Putting the crystal coffin and the old dog, Guan Heng sat cross-legged under the tree and began to carefully search for the original memories of this body in his mind. It turned out that the young man had no name and no surname, and lived with his brother in this boundless primitive dense forest, hunting for a living.

This place is located in a wilderness, with news blocked, and the two brothers did not know the situation outside the world, but the young man's brother had never been to the young man and had never been to other places in the forest. After walking out of the forest, there was a small village a hundred miles north, and only there was extremely sparsely populated people.

The two brothers usually pick tree fruits and hunt for a living, but just a few days ago, something unexpected happened suddenly!

One morning, the boy's brother went out to hunt with bamboo bows and arrows, but he didn't come back late at night. In desperation, the boy groped in the forest, but was attacked by four monsters with yellow and black stripes all over his body.

Caught off guard, the young man was seriously injured. At this time, the ghost-swalking beast happened to arrive and started fighting with the four invisible monster souls. This is what happened in the past.

"The boy's memory has no impression of this white air at all." Thinking of this, Guan Heng glanced at the white air that was faintly visible on his hands, like a mist. He thought to himself: "The white air seems to be able to tear the power and breath of the ghost, and it seems to be of great use to me. It seems that he will find someone who understands it in the future."

Guan Heng thought again: "The spirit of the weapon reminded me that if you want to find the remnant soul of Qinghuang who is closest to him, you must walk north. It happens that the place is also crowded. OK, that is my next destination!"

"Hmm?!" At this time, Guan Heng suddenly touched his neck, and there were three narrow scars there. Although Guan Heng had bandaged it with his clothes, he still did not stop the bleeding completely. Guan Heng was still worried about how to deal with the wound. However, after touching it, he found that the three wounds had slowly healed and scabbed.

As he touched his neck without pain and itchy feeling, Guan Heng muttered in confusion: "What's going on? I thought that such a serious injury would require several days of rest..."

"By the way, just after I accidentally used the white air on my fist to tear off the first-level weak soul ghost aura, it seemed that some of the weak soul fragments were absorbed by my arms."

Suddenly, Guan Heng, who had a flash of inspiration in his mind, suddenly thought of the key point: "Can... absorbing these soul fragments can cure the trauma of my current body?"

I felt that my guess was very reasonable. At this moment, Guan Heng wanted to do an experiment and try it. He touched his body and immediately picked up a stone of the Soul Stone, which was confined to the yellow and black striped monster soul he had just captured.

"Well, judging from the situation he took action just now, the strength of these monster souls is obviously higher than that of the Tawny Ghosts."

Guan Heng stared at the soul stone in his hand and thought, "If the four monster souls attacked together, even the current ghost-swalking beasts could not beat these guys. I am still relatively weak now, and the ghost-swalking beasts could not use the evil-breaking power, so it's better to be careful."

Thinking of this, Guan Heng made up his mind that he would go to the other party's residence based on the memory of the nameless boy, let himself and the ghost-swalking beast rest there, and then find a way to confirm his guess.

"Aowu--" At this moment, the old dog beside him suddenly screamed. Only then did Guan Heng notice that it seemed to have recovered a little strength, at least he could stand up and run with his tail shaking.
Chapter completed!