Mrs. Jingchen's question, Yan Qingrui answered all of them, but, ?anen ??? ．?ｒ?ａ?ｎ?? E?n?a'cor?m?is too ambiguous, and too untraceable.

Yan Qingrui smiled at Master Jingchen's gaze, her expression was at ease, and she was not affected in the slightest.

After staring at each other for five seconds, Master Jingchen said slowly: "Mountains and rivers are hometowns!"

Yan Qingrui really smiled this time, Master Jingchen was too good to say the next sentence, she was really an insider.

Yan Qingrui no longer sold Guanzi, and directly chanted the next two sentences:

Hugh Dao soft red ten zhang long,

Own scriptures and books in the temple incense!

Then, she said to Mrs. Jingchen: "Mrs., Mrs., my mother copied so many scriptures back then, and I came here today, can you read them one by one?"

Master Jingchen's eyes were as deep as the sea, and he looked at Yan Qingrui for a moment, and after a long moment, he slowly shook his head.

Yan Qingrui was surprised in her heart, she could be sure that the things left by her mother must be in those scriptures, although it is a little difficult to find some clues from hundreds of scriptures, but after all, it is the direction.

But it seems that Master Jingchen doesn't agree?

Mrs. Jingchen still looked at Yan Qingrui for a moment, looked at it again and again, but sighed: "Although the temperament is similar, the appearance is not the same, are you actually from your father?"

Yan Qingrui's heart moved again.

She doesn't look like Yan Hongyang at all, but Yan Wanshu's eyes and nose are like Yan Hongyang.

Mrs. Jingchen's eyes were filled with tears, she stepped forward, looked at Yan Qingrui, and said sadly: "Child......"

Yan Qingrui was startled, and blurted out: "Mrs. Shi, am I born to you?"

Master Jingchen: "......"

Then, she rolled her eyes in the dust.

Yan Qingrui was also a little embarrassed after blurting out, knowing that she was making a big joke.

This Jingchen Shitai's current age is only twenty-seven or eighteen years old, how can a twenty-seven-eight-year-old woman give birth to a seventeen-year-old daughter?

Because she doesn't look like Yan Hongyang or Su Ruolan, after she saw the letter left by Su Ruolan, this thought flashed very shallowly in her heart, and at this moment, Jingchen asked like this, which made her previous suspicions a little bigger, and Master Jingchen saw her crying emotionally, making a monk so out of shape, it was definitely a true outpouring of feelings, and she had a whim.

At this moment, she shook her head and said, "I'm joking, my mother is very good to me, that's definitely my mother!"

Master Jingchen: "......"

Is it appropriate to make such a large-scale joke with a monk?

However, at this moment, it is obvious that Mrs. Jingchen didn't care too much about these small details, she said: "Your mother copied 1,000 and 20 scriptures for Nanyin Temple back then, do you want to see them?"

Yan Qingrui: "......"

Book-copying maniac?

Even if the printing industry is not developed at this time, you have to rely on hand-copying scriptures, but are you too fierce, a thousand and twenty copies, to find clues you leave in so many books that can bury people, you are a pure pit daughter!

However, Yan Qingrui still said very firmly: "I want to see it!"

She came to find an answer, and also wanted to know what Su Ruolan left for her, maybe it was a shocking secret, maybe it was the reason for her death, maybe it was a very important thing, since she became Yan Qingrui in this world, whether it was from family affection or morality, she couldn't give up.

What's more, in her dictionary, there are no words such as being afraid of trouble and retreating in the face of difficulties.