Chapter 395 Wanyan Meng's Memory! The Inheritance of Emperor Qingshui!

Qin Wang looked at Wanyan Meng in front of him and suddenly felt a strange feeling.

Is it because the other party restored his memory?

Or is it because Wanyan Meng now displays a different temperament than before?

Wanyan Meng 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 that your memory has been restored. 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 wrongly 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 loved his daughter very much.

As expected, he loved her so much that he even told Wanyanmeng where the inheritance was.

"Can you take me there?"

Qin Wang couldn't help but ask.

"sure."

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 type of ghost? Can it be included in his Soul Gathering Tower?

If it can be included in the Soul Gathering Tower...

How powerful must it be to control such an army of undead?

Qin Wang just thought about it for a moment and felt a little scary.

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 warrior, so she won't be held back, right?

but……

Qin Wang kept telling her to stay in the room.

If he goes out, will he 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 didn'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 with other places in the city, this old house is very ordinary, nothing special, and even a bit shabby.

It seems that no one has lived in it for a long time, so the old house looks a bit desolate.

Pushing open 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 was 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 the 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 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 chapters with poems everywhere. Those poems should be clues. "

Wanyanmeng 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.

Moreover, those undead souls seemed to have no consciousness and were unable to scan and explore in all directions.

Because of this, this powerful fusion man was hiding on the tree trunk.

When he thought about what he looked like now, he felt like crying.

A powerful man who has become a powerful man actually wants to hide in a tree. If word of this spreads out, people in Kyushu will laugh him to death.

It was then that he noticed a poem on the tree trunk.

"The two 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 out in a low voice.

This five-character quatrain is very childish. It seems that it was composed by a naughty boy when he was just learning poetry.

It's actually engraved here.

"There are two loquat trees in the courtyard? Who would plant trees in their yard? There are mostly weeds in this city, and there are no fruit trees, right?"

The combined strongman frowned.

Suddenly, he recalled some of the situations he had explored in the past two days.

There are quite a few courtyards with fruit trees in the city, about fifty or sixty, but compared to the entire city, it is a bit small.

More importantly, the two fruit trees are loquat trees, which are even rarer.

Could it be...

There is something special about the courtyard with two loquat trees?

The combined strongman 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 trunk was intact.

How could this be possible?

He is a combined strongman, but he can't even erase a poem?

Thinking of this, his breathing became rapid.

Inheritance!

This is definitely the inheritance of Emperor Qingshui!

Otherwise, why can't the poem on the tree trunk be erased?

Thinking of this, the combined strongman immediately jumped off the tree trunk and ran wildly in one direction.

This sudden movement quickly attracted the dead spirits around.

There were five dead spirits chasing after the combined strongman.

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In the courtyard.

"Where is the inheritance of Emperor Qingshui? Why can't I see it?"

Qin Wang looked around and was a little confused.

"It's this courtyard. But I don't know what the specific inheritance is."

Wanyan Meng shook his head.

Qin Wang didn't ask.

He knew that Wanyan Meng would not deceive him for no reason.

So, Wanyan Meng really didn't know.

It seems that this old house is weird.

Perhaps, this courtyard is also weird.

At this time, the wind blew.

The two loquat trees shook their branches.

A fallen leaf was blown away by the night wind, folded and swirled, and fell into the pool beside.

The water rippled.

Qin Wang looked at the rippling water and was suddenly stunned.

This is...

artistic conception! (End of this chapter)