The black jade ring has a strange carving pattern. Even if you only take a look at it, it is enough to remember its specialness.

"Like... it should be it. Why... it will be here?" He reached out and took it, turning it back and forth carefully.

"I picked it up in Canyin Town." Xia Yan said, "It was the last time I met Wu Tiantong and the others. When did you lose it?"

"Eighteen years ago - it was lost."

Xia Yan asked him more details about this matter. However, it turned out that Chen Fengming was holding a bag that day and saw that there were people running and fighting around, and he couldn't tell which side of the person it was. After avoiding him several times, he felt that he didn't know where to rush out, and he couldn't raise any strength to exercise light skills and use his body to leave the place. When his body and mind were both confused, he was suddenly caught from behind. He was confused and said that he was going to be a ghost under the knife, but the man half-carried him and knocked him into the courtyard beside him - avoiding the group of Qinglong Sects who rushed over from the corner of the alley.

He woke up a little and realized that the one who saved him was a woman - he could not tell at first that age, but because there were a few extremely deep red marks on her face, the entire face was ruined. When he saw it, he was startled.

The woman seemed to realize it, covered her face and said, "They have searched here, and they will not come again." In fact, she knew not only that Chen Fengming had even dug up the bluestone slabs in the courtyard, like flesh and flesh, no inch of land is complete, and the house is even more tilted, and the bed is slanted and the table is cracked. Not only did she search, but she searched several times.

When the movement outside became less and less, the woman said, "You are a child, leave here quickly." Chen Fengming walked a few steps outside. Although the people outside were not gathered in this alley, there was still no peace in the whole town. He still didn't know where to go. But he was a little scared of the woman's appearance and didn't want to go back to find her. So he just said in his heart that if God didn't want me to die, I would always be able to escape.

At this moment, he suddenly heard a few sounds from the piano from somewhere, like the sound of the mother, but not exactly the same. Compared to the previous excitement and thrilling, the sound of the moment was dull and round, and the buzzing sound was more like an afterthought. He only thought it was his own hallucination-he could still see the room burning, and he could still remember that the strings of the piano were broken like a huge gap in his chest. But before long, it seemed that everyone could hear the sound-everyone had the same hallucination. The sound of the piano that had returned to the fire was like the long tongue of the flames, igniting all the panic that had not yet faded.

The Qinglong Sect finally decided to evacuate this small town that was already like an underworld. Even if there were still some living mouths left, Heizhu could no longer be excited. At that time, Chen Fengming was in a daze and followed him like this. After leaving the town, he staggered for a short distance, fell to the ground and fainted. It was unknown how long it took before he woke up.

"It should be the next morning. When I woke up, I couldn't remember what I thought. Looking at the bag in my arms, I didn't know when the letter and the ring were exposed. I read the letter, but I couldn't understand many of them, so I put them back. At this time, I was more sober than the day before. I suddenly thought of the woman - she looked about the same age as my mother after covering it. Although it was ridiculous now, I firmly believed that that morning, that should be my mother, but her face was destroyed by the fire. I rolled and crawled to find the road to the town, but after touching several alleys, I couldn't find which room was. When I was almost desperate, I suddenly heard the sound of the piano again.

"There seemed to be a soothing force in the sound of the piano. Although there were too many echoes in the town, I still couldn't find the source of the piano, but I felt much less anxious. Later, I finally touched the gate of the courtyard - as soon as I entered the yard, I knew that it was here - the piano sound was here. But when I went in and saw it, there was no one. I was in the yard, and I looked for it over and over again in the room, and I called her, "Mom, come out." When I finally called in the kitchen, the piano sound stopped.

"I found that there was a stove hole in the kitchen where the fire was burning. I knew it was impossible, but I still went in and shouted, 'Mom, come out.' Do you believe that the stove hole was tens of steps deep until I couldn't see a trace of light and had no hope. I realized that it was just... hallucinations."

"That... the stove cave..." Xia Yan originally wanted to say something, but recalled the agreement with Mrs. Tuoba that he would not tell anyone about the matters related to that day, including that authentic thing. He only said, "It's not all illusions. Although I don't know who the woman is, I picked up my finger in that stove cave. I think it was because you fell that day, no one noticed it, and I was buried in charcoal ash for eighteen years."

"I know who that woman is." Okra suddenly said quietly, "Is it hard to guess? There are only a few people in this world who understand magic sound. The only one who was eighteen years ago was my senior sister, Bai Shuang."

"I later—and gradually guessed that it should be her," Shen Fengming said, "but—why did she..."

"Zhu Que told me that Bai Shuang was accidentally injured by his 'Ming Mirror Art' in Zhuque Villa, which ruined her appearance. After that battle, Bai Shuang and Murong's wife Lin Zhi were both captured by the Qinglong Sect and brought to Qinglong Valley. Fortunately, Shan Jiquan returned to protect her due to her old friendship, and Tuoba Gu's wife sympathized with her situation. Qinglong Sect did not do anything to her. Over time, everyone thought that Zhuque had died in the fire in the villa, and did not take Bai Shuang much in mind. She even felt that she might have been persuaded by Shan Jiquan and would sooner or later turn to the Qinglong Sect, so she became more and more unpredictable. It was not impossible for her to appear outside Qinglong Valley - the town was not far from Qinglong Valley."

