Li'er and Wenren were guarding the door, and their faces were a little unsightly. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Sang Xuefan, who saw the situation, also rushed over.

"What's wrong?" Sang Xuefan asked, and the heart that had not been completely put down was raised again.

"The master just went to Mrs. Su and got Madame's relics." Li'er said a little anxiously, "I don't know what is in there, as soon as the master came back, he went into the house and didn't let us in." ”

"Madame's stuff?" Wen Ren was puzzled, "From Mrs. Su?" That Mrs. Su is surnamed Leng? ”

"Well, yes, uncle, do you know her?"

"I had a relationship, but I didn't know she had a relationship with her wife." Wen Daodao, in his impression, Bai Rou's life just revolves around Jinyunfang and around the Hua family, and as for the rest of the things, there is really little contact with people.

"Who knows what's going on, the master's mood wasn't quite right when he was in Su Mansion." Li'er's head was sweating, but she didn't dare to break in, so the group could only wait anxiously, if Hua Jincheng didn't open her mouth, they were afraid that they wouldn't be able to enter this door.

Hua Jincheng sat down slowly with the box in her hand, put the things on the low table, her eyes looked at it without blinking, and she never moved.

After a long time, she slowly exhaled a breath, took out the if, and tried several times with trembling hands to open the small lock.

The lid of the wooden box was slowly lifted, and a fragrant smell wafted out of it, which smelled good.

With a click, the lid was closed again, Hua Jincheng withdrew his hand, and rubbed his fingers hard in the center of his eyebrows.

"What? Scared? The man's voice rang in his head.

"Yes." Hua Jincheng responded, "I feel that things are beyond my expectations, there is always an unreal feeling, you say, is this a dream I had?" When I wake up from the dream, I'm still in the midst of that fire? ”

"It's just a box, is it so difficult to open?" The man scoffed.

"You don't ......"

Hua Jincheng felt that her body was suddenly cold, and a cold chill instantly spread to her limbs, making her teeth tremble.

The lid of the wooden box was opened with a breath, and the contents were also reflected in Hua Jincheng's eyes, and the coldness dissipated, just like the melting of ice and snow inch by inch, her body also seemed to have entered a warm spring from midwinter, and the comfortable feeling made her feel as if she was living again.

"Isn't that simple? It's just to open a box, this is not the Hua Jincheng I know. The man's tone was flat, "What is it?" ”

"Some toys."

Hua Jincheng lowered his eyes and said, all his thoughts fell on this box.

At the top of the box is a rattle, with a chubby New Year's picture on both sides, and a small brocade character written in the upper left corner.

On the rattle was a piece of brocade, the color of moon white, but it was not transparent at all, it was squarely folded into the size of a palm, and after Hua Jincheng took it out and unfolded it, he found that there was a dead leaf in it.

It is the leaves of the sycamore, and there is nothing unusual about it.

Beneath the brocade was a letter, and on the envelope there was only a small brocade letter, the curvy lines of which might not have been recognizable if she had not been accustomed to them.

Hua Jincheng pursed her lips slightly, she hesitated for a moment before opening the envelope.

The white paper, the black characters, I don't know if it's the smell of paper or the smell of ink, there is a faint fragrance.

There are three sheets of paper, almost a thousand words, the words are a little small, but very clear, and the strokes outlined are like works of art.

Hua Jincheng looked at it word by word.

The first one was written to her by Bai Rou, and between the lines was a mother's infinite thoughts, guilt and worries about her daughter.

Hua Jincheng felt that his heart was very blocked, and his eyes quickly turned red.

The second one was also addressed to her.

It reads: Mother does not ask you to be rich and rich, one person is above ten thousand people, only my son can control Jinyunfang, so that you can have the capital to live, the trip to Ji'an is inevitable, people's hearts are unpredictable, and all hopes are cherished.

Hua Jincheng saw the end, and his arm couldn't help but tremble slightly, why did his mother know that Ji'an's trip was inevitable? The human heart is indeed unfathomable, otherwise she would not have died so miserably that day.

The third one is some ghost drawing talismans, and Hua Jincheng didn't know what it was after looking at it for a long time.

If you look closely, those things have flowers, trees, stones, mountains, houses, the appearance of gods in paintings, the appearance of Buddhas, and the posture of birds and animals.

It's just a full line of drawings, but it can piece together all kinds of things, and there is also a small brocade character written on the upper right corner.

Hua Jincheng twisted his eyebrows and pondered, trying to find out more from above.

"Jincheng ......" the man's voice sounded.

Hua Jincheng responded, but his mind was not scattered.

"Don't you think—that brocade character, is there something weird?" The man's voice was a little shaky and a little incredulous.

"Huh?" Hua Jincheng was puzzled, her eyes fell on the brocade word again, and slowly, her pupils widened, and the word reflected in her pupils made her face change suddenly like a ghost.

"It can't be!"

Hua Jincheng got up suddenly, but he accidentally overturned the desk in front of him, and there was a loud noise, the box rolled to the ground, the wooden board in the mezzanine also fell out, and the things hidden inside lay quietly on the carpet, making Hua Jincheng's face suddenly turn pale.

When they heard the sound, the people outside pushed the door in, and they were very nervous looking at the mess all over the ground.

"Master?" Mu Yizhi was the first to flash to her side, his eyes swept over every corner of the room.

Hua Jincheng shook her head, she walked forward, bent down and held the thing that rolled out of the mezzanine of the box in the palm of her hand.

"What you see today, no one can reveal it!" Hua Jincheng tightened his palms, his pupils slowly returned to their original size, and his peach blossom eyes were full of murderous aura, "Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless!" ”

"Yes!"

"Don't worry, I won't say it." Sang Xuefan walked slowly in front of her and held her trembling hand, "What's going on?" ”

"Fox pattern brocade characters." Hua Jincheng handed the paper in his hand to Sang Xuefan, "It's a fox pattern brocade character." The words almost squeezed out between her teeth.

"What's wrong with the fox brocade?" Sang Xuefan was puzzled, "Isn't this what you designed?" ”

Hua Jincheng shook his head, "This letter was written by my mother, a relic she left to me, and when she wrote this, I was not yet born." ”

"What!"

Sang Xuefan was like an electric shock, how could this kind of thing happen! (To be continued.) )