"Guangbai, you lost this game of chess again."

Bai Luo stood aside and watched Yuan Qinzhe play chess with Guangbai.

This is the memory of Yuan Qin.

The difference between redeeming the soul and creating illusions with souls. Redeeming the soul is just a small number of heavenly souls from the underworld. The soul redeeming person can only see some of the memories of the soul redeemed person.

What you can see depends entirely on the memory of the soul being redeemed when it is about to die.

Yuan Qinyu's memory is very peaceful. It is hard to imagine that this is a memory of a demon.

In Yuan Qinshi's memory, Guangbai is not as beautiful as his white beard is now, and Yuan Atractylodes is not as old-fashioned and serious as his immortal style.

All three of them were still energetic boys.

The gentle and elegant Yuan Qinzhu is somewhat similar to Yuan Yuzhu. Guangbai Shutong looks big and has big eyes and smiles on her face.

"Guangbai, you asked my brother again! You can obviously win this game of chess!"

Yuan Atractylodes jumped down from the tree as he spoke.

The young man Yuan Atractylodes has no rigid appearance, but on the contrary, he looks like a heartless young man.

Guangbai was very embarrassed to be exposed by Yuan Atractylodes: "Second Young Master, the eldest Young Master is better at chess skills than Guangbai."

Yuan Atractylodes approached Guangbai, and his eyes looked at his face with a sly look and sneered: "Qi, why have you never let me do it?"

Yuan Qinzhe said with a funny look: "Atractylodes, your chess skills are not as good as you in the entire Xuanyue Temple. How do you let Guangbai make you?"

Yuan Atractylodes was quite proud, but she was embarrassed to praise herself. She turned her mind and said, "Brother, let's go to Baiyu Mountain to collect herbs?"

Yuan Qinqian raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Collection of herbs? It's the pomegranates on the mountain that are ripe, do you want to pick them?"

Yuan Cangshu smiled: "The pomegranates are the best at this time. They are sweet and juicy. The pomegranate flesh is not so sweet when picked late. Guangbai, go and bring my medicine frame and we will go up the mountain now."

Yuan Qinqiu frowned slightly: "Atractylodes, you haven't finished your homework today yet?"

Yuan Atractylodes pulled Yuan Qinzhi and ran out: "Brother, when is it not to make homework? It would be a pity if the pomegranates were not delicious when they went late."

Yuan Qinshi looked at Yuan Cangshu with a doting look on his face, nodded helplessly and said, "Okay, okay, just this time. Otherwise, my father would even blame me."

Bai Luo followed Yuan Qinzhi and Yuan Cangshu to the outside of Xuanyue Temple.

Yuan Qinshi's memory was not coherent. As soon as he stepped out of Xuanyue Temple, he arrived at Baiyu Mountain.

The Baiyu Mountain in Yuan Qinshi's memory is no different from the Baiyu Mountain in the real world.

On the pink salt ridge, three young men in white clothes ran across the ridge of the field. Guangbai carried a bamboo basket on his back. Yuan Atractylodes jumped up to the tree cleverly, first picked two pomegranates from the treetops and threw them into the bamboo basket accurately. Then he picked the largest and most reddish one from the tree, sat on the tree and broke it apart.

The pomegranate has thin skin, and the pomegranate seeds are bright red and full. Yuan Atractylodes hold the pomegranate and shouts: "Brother, look how good this pomegranate is!"

After saying that, Yuan Atractylodes peeled off a few pomegranates and put them in his mouth and took a few bites. The sweet pomegranate smell penetrated into Yuan Atractylodes' mouth, making the boy's eyes narrowed.

Yuan Qinzhe smiled and shook his head: "Atractylodesis, you are eaten too much and you will easily have diarrhea."

"I know!" Yuan Cangshu said as he picked one and threw it into the basket behind Guangbai. "Brother, you can eat one too."

Yuan Qinzhe smiled and said, "Just eat it. I remember a pregnant doe in Tianshan a few days ago and was injured. I don't know how it is now. I'll go and see."

Yuan Cangshu waved his hand: "Brother, go, I'll wait for you here, pick a few more and take them back for your mother to try."

"Don't finish picking, the villagers will come to pick it too."

"I understand!" Yuan Atractylodes picked one from the tree and threw it to Guangbai. "Guangbai, don't pay attention to him, eat it quickly. The taste just picked from the tree is freshest, and it tastes different after being put for an hour."

Guangbai took the pomegranate and looked back at Yuan Qinzhi, wanting to follow him. But the second young master of his family was obviously much more unreliable than the eldest young master, so he had to stay under the tree and eat pomegranate with Yuan Atractylodes.

In late September, the weather is clear and cool. After the burning of summer, the leaves on the treetops are slightly yellow.

Yuan Qinzhe walked in the mountains and forests with light steps. When walking, he would pay attention to his feet, afraid of accidentally stepping on the insects that were drilling into and out of the soil.

Deer loves to eat tender leaves and young saplings the most. In September, tender leaves and young saplings are very rare. It is easy to find deer herds in places with tender leaves.

Yuan Qin walked casually, picked a leaf from the ground and blew it in his mouth.

A few rustling sounds came from the woods ahead.

Yuan Qinqiu put down the leaves in his hand and smiled and said, "It's true here."

Just after walking a few steps forward, a murderous aura came towards me.

"Be careful!" Bai Luo was shocked.

But Bai Luo was just a bystander. Not only did Yuan Qinqin unable to see her, but he could not hear her voice.

A fiery red dress jumped down from the dark green tree canopy and suddenly threw Yuan Qin to the ground.

The cold blade of the cold light hit Yuan Qin's neck.

Yuan Qinzhe rolled around the ground in a mess, and his white clothes were covered with grass leaves.

Yuan Qinyu raised his head in surprise, and his bright eyes fell into Yuan Qinyu's eyes.

Yuan Qinzhi: "Who are you?"

Bai Luo: "Gongyan Le?!"

Yuan Qinzhi and Bai Luo exclaimed almost at the same time.

The woman in red falling from the tree is the long-lost God of Ling Guang, Feng Yanli!

Jingtong looked up at Yuan Qinqiu, her eyes full of murderous intent: "Who are you?"

Yuan Qinzhe calmed down and said softly: "Miss, don't be afraid, I am the young sect leader of Xuanyue Temple, Yuan Qinzhe."

"Xuanyue Temple?" After saying this, Jeong Tong shook her body and fainted.

Yan Tong is used to wearing a red dress, and her small face as big as a palm is always soft and weak. This is the first time Bai Luo has seen such a murderous look.

The red clothes and collars of her red clothes were broken. When she fell to the ground, her left hand that had been tightly held loosened. A piece of gravel carved with scriptures fell out, which was the fragments on the stone pillars in the Demon Formation.

Since the Battle of Tianyuan, Bai Luo has never seen Jeongtong suffer such severe injuries.

Yuan Qinqiu walked up to explore Tan Jingtong's breath and called softly: "Girl, girl?"

Yan Tong lying on the grass with her eyes closed, as if she had fallen asleep. Yan Tong, who had restrained her murderous aura, looked helpless and pitiful, and her slightly red eyes seemed to have tears on her face.
Chapter completed!