Soon, an ordinary small courtyard appeared in their eyes.

This is the home of the owner of this illusory memory.

It is a very simple yard, with three tile-roofed houses and a small earthen yard. The back garden is even smaller, only a few square meters in size, but simple green vegetables and onions are planted there.

When I looked at it from a distance, the yard was still a little blurry.

But the closer you get, the clearer the courtyard becomes, and even every detail is clearly visible.

Xu Feng suddenly put away his war gun, planted it on the roadside, and said to him without saying a word: "I know how to break through the situation, just follow me and don't do anything unnecessary."

Zi Buyu was about to ask clearly when he saw Xu Feng walking towards the door of the yard without any precautions.

And a pretty figure was already waiting there.

"Brother!" My sister looked at Xu Feng who came back excitedly. She jumped over like a little rabbit and hugged Xu Feng.

Zi Buyu subconsciously wanted to scream, but he held it back.

This little girl didn't turn into a fetus and attack them, which surprised him. What was even more surprising was that Xu Feng seemed to have known about this for a long time, and there was no surprise on his face.

Zi Buyu took a deep breath, and then slowly relaxed, trying not to appear abnormal.

As the little girl turned her head to look at him, Zi silently forced a smile.

"Who is this?" the little girl looked at Xu Feng and asked.

Xu Feng rubbed her little head: "Call me big brother."

The little girl smiled and said sweetly to her son, "Big brother."

Zi Buyu was startled for a moment, and suddenly a look of understanding appeared on his face, and then he nodded: "Hey."

"Let's go, brother, my father and mother have been talking about you for a long time. Our family will have a great meal tonight!" The little girl was like an elf, hugging Xu Feng's arm lively and jumping around him.

said.

Xu Feng smiled softly and whispered: "It's been a long time since I had food cooked by my parents. I miss it so much."

For some reason, as he said these words, two lines of clear tears suddenly appeared on his face, but the tears disappeared in an instant, as if they had never appeared.

When he walked into the house, he subconsciously touched the rough wooden door. The familiar touch made his arms tremble a little.

He was pulled into the house by the little girl. Although the house was slightly dark, the sunlight pouring in from the windows on the side and the several oil lamps burning in the house made the cabin look particularly warm.

"Yan'er is back." Mother smiled happily, holding Xu Feng's hand, and then looked at Zi Buyu behind her.

"This is?"

"My friend, I am silent."

Xu Feng let the middle-aged woman hold his hand and introduced with a smile.

"Hurry up and sit down. Your father is making your favorite braised chicken nuggets on the stove. It will be out soon. Please sit down for a while."

Having said this, the woman started busy setting the table and serving dishes again, and the little girls ran in and out to help, but no one wanted Xu Feng to help, and just let him sit there and entertain the guests.

Until Xu Feng and Zi were left silent in the room, neither of them said a word.

The atmosphere in the room seemed a little dull for a while.

Zi Buyu raised his head several times and wanted to say something to Xu Feng, but he held back.

Xu Feng, on the other hand, said nothing and just sat quietly.

Until the table is full of food, the family is reunited.

The meal was very enjoyable. My parents kept asking Xu Feng whether he had a place to live in the sect, whether the food was good, whether he was dressed warmly, and whether he had found any good-looking girls.

The little girl kept telling weird jokes and laughed a few times even without saying a word. The guests and hosts enjoyed themselves greatly.

But later, no one spoke anymore.

When Xu Feng finished eating the last grain of rice on the plate and raised his head, he and his wife were the only ones left in the room without speaking, while his parents and sister were gone.

It's like it never happened.

The space inside the house gradually became colder.

Xu Feng put down his chopsticks and sat quietly.

Until a slightly older voice sounded in front of me.

"Thank you."

Xu Feng raised his head slightly, looked at the green-black old man who slowly appeared in front of him, and shook his head: "You're welcome."

Zi Buyu was so tense that he didn't dare to speak.

The old man stood up slowly, walked to the table in the room, and gently touched all the traces of the past with his hands, until they finally disappeared.

Suddenly coming back to his senses, he realized without saying a word that a faint gray mist was gradually rising around him, the ground was cold, and bones were everywhere.

"It's out!" He said in surprise as he looked at the familiar environment around him. There were already tens of thousands of meters of burial pits here. They successfully survived the illusion.

When he turned to look at Xu Feng, he saw a translucent skeleton lying in front of Xu Feng.

The bones were slowly disintegrating, turning into bits of fly ash. A trace of blood instantly sank into Xu Feng's body, and was automatically refined into two blood vessels by his blood.

But Xu Feng still sat still, just staring at the skeleton in front of him.

"Tao... Hi, I'm afraid it's a little inappropriate to call you Brother Dao now, Brother Xu?" Zi Buyu called out tentatively.

Xu Feng shook his head slightly, as if he didn't care that he had seen through his identity, but said in a deep voice: "Taoist Master, do you know where the Nether Clan come from?"

Zi Buyu was slightly startled when he heard the words: "Why do you suddenly ask this? Well... the underworld tribe comes from outside the sky, but... it's wrong!"

Zi Buyu immediately reacted. If the illusion of reincarnation they were in just now was transformed by the memory of the deceased, then according to Xu Feng, shouldn't it be a magical power that only ancient human monks had?

The Nether Race and the Human Race are completely different cultivation systems. Why...

"Have you noticed it too?" Xu Feng stood up slowly, glanced at the seemingly endless skeletons around him, and then lowered his head again to look at the skeletons of the powerful Nether Tribe at his feet.

"Perhaps, they are not from the outer world..." Xu Feng murmured, "Maybe, they are not from the underworld either..."

There was a look of horror in Zi Buyu's eyes, just because Xu Feng's guess... was too terrifying!

"This is impossible!" Zi Buyu shook his head. Xu Feng's guess was really shocking and completely unreasonable.

"It is possible that the memory of the illusion was obtained by the Underworld clan after killing an ancient human monk and devouring the soul." Zi Buyu expressed his own opinion, and this opinion seems to be the most reasonable at present.

Xu Feng did not dwell on the matter anymore because they had received too little information to determine the truth of the matter. Moreover, what Zi Buyu said did make sense. He only said that because of the existence of immortal seeds and the recent experiences he had experienced.

Feelings about something.

The injuries suffered in the illusion disappeared after leaving the illusion. The two of them were still in good condition at the moment, so they thought for a while and started on the road again.

It was Xu Feng who was still silent, but this time, Xu Feng did not look for the bones in question to kill, but walked towards the edge of the burial pit, the tall stone monument erected.

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That's at the end of the pit.

Because they didn't know how long they had been immersed in the illusion, the two of them had to speed up their pace.
Chapter completed!