This is a woman who has been tortured.

Her shoulders had been chained through, leaving two black hollows, and his knees had been gouged out, causing her calves to shrink like two chopsticks.

The most hair-wrenching thing is that her originally beautiful cheeks were slashed with a sharp blade, leaving countless criss-crossing scars.

Just by seeing the scars all over her body, you can imagine what kind of torture she had suffered at the beginning.

If he hadn't seen this woman again, Han Tianyun would have forgotten that he had seen her.

And it has also left an indelible mark on my heart.

He suddenly remembered that when he saw this woman for the first time, his heart felt like he had been stabbed severely, making him squat on the ground with his chest clutched for a long time before he came back to his senses.

At that time, she was imprisoned in the Blood Spirit Prison by the huge black iron chain, and she also made a statement to inform the news of the cold sky cloud ten thousand years of Lingzhi.

"You...... This injury must have been done by a woman!"

Han Tianyun was stunned for a long time, and couldn't help but say.

"It's you!"

The woman had recognized him, and her sharp gaze swept over him, and then she glared and asked, "Why do you think that these are women's doings?"

"Only a woman would do such a vicious thing. ”

Han Tianyun still hadn't recovered from the shock, but according to his understanding of human nature, he replied unconsciously.

"Hmph, little baby, you were really wrong this time. ”

The woman sneered and said, "All of this is due to these old bald donkeys. ”

"Huh?"

Han Tianyun finally came back to his senses, looked at the white-eyed old monk opposite and was speechless for a long time.

"It's hard to describe what happened back then. ”

The white-eyed old monk put the food box next to the woman, lifted the lid, and then said with a slow sigh.

"Are you going to tell this baby?"

The woman asked with a teasing expression.

"Not really. ”

"Then why did you bring him to me?"

"Because he saved you. ”

"You mean he broke the Blood Prison?"

The woman snorted and sneered a few times and said, "But he has obtained the creation of the 10,000-year-old blood lingzhi, and he has no loss at all!"

"Well, that's right. ”

The white-eyed monk had no intention of arguing with her.

"Wait a minute, I don't really understand what you're saying. ”

Han Tianyun stared at the white-eyed old monk and asked, "It was also your plan to let me enter the Blood Spirit Prison that day?"

The white-eyed old monk was as green as a pine and did not reply.

"Isn't that obvious, kid?"

The woman sneered, looked at the old monk and said, "What's the matter?

"Ahem! “

The old monk raised his eyebrows slightly, and said helplessly: "Legend has it that thousands of years ago, Leiling Temple gave birth to the first great power of the heavenly and human realms in the world. ”

"Well, it's an existence that is higher than the Spirit Hidden Realm, almost beyond heaven and earth?"

Han Tianyun has discussed some cultivation knowledge with Wen Tianliu in the past few days, but he still understands this.

The white-eyed old monk nodded slightly as a tacit acquiescence, and after thinking about it, he continued: "In this way, it has attracted the suppression of the ten immortal spirits, and this is the origin of the Blood Spirit Prison. ”

"What do you mean? Could it be that this high monk was sealed by the fairy spirit with a blood spirit array on the mountain behind the Lei Ling Temple?"

Han Tianyun couldn't help but guess.

The white-eyed old monk nodded and said, "Because of its spiritual sense of the Hanhai, the immortal spirit swallows its primordial spirit with a blood reishi from outside the sky, so that it will never be transcendent. ”

"Master Qiu Hai?"

Han Tianyun suddenly remembered the scene of the battle with Qiu Hai Yuan Shen in the Blood Spirit Prison, if it weren't for the crescent moon in his chest being too buggy, with his strength, even now he would not be able to defeat Qiu Hai's Yuan Shen.

And this is already the strength that Qiu Hai Yuan Shen has left after being devoured for thousands of years, it is enough to imagine what kind of terrifying existence it was before.

"You kid can survive the attacks of Blood Lingzhi and Qiu Hai, but it is really worthy of the name of the blood of the demon spirit. ”

The woman lying on the ground saw that Han Tianyun even knew Qiu Hai's name, and couldn't help but sigh and say.

Hearing her say this, the white-eyed old monk frowned slightly, his lips trembled for a while, and he finally didn't speak.

"So that day, when my knowledge of the sea was shattered, you told me that there are many elixirs in the back mountain, in fact, you want to lead me into the blood spirit array and break the eye of the blood spirit prison so that I can rescue this ...... Sister...... Sister?"

Once again, Han Tianyun found himself being taken advantage of.

