memory

Feng Qianqian put away the spirit beads floating in the air.

Fortunately, this was in her own yard, and no one would come around. Otherwise, if she saw her talking to a ghost, she wouldn't be able to explain it even with ten mouths.

Seeing her surprised eyes, Guo Zhou's soul drifted back, and explained in that hoarse voice, "I'm sorry, Qianqian, I don't know what's going on. That spirit bead doesn't seem to be hurting me anymore." After being restrained, I followed my instinct and floated out on my own.”

Lingzhu no longer restrains him?

When I took out the essence and blood from my heart just now, my control over my mind was indeed a little looser, and my spiritual power was a little unstable. Is it because of this that my control over the spirit beads was reduced.

Feng Qianqian thinks it is possible.

But then I thought about it and realized that Senior Guo's speech was now logically clear and he no longer looked crazy like before. He was completely normal. Could it be that he had regained his memory?

Then he looked around him carefully and saw that his soul seemed to be more solid than before. He said excitedly, "Senior Guo, you have recovered your memory!"

Monk Guo Zhou shook his head, "I only remember the memories after staying in the beads and meeting you. I can't remember the rest."

He only remembered the white light that bloomed in front of him before being sucked into the spirit bead, and then what happened after she picked it up as the spirit bead drifted away.

When Feng Qianqian saw him saying that she had not recovered her memory, she thought something was wrong. She had seen Senior Guo talking to his master in her dream before. How come the owner of the dream couldn't remember it.

She recalled some of the fragments she had seen in his memory and reminded him, "Why can't you remember it? Senior, do you remember that you are a disciple of the sect, and you also have a master?"

She also thought that if he remembered, she would find an opportunity to send him away.

She subconsciously believed that people had their own place, and ghosts had their own place. Just like where mortals gathered, monks and demon cultivators each stayed in their own place. This was orderly.

There are many ghost cultivators in the Duize world, and she is now in the sect. This is obviously not a place where ghosts should stay.

If Senior Guo doesn't want to become a ghost cultivator and they at least get to know each other, then she will find a monk to save him and send him to the other side when she leaves the sect.

If he keeps following me, like this time, and runs out uncontrollably even after he recognizes the spirit bead as its owner, if he bumps into a golden elixir stage monk in the future, or during a foundation building competition, he will If the spiritual power is unstable, then the secret will be revealed!

As soon as he is discovered, his spirit bead will be discovered, and then the sect will definitely interrogate her about what happened to this ghost, and even Senior Guo can't tell his origin, and she can't tell...

Not to mention that the extraordinary-looking spirit bead would be taken away, but giving it to others would make her heartbroken, and she would avoid the trouble it would cause in the future.

I saw monk Guo Zhou was expressionless and silent for a while, as if he was really recalling what happened before, "This...I have an impression of what you said...but I can't remember what happened before entering the Lingzhu." stand up..."

Ever since he woke up in the dark environment, when his consciousness returned, he began to think about things related to himself, who he was, where he came from, and how could a monk live here in the state of a ghost.

But every time he ran out of power, some judgments would flash through his consciousness so quickly that he couldn't see clearly. If he continued to force himself, his consciousness would start to tingle.

What Feng Qianqian saw in his dream was actually when he suddenly felt a huge power from the outside world pouring into him, and he had the opportunity to capture that memory light group.

"That's it..." Feng Qianqian was already mentally prepared at this time.

Just listen to him continue, "But I seem to have found a way to restore my memory..."

Feng Qianqian's eyes lit up, "What method?" If he regained his memory, she would know how to deal with this ghost.

"Your blood."

"My blood?" Could he be harming himself?

Feng Qianqian secretly became wary, and suddenly realized that she seemed to have inexplicably let down her guard against this unknown ghost.