Chapter 63 Chapter 63 They had met before...

Wei Xin thought about it for a long time, but still couldn't remember the appearance of the young man in his inner demon. It happened that Bei Ou came back from Lincheng, so he called him in and asked, "My memory is damaged, and I can't remember many things in the past. Is there any way to restore my memory?"

Beiou said, "Those are the side effects of your obsession. I'm afraid you won't be able to recover your memory."

Wei Xin frowned.

"There's nothing we can do about it. You think it's nothing, so why do you suddenly want to look for your memory?" Beiou asked.

"I just suddenly became curious, is there anything in those lost memories that should not be forgotten..."

Since it was a demon in my heart, I should have a deep impression of him. Why did that boy appear in my demon in my heart, but I couldn't remember him at all?

Who is that boy? Why does he look so similar to Yun Du?

Have they met... before?

"When you were treating me before, did you ever hear me mention anyone?" Wei Xin asked again.

Beiou thought about it carefully and shook his head: "It was too long ago. I don't remember it very well. I didn't practice enough at that time. Most of the time, it was Elder Yin who treated you. Maybe he knows something."

Wei Xin recalled the unfinished words that Yin Changming said before he entered the Crimson Spirit Pearl -

"Is he the one who..."

Who is that?

Could it be that Yin Changming really knew something? He looked obviously surprised at that time. It is very likely that he discovered Yun Dubie's identity.

But his current power is not enough to mobilize the Crimson Spirit Pearl by himself, so he cannot go in to interrogate Yin Changming.

It seems that I can only find out from others.

"I want to take Xique out for a trip."

"Then when can I return to Rin Castle?"

"Don't go back for now. There are more important things for you to do." Wei Xin whispered a few words to her and returned to the capital with Xique.

Cheng Zhu was taking care of the injured child. When he turned around, he saw two people suddenly appear in the yard. He was not surprised.

"Why are you here again?"

Wei Xin asked directly, "Where is the old housekeeper of the Xu family buried?"

"What do you want to do?"

"Don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask. If you still want to live, tell me where I am."

Cheng Zhu was silent for a moment, but still told him the location.

Wei Xin rushed there without stopping. The tomb was quite far from the capital city. According to Cheng Zhuo, it was right next to the old site of the Xu family.

Wei Xin first went to the old site of the Xu family, which was already in ruins and deserted.

He looked around but found nothing. When he was leaving, he accidentally discovered a huge tree in the distance that was big enough to block out the sun. The trunk of the tree was so thick that it took several people to hug it.

He walked forward, looked up, and found that it was even taller than the century-old tree in Xuanji Sect.

Yun Du had also dug out spiritual stones from under the tree in Xuan Ji Sect, but he still hadn't figured out who had buried the spiritual stones.

A woodcutter passing by carrying dry firewood saw him standing still and staring, so he kindly reminded him, "Sir, stop looking at the tree. This tree is unlucky."

"Why?" Wei Xin asked curiously.

"This tree originally belonged to a wealthy family here. There were originally two trees, but one of them disappeared. Later, the whole family died in a fire, and everything was gone, except for this big tree, which remained intact. Some people say that this tree turned into a spirit and set fire to the Xu family to avenge itself."

Wei Xin's eyelids jumped: "A tree disappeared?"

"Yes, no one knows what happened, it just disappeared inexplicably!" said the woodcutter in horror.

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Beside the lonely grave, Xique was preparing to deploy his troops when he saw Wei Xin coming back.

"Xique, do you still remember the century-old tree in Xuanji Sect? When was it planted?" Wei Xin asked.

Xique recalled: "I don't know the exact time, I just remember Elder Yin mentioned that when you were naughty, you actually dug a tree from the bottom of the mountain and brought it back."

Wei Xin's pupils trembled slightly. He turned back in disbelief, looked in the direction of the big tree, and muttered, "No way..."

"My Lord, it's done." Xique shouted.

"Um."

Wei Xin walked into the formation. After a while, a remaining wandering soul began to dissipate. Its appearance could no longer be identified. After all, it had been buried for many years. It seemed that the soul had been blown away by the wind and was not yet accustomed to such a scene.

"Where is this...who are you? Am I still alive?"

"You're dead." Wei Xin said mercilessly.

The soul circled in the air for a few times: "So that's how it is. I am really dead. I was not mistaken."

"What is your name?"

"Xu Ye, who are you?"

"Xu Ye, I want to ask you about someone."

"who?"

"Xu Linfeng."

"Xu Linfeng? Xu Linfeng, Xu Linfeng..." Xu Ye murmured the name. It seemed that he had not heard this name for many years. It took him a while to react before he suddenly remembered, "Oh, Linfeng, that poor child, is he still alive?"

Wei Xin felt a sour and painful feeling in his heart: "He is living a good life."

"That's good. Who are you to him?"

