The letter said:

My daughter, Zhao Di, is now living on a farm in the countryside, being raised by a loyal, hard-working and simple old couple. She was very observant, quick and accurate, and had a sturdy and nimble body like a circus performer, so I often made fun of her for being able to walk lightly and not really moving at all. She could even make out objects in the darkness, almost like a kitten.

I fervently hope that the war will soon be over and that I will return to my dear wife and beautiful daughter. I also have to ask Zhao Di to help me find the place where the treasure is hidden, and when the time comes, I may need you to help me.

"My mother, who my father thinks about day and night, has passed away due to illness......" Zhao Di's eyes were filled with tears, and she whimpered and said:

"And...... My father also passed away...... He gave his life for his country. Zhao Di finally couldn't help but lie on the table and cry bitterly. Mrs. Meng De wiped her tears with a handkerchief and gently patted Zhao Di's shoulder.

"Sacrifice for the country? Really?"

Meng De said to himself as if he had something on his mind. Although his voice was low, it was still heard by the quick-witted Zhao Di.

"You're saying that my father didn't die of his injuries......?" Zhao Di raised her tearful face, stared at Meng De and asked.

"Ah, no, no, not exactly......"

"Uncle, how the hell did my father die?"

Meng De did not answer her immediately. The expression on his face seemed to be heartbroken, his two teary eyes were confused and empty, he stared at Zhao Di for a long time, and finally made up his mind, took out another letter and handed it to Zhao Di. Tell her:

One morning, Yun Qing suddenly died in a bed in a field hospital. He was proven to have died violently the night before. The military doctor was very surprised, because judging from the injury, he was not seriously wounded, and he would not die from the deterioration of his injuries. The nurse found the letter from his hospital bed. The things written in the letter were so bizarre that the military doctors thought he was insane and was talking nonsense. ”

It was a scribbled letter, scribbled in a few places, but it was clear that it had come from my father. Zhao Di's hands trembled, opened the letter, and read down sadly:

Oh! It's horrible! …… Could it be that I had a nightmare? Or is it really something so terrible that has happened? But mine does hear and see!

The two brothers who lived in the same ward were both immersed in sweet dreams, and the voice I heard was the voice of a man, in the room? Is it inside the ward? No, no, it should be in the yard.

The voice was low and hoarse, and it was so close, just under the window, that I listened...... Suddenly, in the darkness, the window was gently pushed open, and no sound came out.

Suddenly, an arm came in from the outside, and the hand rubbed against the small table inside the window, and the room was dark, but I saw it.

That arm is strong, wow! He tried to open the drawer, which contained my valuable gold coin. I tried to shout for help, but I couldn't make a sound, I couldn't move, and I was so stiff that I felt like I was being tied to a hospital bed.

I struggled with all my strength and was sweating profusely. Is it a nightmare? No! This is a real reality! But how bizarre it was, it was pitch black in the room, and how could I see it? Ah, another arm sticking out of the window, as if it was still holding something in the palm of his hand...... It was a small bottle, and he poured the liquid into the cup on the table.

It must have been poison, I wanted to scream, but I couldn't make a sound. My throat was so hot that I couldn't even breathe...... I strained to open my eyes, and the arm reached over and took something out of the drawer...... Yes! My Coins!

This arm has a tattoo on it! On the left arm, exactly like the pirate's tattoo...... Ah, I see, the tattooed text is the same line on the gold coin...... Luck is in the thrifty hall. Oh! Oh, my God!

This confusing letter was written and suddenly disappeared.

Zhao Di seemed to have stopped breathing, couldn't breathe, couldn't say a word, although her eyes were wide open, but it was hollow.

Seeing this, Mrs. Mengde hurriedly poured a glass of water for her. After a while, Zhao Di suddenly realized, sighed and said:

"My father wasn't in a bad mood and wasn't having nightmares. He saw the terrible fact that the gold coins he held up as treasures had been stolen. My father said in his last letter to you that his injuries were not severe, so how could he suddenly deteriorate and die? He probably wouldn't drink the poison in the cup, so he must have been assassinated in the middle of the night.

"I must find out the real cause of my father's death, find out the culprit of my father's murder, and also get back that mysterious gold coin!"

Zhao Di's words are full of perseverance and determination to die without regrets.

"I understand your feelings very well, but how can a young and simple girl like you go to this Longtan Tiger's Den alone?" Meng De said worriedly.

"Thank you for your care and love. However, my father's murderer is my enemy, and I must take revenge! I'm sure the killer must be lurking around here, and I'm sure there's treasure hidden in the house. Because the same inscription is engraved on the Buddha statue in the fountain of the garden, and there is still a man digging for treasure under the cliff, I think that man must have killed my father!

"Uncle and aunt, I must find out the real murderer of my father and avenge my father. I solemnly swear to the heavenly spirit of my deceased father! ”

Zhao Di clenched her teeth, her heart was heartbroken, and her tears were about to fall again.

"I see! I can understand your feelings, and I will do my best to help you find the culprit. However, it's not early now, you go get some sleep, and we'll talk about other things tomorrow! ”

Meng De said sincerely.

"I've prepared a bedroom for you, upstairs, go and rest!\" said Madame de Monde.

"No need, thank you, ma'am! I think it would be easier for me to go back to the caravan and sleep with the little ones! ”

Although Zhao Di refused to accept it, Mrs. Meng De still called the maid and ordered her to take Zhao Di to the bedroom on the third floor. There are three rooms on the third floor, one for Wang Qiang and the other for Lang Xiaobai to rest.

The maid ushered Zhao Di to the third room.

Wang Qiang and Lang Xiaobai had already fallen asleep, and there was no movement at all.

Zhao Di pondered in the room for a moment, then gently descended from the upper floors and into the garden.