Why are you trying to steal her destiny? She's the little ancestor of the Xuanmen sect!

The entrance to Liuhuai Village.

A Hummer was parked in the parking lot outside the village.

As soon as he opened the car door, Qin Yuhai couldn't help but shiver: "Xiao Jiu, something's not right here. It's a bit cold."

He found a light jacket and put it on.

Everyone outside is wearing short sleeves; it's really hot.

But it started to get cold as soon as we entered the village.

Liuhuai Village is a large, auspicious place, nestled against mountains and beside water, with a dragon vein in the land, making it an excellent place for hiding.

Even sitting in the back seat, Xiao Jiu Jiu could feel the cold wind blowing in from the front.

She breathed on the car window and drew a heart.

"It's a bit cold."

She put on her coat, hugged the coal ball tightly to her chest, and got off the bus.

"Meow~"

I can run by myself, you don't need to carry me, I have things to do.

Coal Ball wriggled in Little Nine's arms, as if it wanted to get down.

Xiao Jiu Jiu let go of her hand: "Okay, okay, go play now, but remember to come home later, or we'll leave you here!"

【it is good】

Coal Ball turned and ran, slapping the dog at the gate as it passed the archway.

"Wang!"

【Holy shit! 】

The old dog got up, barked twice, and then lay back down.

"Xiao Jiu, get in the car, drive to the door."

Although Liuhuai Village is remote, the roads are wide enough that two cars can drive there without any problem.

"and many more!"

Upon seeing the old dog squatting under the archway, Xiao Jiu Jiu's eyes lit up, and she ran over to greet it enthusiastically: "Hello, Big Yellow!"

"Wang!"

[I've said it several times, I'm Lao Huang!]

The dog was seven years old a year ago, and now this big yellow dog has lived for ten years, which is equivalent to a seventy-year-old old yellow dog.

"Big Yellow, what are you doing here? Where's Uncle Three?"

Xiao Jiu Jiu completely ignored Lao Huang's accusations and asked with a grin.

The third uncle she mentioned was the third son of the old village chief, who usually stayed in the village and rarely went out.

"Wang!"

He's gone to the fields; go look for him there.

The old man, Dahuang, lay calmly at the village entrance, looking out with his head raised.

Little Jiu Jiu was quite puzzled and muttered softly, "Big Yellow, what are you looking at? You're so engrossed in it. Is anyone else around?"

Following Da Huang's gaze, Xiao Jiu Jiu looked outside.

All I saw was Qin Yuhai and his car.

I don't know how the village got known, but a few days ago someone came to the village and asked the village chief if he wanted to film in the village today.

I'll stay here and keep watch.

"What the hell?"

Xiao Jiu Jiu asked curiously, "What are we filming?"

They said it was some kind of village variety show, and they rented a few plots of land from us, saying they were going to film our life in the village or something.

"Don't let it damage the crops," Xiao Jiu Jiu said with some worry.

The crops in the village are everyone's livelihood. If they are destroyed, what will we eat?

[I don't know yet, I'll just sit here for a bit.] Big Yellow flicked its tail: [You go ahead, don't stay here.]

Xiao Jiu Jiu got up and glanced into the village.

"Xiaojiu!"

Qin Yuhai called out from behind, "Come back quickly, let's go into the village first."

"okay."

Xiao Jiu Jiu smiled at Da Huang and said, "Bye-bye, Da Huang."

She got into the car, and Qin Yuhai started the car and drove into the village: "Xiao Jiu, your grandfather is so powerful, where in the village does he live?"

Generally speaking, the more capable a person is, the closer they live to the front.

“We live at the very back!” Little Jiu Jiu said with a grin.

Qin Yuhai: "Why? The environment there must not be very good, right?"

"Nonsense! Our location has the best feng shui, right above the dragon... and the environment is also very good!" Xiao Jiujiu proudly raised her head.

My uncle can say anything, except that he can't say that her place is bad!

That was chosen by Grandpa, it's the best!

Liu Huai is an expert in metaphysics and is the most famous in the village. Even many people from the town have come to visit him.

The village chief gave them the best conditions; they could choose any location they wanted, however big or small. How could he possibly treat them unfairly?

Qin Yuhai chuckled twice: "I see."

As the car drove further in, Xiao Jiu Jiu said, "Let's open the windows too, the air outside is really fresh!"

"Row."

Qin Yuhai turned off the car's air conditioning and opened the window.

A cool breeze blew in.

The car drove deeper and finally stopped at the very back, outside the courtyard of Liu Huai's house.

The gate to the courtyard was tightly closed, and the leaves inside were turning yellow. There were also yellow fallen leaves outside the courtyard, and the whole house felt lifeless.

Xiao Jiujiu pushed open the car door and took a breath.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

The place reeks of decay, mixed with a hint of fishy sweetness; the smell is unpleasant to behold.

