Chapter 7: The Deceased

In his previous life, Xie Qingning changed the qualifications of the waste wood because of the cultivation method sent by Xie Mingfei, and he re-embarked on the path of cultivation, and finally reached the edge of the Ascension Immortal Realm. So she was always grateful to the old family owner, thinking that he took special care of her because of her mother.

But what happened that night subverted her cognition, because from the beginning to the end, Xie Mingfei did not show any concern for her, and even knew that his life was short, and he never arranged her future, and he treated her like the rest of the Xie family.

Could it be that Xie Mingfei in her previous life took her in and sent her to practice the heart method because he found out that her life experience might be related to the Ye Clan's royal family?

Xie Qingning couldn't help but think of Li Xie's demeanor at that time, the other party not only wanted to trap her words, but also wanted to judge the truth from her words and actions, which shows that her guess about Xie Mingfei is the truth nine times out of ten!

So, if Xie Ming just wanted to cling to the Ye Clan's royal family, he could just raise her in the Xie family, so why bother to order someone to send her any mental methods? And the person he trusts the most should be Li Xie, if he really wants to send such an important thing, why didn't he send Li Xie to her?

Could it be that the old servant is lying? The person who sent her heart method was not Xie Mingfei? Who could that be?

Xie Qingning's heart jumped, and his half-lying body unconsciously sat up in the bathtub.

The sound of the water was soft, and her eyes grew brighter and brighter in the steaming smoke.

In that life, Xie Qingning had only been taken care of by his third cousin Xie Huazhao in the Xie family, and no one else had helped her, but Xie Huazhao was only a junior of the Xie family, and it was impossible for him to hide such an esoteric and complex cultivation method, otherwise he would give it to others if he didn't practice it himself? You can't be so selfless even a monk, can you?

Thinking of Xie Mingfei's indifference to herself when she was leaving, completely subverting her perception of respecting and loving him as her only relative in her previous life, Xie Qingning's heart once again swelled with deep pain. But in addition to being uncomfortable, reason told her that eighty percent of the cultivation method was not given by Xie Mingfei. But apart from Xie Mingfei, who would secretly help her and help her re-embark on the path of cultivation? Could it be her mysterious biological father?

No! How can it be? It was he who made his mother seriously injured and died with hatred, and he also left her alone and helpless, how could such a ruthless man secretly take care of her and help her cultivate into an immortal?

With this question, Xie Qingning finally couldn't soak anymore, and after getting up and changing into clean clothes, he lay down on the bed and made up for sleep.

When Xie Qingning woke up again, it was already dusk, and the sun was setting.

She got up and mixed some lard with the leftover rice from yesterday and heated it on the stove, and then divided half of it to feed the noble black cat. Do you mean to eat these things all day long? ”

"Love to eat or not." Xie Qingning glanced at it and took the dishes and chopsticks to enjoy it by himself.

Although the black cat was angry, she also knew what kind of situation this girl was in at the moment, not to mention that it was lard bibimbap, but she sneaked into the big kitchen in the Xie family's mansion to steal it, otherwise they would all starve to death!

Thinking of the Xie family's ruthlessness and unrighteousness, the black cat asked angrily, "That Qin family, why did he have to drive you away?" ”

Xie Qingning, who was burying his head in the rice, stiffened his wrist, but did not raise his head, but replied in a muffled voice, "I don't know." ”

After living for two lifetimes, Xie Qingning really didn't understand why Qin Xue had to regard her as a thorn in her eye and a thorn in her flesh, let alone why she had to drive herself out of the house, could there be any grudge between her and her mother?

It's a pity that she couldn't find the answer to this question in her previous life, because by the time she returned home, the Qin family had already died of illness, and the grave was overgrown with weeds half a person high.

After the meal, Xie Qingning was still sitting under the camphor tree in the courtyard and concentrating on cultivation, after all, time was pressing, she had to race against time, and she couldn't relax for a moment.

The black cat jumped onto the stone table with the shabby cotton coat it had snatched as a special seat cushion, still closing its eyes and pretending to sleep, and the two did not invade each other, but also revealed a quiet harmony.

When Xie Huazhao took Lan Yongzhi and ran to the bamboo courtyard, he saw such a picture.

The golden glow sprinkled all over the small courtyard, looking exceptionally warm and quiet, and six-year-old Xie Qingning was sitting cross-legged under the tree, looking calm, like a perfect jade carving.

The branches and leaves of the camphor tree above her head have long shown a withered yellow color, and the fallen leaves continue to drift and fall, but this autumn gloom is in stark contrast to her calm face, especially on her delicate skin like snow, the color of her cheeks is as pink and tender as a newborn baby, the facial features that have not yet grown are delicate and small, the closed phoenix eyes are as narrow as a line, and the fine eyelashes are like a fan trembling, like a butterfly flapping its wings, about to fly to the distant sky, from then on, the sky is high and the sea is wide, unrestrained.

Xie Huazhao blinked his eyes, and couldn't help but praise, "I heard them all talking about the youngest monk in our Xie Clan's bamboo courtyard this morning, with a great future, and he is as beautiful as a flower, and he will definitely captivate the country and the city in the future, I still don't believe it, I think a six-year-old girl, how powerful and beautiful can she be?" I didn't expect that it was really not in vain at this time. If you wait a few more years, I'm afraid that you will really grow into a peerless beauty, but I'm afraid that Huayan's girl will have to stand aside. ”

Listening to the schadenfreude in his words, Lan Yongzhi beside him glanced at him indifferently, then pushed the door and entered the hospital, and asked not very politely, "Are you the Xie family girl who can conjure up a fire dragon spell just by introducing the spirit into the body?" I'm Lan Yongzhi, I want to learn from you! ”

"Huh?" Xie Huazhao was so shocked that his jaw was about to drop, where is there such a man who is so incomprehensible! How can you challenge a beautiful woman when you meet for the first time? Lan Yongzhi is afraid that he is in a hurry to cultivate and has already cultivated stupidly, right?

Thinking of this, a layer of black lines surged up on his head, and he hurriedly followed to Xie Qingning, who had already opened his eyes and looked a little inexplicable, "That, you have to be seventh in our family, then I will call you the seventh sister." Oh, by the way, I'm Xie Huazhao, the son of your third uncle, you should call me the third brother. ”

Xie Qingning seemed to have just recovered from her astonishment, she slowly stood up, stretched out her snow-white little hand and gently brushed away the fallen leaves on her shoulder, and then looked at the two uninvited guests.