It was also Daoist Cheng Hong who told him that Ren Fu was the murderer of his parents, and he was just a cultivator who happened to pass by.

Yajieyu never doubted.

Because, Cheng Hong Dao Chang doesn't dislike his fox demon body.

In the past, only his parents were kind to him like this. The other humans knew that he was a fox demon, and they all wanted to kill him.

How could Yajieyu doubt the master who treated her like a parent.

How could he have imagined that the mastermind of the slaughter of the village was the master himself.

How can it be.

But the fact is that he not only recognized the thief as his father, but also pretended to be a woman for the sake of this master, and slept patiently by the pillow of another enemy for five years.

Yajieyu's tone in the letter was calm, calm as if she was telling someone else's story.

At the end, he writes that he hopes to personally stab two enemies if possible.

Only in this sentence, it can be seen that his pen is sharp and he writes ruthlessly.

"We didn't even know about it." Empress Yin clutched her handkerchief, her eyes were slightly red, obviously she had secretly cried once before she came, "If only I could ask him earlier." ”

Yajieyu would leave by herself before, also because she wanted to come back alone for revenge.

Yes, thinking from Yajieyu's point of view, how could he tell Concubine An and Empress Yin at that time that he wanted to kill Ren Fu.

"Fortunately, he is willing to tell us about it." Xia Qingyang folded the letter and put it back in the envelope, sighing mixed with a little relief.

In fact, from the time when this letter was sent to their hands, it is not difficult to deduce that Yajieyu and they should have sent this reply letter two or three days after receiving the letter.

In the past two or three days, what kind of ideological struggle Yajieyu has experienced, Xia Qingyang doesn't know.

Because of Yajieyu's character, after learning the truth of the matter, it is possible to directly take revenge with a knife.

But in the end, he chose to tell them about it.

He even said that he wanted to kill the enemy himself at the end.

Isn't it tacit that he believes in their plans and is willing to act with the team?

Xia Qingyang is relieved of this.

The Yajieyu she was familiar with was finally back.

Empress Yin: "I'll write the reply this time, can I." ”

"Okay."

Xia Qingyang took out a blank letter paper from the space and spread it on the table.

It just so happened that at this time, Ren Yi had something to look for her and turned back.

Xia Qingyang went out to talk with Ren Yi.

When she came back, Empress Yin was still holding her pen and writing a reply.

Xia Qingyang originally thought that Empress Yin wanted to comfort Yajieyu.

However, she got up and walked to Queen Yin's side, and when she looked closely, she found that Queen Yin was seriously responding to Yajieyu's words of "personally stabbing the enemy".

I saw that Queen Yin wrote in her beautiful handwriting that Ren Fu's life could be handed over to Yajieyu to solve, but she had to be stabbed once or twice to vent her anger first.

Xia Qingyang: ?

She didn't hold back, and laughed out loud by holding Queen Yin's shoulders.

"Don't move, the words are going to be written crookedly." Empress Yin even complained in a gentle and gentle tone.

That's what Xia Qingyang laughed at.

"Has Sister Xuan ever killed someone?"

"Killed." Empress Yin felt as if she was being underestimated, straightened up, and looked at Xia Qingyang, "In the first few copies, with the silver needle launcher given by Mr. Qing, I killed more than Shuyu with a knife. ”

Wow, that's amazing.

Xia Qingyang sat back in the seat on the other side of the table, watched Empress Yin continue to write letters, and read for a long time before asking, "What does Sister Xuan think, how is Mr. Qing?" ”

"Mr. Qing...... People are very good, and when I was in the zombie dungeon, he gave me a lot of advice, which benefited me a lot. ”

Empress Yin said, raised her pen, rolled up her cuffs, and looked at the delicate and small silver needle launcher plus version on her wrist, "But it's not good to take other people's things for nothing...... Qingyang, you have a wide range of channels, you can help me inquire about how many gold coins this silver needle launcher usually sells. After leaving this copy, we sent the money to the family, and it was considered to be a favor. ”

There is no price for this thing in the market.

Obviously, Qingfeng specially customized it for her queen mother.

Moreover, Qingfeng probably wouldn't hope that this favor could be returned so quickly.

Xia Qingyang: "Yes, I also owe Mr. Qing a lot of favors. But I heard that Mr. Qing has always been casual in making friends and likes to look at the edge of his eyes. If we use money to repay this favor, will it make Mr. Qing unhappy? ”

Empress Yin paused slightly: "You have a point, it's me who owes it to consideration." So how should this favor be repaid? ”

"Well, when I leave this dungeon, I'll inquire about Mr. Qing's preferences."

"It's fine."

After chatting, Queen Yin focused on the desk again, and discussed with Yajieyu, who was separated by two places, how to "divide" the share of revenge against Ren Fu.

Xia Qingyang couldn't stop laughing.

-

Ren Yi asked Lin Menglong to investigate the location of the Fan Family Ancestral Hall, and Lin Menglong quickly brought back the results of the investigation.

So, early in the morning, Ren Yi called Xia Qingyang, and the two went together.

This Fan family ancestral hall is located outside the city of Quanling, at the foot of a mountain that can only be reached by riding a horse for two hours.

Although the courtyard gate is locked, with Ren Yi's light work, the courtyard wall that is so tall is obviously nothing.

The two entered the ancestral hall, and it was not difficult to see from the accumulated dust that no one had cleaned the ancestral hall for at least a few months.

"Look, it should be a fruit that is a specialty of the capital." Ren Yi walked to the offering table, looked at the offering fruit on the stand, and said.

Xia Qingyang: "Could it be that the last time someone came here, it was more than a year ago, Fan Xi came back from the capital to visit relatives." ”

"Quite possibly."

It seems that this Fan family really doesn't pay attention to their own ancestral temple.

"It's a remote place, there are no people around, and the Fan family rarely comes here to worship their ancestors." Xia Qingyang pondered, "Then if Fan Xi wants to move ground here and hide something, it is still very easy." ”

Without further ado, let's search.

Just like Xia Qingyang said, Fan Xi did not build the kind of high-end secret room in the script, which can only be opened after a few fiddling sessions.

But he was not small.

Under the table dedicated to the ancestors' tablets, a passage was built.

If you hadn't moved the table, you wouldn't have noticed.

"It seems that Fan Xi doesn't have much respect for his family's ancestors." Ren Yirui commented.

This passage is very narrow and dark, and Xia Qingyang has to take off his hat to pass through with difficulty.

When she held the fire fold, she finally came to the end little by little, and what appeared in front of her was a small door that was only half the height of an ordinary door.

And in a very conspicuous position in the small door, she immediately saw a bulge corresponding to the depression of the handle of the mirror.

"Your Highness, the mirror."

Xia Qingyang asked Ren Yi, who was walking behind, to come to the silver mirror.

Then, in response, insert the protrusion on the door into the recess of the mirror handle.

Tight-fitting.

She carefully grasped the mirror again, twisted it, and heard a click, and the lock was opened.

Xia Qingyang breathed a sigh of relief, put away the mirror, and then reached out to open the door.