After the person who belongs to the memory feeds the child Da Huandan, he reaches out to cover the child's small body and uses his true qi to help the child dissolve the medicinal power. Ji Danhuang saw that the person who belonged to the memory stretched out an old hand, thinking that this person was already very old.

After a while, the medicinal power of Da Huan Dan dissolved, and the child moved his fingers, but he did not wake up. Exploring the child's breathing and pulse again, it was much better than that, and the person who belonged to the memory breathed a sigh of relief, opened the crossing door, and left with the child.

The picture was blurry for a while, and I thought that this memory was over. Ji Danhuang continued to follow the memories of the people to whom he belonged, and when the surrounding scenery became clearer again, he had already changed to another mountainous area. Ji Danhuang was keenly aware that this mountainous area was hidden in an ancient enchantment, and it should be a certain cave blessed land. In the middle of this mountainous area, there are many houses, most of which have been destroyed, and the remaining ones are very dilapidated, and I think that this place has experienced an earth-shattering battle, and in some places there are even black blood stains.

The memory owner looked around in this dilapidated building, looking for a house to live in, and he still held the child he had brought out from Miaojiang in his arms. After treatment, the child's complexion has returned to normal, and his face is bloody, but he is still very thin. At this moment, the child is curled up in the arms of the person to whom the memory belongs, sleeping soundly, occasionally moving his hands and feet, thinking that he is dreaming.

After searching around the large buildings, the memory owner sighed, as if he had given up the idea of living in these houses. He carried the child in his arms, came to the back mountain, found a fairly stable place, and threw a small wooden box on the ground.

As soon as the small wooden box hit the ground, it changed with a "click", and something like a tree root stretched out from it, and it was deeply rooted in the bottom. Once the foundation was firmly established, the box began to swell. After a while, it turned into a house, which looks pretty good.

Ji Danhuang looked at the house in front of him in shock, and his jaw was about to fall to the ground. There are no wonders in the world, and there are all kinds of strange things in the world of cultivation. However, it was the first time he had seen such a house that "grown" like a plant on the ground.

The memory owner pushed open the door and walked in, put the child in the bedroom, turned around and went to the kitchen to boil water and make milk powder. Ji Danhuang followed the person who belonged to the memory, and took a general look at the internal structure of the house, and inexplicably felt a familiar sense of belonging.

This feeling. It was as if he had returned to his own home, so familiar that with a glance, he could know what to put in every corner. Ji Danhuang didn't know if this familiarity came from the person who belonged to the memory, if not, maybe he had lived in such a place in his previous life.

Speaking of which, why did Jiang Jianfei give him this memory? Could this memory really be the memory of his previous life?

Counting in time, it seems that this is really possible!

While he was thinking about it, the person who belonged to the memory had already washed the milk powder and returned to the bedroom. The child in the bedroom had just woken up. When I smelled the food, I was hungry and cried. The person who belongs to the memory lowered the temperature of the prepared milk powder, carefully placed the pacifier next to the child's mouth, and the child held the bottle. "Goo-go

"Alas!" the memory owner sighed and began to talk to himself, "The old man has been in the limelight for a lifetime, and now he is old. I'm going to do the job of raising children. You kid, you used to be so worry-free, but this time they made you stupid. If you can't say it, forget it. I can't understand the obedient words, and I can't even eat. ”

Ji Danhuang was slightly startled and looked at the child carefully. He didn't have any idea of the child's age, but he thought that the child should be about a year or two old. A one- or two-year-old child should already be able to talk and eat some simple food.

Judging from the words of the person who belongs to the memory, this child should have been able to talk and eat ordinary food before, and it seems that he is much smarter than ordinary children. And now, I don't know if it was because of the death of my mother that I was hit too hard, and I became inferior to ordinary children of the same age, and regressed to a similar level as a newborn baby.

What a child, it's a pity.

Watching the child finish a bottle of milk, the person who belonged to the memory seemed to suddenly remember something, and muttered in a low voice, "Hmm...... Now that the world is in such chaos, I really should change your name. Wait for the old man to think about it...... Well...... Then call you 'Wu Yi'. ”

Wu Yi?

Hearing this name, Ji Danhuang's whole face couldn't help but twitch. Wu Yi, this kid shouldn't be the Wu Yi who is one of the founders of the Imperial Spirit Hall!

If it's really him, then ...... So this is Maoshan Mountain, and the person who belongs to this memory, is it ...... Could it be the head of the Guigu Gate, Yu Xuzi?

I'll go! What's going on! Jiang Jianfei what is he doing with his master's memory!

Ji Danhuang was stunned for a moment, opened his eyes suddenly, and withdrew from his memory. He felt as if he was exploring a very important past, a secret that many people were desperately trying to protect.

Before, Chu Liao seemed to have told him that when he opened the box, there must be no one present. This time, he understood why Jiang Jianfei asked Chu Liao to tell him so, in case Yu Xuzi's memory was snatched away by someone, and he found out something related to the secret of Guigumen, wouldn't Guigumen suffer.

Having said that, Jiang Jianfei dared to give him such an important thing, what did he want to do!

Ji Danhuang was a little scared, he didn't know what would appear if he watched it again, and he didn't know if he could lock this memory after reading it. In case it is seen by his own master......

Belch...... When I opened the mahogany box just now, it didn't seem that I had taken off the dragon scale ring. Alas, it's useless to take off the dragon scale ring, he still has a life-saving dragon scale inlaid in his body!

Ji Danhuang's heart was stuffed, he didn't know if his master knew about the preservation of this memory, and if something bad would happen. But now that this is the case, he has no choice but to do something when something happens.

Memories of that...... Do you want to read on?

Ji Danhuang hesitated a little, not because he was afraid that his master would know, but because he had an inexplicable fear of that memory in his heart. More precisely, he should have developed a fear of the name "Wu Yi".

Inexplicably, he was a little afraid of coming into contact with the memories related to Wu Yi. (To be continued......)