After gossiping, Gu Mutian looked at Jiang Yi and Shangguan Yan and said:

"Then we'll go first."

Shangguan Yan nodded and admonished:

"Master, take care."

Seeing Gu Mutian and the old man on the frontier leaving, Jiang Yi looked at Bai Tong on the side and ordered:

"You go back with Bingxin first, Shangguan Yan and I still have things to do."

"Yes."

Bai Tong nodded respectfully and took Shen Bingxin back to the Yuelai Inn in Sifang City.

After Bai Tong and the two left, Jiang Yi turned his head and said to Shangguan Yan:

"Didn't you want to find out the truth of what happened back then and Sima Changfeng's true identity? I walked around the city yesterday, and I got a piece of news that should be useful to you. ”

Shangguan Yan asked, "What's the news?" ”

"Ouyang Feiying's wife, Lady Yuzhu, is now meditating in the Shuiyue Nunnery outside the city, she may know the inside story of what happened back then, we can ask her."

"Aunt Flower Butterfly?"

Shangguan Yan remembered the past scenes when she was a child with Mrs. Yuzhu, and muttered a sentence with a rather stunned expression, and only came back to her senses after a while, and said calmly:

"Okay, then let's go to Shuiyuean and inquire first."

At that moment, Jiang Yi and Shangguan Yan set off directly, exerting light skills and walking in the direction of Shuiyue Nunnery.

Yesterday afternoon, Jiang Yi inquired about the location of Shuiyue Nunnery, and knew that it was located on a hillside in the south of Sifang City, in a green bamboo forest, with a quiet and elegant environment, and few people visited.

About a quarter of an hour later, Jiang Yi and the others arrived outside the Water Moon Nunnery.

A little nun was sweeping the fallen leaves in the open space outside the nunnery, and judging by her immature appearance, she should not be more than twenty years old.

After Jiang Yi stepped forward to say hello, he asked in a low voice:

"Dare to ask Mrs. Yuzhu if she is in the nunnery?"

The little nun looked stunned at first, looked at Jiang Yi and the two vigilantly, then shook her head and said:

"There is no Lady Yuzhu in the small nunnery who is here to cultivate."

Jiang Yi and Shangguan Yan glanced at each other and exchanged glances, and both of them saw that this little nun was lying and what she said was untrue.

However, Jiang Yi didn't pierce the other party's meaning, but just said with a puzzled expression:

"yes, it looks like I got it wrong and bothered."

The little nun politely folded her hands together and said softly:

"Donor walks slowly."

Jiang Yi and Shangguan Yan turned to leave, and after stepping out of the little nun's sight, they swept over the woods on the side, flew straight over the courtyard wall on the side of Shuiyue Nunnery, and entered the nunnery.

The water moon nunnery is quiet and silent, the atmosphere is peaceful and tranquil, and there are no people in sight.

Dodo, dodo!

Recruiting land, a distant sound of wooden fish came from a large hall.

Jiang Yi and the others followed the sound to the door of the main hall, and saw a female monk in a gray robe with her back to them, kneeling in the hall and knocking on the wooden fish, silently reciting Buddhist scriptures.

Jiang Yi didn't hide his footsteps anymore, and after walking into the door, he called softly:

"Lady Yuzhu."

After hearing the voice, the female layman slowly turned around, looked at Jiang Yi and the two asked suspiciously:

"Who are the two of you, and what are you doing here?"

Shangguan Yan looked at Mrs. Yuzhu with a complicated expression, once upon a time the other party was still her aunt and had a close relationship with her, but now she has become the wife of her enemy.

"Shangguan Yan."

She gave her name in a cold tone.

"Are you...... Little Yan'er? ”

Yuzhu's eyes widened when he heard this, and he looked at Shangguan Yan in disbelief.

Shangguan Yan's expression was calm: "It's me." ”

Mrs. Yuzhu couldn't hold back any longer when she heard this, hugged Shangguan Yan excitedly, and said happily:

"Little Yan'er, Aunt Flower Butterfly misses you so much, it's good to see you."

Shangguan Yan wanted to break free, but feeling the strange and familiar embrace of Madame Yuzhu, she still stood and did not move after all.

