"Only Po Meng can see it." Chen Xiang said with a smile, "Crossing the River of Forgetfulness, walking across the Naihe Bridge, and drinking Po Meng's soup, the whole life will end and a new life will begin."
"The end of this life?" Hua Xi smiled and shook his head. He was so naive. How could it end so easily?
Besides, how easy is it to be a new student?
She has been reincarnated for thousands of lives and walked across the Naihe Bridge countless times, but she has never been reborn and is still living in the past.
"Sister, do you want to know your past life?" Chen Xiang suddenly asked cautiously.
"I don't want to." Hua Xi shook her head bluntly. If she could, the memory of this life would be enough for her.
All her pain comes from her past life.
Chen Xiang lowered his head in disappointment. Although she asked him to call her sister, she still didn't know that they were really siblings a thousand years ago.
He wanted to find that kind of relative who could never be erased even in reincarnation.
"Sister, who do you think that is?"
Chenxiang suddenly raised her head and pointed to a place far away.
Hua Xi looked in the direction of his finger.
There is light smoke like fog on the Wangchuan River, and ribbons of green trees on both sides are fluttering.
There was a white figure walking among the green trees, looking for something intently.
I have to admire that Chen Xiang's eyesight is better than hers. She didn't even see it from such a long distance.
If you hadn't looked carefully, you wouldn't have noticed there was a person there.
In the ghost world, few people come and go during the day, and night is their world.
"That's..." Hua Xi squinted her eyes and looked carefully, "is it Wujiang?"
"It seems to be really him!" After she said it, Chen Xiang also confirmed, "What is he doing there?"
Hua Xi hesitated for a while, then said: "Quickly go over and take a look."
Chen Xiang nodded. Both of them were masters, so there was no problem in hiding their whereabouts.
Pass quietly, not very close so as not to let him notice.
Wujiang picked up a white ribbon under a tree, identified it, and then turned over another one.
I walked over and over again and passed several trees.
Chen Xiang almost dozed off and fell asleep. She quietly pulled Hua Xi's clothes and asked silently: What is he doing?
Hua Xi didn't understand it at first, but slowly he discovered that every time he picked up a ribbon, a faint spiritual power would flow out of his hand.
He was identifying something on the ribbon.
However, nothing can be noticed about this ribbon.
Hua Xi hesitated, grabbed a stick from the tree, and input spiritual power into it. It was like a stone sinking into the sea, without any movement.
Strange, what is Wujiang doing?
There are so many trees and so many ribbons beside the Wangchuan River. If he continues to rummage through them one by one, how many years and months will he be able to finish them?
What an idiot to use such a stupid method!
But what is he looking for, his past life?
Who was he in his previous life?
How many reincarnations has he had from nine thousand years ago to the present?
Hua Xi was also very curious.
But Chenxiang didn't want her to know the inside story. He watched Wujiang's movements repeatedly for more than an hour. How could he have the patience?
Once patience is lost, the breath comes out involuntarily.
Wujiang over there paused and frowned in confusion. He seemed to be aware of the aura of the demon clan?
"It was discovered." Hua Xi whispered.
Chenxiang stuck out her tongue, knowing that she had done something wrong.
But Hua Xi didn't mean to blame him. Anyway, she was about to lose her patience, so she just walked out openly.
"Your Excellency Guiyue?" Seeing her, Wujiang was a little surprised, but when he looked at Chen Xiang beside her, he seemed to understand.
