Hearing Xia Xiaofan's puzzled call, I suddenly came to my senses.

The pictures that appeared in my mind before also disappeared instantly.

I opened my eyes and saw Master and the others looking at me worriedly.

"Little Junior Sister, what's wrong with you just now? You don't seem to hear anything you call me. If we hadn't been sure your soul had not been taken away, we would have thought something had happened to you." The eldest brother asked me with concern.

Although the scenes just now were strange, I have never experienced them in this life.

But I can be 100% sure now that this is definitely something I experienced in my previous life.

Sure enough, I guessed right, the god of Haochen treated me very well in the last life.

I am still a little mortal woman, but somehow I can still know the God of Haochen, the Four Spirits of Heaven.

I don’t know what the treasure the old clam spirit wants to give me is. It’s so regretful that I almost saw it.

"I just saw some memories in my mind. The memories of the god of Haochen should be memories left in my previous life." I explained with a smile.

"No wonder you suddenly fell into deep thought. It turned out that you were kidnapped by the memories of your previous life." Xia Xiaofan finally patted his chest with confidence when he heard that I was fine.

Kidnapped by memories of previous lives?

This is quite appropriate, and I have to give Xia Xiaofan a thumbs up.

I thought I could not remember the memories of my previous life after reincarnation after drinking Mengpo soup.

But since all kinds of bizarre events have occurred in my life, my memories of my past lives often appear.

In the past, I used to remember my memories of my previous life through dreams. At that time, I thought I was just dreaming.

Now, when I wake up, memories of my past lives will appear in my mind instantly, making me immerse myself in it.

Could it be that I did not drink Mengpo soup when I was reincarnated in my previous life?

But my memory is just sealed, so now for various reasons, the sealed memory of the previous life is slowly reviving?

If this is the case, it would be a good thing.

It is best to let me remember everything in my previous life and see how many bastards I did before.

There is no need to always ask people who are related to their previous lives to tell me about the past.

"My little sister, it seems that you didn't drink enough Mengpo soup in your previous life, and you will remember things in your previous life." Qin Lang said with a smile.

"My little master was so powerful in his previous life. He could create the Seven Evil Soul Locking Array. If you reincarnate, you may not need to drink Mengpo Soup." Xia Xiaofan waved his hand and looked at me with admiration. "My little master, do you have any simpler techniques and powerful methods that you can do, and then teach us?"

"Have you learned all the magic in our masters? Have you mastered it? I still think that your little master taught you magic. Just the kind of magic you know, you have to have a deep cultivation level if you want to exert your power. The master can't even use it. What are you thinking?" Senior Brother Fifth glared at Xia Xiaofan and made him feel more down-to-earth.

After being glared at by the fifth senior brother, Xia Xiaofan shrank his neck and muttered in a low voice, "It's not enough skills to suppress your body. The younger master said that even if you can't use it now, if you learn it, you will be able to use it when your cultivation is high in the future."

"Master, since I am a member of Qingyun Taoist Temple, I plan to write down all the magic or formations I know in the future, and then learn it for everyone who is interested." I said with a smile.

"If this is your Lu family's unique magic, it's better to leave." After hearing this, the master said seriously.

"I asked my grandfather, and he said I can teach anyone, as long as the other party accumulates good deeds." I said with a smile.

"Master, I have been with him before. I am a good elder brother and an excellent heavenly master." The elder brother said to the master.

"Okay, okay, that's why all the disciples of our Qingyun Taoist Temple are blessed. It's good to be able to learn more about the arts." After hearing this, the master nodded and said with a smile.

"I will draw a portrait of the god of Haochen for you." After saying that, Brother Hao, who was majestic in a battle robe, appeared in his mind again.

Then he started writing like a god-like brushstroke on the sketchbook, but in a while, the heroic and heroic general appeared on the paper.

After finishing the painting, I looked at the portrait with satisfaction.

Very good, at least he drew Brother Hao's heroic posture and sharp and tough temperament.

"How is the god of Haochen like this." I then handed the portrait to Xia Xiaofan.

"Wow, Haochen's Supreme God is so handsome and so mighty." Xia Xiaofan saw it and exclaimed, and a respectful expression appeared on his face. He clasped his hands together and bowed to the portrait.

Then he immediately snatched the portrait from Chen Jiaci, "This is painted by the little teacher for me, no one is allowed to snatch it."

"My little sister, I also want a portrait of the god on Haochen." Chen Jiaci looked at me with an expectation.

"Everyone takes pictures of the portrait on his mobile phone. When you want to offer the gods to Haochen incense, just display the photos on your phone and put them aside, or you can print them in the photo studio when you have time." In this fast and convenient era, everything can be pasted and copied.

As modern people, they are not careful about details.

I remember watching a funny video before. A netizen put his grandfather's portrait on the table on his phone, and then there were three cigarettes in front of the phone.

Ahem, just like that, it’s actually full of rituals, and his grandfather underground shouldn’t blame him.

Haochen Shangshen himself has a generous personality and is not careful about details, so he should not mind.

After hearing this, Qin Lang and others felt it was reasonable, so they asked Xia Xiaofan to put the portrait hidden like a treasure on the table.

Xia Xiaofan carefully took out the rolled-up portrait again and placed it flat on the countertop.

Qin Lang and the others immediately took many portraits from various angles.

The eldest brother and the others also took out their cell phones, but were embarrassed to follow their apprentice and nephew to take photos, so they waited for them to finish taking photos before taking photos.

Even the master and the old man respectfully took a picture of Haochen's god.

I called out three ghost evil spirits while they were taking pictures.

They immediately floated out of Tong Wanwan's room.

"Xiao Nai, I have a crush on several sets of clothes. I really want to have them. Will you let me have them?" Xiang Liu floated to the edge of the sofa, looked at me with her eyes, and asked me excitedly.

"Okay, help me put aside the resentment in my heart tonight. I will wrap all your clothes for you in the future." I waved my hand and said generously.

Making a few sets of paper clothes is not difficult at all.

But for these ghost demons who have no relatives in the world, my promise is their dream wish.

So they nodded violently and patted their chests to assure me that I could rest assured and put them on them.
Chapter completed!