After a while, Mrs. Yuzhu calmed down her excitement, took Shangguan Yan's hand, and asked amiably:

"Xiao Yan'er, how have you been doing in the past fifteen years?"

Shangguan Yan frowned, not knowing how to answer.

When Mrs. Yuzhu looked at her expression, she also knew that her problem was inappropriate, how could a seven or eight-year-old girl suddenly have a good life, it is not easy to live until now.

She remembered what happened in Sifang City fifteen years ago, and couldn't help but sigh faintly, and said apologetically:

"Xiao Yan'er, I owe you too much."

"You're not wrong, it's Ouyang Fei who is wrong...... It's Uncle Ouyang. ”

Shangguan Yan originally wanted to call Ouyang Feiying's name directly, and after thinking about his father's will, he finally changed his words temporarily.

Mrs. Yuzhu was overjoyed when she heard this, and asked with some hesitation:

"You call him uncle, are you willing to forgive him for his mistakes?"

Hearing Mrs. Yuzhu's words, Jiang Yi almost laughed, this Mrs. Yuzhu was really a virgin, and she even opened her mouth to ask Shangguan Yan to forgive an enemy who had ruined her family.

Hehe!

He sneered and said:

"Doesn't Lady Yuzhu feel that her words are shameful?"

Yuzhu's expression froze when he heard this, and he also felt a little ashamed in his heart. After settling down, he remembered that he didn't know Jiang Yi's identity yet, so he looked at Shangguan Yan and asked:

"Xiao Yan'er, who is this son?"

Shangguan Yan was about to introduce, and Jiang Yi preemptively said:

"I am Huangfu Renhe."

"What? You are Renhe. ”

When Mrs. Yuzhu heard this, her heart felt like a monstrous wave, and she cried out in a lost voice.

Shangguan Yan had heard Jiang Yi talk about it before, and he pretended to be the young master, so he didn't show any different colors.

After a while, Mrs. Yuzhu calmed down, and with a happy look, she said happily:

"It's great that you're still alive, and seeing you now, the third brother will definitely be very pleased."

"Quick, let my aunt take a good look at you, you have suffered a lot over the years, right?"

Jiang Yi raised his hand, stopped Mrs. Yuzhu's approaching movements, and said coldly:

"No need."

Mrs. Yuzhu felt Jiang Yi's indifference, and couldn't help but stop in her tracks, and then said apologetically:

"Renhe, it's your aunt and your uncle who are sorry for you."

Shangguan Yan couldn't bear to see her sad, so she could only say:

"It's all Uncle Ouyang's fault, and it has nothing to do with you."

After Madame Yuzhu sighed, she led the two of them to the compartment on the side of the main hall, looked at the three spiritual seats on the offering table, and said faintly:

"In the past fifteen years, I have been accompanied by green lanterns, eating fasting and reciting Buddha, just to wash away the sins on him."

Shangguan Yan couldn't help but feel a sour feeling in her heart when she looked at her father's spiritual position, and tears appeared in her beautiful eyes.

Jiang Yi just sneered and expressed his disdain for Mrs. Yuzhu's words:

"Ouyang Feiying killed his sworn brother for the sake of power, and I am afraid that this sin cannot be washed away."

Shangguan Yan also felt cold in his heart when he heard his words, and didn't want to talk more about the past and reminisce about the past with Yuzhu, so he just asked coldly:

"I'm here today to ask the layman, whether Sima Changfeng is the descendant of the Sima family back then, why does he say that the tragedy of the Sima family was committed by his father?"

"Sima Changfeng?"

Yuzhu muttered two sentences, and then asked about the ghost's sorrowful appearance and age, and then with a thoughtful look, he muttered:

"Could it be that they changed his name, Sima Changfeng - Sima Chengfeng, it must be like this."

Shangguan Yan looked at her thoughtful and muttered to herself, and couldn't help asking:

"What do you think of?"

Yuzhu lady 正色 says:

"Yan'er, if what I expected is correct, Sima Changfeng is the Sima Chengfeng of the year, so you must not be the enemy of Sima Changfeng."