When the beauty of cultivation enters the infinite live broadcast

After hearing the past events, Lian Wu frowned, realizing that something was wrong.

"Did Mu Huai Niang tell you about the curse herself, or did those men spread it?

Mu Huai Niang's daughter was sold a few years before her death. There were already rumors of a curse at that time. If it was spread by those men, why didn't Mu Huai Niang refute it?

The village chief once said that the curse was coined by Mu Huai Niang herself, so why did he attribute his daughter's disappearance to a curse? Was someone misleading her, or did she know her daughter's whereabouts all along?

There are too many doubts, and Lian Wu is now somewhat skeptical about the accuracy of the information given by the system.

If you want to know this, you may have to go find the village chief and Bai Yan again.

The village chief is in the village, so it is easy to find him, but it is a bit difficult to meet Bai Yan.

As far as Feng Ling knew, Bai Yan's portrait had always been hanging in the Minister of War's room. But now that the Minister of War had declared himself seriously ill, he spent most of his time in his bedroom, so finding a way to get in was quite a hassle.

"How's the house?"

"Come with me and see."

Feng Ling did not tell Lian Wu directly what he saw. Some things are more intuitive than explained verbally.

In the messy kitchen, there was originally a pile of firewood in front of the wall facing the stove, but when the house collapsed, the pile of firewood also collapsed and scattered all over the ground, revealing a large dark mark that was covered behind it.

"It's blood. It's most likely from Mu Huai Niang."

Immediately afterwards, Feng Ling took Lian Wu to Mu Huai Niang's bedroom.

The bedroom was relatively well preserved. When the straw mat covering the bed was lifted, a complex formation was revealed underneath.

[Congratulations to player Lianwu for discovering the key clue: Mu Huai Niang's curse array]

"Close your eyes."

Feng Ling stretched out his hand in front of Lian Wu's eyes and signaled him to close his eyes.

After closing his eyes for a while, the scene of Mu Huai setting up the formation appeared in his mind.

It was a stormy night. Mu Huai Niang was standing in front of the bed holding the hand of a girl who looked only five or six years old.

"Yingying, no matter what happens later, don't shout. Mother is trying to save you."

The girl blinked and hugged Mu Huai Niang's arm with great trust.

The curse is real, but it is not on Mu Huai Niang and Bai Yan. It is a curse passed down from Mu Huai Niang's mother's family. Those who are cursed will gradually develop dark red lines on their side faces as they grow older.

At this time, there was already a faint red line on the girl's chin.

Mu Huai Niang had to use the formation in the book left by her mother to save her daughter's life.

She took some of Yingying's blood and mixed it with many miscellaneous things to draw a formation on the bed.

At the moment the formation was formed, the tree next to the dry well was struck by lightning and completely lost its life.

Mu Huai Niang covered the formation with a mat and then laid a thin blanket on top. "Yingying, you will sleep in this room from now on. You will be fine after sleeping there for a full month."

But things did not go as planned. On the 30th day, the men broke in. They thought that Mu Huai Niang lived in the room, but they didn't expect it was her daughter.

He decided to go all out and knocked Yingying unconscious and took her away.

When she discovered Yingying was missing the next day, Mu Huai Niang thought it was a sign from God and the price she paid for forcibly lifting Yingying's curse.

When he opened his eyes again, Lian Wu was speechless about Mu Huai Niang. He couldn't understand why she thought that losing her daughter was the price to pay for lifting the curse.

Didn't she notice the window was open after it was closed? Didn't she notice the half shoe print left on the windowsill?

Lian Wu always felt that Mu Huai Niang's mental state at that time was not right. Was it the pain and torture buried in her heart for a long time that began to break her down, making her hold on to the illusion that her daughter would have a good future?

However, this also solved his original doubts. The rumor of the curse was indeed said by Mu Huai Niang herself, but this also successfully shrouded her death in mystery.

A curse concealed the fact that Yingying was taken away, the real cause of Mu Huai Niang's death, and Bai Yan's purpose of revenge.

Feng Ling reminded, "Are you still asking the village chief?"

