In the yard, weeds are overgrown and sparse. Although it is not lush, it is not very beautiful to look at.

Moreover, under the eaves, things are piled up in a mess, which has nothing to do with cleanliness.

The hall is even messier, even the stools are covered with dust, and the cobwebs on the feet of the walls and windows are piled up. I don't know how long it has been since I cleaned them.

If this is for a stranger to come in, he must think that the house is unoccupied.

But Ningmeng, who had incorporated Jiang Heng's memory, knew that it was only because Zhou's wife was too lazy.

The yard was quiet, Zhou Sao was sleeping in her own room. Zhou Sao’s pair of children were several years older than Jiang Heng. Neither of them had summoned a companion soul. They were also very slack in matters of cultivation, and one liked it. Gambling, one likes shopping for clothes and jewelry.

The two like to run outside when they have problems. The house is so quiet, they are not at home when they see it.

But that's okay. Although Ningmeng wants to clean up them, now, Ningmeng has more important things than cleaning up these scum.

Ningmeng walked into Jiang Heng's room.

It is ridiculous that Jiang Heng is obviously the owner of this yard, but he lives in the second house. The master bedroom and the other two well-lit rooms were occupied by Zhou's wife and her children.

Her room is the most remote, because there is no sun, it is cold and cold all year round, dark and humid, and faintly exuding moldy air.

Ningmeng frowned deeply as soon as she entered.

However, now is not the time to care about these.

Ningmeng closed the door and even locked it.

Then, she lowered her head and took out the contents of her pocket.

That is an egg.

White and flawless, extremely smooth.

It is much larger than an ordinary egg, about the size of an adult man's fist, and it is also very heavy.

When Ningmeng touched it, she felt very hard.

But Ningmeng was surprised that when she touched her hands, it was actually warm, neither cold nor hot.

Ningmeng sat on the stool, held it in her palm, and gently touched it with her fingers: "Host, is that you?"

It didn't respond to Ningmeng, but the whole egg moved slightly, rubbing it gently in the palm of Ningmeng's hand as a response.

"001, what's going on? How could the host become an egg?" Ningmeng asked 001 in her mind.

001 is online at this time. After hearing Ningmeng’s inquiry, I immediately answered: [Every time I choose a body suitable for your sojourn, I choose the most suitable body for you, and it is also closer to the client, which will make you more comfortable. Good identity to complete the task. This plane of your mission this time is more special than ordinary planes, because this plane can not only cultivate, but also many spirits and races appear. Your host's current identity across the past is a certain race in this world, don't worry, you can meet after you hatch him. 】

"Hatch it? How to hatch it?" Ningmeng widened her eyes, looking at the egg in her hand with a look of surprise.

[...Just pay attention, protect it, and don’t let it be cooked or eaten by other species. When it breaks its shell, it will break its shell. 】

"Okay." Ningmeng hooked her lips, knowing that Qi Yu did not have an accident, but after the identity of this plane was different, and there was no life-threatening situation, she was relieved.

This is the host, the existence she wants to protect with her life.

As long as she is there, she will definitely not let Qi Yu have trouble.

Ningmeng originally wanted to ask 001, what kind of egg Qi Yu is now, but after thinking about it, Ningmeng gave up asking again.

No matter what Qi Yu was after breaking the shell, she liked it.

Ningmeng looked down at the egg she was holding in her hand, feeling very subtle and happy, which she had never imagined before.

She wanted to become a pet every time before, and then she was held in her arms by Qi Yu. As a result, Qi Yu has become an egg and can be easily carried in her pocket by her.

She will definitely protect the host.

Ningmeng touched the shell of the egg.

And Qi Yu seemed to feel Ningmeng's mood too, and the egg body trembled slightly, rubbing against Ningmeng's palm.

It seemed to feel the strong feelings between Ningmeng and Qi Yu. In the lake of Ningmeng's heart, something that had been ignored by Ningmeng trembled unwillingly.

That subtle connection finally made Ningmeng notice its existence.

Ningmeng raised her left hand and pulled up the left sleeve. On the originally smooth and white little arm, a delicate and small cyan pattern was printed on it, which was vivid.

It was a cyan vine, and it was Jiang Heng's companion soul in his last life.

In this lifetime, it has also appeared.