"What does the girl see?"

Mo Fengwu was silent for a moment, then shook her head.

"No...... What about the elderly? Can you find anything? ”

Elder Zhu sighed and said:

"Since the girl didn't find out, how can the old man see the reason?

But this is also a reasonable thing, after all, there is only a skeleton left, and there is no way to do it, and the girl does not have to blame herself. ”

**

The group came with hope, but returned with regret.

And Xu was in a bad mood all day because of the opening of the coffin. The people who made the entire mountain were cautious, for fear that one would be bad and provoke Emperor Jing to get angry.

It's the ink phoenix dance, and it's still the same.

It's just that after I came back, I went straight to the second floor, and I didn't know what the drum was doing, and there was no sound at all.

In the end, it was not until dinner time in the evening that I came downstairs.

Di Jing's face was still deep at this time, but he changed into a loose crescent-colored robe, which looked quite casual. Seeing Mo Feng dancing down, he didn't speak, and with a wave of his hand, he withdrew Bucai's maid.

The maid was good-looking, fair and clean, but she didn't dare to look up from beginning to end.

After she left, Mo Fengwu sat directly opposite Di Jing, and then picked up the chopsticks and ate.

Di Jing frowned suddenly, and finally didn't say anything.

For a while, the room was quiet. After waiting for a while, Mo Fengwu ate seven or eight points full, and finally raised his eyes to look at the man opposite, and said:

"Feeling better?"

Di Jing didn't speak.

"Cut, virtue."

Pursing his lips, Mo Fengwu divided five by two, and after eating, he put the chopsticks directly.

"I'll ask you something."

Di Jing finally looked up, but he didn't say anything.

"Straight down."

"Say."

"Where did you get your mother's bones?"

Mo Fengwu's question was quite direct, but there was an inexplicable hint of weirdness. Di Jing's face sank instantly, and he said coldly:

"Why do you ask this?"

"I want to know."

Di Jing didn't say a word, and directly put the chopsticks down, and then someone quickly walked in and quickly took away the dishes and chopsticks on the table.

At the same time, a pot of fragrant tea was placed in front of Di Jing.

Mo Fengwu took the first step, poured a cup, and then while drinking, he looked at Di Jing and said, "What I said is the right thing, you better tell the truth." ”

Di Jing stared at Mo Fengwu, and then was silent for a long time before he whispered:

"I got it back."

It's a simple four words, but it hides too much information.

Mo Fengwu raised her eyebrows when she heard this: "It took a lot of effort? ”

Di Jing nodded: "Half a life." ”

Actually, Di Jing said that it was half a life, and that was polite. In fact, the tragedy of that year, even now, is still fresh in the memory of some people. And the scar on Di Jing's back that almost split him in half from top to bottom is a proof of the turmoil in the demon royal family back then.

And that year, Di Jing was only thirteen years old.

The atmosphere in the room dropped to a low point again.

Mo Fengwu drank tea, and smiled softly for a while.

"yes, that's hard work. But it's a pity ......"

Di Jing frowned instantly: "What do you mean?" ”

Mo Fengwu bent his eyebrows, then put the teacup in his hand on the table, and at the same time propped up the table with his elbows, close to Di Jing, close to his ear, and said word by word:

"It's a pity that you grabbed the wrong one. Because that skeleton is not your mother at all! At least, not the mother who gave birth to you. ”