Frowning, Xu Xingguang went back to the master bedroom with Huo Wen'an, and she saw the storage box in front of the dressing cabinet at a glance.

"Brother Drunk, go take a bath first."

Huo Wen'an knew that she needed space to be alone, so she said, "Then I'll go first, do you need to put bath water for you now?" ”

"I'll do it myself."

"Done."

Xu Xingguang opened the storage box and found that it contained several precious bags that Mo Yinshu had collected before her death, as well as a bunch of letters written to her by her loyal readers.

There were so many letters, many of them that they didn't have time to unpack.

In addition, there are several notebooks of notes, which contain fragments of inspiration recorded by Mo Yinshu during his creation.

Mo Yinshu writes manuscripts on the computer, but she still retains the habit of recording inspirations and outlines in a notebook.

Each author has his own creative habits, and what Mo Yin writes in the book are the fragments of words she captures when she is inspired.

Xu Xingguang looked through them carefully, and through those words, she could imagine the imagination in Mo Yinshu's mind when she wrote them.

But there is nothing special about the contents of these notebooks.

Packing all the things back into the basket, Xu Xingguang carried the box to the small attic on the third floor. Items that are not useful at home and are reluctant to lose are generally placed in this house.

The attic has no windows, and the light is dim, except for a few glazed tiles on the roof, which can let in some light. She placed the box in the corner of the attic, turned and walked a few steps out, holding the doorknob in her hand to close it, when she suddenly stopped again.

That's not right.

The last time she went back to Xu's house, she had obviously packed all the things her mother left at Xu's house and took them away, except for the few bags that were carried by You Jingqiu, and she hated dirty and disgusting bags.

So where were these envelopes and notebooks originally placed? Why didn't she find out?

Thinking of this, Xu Xingguang took out his mobile phone and made a call to Xu Zeqing after a long absence.

After Xu Zeqing and Hong Ruhai left Shenyin Island, they returned to Xu's house and lived with Xu Qingnian.

When he received Xu Xingguang's call, Xu Zeqing was cooking breakfast, he steamed three corns, and mixed a bag of sesame paste for Xu Qingnian. He is not good at cooking, Hong Ruhai doesn't have to cook on Shenyin Island, his cooking skills are even worse than him, Xu Zeqing has become the cook of the family.

After receiving Xu Xingguang's call, Xu Zeqing was stunned for a while, then quickly wiped his hands and carefully connected the phone. "Hello? Is it Starlight? ”

Xu Xingguang asked him straight to the point: "The last time I went back to Xu's house, I took all my mother's things with me, where did you find those things you sent over yesterday?" ”

Xu Zeqing immediately explained to her, "Have you forgotten, the attic is your childhood game room, your mother often accompanies you to play games and tell stories there, and under the attic wardrobe, it is where you hide and hide things." I cleaned up my house the other day, only to find that there were a lot of letters in it that had been sent to her by your mother's readers. ”

"I didn't open a single one, I sent it to you at the behest of your uncle and grandfather." In fact, when Xu Zeqing saw these things, his first reaction was to burn them.

It was Hong Ruhai who said that these things are relics of Mo Yinshu, maybe Starlight has another use.

Xu Xingguang's identity is not what it used to be, Xu Zeqing didn't dare to offend her at all, thinking that what his uncle said was very reasonable, so he packed them up and gave them to Xu Xingguang.

Xu Xingguang really forgot.

It's been too long and too long to reincarnate in another world, so long that she can't remember the appearance of Mo Yinshu, and where do you remember hiding cats and playing games when she was a child?

"Okay, I see."

Resolutely hung up the phone, Xu Xingguang opened the lid of the storage box again, flipped out the notebook inside, and put them side by side up.

If you look closely, you really found something unusual by it.

These notebooks are products made by different manufacturers, but in the lower right corner of their backs, there is a row of the same number printed -

717700

This in itself is abnormal.

Looking at the pile of mail stacked together in the mailbox, Xu Xingguang thought of something, quickly rummaged through it, and sure enough, she found a letter with the sender's zip code of 717700.

The envelope was in an ordinary style, the sender was a reader named 'Water Lily', and the recipient was Mo Yinshu.

