With the previous two strange changes, something strange began to appear on Yang Guang's body. A ball of fist-sized air slowly rose from his body, and there seemed to be a figure shaking in each ball.

"Is this a retrospective traceability?" The Hu family next to Zhao Zihan exclaimed in a low voice. This is an extremely ancient hexagram. For those of them who have long stopped pursuing the Tao, the method of retrospective traceability only exists in legends.

Retrospective traceability, as the name suggests, trace back to previous times, past pasts, experiences, seens, and remember, is one of the top methods in divination and fortune-telling. If Wen Yi had not learned from Xiao Qi and Xiao Yu, two geniuses in divination techniques, it would have been difficult to understand the preciousness of this method.

But this is not the main thing. The most precious thing is that this hexagram must be a boy, just like the unique boy skills in martial arts. The reason why Wen Yi dared to agree to this was to find a way to cure Yang Guang by "returning light traceability". Only Wen Yi has such a method. After all, she is a mixed study of Yang Guang, and the inheritance she has obtained is quite unique. Even if she could not contact Ye Yi a few minutes ago, she could only do so.

Of course, Wen Yi also tried to contact the fat man, but what is also strange is that the fat man could not contact him. Even Xiaoqi, who was originally supposed to stay at home, lost trace. At this moment, Wen Yi felt that she and Yang Guang were like they were wandering on an isolated island, and if they wanted to save their lives, they had to save themselves.

But no one knows that the real rejuvenation has been lost long ago. Xiao Qi, Xiaoyu and Mr. Taiyi used the words and phrases from that year to forcefully copy an alternative "rejuvenation rejuvenation" method. The pros and cons of it are only the spell caster, and the side effects are extremely high!

Wen Yi had no choice, but she had never told anyone that the disadvantages of this method were as terrible as Yang Guang’s initial learning of the life and death curse. It was at the cost of vitality!

"The fire in the central region returns to the root and traces the source!" After the third sentence, a mass of air rose again on Yang Guang's body, which was a mass of air larger than any one. The only unlit central region fire among the seven candles also burned instantly.

Wen Yi did not dare to delay at all, lit an incense from beside him and put it in the water bowl with his backhand. The strange incense stood in the water. Wen Yi said, "I only have one stick of incense to find a solution, and it means to cram the Buddha's feet temporarily. If I haven't woken up for one stick of incense, you will blow out the candles at the same time. Otherwise, Yang Guang and I will die."

Without waiting for Zhao Zihan and others to agree, Wen Yi bypassed the case and gathered all the air masses on Yang Guang's body in the form of a circle. Finally, the largest air mass was placed in the center and she pressed her forehead on it.

At this time, Yin Dongmei suddenly said with some observation: "This woman is crazy!"

Zhao Zihan asked, "What's wrong?"

"She took out the seven souls of Yang Guang's body, and spit out her seven souls and overlapped them with Yang Guang. Is this a life-threatening thing?" Yin Dongmei's words did not find anything strange in the cognition of ordinary people, and it was not worth fussing.

But for those who wander between yin and yang, the three souls are like locks and the seven souls are like keys. One key can only open one lock. Once one's seven souls are allowed to be integrated and contact with others, it really corresponds to the old saying "concentric lock". From then on, life and death will never live alone.

This method is like a life-and-death contract was concluded in a magic novel, and it can really achieve the effect of dying in the same year, month and day.

Zhao Zihan bit her lip and suddenly became a little jealous of someone like Yang Guang. There was really a woman who was so stupid that she was willing to save her in this way. Will she find a man who made her willing to give everything, even her life?

The same key naturally needs to share the same set of information, just like the lock core inside the lock head. Yang Guang's large amount of memories are like flowing water and the connection of the seven souls pours into Zhao Zihan's soul and is imprinted in the soul.

This man who doesn't say much love on weekdays has his mind full of love for three women, his mother, his daughter, and his deep love that cannot be dispersed in his soul.

Wen Yi tried hard to clear away these "love" for her and dig deep into everything Yang Guang had experienced. She only had an incense stick of time to screen and identify what could be used for him and did not need magic power to support him. If she could not find him... she would lose him.

As time passed, Zhao Zihan carried with him, people kept reporting that zombies had appeared in a certain place, causing a large number of deaths. Fortunately, the weather is getting colder and colder, and the proportion of living dead people turning into zombies seems to be decreasing, and some people were caught and bitten in time, which did not form the iron corpse that Yang Guang encountered in an unlucky manner.

Wen Yi also saw the scene of Yang Guang fighting desperately. Whether at first or now, she struggled on the brink of death again and again, appearing at home with smiles and fatigue again and again, just to look at herself. Whether it is a kiss or a hug, it can make this silly man smile happily for a long time.