And there was no trace of this use, if it weren't for seeing this woman again at this time, he didn't know that the old monk's unintentional words had turned him into a pawn that broke the formation.

"Haha...... Sister?"

Seeing that the old monk was speechless, the woman laughed heartily, but halfway through the laughter, a line of turbid tears suddenly welled up in her eyes.

"If my short-lived child doesn't die, and it's your size, you call me sister, hahaha......"

The woman's hearty laughter suddenly turned into a series of miserable laughter, and when I heard it, it gave birth to infinite sadness and loneliness.

Listening to her words, Han Tianyun was like being struck by lightning, and even had more speculations about why the old monk brought him here.

He swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva with great difficulty before asking, "Could it be ...... You are...... My mother?"

"Huh?"

The woman obviously didn't expect him to ask such a question, and after a moment of froze, she burst into tears again.

Obviously, Han Tianyun's question aroused infinite sadness in her heart, and her already fragile nerves were completely relaxed at this moment.

Han Tianyun could still hold back his emotions, after all, he hadn't gotten a positive answer yet.

So he stared at the old monk opposite and asked, "Isn't it?"

"It's not!"

The old monk shook his head and said with a look of regret.

"Alas......"

Hearing the old monk say this, Han Tianyun breathed a sigh of relief, if the woman in front of him who had been humiliated so far was his mother, his heart would never be at peace.

"yes, it's not ...... If my baby has your demonic blood, how can she be killed......?"

The woman continued to laugh and burst into tears, until Han Tianyun felt a tingling pain in her heart, and she couldn't help covering her chest again, not daring to look at her again.

"Withered bamboo is right. ”

The white-eyed old monk closed his eyes helplessly, and he didn't want to see the miserable appearance of this woman.

"He is indeed the son of Han Shangshu?"

The woman suddenly stopped crying and laughing, stared at the white-eyed old monk and asked.

"Not bad!"

The white-eyed old monk said firmly.

"There's no chance of a mistake?"

Han Tianyun couldn't help but ask.

"The time is not right!"

"What do you mean?"

Han Tianyun looked puzzled.

"He wants to say that when my baby was born, you had been growing in this Leiling Temple for three months, so the time was wrong?"

The woman asked.

"Not bad!"

The white-eyed monk nodded in agreement.

"If so, who is she?"

Han Tianyun looked suspicious, pointed to the woman and asked the white-eyed old monk.

"The Crown Princess. ”

“？”

Han Tianyun asked inexplicably, "The crown princess of the previous dynasty?"

"Not bad!"

"My background has nothing to do with her, and it has nothing to do with the royal family?"

Han Tianyun felt a little weird, it seemed that there was something wrong with the script, but he knew too little information, and he couldn't tell what the problem was.

"Nothing to do!"

The old monk gave him an affirmative answer.

"And what did you bring me to her?"

After thinking about it, Han Tianyun finally found a key problem.

"Because she's your little aunt. ”

The old monk replied calmly.

"What?"

Han Tianyun was taken aback, and it took a long time to finally sort out his thoughts, so he asked again: "You mean Han Shangshu...... Madame, is that her sister?"

Although Han Tianyun also wanted to talk about his mother, this bizarre story was too absurd and untrue in his heart, so he still couldn't connect himself with the identity of Han Ziyan's son.

And under the demon tree, the nurse has always taught him the name "Han Tianyun", which also makes him unable to have much sense of identity with the surname Han.

Although he often walks the rivers and lakes with the surname Han, it is only a matter of rights and interests after all.

To his question, the white-eyed old monk nodded in response.

"Little ...... Auntie?"

Han Tianyun looked at the woman lying on the ground and couldn't move, and a sense of absurdity arose in his heart.

He felt that all this was like a fantasy story, and people couldn't tell what was true and what was false.

"Then what am I going to do? Take her back to the hut and take care of her?"

Han Tianyun thought for a long time, and couldn't help but ask the old monk again.

"No, I don't. ”

The old monk laughed rarely, looked at him teasingly, and said.

"Why?"

"Because she is not only injured, but also has poison in her body, if you move, she will not survive a stick of incense. ”

"What? What kind of poison is she in her body?"

The cold clouds were even more surprised.

The white-eyed old monk shook his head, indicating that he didn't know.

Han Tianyun wanted to investigate it himself, but found that the woman's hands and feet were dry, and she could still recognize the meridians.

As for the neck, it was too abrupt, so I had to give up.

"Here she is, dark and damp, with no sunlight ......"

Han Tianyun looked around, hesitating.

