Leng Zhuxin's eyes fell on Uncle Chen and she asked, "Uncle Chen, do you know where the things my mother left behind are?"

Uncle Chen was stunned by the question and turned to look at the main hall where the fire was getting more and more fierce, and it seemed that it could not be put out with water.

Thinking of Leng Changdao not coming out after he went in, her heart tightened, "Second Miss, do you know that the Madam and the Master are not a real couple?"

"Ah."

Leng Zhuxin nodded lightly, her eyes still on Uncle Chen.

Uncle Chen didn't feel guilty at all under her gaze. Instead, he sighed as if a heavy burden had been lifted from his shoulders.

"Second Miss, please come with me."

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the courtyard where the servants lived. He lived in that courtyard when he was in the Leng family.

Leng Zhuxin followed behind him, listening to his chatter all the way.

"I've long discovered that Madam and Master aren't truly married. Master is actually a little afraid of Madam, and the eldest daughter isn't Madam's biological daughter. Madam says she feels guilty towards Master.

But in my opinion, it is the master who should feel guilty.

I have thought about this day for a long time, and my wife has thought about it too.

So when the lady died, she summoned me privately, gave me something, and told me that if you ask me if she left anything behind, let me give it to you.

I hid it in the wall, and no one knew about it except me."

Uncle Chen brought Leng Zhuxin and a few others into the courtyard. The servants had all gone to the front yard to put out the fire, so the courtyard was empty at this time.

The first of a row of low houses built against the wall was Uncle Chen's. When he pushed the door open and walked in, he saw that there was only a bed, a table, a few stools, and a wooden cabinet against the wall in the small house.

Because Uncle Chen now has a house outside and his family also lives outside, there is only one set of clothes in the closet.

He only rests here at noon or when he has something important and can't go home.

Uncle Chen walked to the cabinet and reached out to grab the edge of the cabinet. Seeing this, Gu Wangchen hurried forward and helped Uncle Chen move the cabinet away.

There didn't seem to be anything wrong with the wall behind the cabinet. Uncle Chen walked to the corner on the right, took a few steps forward, and then measured his position with his waist.

He groped around and scraped off a piece of wall paint, then turned around, took out a pickaxe from under the bed, and smashed it down at the right spot.

This time, he used considerable force, but it was done with great discretion.

The outermost layer was just knocked off, and then a corner of the bundle appeared in front of several people.

Uncle Chen wanted to continue to smash the bundle out with force, but Gu Wangchen took a step forward, took a look at the exposed corner of the bundle, and punched the wall.

The broken wall stones fell down, and the entire blue bundle appeared in front of everyone.

The wrapping cloth was just ordinary blue cotton cloth without any pattern on it, but it looked angular, and it was obvious that it was wrapping something square.

Gu Wangchen took it out of the wall, placed it carefully on the table, stepped back and waited for Leng Zhuxin to open it.

Uncle Chen also put the pickaxe in his hand on the ground and said, "Second Miss, this is what Madam left for you. Madam said that only your blood can open it."

Leng Zhuxin stepped forward and untied the knot of the bundle. The blue cotton cloth spread out, revealing the wooden box inside.

The wooden box was made of sandalwood, and on the top was carved a pattern of green bamboo piercing the moon, exactly the same as the one on the bottom of the storage bag that Ning Mi gave to Leng Zhuxin.

The sandalwood box looks like a whole piece of wood, without any cracks.

Leng Zhuxin took a drop of blood from her fingertips and dripped it on the sandalwood box. After a slight clicking sound, the sandalwood box suddenly bounced and opened completely.

There was a jade pendant in the sandalwood box, with the word "cold" carved on it.

There was a letter under the jade pendant.

Leng Zhuxin took the jade pendant out of the box and placed it on the table, then picked up the letter at the bottom.

On the envelope were written six big characters: "From my son Zhuxin personally."

Leng Zhuxin reached out and tore open the envelope, took out the thin sheets of paper inside and unfolded them.

Looking down, I saw Ning Mi's handwriting.

"My son Zhuxin, when you open this letter, your mother should have passed away a long time ago, and you should have known some things. In fact, your mother wanted you to be an ordinary person, but you are destined not to be an ordinary person.

