Chapter 47 Memories

Yan Xiu saw that the musket soul fire was dim and seemed to be in danger of extinguishing at any time. He reached his bone hand on his head and passed on a low-level scholar-level meditation technique, allowing it to reply on its own.

"Little guy, why are you here for nothing?"

Yan Xiu looked around and found that there was nothing worth noting, so he looked at Road No. 9.

"Master...thing...good."

No. 9 shook his head, came to the human-shaped object, and pointed to the crystal that was as bright as fire.

"What? Crystal?"

After hearing this, Yan Xiu came to the human-shaped object, leaned over, stretched out his hand to stroke the fiery red object like crystal, and said in confusion.

When the bone hand touched the fiery red crystal-like object, Yan Xiu felt a warm feeling. This feeling really scared Yan Xiu, because it hadn't been like this since he became a skeleton. It was not an environmental problem, but that he had lost his sense of touch.

"What the hell is it?"

Yan Xiu felt puzzled in his heart, and his bone hand took away the fiery red object like crystal and carefully looked at the human-shaped object up and down.

"It's not a personal sculpture, right?"

Yan Xiu looked at this humanoid object, but the more he looked at it, the more he felt it was like a person. A woman. Although it was covered with layers of soil, he still vaguely saw the exquisite curve. The reason why Yan Xiu did not think that this was a living person is because the environment here is almost impossible for humans to survive in the underworld. The death energy here is too strong. People with less than tenth level of cultivation live in the underworld and it is a death sentence. Second, it is too heavy. Yan Xiu just tried to lift it up, and he could only lift it up with all his strength. According to Yan Xiu's estimate, this humanoid object weighs at least one or two tons.

"I'm really stupid as a skeleton. Is Fan guessing? I'll just finish cleaning it up?"

After thinking for a while, Yan Xiu suddenly stretched out his hand and knocked it on his head, saying self-deprecatingly.

Afterwards, Yan Xiu churned in the space ring, found a ring with a water polo tattoo. After smashing more than a dozen water polos at the humanoid object, he took out an ordinary piece of clothing from the space ring, tore it in half, and threw it to No. 9, and the two skeletons cleaned up the humanoid object.

"Yo! It's really a sculpture!"

Yan Xiu carefully cleaned the human-shaped object that looked like his hand. After carefully wiping the clothes in his hand, he saw the smooth and white skin like marble. Yan Xiu couldn't help but talk about it.

After confirming what he was thinking, Yan Xiu's movements in his hand couldn't help but get faster. In less than a moment, he cleaned up the entire wall of his hand. Looking at the smooth, white and natural jade arm, Yan Xiu couldn't help but sigh at the magical craftsmanship that sculpted this statue. The only disadvantage is that this jade arm is also as hard as marble.

After sighing for a while, Yan Xiu started working. In less than half an hour, Yan Xiu cleaned the statue with No. 9. After struggling to erect her, Yan Xiu took a few steps back so that he could appreciate the statue more comprehensively and carefully.

The statue is not tall, about 1.68 meters away. It is wearing a war dress made of unknown fiery red opaque crystals. It is wearing a tight clothing made of unknown things. It is a pair of small and exquisite fiery red crystal boots under one foot, a black and shiny head with long hips, and a peaceful and delicate face.

The whole sculpture made me feel ashamed of myself, as if there was not a statue in front of me, but a goddess without a trace of fireworks. There seemed to be a strong sense of confidence between my eyebrows, as if nothing could stump her.

"elder sister!"

Yan Xiu looked at the statue quietly, his expression from stunning to intoxication, from intoxication to remembrance, and finally, from remembrance to loss, he kept murmuring towards the statue step by step. His bones trembled and gently caressed the face as white as snow and as smooth as a mirror, and his pupils were full of obsession and attachment.

"Master...Master."

I don’t know how long it took, the anxious consciousness on the 9th went in and out of Yan Xiu’s soul fire, and awakened Yan Xiu from his obsession and attachment.

"Don't bother me!"

Yan Xiu didn't look back, and a violent consciousness spread out, scaring No. 9 to the point of taking a few steps back, stunned for a moment, and came to his senses and looked at Yan Xiu pitifully with his innocent and aggrieved pupil fire.

After a long time, Yan Xiu's mind completely replied. He looked at the statue deeply before retracting his gaze to No. 9. Seeing No. 9's pitiful appearance, his attitude couldn't help but soften. He reached out and stroked No. 9's head gently and asked, "What's the matter?"

After being touched by Yan Xiu, No. 9's grievances disappeared. He urged Yan Xiu's bone hand with his head attached to him and said, "He... is OK... we... go home."