Slowly, tears of happiness and guilt continued to slide from Wen Yi's eyes, and the knowledge that Yang Guang had received continued to flash, copying it into Wen Yi's mind like a burner. Until this moment, Yang Guang and Wen Yi reached the point of being more advanced than the so-called "sex, love" that you have me and I have you, which is a kind of fusion that is no longer separated from the soul.

"Sister Zihan, look!" Yin Dongmei suddenly pointed at Wen Yi and said.

Zhao Zihan looked over and saw in surprise that Wen Yi seemed to have lost something in a short while. The most obvious thing was that her temples actually had white hair.

"My God!" Zhao Zihan covered her mouth, and Wen Yi was losing her vitality!

Perhaps, God does not allow such a sad thing to happen to such a woman, right? Yang Guang, who is still in a state of chaos, should have been ignorant, seemed to feel that something bad happened to Wen Yi, the soul dominated her mind, the soul carrying the muddy soul in the memory was touched in an instant. He still had no rational thinking, and instinctively did not let the woman he loved betrayed the thought as strong as steel.

When Wen Yi lost her vitality, her hair gradually turned white, and her skin began to dim, for some reason, Yang Guang's originally weak body suddenly emitted a surge of vitality. The power was so great that it seemed to be as long as thousands of years and terrifying. Then, he actually feeded back to Wen Yi along the overlapping and fusion soul.

That kind of creation has to sigh at the magical things, and it clearly appears in the eyes of everyone in this warehouse.

Wen Yi's hair gradually withered and turned white, and gradually lost its moist and lustrous skin. It began to recover at the next moment, bit by bit like spring rain moistening the earth, her hair returned to black and beautiful, and her skin became more hydrated and shiny than the past. Even her originally sick and flushed appearance became healthy.

"My God!" This time it was Yin Dongmei exclaiming, "Is this person really a human? How could he have such a strong vitality? Our master does not have such a big life reaction!"

No one here knows that Yang Guang had eaten half of the "Eternal Fruit". Naturally, he didn't know that the power of immortality brought by the spiritual roots of the heaven and earth had long been hidden in his body, but he had never been familiar with Yang Guang and felt that it existed. This time, he inadvertently stimulated the potential vitality and returned to Wen Yi's body. This world is so wonderful. If it were another person, Yang Guang, never went back to feed back his vitality, but only when Wen Yi was, such a miracle happened.

When Wen Yi was peeling off Yang Guang's memory, she felt a place with a red mark on a fan, as if it was a very strange memory. This place seemed to be sealed, repelling Yang Guang's perception, as if she was isolated from Yang Guang's memory warehouse.

Even at this time, a woman's curiosity will inevitably play its role. Wen Yi really wants to know what exactly exists in that pink memory, perhaps it is Yang Guangfengchen's first little secret in his heart? Or first love?

Just like sticking out your fingers to touch it, it was a touch of the soul, allowing Wen Yi to touch the pink memory.

The next moment, Wen Yi seemed to be pulled into a mysterious, ** space, full of pink peach blossoms, as if in a peach forest, she heard a burst of laughter from a girl. As a woman, this kind of laughter only exists in one way... The success of the small conspiracy, the successful smile.

Then there was the laughing master, who said as if he was talking to himself: "Sister didn't let me get down privately, but I didn't know that I had already prepared this dagger and there would be a big disaster after I went back. Hey, no matter if you are the dagger's wife, lover, brother, or gay friend of this dagger, now I have recruited you. Don't resist, it's best to be obedient. Unless you are not a saver, you can just listen to me. I don't have much time, do you understand?

Well, first of all, I am a fairy. I am a fairy in Qingqiu. I am proficient in the study of divination and calculation. Now you listen to my arrangements. As long as you listen to me and let me go smoothly in the world, then this fairy who is dazed will be able to get rid of the disaster with one hand."

"Who are you?" Wen Yi wanted to ask, but in her soul state, she had no qualifications to speak at all, and the owner of the voice... seemed not to be alive. It was more like a fragment left in a phonograph.

"My sister and I left two items for this idiot, one of which was my sister's scales, and the other was the tail hair of this fairy. You immediately go to the north to find disciples from the Hu family lineage and find a way to invite immortals. Anyway, I am not as powerful as my sister. The binding force here is relatively less to me and it does not require a specific time, so let me go down as soon as possible. Do you understand? I will give you the benefits, my name is Hu Li. As long as you say my name to the Hu family's disciples, they will understand. Humph, just let me prepare, and that's it. Just wait for good news!"

Like an unmature girl, she said something in a mess and left a sentence without a word. When Wen Yi came to her senses, the pink memory quickly disappeared.

"Who is she?" Wen Yi thought.

Time seemed to pass very long, and it seemed to pass quickly. When the fragrance was about to burn out, Wen Yi let out a long sigh, her closed eyes shaking gently, and then her moist and bright eyes opened.
Chapter completed!