Qin Wang looked at Wanyan Meng in front of him and suddenly felt strange.
Is it because the other party restored his memory?
Is it because Wanyanmeng now shows a different temperament than before?
Wan Yanmeng also looked at Qin Wang.
The two looked at each other.
Through his eyes, Qin Wang could feel that Wan Yanmeng's attitude towards him had not changed at all.
"It's good to have restored my memory. Then do you know where your father's inheritance is?"
Qin Wang asked casually.
“I know.”
Wan Yanmeng nodded.
Qin Wang was suddenly startled and looked at Wan Yanmeng in surprise.
"You...you said you knew?"
Qin Wang asked again with some uncertainty.
He even suspected that he had heard it wrong just now.
Although with his cultivation level, it is absolutely impossible to hear wrongly.
But...
“Yes, I know.”
Wan Yanmeng nodded and answered seriously.
She wasn't joking or lying, she really knew.
Qin Wang took a deep breath to calm down.
After working on it for a long time, it turned out that Wanyanmeng knew.
Then why didn’t you say it before? Is it because the memory has not been restored?
No wonder the Lord of Xuandu City just said that Immortal Emperor Qingshui loves his daughter very much.
As expected, she loved her so much that she even told Wanyanmeng where the inheritance was.
“Can you take me there?”
Qin Wang couldn’t help but ask.
“Okay.”
Wan Yanmeng nodded.
She waved her hand at the three undead.
The three undead stood up and left, very obedient.
Qin Wang looked at the three dead souls in the distance and suddenly had an idea.
Can undead be counted as a kind of ghost? Can it be included in his Soul Gathering Tower?
If it could be included in the Soul Gathering Tower...
How powerful would it be to control such an army of undead?
Qin Wang felt a little scary just after thinking about it for a moment.
However, the most urgent task now is to obtain the inheritance from Immortal Emperor Qingshui first.
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Inn.
Wu Su paced back and forth in the room.
She knew that Qin Wang asked her to stay in the room for her own good, but... there were several battles outside, and it was obvious that the strong men were fighting.
There were even screams.
Could it be Qin Wang?
Do you want to go out and help Qin Wang?
Wu Su couldn't help clenching his fists.
At least she can exert the combat power of a strong body, so it shouldn’t be a hindrance, right?
But...
Qin Wang kept telling her to stay in the room.
If I go out, will it hold Qin Wang back? Will it cause more trouble?
In another room.
Feng Jiutian sat cross-legged, trying to communicate with the ancestors in Fengyao Holy Land.
However, no matter how he called his ancestor, he received no response.
Why is this happening?
Could it be that this place is too far away from Fengyao Holy Land? So that you can't communicate with your ancestor?
Feng Jiutian doesn’t know the specific situation.
However, Qin Wang asked him to stay in the room, so he could practice peacefully in the room.
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Qin Wang and Wan Yanmeng came to an old house.
Compared to other places in the city, this old house is very ordinary, nothing special, and even a little dilapidated.
It seems that no one has lived there for a long time, so the old house looks a bit desolate.
Opening the door, a thick layer of fallen leaves accumulated in the courtyard, and the smell of decay wafted out.
"Is the inheritance of Immortal Emperor Qingshui here?"
Qin Wang was a little confused.
No matter how he looked, he couldn't tell that there would be an Immortal Emperor's inheritance hidden here. "Yes. This is the place where I lived when I was a child. Of course my father left his inheritance here."
Wan Yanmeng nodded.
When Qin Wang heard this, he suddenly remembered something.
"If that's the case, Immortal Emperor Qingshui should have left some clues in the city, right? Otherwise, the entire city is so huge, and on the surface, this house is ordinary, with nothing special about it. Who? Can you find it?"
Qin Wang smiled bitterly.
"If there is a clue, the clue is the poems I wrote when I was a child. When I was a child, my father taught me to read and write, and I have been practicing calligraphy and writing poems here. Then I threw the chapters with poems everywhere. Those Poetry should be the clue."
Wan Yanmeng said with a smile.
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On the other side of the city.
Suddenly, a strong man hid on a tree trunk to avoid being discovered by the undead patrolling around.
He has noticed that one characteristic of these undead spirits is that they only wander around the streets and do not enter the houses.
Furthermore, those undead souls seem to have no consciousness and are unable to scan and explore in all directions.
Because of this, this powerful fusion man hides on the tree trunk.
When he thought about what he looked like now, he felt like crying.
A strong man who is a powerful combination actually wants to hide in a tree. If word of this spreads out, people in Kyushu will laugh him to death.
Just then, he noticed a poem on the tree trunk.
“The double trees arch in the courtyard, and the green leaves of loquats are thick. The wind shakes the golden fruits, and the fragrance is full of the old days.”
The powerful fusion man read it in a low voice.
This five-character quatrain is very childish. At first glance, it was written by a naughty boy when he was just learning poetry.
It is actually engraved here.
"There are two loquat trees in the courtyard? Who knows how to plant trees in the courtyard? Most of the city is full of weeds, and there are no fruit trees, right?"
The strong man in fusion Frowning.
Suddenly, he recalled some of the situations he had investigated in the past two days.
Among the courtyards of the city, there are not many courtyards with fruit trees, there are fifty or sixty, but compared to the entire city, there are a few.
More importantly, those two fruit trees are loquat trees, and they are even rarer.
Could it be...
What’s so special about the courtyard with two loquat trees?
This strong man realized this.
He hesitated for a moment, and finally put his palm on the five-character quatrain, intending to erase the poem.
However, when he took his palm away, he was surprised to find that the five-character quatrain on the tree trunk was intact.
How is this possible?
He is a strong and powerful man, but he can’t even erase a poem?
Thinking of this, his breathing became rapid.
Inheritance!
This is definitely the inheritance of Immortal Emperor Qingshui!
Otherwise, why can’t the poem on the tree trunk be erased?
Thinking of this, the strong man immediately jumped off the tree trunk and ran wildly in one direction.
This sudden movement quickly attracted the surrounding undead.
There were five undead souls chasing after the powerful fused man.
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In the courtyard.
"Where is the inheritance of Immortal Emperor Qingshui? Why didn't I see it?"
Qin Wang looked around, a little confused.
“It’s this courtyard. However, I don’t know what the specific inheritance is.”
Wan Yanmeng shook his head.
Qin Wang did not ask further questions.
He knew that Wanyanmeng would not deceive him for no reason.
Therefore, Wan Yanmeng really didn't know.
It seems that there is something strange about this old house.
Perhaps, there is something strange about this courtyard.
At this moment, the wind blew.
Two loquat trees shook their branches and leaves.
A fallen leaf was blown away by the night wind, twisted and fell into the pond next to it.
The water ripples.
Qin Wang looked at the rippling water waves and was suddenly stunned.
This is...
Artistic conception! (End of chapter)