Lian Wu shook her head, "No need, let's go see Bai Yan directly."

I basically know everything that happens in the village, so there is no need to waste time in Nanhulugou Village anymore.

Before coming, they had notified Jiu Ling to take Zhou Yixi to sneak into the Shangshu Mansion to look for evidence, while Hua Meng used props to disguise herself as Feng Ling, just in case.

When approaching the city gate, Feng Ling used the anchor prop directly to return to the Shangshu Mansion to prevent others from seeing him in the capital.

Zhou Yixi had already obtained the evidence in the room. It was a love letter written by Feng Xu to the third princess. However, it seemed that they had a falling out before it was sent out, so half of the love letter was burned in fire.

Zhou Yixi found this love letter in the burnt-out brazier. It was likely that Feng Xu left when the letter was halfway through burning.

Lian Wu did not go directly to the Shangshu Mansion, but instead returned to the Lin family and deliberately showed up in front of the servants.

After returning to the room, he locked the door and windows tightly, and also placed a ban at the door. Once someone approached, Lianwu would be the first to get the news.

After using the teleportation array to arrive at the Shangshu Mansion, several people exchanged known clues.

At this time, the side quest has reached the eighth ring.

[Musician Soul (Eighth Ring): Ghost in the Painting.]

Hua Meng couldn't help but frown when she heard that the painter who painted Bai Yan's portrait was herself.

"The system initially told me that he was just a wandering painter, so there was no need to worry about his character being OOC. But if they said he knew Bai Yan, it could only be during the time he was studying abroad."

"Do you want to confront Bai Yan face to face? You can try to trick him."

The one who made this suggestion was Jiu Ling. She was confident that she could knock down everyone in the Shangshu Mansion with the aroma of wine.

"It's feasible. We can act tonight."

It was not convenient for them all to live in Feng Ling's room, so only Hua Meng was left here. Jiu Ling and Zhou Yixi used the teleportation props to reach the Lin family, and then teleported back together at the agreed time in the evening.

"Do you like gathering mist?"

Since Lian Wu and the others were not around, Hua Meng's curiosity was ignited and she couldn't help but ask. Before asking, she even considerately used props to block the live broadcast room.

"Ah."

Lian Wu was not there, and Feng Ling had nothing to refute. It was a fact anyway.

"You're definitely a veteran player, but I haven't seen you here in all these years. So you can only be someone who cleared Amnesia and left. I'm curious why you've come back. You look like you came here on your own initiative."

Hua Meng's words weren't without basis. Feng Ling's lack of points in the previous dungeon wasn't normal. The "Moonlight Clan" mentioned in the comments were extremely rare in Jing Yi. Almost every player would save some points as a fallback. Only the ultimate hedonists would spend all their points quickly after earning them.

And Feng Ling is obviously not a hedonist.

"You didn't come in to gather the fog, did you?"

Feng Ling answered firmly, "No, coming in was my own decision. It has nothing to do with anyone else. The rhetoric of taking risks for someone is, in a sense, moral kidnapping. I insisted on coming in, so he shouldn't be involved."

Hua Meng nodded, agreeing with what he said.

"It seems like you knew Lianwu outside of the dungeon, but why did Lianwu seem to not recognize you in the last dungeon?"

"You ask so many questions, and you're even more fond of gossip than 002. Just assume I know him one-sidedly."

As soon as these words were spoken, 002, who was not affected by the live broadcast room blocking rules, became an instant hit.

"Wow, Feng Ling, you're so toxic! What do you mean by more gossipy than me?"

If it weren't for the constraints of the system rules, 002 would have rushed into the copy and cursed in person.

On the other hand, Lianwu thoughtfully set up a shielding spell in the guest room, so it could not achieve true physical shielding, but it could make passers-by subconsciously ignore that place.

Lian Wu did not think it was a good idea to let two girls stay in the same room with him. He originally wanted to stay in the guest room, but when he thought about it, if the servants caught his young master sleeping in the guest room instead of his own bedroom tomorrow, it would arouse suspicion from others.

Hua Meng set the time for midnight, so that they could have a good rest and recharge their energy before then.