Although the consciousness of No. 9 was very vague, Yan Xiu could hear it roughly. He looked at the musket that had returned to brightness from the soul fire. Yan Xiu nodded and responded: "Okay!"

Then Yan Xiu held the statue and walked slowly towards the valley step by step. It took him a clumsy day to return to the valley.

The yellowed picture, the lonely street, a ragged child sat quietly by the wall, his eyes that should have been flashing with innocent and cunning, full of loneliness and coldness. At this time, he was like a loneliness and distant body.

"Little brother, it's so late, why haven't you come home yet?"

A sound as pleasant as the wind blows a silver bell, and the boy was silent for a long time before looking up.

Standing in front of him was a girl, a girl who was not much older than him, wearing a group of red clothes, a pair of boots made of crystal carvings, a delicate and slightly heroic face, and a long hair that stretches out to the buttocks. From a distance, she looked like a little fairy walking out of the painting.

However, in the eyes of the little boy, the little girl seemed like a dead thing, not worthy of his attention, and the coldness and distantness in her eyes did not weaken at all.

The little girl was not frightened by his coldness and alienation. Her big eyes were staring at him with curiosity and concern.

"I don't have a home!"

Under the gaze of the little girl, the coldness and distantness in the little boy's eyes did not weaken at all, but he finally replied.

"My name is Xihe, little brother, what are your name?"

The smart little girl seemed to see from the boy's cold and lonely eyes that he was not a person who could accept sympathy for others and wisely changed the topic.

"Yan Xiu!"

Hearing the little girl's words, there seemed to be a strange fluctuation in Xiao Yanxiu's cold eyes, and the coldness and distantness in his eyes seemed to fade a little, and he responded.

"What a cute name."

Xiao Xihe's eyes narrowed into crescent moons and praised. Xiao Yanxiu's mouth twitched slightly, but in the end he didn't say anything.

"Little Brother Yan Xiu, what are you doing here?"

The little girl asked again.

"Wait for someone!"

Xiao Yanxiu's eyes flashed slightly and said lightly.

"Who are you waiting for?" Xiao Xihe blinked his big eyes and asked curiously again.

"I don't know! My grandfather said someone would come to take me away and let me live."

The coldness in Yan Xiu's eyes gradually disappeared, revealing a sense of sadness.

Xiao Xihe's eyes turned, she stretched out her little hand and said to Yan Xiu: "I'll take you away!"

"good!"

Xiao Yanxiu stared at Xiao Xihe's eyes for a long time, and finally reached out, held it in the slippery little hand, and nodded in response.

"Baoshi, I haven't even refined my internal strength for three years. You, a trash, still have the face to stay by your senior sister."

In a remote corner, a group of thirteen or fourteen-year-old boys surrounded a thin boy. He took the lead and said disdainfully.

The person surrounded by people was about twelve or twelve years old, wearing ordinary clothes and a handsome face full of loneliness and distantness. This person was obviously Yan Xiu.

"Boom!"

Yan Xiu did not reply, and his face had not changed. He clenched his fists and banged at the face of the leading man.

"Just because you, a waste, want to hit me? Hit me! Hit to death, I will carry it on my back if you have something to do."

However, although Yan Xiu's punch was unexpected, it was easily taken by the other party and kicked Yan Xiu in the abdomen. After kicking Yan Xiu out, the man said to the boys beside him.

When the boys on the side heard this, they rushed forward and punched Yan Xiu, almost exerting all their strength.

Yan Xiu, who was lying on the ground, did not resist, but the group of teenagers beat him, but the coldness in his eyes became deeper, and the pain in his teeth rushed into his mind, and he did not say a word.

"Barewell! You will hear it clearly. From today on, you will be far away from my senior sister, otherwise you will suffer."

I don't know how long it took, but the first man waved the boys back, squatted in front of Yan Xiu, pulled Yan Xiu's hair and pulled his head up, and said lightly.

"Swoosh!"

Yan Xiu's eyes were cold. His hand that had been put on his chest pulled out a dagger and penetrated the man's chest in a horrifying and incredible gaze. "Ah!" The man felt that his whole body was losing his power rapidly, and his eyes slowly fell down with horror and unwillingness.

"Swoosh!"

At this moment, a fiery red figure appeared in this corner. When I saw this scene, I was startled, then my eyes turned cold. I pulled out the sword behind my back, stepped on my feet, and turned into a faint red shadow to shuttle the remaining teenagers. In less than a moment, all the teenagers left the world with horror... "Sister, I miss you so much."

Yan Xiuming "Cheng Yaojin" worked day and night. In the cave he dug out, Yan Xiu shook the face of the statue with his bone hands, and said in a daze.
Chapter completed!