Xiao Jiu Jiu walked to the courtyard gate, gently touched the wooden door, and rubbed her hand with dust.

She pushed open the door; the courtyard was quiet and empty.

"Xiao Jiu, why did you come back to the old house? Are you looking for something?" Qin Yuhai asked, puzzled.

Xiao Jiu Jiu shook her head: "I don't know."

When Ye Chen packed up earlier, he had already taken a lot of things with him. As for the books, they were still in Grandpa's small room.

She walked inside as if she knew the way well.

He knew every inch of this place very well.

But now, there is no trace of Grandpa here.

"Xiao Jiu, slow down, there are no lights here." Qin Yuhai followed behind, turning on his phone's flashlight to light up Xiao Jiu's path.

However, the light from the phone's flashlight was too weak to be of any use.

Qin Yuhai said, "Xiao Jiu, wait here for me. Go get a flashlight first, and don't leave!"

"Okay." Little Jiu Jiu obediently stood still.

Before she came, Meiqiu had told her that there was a small box in her grandfather's study containing a painting, a very important painting, and that she had to go and see it.

Qin Yuhai opened the trunk and took out a high-powered flashlight and a crowbar from the car.

"Come on, I'll go inside with you." Qin Yuhai took Xiao Jiujiu's hand and walked inside with her.

The study door was a dilapidated wooden door with a rusty lock and a key still stuck in it.

Xiao Jiu Jiu pushed the door, only to find that it was completely locked.

“We have the key,” Qin Yuhai said from the side.

Xiao Jiujiu frowned as she turned the key: "It's rusty, it won't open at all."

"Let me try."

Qin Yuhai told Xiao Jiu Jiu to step back and then pushed the door hard.

The wooden door remained unmoved.

"I can't move."

Qin Yuhai frowned and said coldly, "Step back a bit, I'll kick the door open."

"No, there are lots of books inside the door. If we kick the door open like this, all the books will be knocked over." Xiao Jiu Jiu tugged at Qin Yu Hai's sleeve, looking at him expectantly.

"Ok."

Qin Yuhai said softly, "Wait here for me, I'll go find some tools."

Not long after, Qin Yuhai returned with an axe.

"This?" Xiao Jiu Jiu looked at Qin Yu Hai in surprise.

Qin Yuhai, holding an axe, pointed it at the door lock: "I can break the door open and get in."

"Okay." Xiao Jiu Jiu silently took several steps back without saying a word.

"Oh!"

With that sound, the door lock was pried open.

"Squeak."

Pushing open the door, a musty smell hit me.

"Cough cough cough!" Xiao Jiu Jiu covered her mouth and nose and took several steps back.

"Be careful, it's dusty." Qin Yuhai took out a handkerchief and gave it to Xiao Jiu, then led her back several steps.

Qin Yuhai turned off the flashlight and clipped it to his sleeve. He then pulled two masks out of his pocket: "Wear these. There's too much dust in them. Inhaling too much is bad for your health."

Qin Yuhai was wearing two simple blue masks: "I just got these from the car. I didn't expect there to be so much dust here."

I should have known he would keep N95 masks in the car.

"Hehe, thank you, Uncle." The mask was too big, and even after Xiao Jiu Jiu put it on, quite a few parts were still showing, it was loose and baggy.

Xiao Jiu pulled the rope up a little higher, "Uncle, can you help me tie it up? Otherwise it will fall down."

"it is good."

After Qin Yuhai tied it for her, he looked at her little face with only one big eye showing and a very thieving expression, and couldn't help but laugh: "Xiao Jiu, you look like a thief."

Little Jiu Jiu said unhappily, "Uncle, that's hurtful! I'm a fairy!"

She was angry, but her voice was soft and childish, so it wasn't very offensive.

Qin Yuhai chuckled and patted her head. "Alright, alright, fairy, please forgive me!"

"That's pretty much it!"

Xiao Jiujiu gave a haughty hum, and the two of them then arrived at the door.

Qin Yuhai stood at the door and shone his flashlight around. The study was filled with all kinds of books, many of which were covered with a thick layer of dust.

"I haven't been to the study in a long time. It's been so long since I last came here that I almost forgot about it."

As Xiao Jiu Jiu spoke, she followed Qin Yu Hai into the house.

She held Qin Yuhai's hand, her eyes scanning the surroundings: "These are Grandpa's most treasured books. He hasn't been here in a long time, and I haven't been here for a long time either, I can't even remember."

The study is about 20 square meters, filled with all kinds of books and some odds and ends, as well as a desk.

Everything in the room was covered in a thick layer of dust, and hadn't been touched in a long time.

Shining the flashlight around, Xiao Jiu Jiu ran to the doorway and touched it.

"Snapped!"

The button was pressed, and the old incandescent light bulb in the room emitted a buzzing sound.

