: "The predecessors said that they were laughing, Fuchen Island is rich in this kind of willow silk fish, and I have never heard of the production of spirit mussels. ”

Xie Huan's hand trembled imperceptibly, and his five fingers immediately clenched, and he said in a deep voice: "Don't produce spirit mussels?" ”

"No."

The monk said with great certainty: "I have lived on this island for more than sixty years, and I have never seen a single spirit mussel. ”

At this time, several other monks sensed that there was something going on, and they all approached one after another.

The monk talked to everyone, and everyone shook their heads: "No spirit mussels." ”

Xie Huan only felt a chill rushing to his head, and he asked with an ugly face, "Then have you ever heard of a monk named Pei Hua?" ”

"Pei Hua?"

Everyone looked confused.

The monk from earlier said, "Probably not the monk of Floating Dust Island, right?" If it were from this island, I would have recognized it, but I had never heard of this name. ”

"What about Meng Nian, Yang Gong, and Jia Siqi?"

Xie Huan calmed down and asked three more names.

The monk was stunned for a moment, and several other monks also looked strange, and the monk pointed to himself and said, "Down there is Yang Gong." He pointed to the other two: "He is Meng Nian, and he is Jia Siqi." ”

This time, Xie Huan's face was even more ugly.

He stared at the man named Meng Nian sharply, took a deep breath, and asked, "You don't recognize Pei Hua?" ”

The man named Meng Nian was about thirty years old, wearing a patched robe, with a scumbag full of embarrassment, and was stared at by Xie Huan, shaking his head tremblingly: "I don't recognize it." ”

Several monks nervously gathered together, made eye contact with each other, and then fled desperately.

"Brother, what's wrong?"

Xu Wei felt that Xie Huan's state was getting more and more wrong, and stepped forward to ask with some worry.

Xie Huan looked up at the sky, then at the huge island, and then at the monks who had fled.

The three people he said were all companions in Pei Hua's memory, especially this named Meng Nian, who borrowed Pei Hua's five lower grade spirit stones, and later saw them in the mine cave of the Tianhuang Palace, and was lost in his hands and feet, lying on the ground and holding the mine with his mouth.

Now the names are there, but the people are completely different.

Memories all changed?

Xie Huan felt chills inexplicably.

His figure flickered, and he flew towards the island.

After a while, I came to Pei Hua's home.

The rooms were still there, just as I remembered, except that there were people living in them.

Xie Huan flashed down, and after a little sense, there were four people, all of them mortals.

Two elderly parents, the old man is banging on the planks in the backyard, repairing a big boat, the old woman is cooking something to eat, the pot is "sizzling" with soup, and a teenager and a young girl are dividing the sea fish with a kitchen knife, ready to dry it.

Xie Huan frowned, went straight to the backyard, was stunned, and found that the well-dressed mound he was standing on was gone.

"Who is it?"

The old man was repairing the boat, and suddenly noticed that there was an extra person in the courtyard, and immediately put down the iron weapon in his hand and shouted vigilantly.

Xie Huan glanced at the old man a few times and asked, "Excuse me, is this Pei Hua's home?" ”

"What Pei painting?"

The old man glared and said, "This is my Yang Zimin's home." ”

He paused, and suddenly remembered something: "Pei painting? ”

Xie Huan hurriedly said: "Yes, Pei Hua." And draw these two words in your hand.

"These two words are a little familiar, strange, where have I seen them?"

The old man thought for a while, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and he pointed at Xie Huan and shouted: "I remember, a few years ago, there was an inexplicable more well-dressed mound in my yard, with several names written on it, and the end was Pei Huali!" Damn, who is so lacking in virtue and erecting a well-dressed mound in Lao Tzu's house, it is really thunderous and thunderous, and it is not good to die! ”

The old man blew his eyes and scolded, then stared at Xie Huan and said, "It won't be standing, right?" ”

Xie Huan: "......"

"Is it really yours?"

The old man immediately put his hair upside down and picked up the iron tools on the ground.