"Dao Du."

"Daoist couple? No, it's impossible, he's not..." Youhun came up to him and took a look, then suddenly shrank into a ball and stepped back in fear, "You, you, you're not that kid?!"

"Do you know me?" Wei Xin couldn't wait to catch up with him and ask, "Have you seen me before? Have Xu Linfeng and I known each other for a long time?!"

"Please let me go, I won't tell anyone..." The wandering soul huddled up in fear, trembling, and his voice became smaller and smaller, "Don't be angry, don't be angry, please..."

"What do you mean? Why did I get angry? Explain yourself clearly!" Wei Xin reached out to grab him, but missed.

The soul broke into several pieces and was gradually disappearing.

"Xique, don't let him disperse!" Wei Xin said anxiously.

Xique quickly changed the formation, condensed all the fragments, and stored them in a soul-gathering stone.

"It's been too long. His soul is not stable to begin with, and he can't maintain his form after being frightened." Xique handed him the Soul Gathering Stone, "There is still a little bit of soul left in it. I'm afraid he can't get out, but you can capture his memory, my lord."

"good."

The two men found a secret place, Wei Xin set up the barrier, and then walked into the formation. The soul-gathering stone trembled and rose in front of him. A few residual souls floated into his head like green smoke.

There was an extra memory in his mind that did not belong to him.

"Xu Ye, go find some people to play with me!" In the winter snow, several teenagers were playing snowball fights in the backyard. The leading teenager was wearing a brocade robe with a sable fur coat on the outside. He pointed his finger at Xu Ye and said angrily.

"Young Master, who do you want to see?" Xu Ye asked hesitantly.

"Let's take Xu Linfeng. Father has been calling him up alone lately."

Xu Ye found Xu Linfeng in a secluded room in the backyard. He was wearing thin clothes and had a slight fever.

Even though he felt reluctant, he couldn't disobey the young master's wishes because he was the eldest son of the Xu family.

He brought Xu Linfeng over, and several teenagers took snowballs and threw them at Xu Linfeng, then pushed him down and buried him in the snow.

"Young Master, don't play too much. When the old master comes back and finds out, he will be angry." Xu Ye said hurriedly.

Master Xu snorted, then took his people away.

Xu Ye helped Xu Linfeng up from the snow: "Are you okay?"

Xu Linfeng shook his head and went back without saying a word.

Xu Ye sighed and muttered, "They are all descendants of the Xu family, why are there such big differences..."

A few days later, there was a strong wind and Master Xu suddenly felt like flying a kite, so he dragged Xu Linfeng out with him.

Once the kite falls, let Xu Linfeng pick it up.

After a few times, the kite landed on a big tree a few miles away.

"Xu Linfeng, go and pick it up. If you don't find it, you won't be allowed to eat!" After saying this, Master Xu went back to his room to eat.

The tree was far away and tall. How could one pick a kite in such winter? Xu Ye followed them out of concern.

Who knew there was a person sitting on the tree branch, swinging his legs and playing with a kite in his hand.

After hearing the noise, the man lowered his head, stared at them with indifference, and then jumped down from the tree.

Xu Ye was stunned. He took a closer look and realized that he was also a young man. He was extremely handsome, but there was an indescribable hostility between his brows.

"Who are you?" Xu Ye asked.

The boy glanced at him and turned away.

"Wait." Xu Linfeng suddenly shouted, "This kite... belongs to someone else. Can I take it back?"

"You dare to ask for something from my hand, do you want to die?" The boy turned around and hooked his finger at him, "If you want to die, come here."

Xu Linfeng actually went there.

The young man was stunned: "Are you really going to die for such a rubbish?"

Xu Linfeng asked: "Can you kill me?"

"Okay, but I don't plan to kill anyone this time when I go down the mountain. Let's wait until next time," said the boy.

"When will you come next time? I'll wait for you here."

The boy was obviously amused by his words: "Okay, I'll come tomorrow. If you still want to die, I'll give you a ride."

As he spoke, he threw the kite onto the tree and it got caught on the top of the tree. A few balls of snow fell on them. The boy smiled, turned around, jumped, and disappeared from their sight.

Xu Linfeng stared blankly at the kite on the treetop.

Xu Ye thought that this young man who suddenly appeared and disappeared was a little weird, so he told Xu Linfeng not to go out the next day. However, Xu Linfeng went to wait under the tree early the next morning.

When Xu Ye found him, the young man had not arrived yet, but Xu Linfeng had already dug a small pit.

"What are you doing?" Xu Ye asked.

Xu Linfeng raised his head and smiled at him: "This is probably digging your own grave. After I die, can you help me fill it with soil?"

Xu Ye looked at the scar on his wrist, was silent for a moment, and sighed: "Okay."

Who would have thought that after several days, the young man didn't come, and the cemetery became larger and larger.

