Looking at his face, he was lying in the jade coffin, as he was about to be eighteen or nineteen years old, wearing a dark red sleeved outfit, a high ponytail, and his dark hair fell behind him. There was a black hair buckle on his bun, and the dark red plum blossoms were on his hair, which were simple and simple, with two strands of hair hanging down beside his temples.

The coffin lid was opened and a trace of wind was raised. His hair moved slightly, and a strand of hair brushed on his long black eyelashes like crow wings. Except for his pale complexion, he was like a living person.

Perhaps because of the outfit, he had the same appearance. The Chu Qingyan, who was wearing a blue-green wide-sleeved robe and a bun, looked mature and steady, while the Chu Qingyan, who was wearing a dark red dress and a high ponytail, looked even younger, with a bit of youthful arrogance between her eyebrows...

These two faces were familiar to Qin Meiyu. When she leaned on Qingzhuo as his apprentice, Chu Qingyan was only eighteen or nineteen years old, and when she left the land of no regrets, Chu Qingyan was already in her twenties.

Is this a coincidence?

He... and him, is he Qingzhuo Zhenren?

If not, why did he look exactly the same as Qingzhuo Zhenren? If so, why did he die here? And they were two corpses with exactly the same appearance...

I felt a headache and still couldn't figure it out.

Qin Meiyu looked at the man lying in the coffin like a demon. The past and past came to her heart, and she could no longer suppress the pain in her heart. Suddenly, she ruthlessly tied the two coffins together, bit her index fingers, and pointed them at the eyebrows of the two people lying in the coffin, then closed her eyes and calmed down, and activated the secret technique.

She wants to go and see their remaining memories, she wants to know who they are!

She wants to know whether he is Qingzhuo Zhenren!

The spiritual breath was suppressed and the spiritual power was low. Qin Meiyu replaced it with blood, and it could still be activated.

Strangely, one of them had no memory, but the other had a rich memory. Qin Meiyu slowly relaxed and allowed himself to enter his memory...

There are many memories, some of which are already blurred. Qin Meiyu picked a clearer memory into it.

...

This is a sea of ​​books.

There were a lot of books on the bluestone slabs on the ground, and two slender and tall boys were busy laying books while the sun was getting better.

"Senior brother, do you think this is the ancient book you have been looking for for a long time?"

A boy in black said something and threw a book in his hand over to ask for it.

Not far away, a young man in blue didn't have time to turn around and was holding a lot of books in his hand. He couldn't reach out to pick them up, so he had to kick them and kick the book thrown by the young man in black into his arms.

Holding the book full of his arms, he walked two steps tightly. The young man in green carefully placed all the books in his hand on the ground. Then he freed up the book to pick up the top book and stroked it with great distress: "Junior brother, be careful, these books are all lonely books, what a pity it will ruin."

"Senior brother, you are just these books..." The boy in black walked over with a smile, sat beside him, and said lazily, "Master has gone down the mountain, I don't know when I will come back. Senior brother, read less books and accompany me to the back mountain to catch rabbits."
Chapter completed!