Senior sister, stop brainwashing me, I can understand your thoughts.

[You mean I shouldn't remember that I was supposed to be burned to death but was struck by lightning and changed into another world, right? 】

Lao Liu was silent.

[This is my memory, there will always be a chance for it to reappear]

[Host, this time I can really explain that the reason I sealed up your memories before you traveled to the fairy world was because...]

[No need to say, I know, and I'm not that fragile]

Lu Xingyan used hand gestures to clean the carbon ash on his hands, then turned and walked to the window: "Since I'm here, no matter if it's an illusion or reality, I've spent more than ten years in Xianling, I want to go out and take a look."

"Hey, master, are you going out?" Ever since Lu Xingyan entered the Guixu Secret Realm and woke up here, all the gluttons who were originally in the space were thrown out.

For some unknown reason, no one is able to re-enter the space now.

But Fan Tong didn't care. He liked this place better than the space with rich spiritual energy.

While slurping his saliva, the rice bucket floated to Lu Xingyan's side and said, "Master, what a wonderful place this is. I smell so many delicious foods."

"Delicious?" Lu Xingyan looked at him puzzledly.

The fan bucket raised his claws to poke through the glass of the window and pointed at the tall building in the distance: "I smell a lot of resentment there, which is stronger than what I found in the Demon Realm. It feels like it should be delicious."

Looking at the place Fantong pointed, I remembered that it was a gathering place for office buildings.

Where does the resentment come from?

Apart from office workers, Lu Xingyan couldn’t think of anything else for the moment.

"Master, you stay here first. If you are willing to work hard, go out and explore the way." The glutton stared at the tall building with red eyes and drooled. His figure turned into black mist and was about to float out of the window.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door of the house.

Lu Xingyan became alert and pulled back the rice bucket that was about to be used to eat.

She turned around and looked at the tightly closed door, and using her spiritual power to sense, she was clearly sure that there was half a person outside?

A human being with special physical energy?

Signaling the group to be quiet with her eyes, Lu Xingyan didn't care at all that even if she was the owner of this house, this problem shouldn't exist now. She strode towards the door and asked lightly, "Who?"

"Open the door, the community is checking the water meter." A sweet female voice came from outside the door.

Looking back at the dust in the room, Lu Xingyan sneered sarcastically.

How could she check the water meter in this completely abandoned house?

"Really?" Lu Xingyan raised his hand and summoned Taibai, and his fingertips passed across the sword.

She controlled the door to open automatically with her spiritual power, and said coldly: "Why don't you say that the community is sending warmth?"

What responded to Lu Xingyan was not a voice, but a silver pistol with the muzzle pointed at her forehead.

Sensing the hostility, Lu Xingyan raised his hand and was about to chop with the Taibai sword.

When he saw the face of the gun-wielding woman hidden under her sunglasses, Lu Xingyan put away his sword with his backhand and said with surprise: "An An?"

"Xing...Yan?" Wan'an asked uncertainly.

She quickly scanned Lu Xingyan's body and concluded that the person in front of her was not entirely human.

But after confirming that the person in front of him was familiar, Wan An put away his gun and stared at her: "Other people's first seven days are seven days, but you are special? The first seven days are seven years?"

"What nonsense are you talking about again?" Lu Xingyan was speechless when he heard the familiar tone.

"Lu Xingyan, is it really you?"

Although he was certain in his heart, Wan'an still couldn't believe that a dead person appeared in front of him again, even though he had experienced enough outrageous things.

"Of course it's me, I guarantee it's true."

Lu Xingyan flashed closer and pinched Wan An's cheek: "From what you said, it's been seven years? Why did you suddenly come to my house?"

"This is an accident. Today's main event is to pay tribute to you in the cemetery." Wan An raised his hand and flicked it towards Lu Xingyan's palm, his eyes moving slightly: "Today is the Ghost Festival. No matter whether you are a human or a ghost, just treat it as a ghost."

Lu Xingyan: "..."

"This is the first time I've seen someone pay tribute to me." Lu Xingyan became interested: "Then tell me what did you bring when you came to see me this time?"

"Just a bouquet of flowers." Wan An replied, pursing her lips.

As she spoke, she took out a fallen petal from her coat pocket and handed it to Lu Xingyan: "This flower."

"Plastic?" Lu Xingyan took the petals and for the first time was speechless: "You're offering me a memorial so I'll give you plastic flowers?"

"Plastic is forever." Wan An smiled: "Don't you think so?"

Lu Xingyan: "..."

[Host, you are at a loss for coming back on your seventh day]

[Shut up, you just passed the seventh day]