The lights flickered, and the room lit up.

Although the light was very weak and much of it was blocked by dust, it was still clear enough to see.

The room wasn't large, but the bookshelves were filled with all sorts of books, from ancient thread-bound books to various modern hardcover editions.

These are not what Xiao Jiu is looking for.

She looked at the wall.

Several calligraphy and paintings were hanging on the wall not far away.

These paintings and calligraphy works are all ink paintings. Although they are covered in dust, you can still see that the painter is very skilled, and the characters are written with vigorous and powerful strokes.

"painting!"

Xiao Jiu Jiu's eyes lit up, and she moved a small stool over.

"Hey, Xiao Jiu." Qin Yuhai called out immediately upon seeing this.

Ignoring all attempts to stop her, Xiao Jiu Jiu stepped onto the stool and took down one of the small paintings.

Qin Yuhai hurried over and looked down, asking, "What's this?"

"I don't know, let me take a look first." Xiao Jiujiu glanced around, walked to the curtains, and wiped the painting with the curtains.

Examining the painting, Xiao Jiu Jiu tilted her head: "This painting doesn't seem to have any problems?"

She flipped through it, but there was nothing there; the paintings were all nailed in place.

"never mind!"

Setting the painting aside, Xiao Jiu Jiu stood on a stool, looked at the rows of bookshelves behind her, and smiled: "Uncle, look, this is all the empire my grandfather built for me!"

"Yes, yes, your grandfather is a very powerful figure!" Qin Yuhai walked over and reached out his hand to Xiao Jiu: "Don't stand so high, it's dangerous."

"Okay!" Little Jiu Jiu let Qin Yu Hai lift her down. "Uncle, let's search these books!"

Qin Yuhai nodded coldly: "Mm."

Xiao Jiu Jiu isn't very tall; she can just barely see three rows of books.

She flipped through the pages as she walked.

These books are all ancient texts, many of them are unique copies, and they look tattered and broken.

She couldn't help but tiptoe around.

You can't touch it carelessly, it'll fall apart if you do.

After walking a while, Xiao Jiu Jiu suddenly discovered a box.

She took the box out and opened it; inside was a slightly yellowed photograph.

The woman in the photo is very beautiful, and her features bear a striking resemblance to Xiao Jiu Jiu.

The woman stood in a stunning sea of ​​flowers, her gaze detached. In front of her was a tree, and behind the tree was a hand with distinct knuckles, on which was a dark, indistinct object.

"Who is this?"

Xiao Jiu Jiu held up the photo and showed it to Qin Yu Hai: "Uncle, do you recognize her? She looks a lot like me!"

"This is……"

Qin Yuhai held the photo, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes: "This is your mother."

"Mother?"

Little Jiu Jiu looked at the woman in the photo and gently touched it with her little hand: "Did Daddy take this picture of Mommy?"

“I haven’t seen this photo before,” Qin Yuhai shook his head.

Pointing to the hand behind the tree, Xiao Jiujiu asked, "Is that Daddy?"

"do not know."

Qin Yuhai shook his head and took a waterproof bag out of his pocket: "Put this in, and we'll continue looking at other things."

"Oh~"

Xiao Jiu Jiu rummaged through the bookshelf and found three property deeds, a will, two bank cards, and a jade pendant that looked quite valuable.

"Ouch!"

Upon seeing this, Qin Yuhai couldn't help but say, "This is the empire your grandfather built for you. Keep all the good stuff."

"whee."

Xiao Jiu Jiu didn't pay much attention and put these together with the box.

Qin Yuhai turned his head and continued inspecting the study.

"Do you leave this window open all the time?" He asked, his gaze falling on the window not far away.

Xiao Jiujiu asked, puzzled, "What do you mean, 'don't close the windows'? Of course we'll close the windows! The door's locked, and the windows'll be locked too..."

As she spoke, Xiao Jiujiu paused.

Because the room window was not closed, with a small crack left open.

Qin Yuhai said coldly, "Besides this, quite a few other things have been tampered with."

“Someone has been here.”

Qin Yuhai's expression turned serious: "Moreover, this person seems to be unfamiliar with this place, as he searched everywhere but found nothing."

Xiao Jiujiu frowned: "Uncle, what you said makes sense, but has anything else been touched?"

"Let me see."

Qin Yuhai pulled over a stool and stood up.

He was already tall, and now, standing on the stool, he had a clear view of the tops of all the bookshelves.

"found it."

Qin Yuhai dragged his stool to a bookshelf and took down a large box from the top.

The clasp on the box was broken and was hanging precariously.

"Looks like someone beat us to it." Qin Yuhai's expression turned slightly cold.

He removed the lock and opened the wooden box.

Upon seeing the contents of the box, Qin Yuhai's pupils constricted slightly: "This is..."