"If she sees the sun, she will also explode and die. ”

A rare look of worry flashed on the white-eyed old monk's face.

"This ......"

Han Tianyun thought it was incredible.

This woman, who is considered to be his little aunt, has suffered so much that she can't help her even if she wants to.

"No, this place shouldn't be where the Blood Spirit Prison was located in the first place. ”

Han Tianyun poked his head out of the cliff and looked at it for a moment, then suddenly turned his head to ask the white-eyed old monk.

"Naturally not. ”

"And how did you get her here? ”

"Xiuwei. ”

The white-eyed old monk seemed to be quite embarrassed by Han Tianyun's questioning of his behavior, and glanced at him.

This glance, like a needle, suddenly inserted into Han Tianyun's eyes, making him cry out in pain "ah".

Fortunately, the old monk had no intention of hurting him, and the sharp stinging pain quickly subsided like a tide.

The next moment, the cold clouds were already soaking wet.

Under the coercion of this Spirit Yin Grand Master, he felt his insignificance.

It's like when he faced the Lord of the Undead, the other party's every move could crush him into dust, and there was no possibility of confrontation at all.

"Let's go!"

The old monk said lightly, and then turned to leave, without the slightest intention of waiting for the cold clouds.

The woman lying in the cave also stared at him quietly, and did not say much.

Han Tianyun stopped for a long time to speak, and he didn't know how to ask in his chaotic thoughts, so he had to bow to the woman and turn his head in the direction of Lei Ling Temple.

The white-eyed monk had already gone far away, and there was a steep cliff outside the path, and he walked slowly on the sheep intestine path, and his troubled mood finally calmed down.

The woman he saw today gave him a deep shock.

According to his intuition, he originally felt that he had a great relationship with women, and even had an absolute connection with the truth of his background.

But the answer of the little aunt of the white-eyed old monk blocked his next question, and completely disrupted his train of thought.

Because of the many doubts he still had in his heart, he did not testify with the woman one by one.

For example, who is the woman's surname, and what is the name of her legendary mother?

In addition, this woman has been tortured in this way, who did it, and so on.

Han Tianyun felt very dazed.

He didn't even understand the root of his confusion.

Is it the memory that I have traveled through, and there is not much integration with the original memory of this body?

Or do you not believe in the story of Han Shangshu's family that withered bamboo told him?

Or did you never think to believe this story about your life from the bottom of your heart?

It's been a while since he came to Leiling Temple, but he didn't go to Kyoto, nor did he go to verify the truth of the story that the Shangshu family gave birth to a demon blood son.

These days, he's been busy building a power station.

He knew that the reason for doing this was to gain a firm foothold in the Leiling Temple with the help of the power station, so that Xiaohua could know his news.

But in fact, this is very nonsense.

Not to mention where Xiaohua was lost and what is happening now, the act of building a power station alone has nothing to do with finding Xiaohua.

So what is he for?

Han Tianyun didn't know.

After returning to the newly built Lei Ling Temple, it seems that everything seems too easy.

He wanted to know the whereabouts of Xiaohua and the nurse, and Master Withered Bamboo pinched his fingers and told him that neither of them was worried about their lives.

He wanted to know his life experience, so Master Withered Bamboo told him an extremely mysterious life story.

Even now, the white-eyed old monk led him to see the woman he had seen in the Blood Spirit Prison, solved the mystery of his original use, and once again confirmed the authenticity of his life story.

But now Han Tianyun can't believe all this more and more.

And it has deeply aroused his curiosity about the truth of the year.

He has decided that he will immediately go to Kyoto to conduct an in-depth investigation of his origins and must find out the real truth.

For what others say, it can only be regarded as a clue, and cannot be completely believed.

This is the precious life experience that he has accumulated in two lifetimes, and it is the absolute truth.

Because everyone, when they say something, they represent their own position and demands in the words, which makes the meaning conveyed in it very likely to be far from the truth.

For the most authentic results, it's best not to be distracted by these stories.

And now, Han Tianyun has felt that someone wants to deliberately guide himself and understand what happened back then according to their ideas.

This made Han Tianyun have more guesses and expectations about the mystery of this body's life experience.

"Maybe all the secrets will eventually be revealed after the mystery of the life story is solved?".

His heart gradually became clearer, his eyes gradually became resolute, and he was ready to go back to say goodbye to the withered bamboo and the white-eyed old monk, and go to Kyoto in disguise to explore the mystery of his life.

However, as soon as he returned to the open space next to the grass house, there were already two people sitting at the stone table, waiting for him for a long time......