Xu Linfeng lay down in it by himself: "Uncle Xu, fill it with soil."

"No, this won't work!" Xu Ye said in panic, "If I fill it out, wouldn't I be a murderer?"

Snowflakes were floating in the sky. Xu Linfeng closed his eyes and said, "Come back after that hour."

"Do you want to freeze yourself to death?" Xu Ye was torn between his inner thoughts and his inner thoughts. On the one hand, he hoped that he could get rid of his current life, but on the other hand, he couldn't just watch him die. Just as he was about to go and get him back, a figure appeared beside him, squatted down next to him, and said, "Hey".

"Didn't you say you would wait for me? Why did you go to bed alone?" the young man asked.

Xu Ye: “…” How can you talk like that? Is that what you call sleeping?!

Xu Linfeng opened his eyes and his eyebrows moved slightly: "Why did you come now?"

"Don't mention it. I was scolded and ran away secretly just to see you," said the boy.

Xu Linfeng sat up and looked up at him: "Really?"

"Of course, this is the first time I've seen someone who wants to die so badly." The boy touched his head and brushed off the snowflakes on his head, then hugged his knees and looked at him strangely, "I fought hard to survive, why do you want to die?"

"Why are you trying so hard to survive?"

"Do you need a reason to live?"

A gust of wind blew and the kite fell from the treetop. The boy walked over and picked it up, asking, "Last time you said this thing is called a kite?"

"Um...you don't know?"

The boy shook his head: "Before you die, do something useful first. Tell me how to play this."

Xu Linfeng was stunned for a moment, then climbed out, ran with the kite, and showed him the use of the kite.

"Is that all? This is not fun at all." The boy curled his lips in disdain, moved his fingers, and the kite flew into the sky without the need for any ropes or strings to control it.

Xu Linfeng looked at him blankly: "How did you do it?"

"Practice."

"Then you don't need to use magic, just run and see."

"No, it looks childish." The boy refused, "Go and show me how to do it."

"But I don't run fast." Xu Linfeng said regretfully.

The young man stretched out his hand, picked him up, and then ran quickly on the ground.

The cold wind made my face hurt, and the kite was whirring in the air.

Xu Ye was relieved to see a faint smile on Xu Linfeng's face. He finally saw this child smile sincerely.

At this time, footsteps were heard not far away. Xu Ye looked over and said in shock: "The eldest young master is coming, Xu Linfeng, go back quickly!"

However, it was too late. The eldest master brought a group of people to stop them and scolded them: "Xu Linfeng, you are so good, I told you to pick up a kite but you didn't. It turns out that you are hiding here to play by yourself! Come on, beat him up!"

Xu Linfeng was pushed to the ground by the crowd and hit with countless punches. After the crowd dispersed, he climbed up dying and sat against a tree.

"Is it because of them that you want to die?" The young man squatted in front of him and asked thoughtfully.

Xu Ye, who was brushing the dirt off Xu Linfeng, was startled: "Why are you still here? Wait... those people didn't seem to notice you?"

"Nonsense, I know how to become invisible." The young man raised his eyebrows proudly and looked at Xu Linfeng with a haughty look, "Why don't you fight back? If I were you, I would skin them alive, drink their blood, and eat their flesh!"

Xu Linfeng's face turned pale instantly.

Xu Ye frowned and said, "Don't say anything."

"You can't even say anything? Ha, mortals are so fragile and vulnerable. Just a few punches can scare the shit out of you." The young man said disdainfully.

"What do you know!"

Xu Linfeng suddenly raised his voice and Xu Ye was startled. He was used to Xu Linfeng's forbearing and restrained side, and this was the first time he saw him really angry.

"The fist didn't land on you, so you naturally don't feel the pain! You can drink other people's blood, and so can they. What's the difference between you and them? You are a cultivator, far away from birth, old age, sickness and pain. Why do you have the right to laugh at us mortals from a high position?!"

The boy got angry at what he said and pinched his neck with his fingers, but Xu Linfeng just looked at him without blinking, his eyes were moist and red, and veins popped out on his forehead.

Seeing this, the young man loosened his fingers slightly: "Oh, I see, you are deliberately provoking me, I won't let you have your way."

Xu Linfeng was breathing heavily, his chest heaving.

"You're right. If the fist doesn't land on you, you won't feel the pain. So let me let you feel my pain."

After saying that, the boy pinched his neck, leaned forward and blocked his lips.

Xu Linfeng suddenly widened his eyes and stared into those handsome eyes. He noticed that his pupils were a little red, and then a stream of burning true energy entered his body.

"......Oh my God!" Xu Ye was terrified and tried to pull the boy away, but he couldn't. He couldn't help but curse, "After all this time, you are a traitor!?"

The young man raised his head and asked in confusion, "What is 'cutting off the sleeves'?"