Xia Yan said in his heart that it is not only not far away, but it may also come from the tunnel. The Qinglong Sect may not be unaware of Bai Shuang. It is possible that Bai Shuang locked Bai Shuang in the hidden cave outside the cliff of Feng Ting. Bai Shuang from that year may have discovered the tunnel like Tuoba Yu later.

"Maybe, the Qinglong Sect had already regarded Bai Shuang as its own person and brought her to deal with Black Zhu." Okra said, "As far as I know, Bai Shuang should have hated Murong very much. She also said that Zhuque was dead at that time - if it weren't for Murong, how could Zhuque burn his body? But she might not have expected that she would hear the demon sound in the town, and in surprise, she decided to stop the slaughter of the Qinglong Sect."

"If it was really brought by the Qinglong Sect, they wouldn't be so surprised and scared when they heard the magic sound." Xia Yan said.

"I have always heard that after Bai Shuang left Lingyin, she only used the piano in front of Zhuque. She never played it in front of others, and she rarely used magic sound when fighting with others. Therefore, it is not surprising that the Qinglong Sect—especially Cheng Fangyu and others—had no knowledge of magic sound at all."

"Then she won't happen to bring Qin by her side."

"No matter what, that person should be Bai Shuang," Chen Fengming interrupted, "As for those details, as for what she thought at that time, I think there is nowhere to be tested."

"You... have seen her once." Okra was a little disappointed, "But I never had this opportunity. That year, the year when Canyinzhen died, the year when she died in the cold and distant place - I was with my master and knew nothing about what she had experienced.

Chen Fengming didn't want her to feel sad, and he pulled back a little, "Look at it, I fell out of the bag when I entered and exited the stove hole. But the finger was here, and the letter... I don't know if it fell out of the same place."

"If Xin is lost together, it will be easily discovered. I think it was picked up early in the morning." Xia Yan said, "I heard that after that day, the sound of the sound was still around Liang for three days. It seems that Bai Shuang has been there for three days, and she may have picked up the most. If it were her-"

"If it was her, if she had kept that letter--after her death, the remains were only in the hands of two people, either Suzaku or Shan Jiquan." Okra said. "When I go back tomorrow, I will ask Suzaku first."

"Forget it." Chen Fengming said, "Zhuque has been in prison for more than ten years, so how can there be any old things to keep?"

Okra bit her lip, "I'll ask if it's safe or not. After all, it's a bone-broken suicide note. You were illiterate back then, don't you want to know what he said now?"

"I just want you to stay in Yizhu Pavilion these few days, don't go back to see Zhuque." Chen Fengming said, "The book you keep is written for Yu Rui. If you want to read it, you can only send it to Yu Rui for reading. It has nothing to do with me - but if you go back to the inner city, Zhuque finds that you have lost your martial arts skills when you go out with me, I am afraid that my life will be lost."

Okra was stunned for a moment. Although he felt that he seemed to be vaguely flirting with an old and cute look, he thought about it carefully and was very realistic and speechless for a moment.

"Besides, that's where the kitchen fire is burned, maybe it's been burned to ashes long ago." Chen Fengming handed the ring back to Xia Yan, "I was in Heizhu later. I occasionally heard someone mention the ring, saying it was a token of Heizhu. But after asking Zhang Gongchang, he didn't know that there was such a thing, and those who had followed Lingli, either."

"That doesn't matter." Xia Yan smiled and hid his finger. "With this thing as a basis, at least it proves that everything you said today is not a lie."

Chen Fengming looked very angry, "I've been talking for so long, are you just guarding against me? I made up a story to lie to you?"

"It's not like this. I just think that what kind of virtue is Xia Junli, but you have friends like you." Xia Yan said, "I have always been suspicious. Many times I really can't compare to you. If you leave this ring on my side, just use it as a reminder."

Chen Fengming felt uncomfortable and coughed, "This thing - it should be an important object of black bamboo. I think you can use it to ask Zhilu, or there may be an answer."

Xia Yan suddenly remembered Song Ran's incident and wanted to mention it to him, but Okra was always inconvenient. Then he remembered that when he mentioned Ling Li, he said, "There is another thing I have always wanted to ask you. Have you known who killed your father for a long time?"

"I know."

"You really don't care at all?" Xia Yan said, "If I hadn't heard a clue earlier, I wouldn't have seen that she had a grudge against you for killing your father..."

Chen Fengming sneered, "My mother said, 'If you want to seek revenge on him, he is the enemy. If you don't want to, he is not.' I didn't even take revenge on my mother, so how could I have the energy to think about others?"

"But you always have some barriers to them in your heart, right?" Xia Yan said, "When you first met Ling Li on Hongfu Tower, your expression was very strange. At that time, I thought you were afraid of him. Now I think you were - your heart at that time - must be very complicated."
Chapter completed!