Chapter 67: The Secret Letter

There was a secret door in Su Tianyuan's inner room, and there was a switch on the bookshelf behind the screen, which led directly to Su Jiu's courtyard.

Back in his courtyard, Su Jiu took out a letter from under the table, and the envelope was covered with a bright red special clay seal, hiding the secret methods of the Su family to ensure that the letter would not be tampered with by others.

However, this letter was opened two days ago, and Su Da wrote it, bluntly saying that Zhao Qiluo was not the person he deliberately arranged, as for why she has many similarities with that person, maybe it is the mandate of heaven, maybe it is the old fourteen said, God has seen enough of your face that others owe you money, so I will give you a chance to change.

Su Jiu frowned, and his fingers caressed the silk painting that Su Da sent back with the letter unchanged, destiny?

When he was young, he was riddled with nightmares, unable to sleep at night, riddled with illness, and the doctor bluntly said that he would not live for three months.

Ignoring his father's obstruction, his mother personally took him back to the master for treatment, and the head once said that this son had three calamities in his life, and argued with his mother, he was lying outside, and vaguely heard the white-eyed Taoist sigh, Qing'er, you should know that the destiny of heaven cannot be violated, why be too persistent.

Qing'er is the mother's name, and when she came out of the house, the mother picked him up with a smile and looked at her son like a kitten, "Jiu'er, Jiu'er, with your mother, you will be fine." ”

Children born in the first month of the year are all unfulfilled wishes in the previous life, and they will be returned in this life.

Mother comforted him, but also comforted herself, perhaps, you came to receive......

When should he be robbed?

The mother who promised to protect him died in childbirth, and the person who promised to accompany him for a lifetime spent candle night in the cave room, and was stabbed into the heart by a sword when he first woke up from a nightmare, just like the moment when the nightmare was repeated millions of times, he didn't know why this happened, and he didn't know where the sword came from, someone said that he was not worthy of being in the same cave with her after death, yes, he was not worthy!

So I watched her body being taken away.

However, he regretted it.

I can't remember how crazy I was looking for someone's traces in those years, and in the end it was just a letter, and the letter she left behind was not after death, but before death.

Doom!

Nameless, I can't explain where I come from, because that world is something you can never reach, but I love you, maybe it is this love that allows me to travel through countless years and reincarnation to your side, when the master picked me up, he said that I was the one who should be robbed, and from the moment you went up the mountain, the master told me that my doom had arrived.

The fate of life and death, the two people who should be robbed, can only survive one.

However, the moment I saw you, I finally understood why I came back here because of you!

I love you, from this moment, and from a long, long time ago, I can't bear the pain of losing you, so, forgive me, I can only choose the most escape death, leave the thoughts and pain of life to you, don't blame him, it was me who wrote to ask him to come and take me, burn me to ashes, and sprinkle it in this world.

You have to live well, there is a secret, I have never told anyone, I only told you, I buried it in a place that only the two of us know.

Su Jiu got the letter, went to that place like crazy, dug in the dirt with both hands, and finally found a bag.

When I was born, I had a birthmark on my left chest, and I felt a dull pain every time the moon was full, and then when I grew up, I would occasionally have a dream that a man stabbed me in the chest with a sword, but I had no regrets, I was addicted to the dream, I wanted to see the man's face, and as soon as I woke up, I came to this world and borrowed the corpse to resurrect the soul.

Ah Jiu, you don't have to be sad, maybe I'm not really dead, maybe at this moment, I've returned to my own world, maybe, one day, I can come back again because of your call in the dark, even if it's in a dream, don't forget me......

Luo Qi, leave a book.

Su Jiu, who was caught in the memory, was filled with sadness that could not be dispersed, he opened Zhao Qiluo's lost silk painting again, and then carefully took out an old bag from his arms, which also had a yellowed silk painting inside, the two were put together, and the extremely similar strokes made his heart tremble, Xiao Qi, Xiao Qi, are you back?

But why don't you remember me at all......

The letters that were put aside were scattered on the table, and there was information about the He family that Su Da had on a whim and spontaneously and consciously investigated, and the result of the investigation was that the He family's household registration was false, and as for the secret, it would take more time to pursue it, but there was one point, the He family did not go to Xingyang, but disappeared out of thin air, or rather, they went, but they went to the secret of a different face.

He Ziyong's origin is definitely problematic!

Su Jiu looked at the names on the paper, and then looked at the blurred on the silk painting, but he could still see the small statue of dust, he was unhappy, and pondered for a long time, he picked up the letter and the small statue, put them all in the charcoal basin and burned them clean, only put the yellowed small like a treasure back into the bag, and carefully put it away.

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Zhao Mansion, backyard.

The old lady Zhao, who had been paying attention to Zhao Xingmin, that is, Shilang's whereabouts, quietly listened to the news from the treasure bottle, and when she heard that Luo Qi was committed to Su Tianyuan, she didn't have any special reaction, and suddenly, a silver light came in from outside, and the figure of the treasure bottle beating her legs flashed, and then she looked at it, and she was already in front of the old lady, and her right hand stretched out two fingers and grabbed a silver flying knife.

There was a note stuck in the knife, and Mrs. Zhao sighed after reading it, "It's time to come, it's finally here......

Eventually, she looked at the vase, and a lot of tiredness slowly welled up in her eyes, "The only thing I can trust in this life is you, and now that time is running out, we should also take care of the food." ”

"Yes." There is also a lot of sadness in the eyes of the vase, she gently gave Mrs. Zhao a back, after serving her to sleep, she changed into a night dress alone, and flashed into the darkness, Aunt Cui is not eating fasting and chanting Buddha now, but the whole person is described as withered, the vase is standing behind her, and she is not aware of it.

It wasn't until she was covered by the treasure bottle that her eyes widened and she tried desperately to struggle, but what could she do?

The treasure bottle calmly stuffed a handkerchief into the palm of Aunt Cui's dead corpse.

A corner of a handkerchief embroidered with the word "sandalwood".

When she touched the outside of the sandalwood room, she unexpectedly found a black shadow hiding in a tree, and several hidden weapons made of dark iron flew out of her hand, heading straight for the black shadow.

Su Bing has been monitoring Sandalwood for a few days, he has inquired about Aunt Cui and Zhao Qiyao, but in the end, his eyes fell on Sandalwood, a seemingly inconspicuous slave and maid, and he also returned to the person who would appear, no, he suddenly heard a few subtle whistling winds in his ears, and his body dodged faster than his brain, and several hidden weapons were deeply nailed to the trunk.

Silently, Su Bing pounced on the source of the hidden weapon to the place where the treasure bottle was, and in the blink of an eye, the two of them passed a few moves, the vase's moves were weird and ruthless, but they were still faintly pressed by Su Bing, seeing Su Bing's sword coming towards the treasure bottleneck, the latter leaned back to avoid it, rolled on the spot, and suddenly raised a piece of white powder in his hands.

Su Bing immediately covered his mouth and nose, flashed back, and then looked closely, and the figure of the treasure bottle was gone, and the sandalwood in the house exclaimed.