Situated on Second Avenue, this seems to explain why particle concentrations in the area soar, as there is enough history to become a ghost and memory during Joshua's life.

Information 2: Bluebird Town has been planted for a long time, but has been planted for nearly 50 years.

Information 3: The density of blue cypress trees in memory is not as high as it is now. Although it can also be classified as a planting problem, it can be considered that Joshua's childhood should have been longer than fifty years ago.

In that case, the first thing they have to do is to investigate what kind of person Joshua looks like. Joshua in his memory should be a young man in his twenties. Even if he is not dead, he should still be about seventy years old, perhaps older than this age. Fortunately, humans do not live in dragons. They lock in descendants with a lifespan of about 70 to 100 years, and use Joshua, the rich man on Second Street and green-eyed teenagers to look for clues that should be looked for.

With this in mind, ela's hanging heart calmed down a little, but there was a corner in his heart that secretly refuted him: What if Joshua died shortly after that memory and could not live that long? Seeing the elusive clues would fly like a cooked duck and would not appear.

Forget it, let's talk about it first, now they can only take one step at a time.

Yi Xiusi walked on the street and slowly drowsy. He had a little delusion, and the streets were full of voices. He turned a deaf ear to him, put down his boots and walked forward.

──Issus.

It seems that someone is calling his name.

He thought for a while, and was grabbed by his shoulder in one step. His brain suddenly cut off the noise automatically, and his head suddenly rushed in, and his head hurt.

"Ischius."

He was really the one who called him. He turned around with his hands on his shoulders, and Sarger stared at him, his charming eyes imprinted on his face: pale, messy hair, dark circles in his eyes, not like him at all. Ishus sighed slightly, awakening himself with a little magic, at least not in a state of not working before falling asleep.

"What's wrong with you? Can't sleep?"

His lips smiled slightly, a little ironic. "Why are you so clear?"

Because "because I often do this..." Sager murmured: "Pandy quarreled with me last night and said I was dictatorial and domineering, why didn't she take part in the mission of the wasteland?"

Pandy's temper was not difficult. Ishus shook his head and smiled sincerely this time: "This is difficult for you. I quarreled with elaine, but it's not a soul problem."

After leaving Xing Su, the two first reported to the guild in Lanjingzhen, then walked out of the door with the latest information and embarked on a journey to find the causes of the ghost. Compared with ghosts, they were more worried. In fact, they were likely to be reported. Ghosts are different from shadow ghosts. They are close to human intelligent life, good at hiding, without any clues or involuntary. If they appear, they cannot be found.

“If it becomes a funeral, it will be endless.”

Issu talked to himself, suddenly, the breathing of a person was on the ground, he suddenly turned around, the sager was moving faster than him. Someone rushed out of the gate of the tour club, hurriedly chased them, and took a loud breath-

"Selected Lord! Someone reported that the mourner had appeared!"

When Elae's consciousness came, his body moved on his own. He grabbed a person and asked questions casually, allowing information to flow in his mind. His heart beat faster and his breathing became rapid. Even if he couldn't see it on the outside, his thoughts were in a mess, and only a few keywords jumped out of his mind.

Particles are activated, barriers are broken, wild souls are raging, and the death is reported...

The chosen ones fell into a tough battle.

How is it possible to fall into a hard battle?

When this thought came to my mind, Yilai could not keep calm. He took big steps and appeared a few feet away in a short while. The crowds were lined up left and right wherever he passed, as if there was an invisible force running. Pan Di, who was thrown behind, was stunned for a moment, then turned into a white afterimage and rushed to chase him, and walked side by side with Yilai in a few strokes.

"Yilai! What the hell is going on!"

Pan Di shouted anxiously, and the voice was shattered by the wind as soon as it was heard, but this did not prevent Elaine from hearing it. "I don't know."

Yilai half-down his eyes. Even though his body was moving violently, his face was not red or breathless, and there was a rare feeling of anxiety on his face.

"What happened to Isius and the others. Although I don't know what it is, nothing will make me feel... very uneasy."

Uneasy, and sinful. These two emotions fill Elai's chest, making him let go of his usual calmness and reason and just want to rush to Issius. If this panic is just fake news, then everything will be easy to say, if something really happens...

Thinking of this, Yilai's chest seemed to be tightly grabbed by a hand, which made him subconsciously gather more wind elements at his feet so that his footing would be faster.

Going further forward, they entered the range of the Second Avenue, and pulled down a blue screen wherever they could see, which was a sign of particle activation. As soon as they rushed into the blue vision, the figure suddenly rushed out made Yilai and Pan Di stop urgently.

"Wow!"

Pan Di shouted. The figure suddenly approached them, revealing a pair of familiar green eyes. Before Elai could react, the wild soul with Joshua's appearance bullied him. In the midst of lightning, he was completely swallowed by blue lights. The wave of memory belonging to Joshua was accompanied by emotions and slapped into Elai's mind.

The blow of family breakdown, the love for the young lady, the hatred for his father, the humble origin...many complex emotions were mixed up, and in the end they were only left with a strong paranoia for family affection, which made him return to the world in a desolate manner.

In the memory of Huanghun, Yilai almost forgot who he was, and could only let Huanghun's emotions drown out "self" and disintegrate bit by bit in this emotional torrent.

No...so...

Just before he was about to be swallowed by the desolate soul, Yilai barely remembered who he was. He waved his hands hard, and the staff that fell in his hand immediately tore the desolate soul into pieces. The broken blue light reflected his cold sweaty face, and there was a kind of charming beauty.

"What's wrong with me?"

Yilai took a breath, wiped off the sweat from his face, and asked weakly. Pan Di was unsheathed and his whole body was tense. He only relaxed when he saw him recovering. "You are too close to the desolate soul."

"When the soul gets too close, its historical memory and emotions will flow over. Once it is overwhelmed by the soul's emotions, the victim will remain motionless and let the soul seek consciousness, resulting in temporary amnesia." She looked around with bright red eyes, and then looked back at Ela. "Do you think something is wrong?"

"If it's about memory, there's not much, and it doesn't seem to be bad if you throw it away any more." Yilai said jokingly, then thought about it for a while and shook his head, "It shouldn't be, it's just not very comfortable."

After saying that, Elai set up a barrier beside him, and Pan Di also set up one for himself. They have entered the realm of the wild souls, and as long as they run for a while, they should be able to reach the place where Isius and Sager are.

Every time they took a step, countless souls would be generated on the street, which was so large that they would not be able to pay attention to it. So the souls were different from the crowd and could not impose hints to ask them to retreat. So Yilai and Pan Di had to detect the locations of others while clearing the souls so as to open up a road.
Chapter completed!