At this time, the old woman, the boy and the girl were all alarmed, and they all ran to the backyard: "What's the matter? ”

"There's something to say."

Xie Huan took out five lower grade spirit stones and put them on the chair.

The courtyard was suddenly silent, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the spirit stone.

The young man couldn't help but exclaim: "Spirit stone! It's really a spirit stone! ”

The old man trembled, looked at Xie Huan's gaze, and was suddenly full of fear: "My lord, my lord is an immortal master?" ”

Xie Huan didn't know how to answer for a while, or rather, he didn't know what he was going to say, he just felt that everything was like a dream.

Everything in front of me is not real, or Pei Hua's memories are not real?

"The immortal master spares his life, and the immortal master spares his life."

The old woman suddenly knelt down and kowtowed desperately: "Our family is honest, we have never had a grudge against anyone, nor have we offended the immortal master, and we hope that the immortal master will spare his life." ”

The young man hurriedly picked up the old woman, looked at Xie Huan in horror, and suddenly said, "Isn't the immortal master my brother's friend?" ”

"Your brother?"

Xie Huan's pupils shrank: "Who is your brother?" ”

"My brother's name is Yang Shan, and he used to be a monk, and my father and mother, as well as my sister, worked hard, saved money, and practiced for my brother alone.

"Brother really lived up to expectations, he cultivated his aura a few years ago and became an immortal master.

"But not long after, one day my brother got up early in the morning, saying that the early birds had worms to eat, and they were going to catch the sea to make some money, and then they never came back."

After the young man finished speaking, his eyes instantly turned red.

Several other people were also full of sadness, and the old woman cried out with a "woo".

Xie Huan took out a pen and paper, drew Pei Hua's initial appearance, showed it in front of several people, and asked, "Is Yang Shan like this?" ”

Several people looked at it, and they all shook their heads and said no.

The girl can draw, took the pen and paper, and after thinking for a while, she drew the appearance of a young man, completely different from Pei's painting, with small eyes, square chin, extremely ordinary, and indeed six points similar to the old man and the young man in front of her.

Xie Huan glanced at it a few times, then burned the two paintings directly in his hands, and took out ten lower grade spirit stones and put them on the ground, wanting to say something, but he didn't know what to say, and the figure disappeared in a flash.

He didn't even know how he left, and his heart sank more and more.

The sun shone on the body, but there was no temperature, as cold as winter.

At first, Haishan watched from afar, and now Xu Wei was also watching from behind, she could see that Xie Huan was a little distracted, but she didn't say anything, so she had to follow behind her.

Pei Hua's memory...... It's all wrong.

Is there such a person as Pei Hua?

No, there must be, if not, then who is the original owner of my body at the moment?

But what's the memory of?

It's not all wrong, the floating dust island is here, Meng Nian is also here, the "home" in Pei Hua's memory is also there, his parents and younger siblings are for his own practice, and then he disappeared when he went to sea as soon as possible.

Xie Huan slowly calmed down.

It was originally his principle not to panic in case of trouble, but this time the incident was too weird, which made him lose his soul for a moment, and at this time he slowly regained his calm.

Now there are two questions:

1. Who is this body? Or who is Pei Hua? There is no such person on Floating Dust Island, so where did this person come from?

2. What is the memory of Pei Hua? It seems to be a bit like Yang Shan's memory, but it's not at all.

Xie Huan thought for a while, and he couldn't figure out what to do, but no matter who Pei Hua was, no matter who the original owner of this body was, he was now his own, there was no doubt about it.

Secondly, my memory is correct, after coming out of the Heavenly Desolate Palace, I did come to this island, and set up a mound of clothes, these are all right, the only thing that is wrong is Pei Hua's memory.

Maybe the problem lies in the Heavenly Desolate Palace!

Xie Huan frowned, but he couldn't find it in the deserted hall today.

He returned to the beach, closed his eyes slightly, and ran on the water.

It is the memory path left by Pei Hua when he was arrested, even if this path is wrong, follow it and see where it will go.

(End of chapter)