Qi Lechuan held his body and barely stood firm against the wall, and her expression was gloomy.

Qi Jiujiu glanced at her and asked with some disgust, "Does it hurt?"

She shook her head, as if she believed his hexagram.

She dusted the soil on her body and said to herself, "Did my brother forget my clothes? I was still young at that time, and now he can't recognize him when he grows up. After all, I haven't seen him for more than ten years."

Qi Jiujiu laughed, "I really know how to find a reason for myself."

She suddenly raised her eyes and met him, her eyes squinted, "Can you calculate Zhang Qiling in your hexagram?"

The young boy's mouth froze slightly, and he had to deal with it without changing his face, "Of course I can't calculate it, that's the boss, his surname is Zhang."

She looked at him for a few seconds, and temporarily chose to let him go. She held her waist and walked two steps, and her face changed slightly.

Qi Jiujiu looked at her limping legs, her eyes sank a little. Before leaving, she looked at the blood corpse on the ground, and always felt that killing it was not enough.

As she turned and left, he tapped his fingertips, and a golden halo appeared. A talisman attached to the blood corpse, instantly burning the corpse.

Her speed slowed down and she couldn't find the direction again.

The tomb was changed like a maze. In the dark environment, you can hear a little movement. It was insects climbing on the stone wall.

"My brother's knife...where did he get the knife?" she suddenly asked.

The knife she gave him had broken apart, and Zhang Qiling did not take it away when he left, but put it in the Qi family's old house.

Qi Jiujiu's peach blossom eyes were slightly picked, with a bit of deep meaning, "That knife is of great origin. When it first appeared, it had evil spirits. It is also a rare treasure in this world."

Or if she felt that she was too confident, he asked, "More than ten years have passed, are you sure he is your brother?"

She nodded seriously, and the boy's eyes became more and more determined, "It must be my brother, and the taste on him will not be wrong."

Qi Jiujiu didn't understand.

She said that people will always change in more than ten years, but Zhang Qiling will never change. When he appears, Zhang Qiling will be Zhang Qiling. He is a god-like existence and will never admit his mistake.

As soon as I walked out of the cave, I arrived at a cliff. Below the cliff was a huge tree, with vines crisscrossing, which was a bit shocking. The tree crown had a stone platform more than ten meters high. There was a jade bed on it, and there seemed to be someone lying on the bed.

The distance was too far and could not be seen clearly. Qi Lechuan stood at the entrance of the cave and glanced at it, and turned around in just a few seconds.

Qi Jiujiu asked, "Can't you go down and take a look?"

She shook her head, "No, I'm not interested in the tomb. I want to keep up with my brother and must figure out what's going on."

Qi Jiujiu looked at her staggering appearance silently, and he couldn't help asking again, "Does it hurt?"

Qi Lechuan turned to look at him, "You go and try it? That's a stone wall, almost smashing me to death."

Qi Jiujiu was thinking, seeing her thin appearance, it would be very painful if she was forced to get it. She was about to comfort her.

A figure suddenly appeared in front of him, sneaking in the mural of the ear chamber.

She stretched out her finger and put it on her lips and said "shush". Qi Jiujiu took back his throat and wanted to comfort her, and also stared at the back, which was a little familiar.

When I got closer, I felt more familiar. A green ghost hand stretched out from the stone wall beside me and headed towards the figure.

Qi Lechuan walked closer to his hands and looked at him coldly.

Qi Jiujiu disappeared from his original body and floated in the air to watch the fun.

The figure was patted by a ghost on the shoulder. He turned around and flew out with a word of "Damn it". The ghost hand grabbed his shoulder and his face changed.

He even made some explorations about the boy who suddenly appeared in front of him. Seeing her wearing a lab coat, he spoke tentatively, "Little nephew?"

The figure of this young uncle was revealed, unlike when he was young, lacking some bookishness and more calculations. On that slightly mature and handsome face, there was no trace of the past.

More than ten years later, Wu Sansheng also met Xiao Lechuan in the photo. Unexpectedly, he looked so outstanding, but he lost a little weight. His soft and cute appearance when he was a child faded away, and he even gave birth to some immortal Taoist bones.

Qi Lechuan raised his lips and said, "Long time no see Uncle Third, I'm chasing you here, but my brother doesn't know me. Oh, are you playing with ghost hands?"

Uncle San frowned, trying to shake off the ghost hand but couldn't shake it at all. He forced a smile, "Little nephew, this Uncle San didn't expect it. No one knew anyone. His knife was given to him by Uncle."

What he meant was to save him for the sake of his giving her brother a knife.

But the boy thought it was invisible and his tone was faint, "I tricked me from Changsha to Shandong, and my brother was still amnesia. Uncle San, I am not interested in the things in this tomb."

She said she was leaving, and Uncle San was anxious. The ghost hand was too strong. He said, "Little nephew, we can keep the young man and slowly explore why he lost his memory. Save Uncle San first. Uncle San must keep him."

Qi Lechuan stopped and took out a slingshot from the cloth bag. She squinted her left eye and pulled the bow and shot the projectile.

A small peach wood ball shot out from inside, shot in an impartial manner on the ghost's hands, and shot directly through it.

When the ghost hand was relieved, Uncle San breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at her appearance, this was the second master's marble exploration method back then. She changed it to a peach wood ball, which is really a weapon to defeat ghosts.

"Little nephew, come and let the third uncle have a good look." He also liked Lechuan, and was even more happy to see her growing up. "Yes, tall and pretty, but she is too thin. Are you not having a good meal alone?"

Qi Lechuan smiled faintly, "Uncle San, it would be nice to be able to care more about the younger generation."

"What are you saying? Your brother comes to me to buy the black gold ancient sword, and I will notify you as soon as possible."

"The black gold ancient sword, the one my brother carries?" she asked.

"Yes, it's an ancient weapon, just right for your brother."

The two walked through another tomb passage and still reached the edge of the cliff. Below was the huge ancient tree.

Qi Lechuan looked depressed, as if he was not interested in this place, "Uncle San, you can play by yourself, I'll go out to block my brother first."

"Little nephew, little nephew, you really leave, hey, how can you go out?" said Uncle San.

She waved to Uncle San, "Don't worry about me, I'll go out to dig a hole, my skills are still there."

Uncle San wanted to persuade her a few more words, after all, their nephew is here, so they can be more safe.

But suddenly I heard a sound below.

Uncle San turned around and saw someone coming, and hurriedly said, "Don't move, you will die if you take another step."

When Wuxie heard that it was his third uncle, he was happy, "Uncle San, is it you?"

Uncle San was even more excited, "Oh, my eldest nephew, where have you gone? I'm worried that Uncle San will die, you are not injured, are you?"
Chapter completed!