You must be curious about your biological father, right?

But I don’t know where your father is now. Maybe he has returned to dust like me, or maybe he is suffering somewhere.

But no matter where he is now, he must love you.

I hope you don’t blame him for not growing up with you, and don’t blame your mother for being cruel and splitting your soul into two.

You don't have to worry. When the time is right, your soul will be complete again, and your companions will come back. But you must learn to hide and not let anyone find out that you are different from the cultivators of Xuanling Continent.

The enemies of our Leng family are far more powerful than you can imagine. If you can't return to the upper realm, it would be fine for you to be an ordinary cultivator in the lower realm.

If you can return to the upper realm, remember to hide your appearance and don't trust anyone from the five major families!

Including your grandfather's house.

This jade pendant belongs to your father and can prove your identity. Before you become strong enough, you must not show it to others casually, unless you need to prove your identity in front of your brother or your grandfather.

But you look so much like your brother, they will definitely recognize you.

When you were born, our enemies came once. For all these years, I didn't dare let you practice, fearing they would discover you. Without my cultivation, I couldn't protect you. The Cold Jade Lock was also left to you by your father. I can't open it, and I don't know what's inside. I heard it was left by our ancestors, and it should be beneficial to your practice.

No one has discovered us mother and daughter in the past few years, but mother has always felt that something will happen after her death. You must be careful. You don't need to avenge your parents. They just want you to live well.

It would be best if you could recognize your brother. Then it would be enough to bring your brother to burn a few incense sticks for mother.

......"

Leng Zhuxin read through the letter line by line. Some parts of the letter paper were wrinkled, as if they were formed by tears that had dried on them.

It also proved that Leng Zhuxin's previous guess was correct. Her soul was split into two by Ning Mi when she was born in order to avoid being hunted down by those people.

Han Yusuo has recognized her as her master, Xiaohan and Bingbing have also returned. The jade pendant mentioned in the letter that can prove Leng Zhuxin's identity should be the jade pendant engraved with the word "Leng" that Leng Zhuxin just took out of the sandalwood box.

Leng Zhuxin picked up the jade pendant from the table, gently wiped the word "Leng" on the jade pendant, put it and the letter back into the sandalwood box, and carefully placed it into the Han Yusuo space.

From what Ning Mi said in the letter, she must have guessed a lot of things that happened after her death, but she didn't guess that the people who were chasing them came to Qingxuan Continent again after her death and cast a fortune-stealing curse on Leng Zhuxin and Leng Yueyao.

Leng Zhuxin didn't know why the man in black robe didn't take her life, but she didn't think that the man in black robe was kind-hearted.

She walked out of the house and looked up at the sky, as if talking to herself, or as if asking Gu Wangchen and Jiang Baimo: "Is this Heaven's Way really Heaven's Way?"

Gu Wangchen and the others had not seen the content of Ning Mi's letter. They could only guess from Leng Zhuxin's expression that Leng Zhuxin knew a lot from the letter. They could also feel that Leng Zhuxin seemed a little sad.

However, Gu Wangchen could not answer Leng Zhuxin’s question. In his opinion, the way of heaven is the way of heaven, even if it is unkind.

But Jiang Baimo didn't answer for a long time. After a long while, he looked up at the sky and replied with a frown: "Maybe, maybe not. I heard that the way of heaven was transformed by God."

He had completely confirmed Leng Zhuxin's identity. Although he had not seen the letter, he had guessed a lot of things.

After hearing his answer, Leng Zhuxin withdrew her gaze from the cloudless blue sky and lowered her head slightly to look at Jiang Baimo, who still looked like a child: "Then this god is not that great.

Let’s go and put out the fire in the main hall.”

After saying that, Leng Zhuxin suddenly flew up and went to the main hall, where he pinched his fingers to put out the fire that had already spread.

However, the temperature of the spiritual fire was extremely high and it spread quickly. The main hall that was first burned was reduced to ruins before the fire was extinguished, and Leng Changdao's body was turned into ashes along with the flames.

When Uncle Chen rushed to the main hall panting, what he saw was the extinguished fire and Leng Zhuxin standing on it in a green dress.

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