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Lu Zhiyi stayed in the master bedroom for a long time.

At the door of the room, the old housekeeper and Meng Xizhou stood there. The woman's eyes were red, and her face was expressionless, but she kept crying.

"Housekeeper, what about my birthday gift from my grandfather?"

"In the next room, Miss, come with me."

Next door is the study.

The desk is full of toys. The wardrobe is full of princess dresses, and the sofa is lined with shiny hairpins.

They were all played, worn, and worn by Lu Zhiyi when he was a child.

Old Man Lu collected them one by one.

"The old man's body was not good a few years ago, and he secretly let the doctor hang with medicine. He was reluctant to let you go, he always told me, what if he left and someone bullied you? ”

The old housekeeper brought a black box and gave it to Meng Xizhou, "Miss, this is what the old man brought back from Nanshan that year." ”

"Uh-huh......" The woman's tail note dragged on for a long time.

His eyes fell on the scene and object in the house, his eyes went black, and the whole person fell.

"Miss!"

"Miss!"

Meng Xizhou and the old butler's voices sounded together.

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When Lu Zhiyi woke up, it was already noon.

Very quiet all around.

Her face was pale, her lips were dry, and she was very emaciated.

"Drink some water." Meng Xizhou sat on the edge of the bed with a glass of water and fed her a few mouthfuls.

"Where's Grandpa?" She looked up at him.

Meng Xizhou has been by Lu Zhiyi's side for more than ten years, and he has only recently seen her fragile side. At this moment, she looked at him with a pair of cat's eyes, which made people feel distressed.

"The old man has passed away, and now he has gone to the Lu family ancestral hall, and the old man has summoned all the Lu family members who are far away overseas to come back and hold a funeral."

In order to divert her attention, Meng Xizhou gave her the black box. "Miss, this is something left by the old man."

What Nanshan brought back.

Lu Zhiyi roughly guessed something.

She took it and used the key to open the lock and lift the lid.

At the top is a blood-stained piece of birth written in red letters on black paper. There are two, one is hers, and the other is unknown to Lu Zhiyi.

But at this birthday, she felt a little familiar.

She flipped down a little further and saw some Buddhist mantras, fate, soul, and sorrow. At the bottom was a white note written in Tibetan, and she pulled it out and gave it to Meng Xizhou.

"You know Tibetan, translate it."

Meng Xizhou took it and looked at it carefully: "At three o'clock in the year, the young daughter of the Lu family walked on the Huangquan Road and lost her soul. At the ugly moment, the Bai orphans picked up their souls. ”

"The soul enters each body, each life is well, the main and deputy do not rush, and from then on they will grow old."

Bai's orphans.

Lu Zhiyi took a second look at the somewhat familiar birthday year, this is Bai Mu's birth date.

The Buddha said that if a person loses any of the three souls and seven spirits, he will become demented. However, just find a host and store the soul.

Therefore, Bai Mu is the host.

No wonder Bai Mu is not in good health, since the first time Lu Zhi saw her, he could see that she was a sick man who had not lived long. After the seizure, her illness was completely cured.

The host's own soul was suppressed, and only Lu Zhiyi's soul controlled her actions, so she was sick, fragile and timid.

Now everything is back to the way it was, it's all restored.

Lu Zhiyi sat on the edge of the bed, and she suddenly smiled.

Nanfeng fell in love with Bai Mu, probably he didn't know it himself, the object of his love was just wearing Bai Mu's skin, and her personality, thinking, and emotions were all her Lu Zhiyi, right?

If he knew, he should be angry, and he couldn't get rid of her.

"Miss, are you alright?" Seeing her laughing, Meng Xizhou was worried.

"It's okay, let's go to the ancestral hall."