It really looks like a letter from an ordinary reader to a favorite author. ’

Opening the envelope, Xu Xingguang was surprised to find that the handwriting on the letterhead was exactly the same as the handwriting on Mo Yinshu's notebook.

This reader, called 'Water Lily', is basically Mo Yinshu himself.

In order to avoid the existence of the letter, she deliberately sent a letter to herself disguised as a reader.

Mo Yinshu's handwriting is as slender as a pine and cypress, which seems to be slender, but in fact it is powerful.

She wrote—

[See the word as face.]

Starlight, when you read this letter, you must have woken up, and I'm afraid I'm already unlucky.

Lately, I've had a feeling of unease, as if I'm stumbling through the fog, and outside the fog, a pair of eyes are watching me indifferently.

My intuition tells me that there are people around me who want to persecute me.

I don't know who that person is, and I don't know what I'm going through, but my mother really can't feel at ease.

Mom doesn't know if there will be a day when she will see you wake up, just in case, so she can only write what I want to say to you in a letter.

Starlight, don't be surprised that you're going to see a lot of incredible things to come.

The world we live in is just a well-crafted false world called the mundane world. Outside of the mundane world, there is another powerful and mysterious divine martial world. 】

Through a 2,000-word description, Mo Yinshu told Xu Xingguang what she knew about the secular world and the martial world.

In the second half of the letter, she wrote: "When my mother was young, because of her strong and stubborn personality, she had a disagreement with your grandfather, and ran away from home for decades, and her grandfather never forgave her.

When I insisted on marrying your father, your grandfather scolded me on the phone for being stupid and that sooner or later I would suffer the consequences. It wasn't until years later that I discovered that your father had embezzled our fortune to help another woman start a beauty salon, and I realized that he had never been loyal to me.

I felt remorseful, but it was too late.

Xu Zeqing is not a good person, but your existence is the only consolation in my life.

A few years ago, when your grandfather recontacted me and told me that you were the only 'transformer' among the many test subjects in their research institute who had grown up smoothly and had not changed in any way, I knew that you were different.

Starlight, if you could, Mom would rather you be an ordinary person for the rest of your life and live an ordinary life.

But I can't, and neither can you.

The stars never fall, and hope never ends, this is the meaning of your grandfather's name Starlight.

You are the strongest weapon created by the world, your mission is to save the world, and you are destined to live an ordinary life.

Mom feels sorry for you, but Mom can only ruthlessly send you on this road of no return.

Spiritual immortality is your supernatural ability, you must keep this secret and don't tell anyone!

Remember!

By the way, I found out a piece of news today, and I learned that your senior sister Zhang Zhiyi actually died of depression in the winter when she was 15 years old. Over the years, the identity of the woman who was sponsored by me and recognized me as a teacher was extremely suspicious!

If you meet her, be alert! 】

After reading this letter, Xu Xingguang was quite calm, after all, she already knew what was written in Mo Yin's letter.

She burned the letter, locked the attic, and when she went downstairs back to the master bedroom, Huo Wen'an had already taken a shower and her hair was half-dry. Seeing her go back to the room, her expression was as usual, but her pace was much slower than usual, Huo Wenan knew that she was thinking about something.

didn't ask her what she was thinking, Huo Wenan turned around and went back to the room directly and put hot water.

Xu Xingguang came to the bathroom and suddenly hugged Huo Wen'an's waist from behind.

Huo Wenan didn't dare to move.

Xu Xingguang buried his head in the bathrobe on his back, and said a little tiredly, "You wash my hair." ”

Huo Wen'an was stunned.

He stared at the bathtub, his throat rolling slightly a few times before asking, "In the tub?" ”

"Hmm."

"Okay."

Huo Wen'an walked out of the bathroom first, and when Xu Xingguang tidied up and entered the bathtub, he re-entered.

Xu Xingguang took off very cleanly, she lay in the bathtub, covered her delicate body with a white bath towel, leaned on the neck pillow, and her delicate body was not exposed too much.

Huo Wen'an breathed a sigh of relief, sat down on the stool with his foot, and picked up the shower to wash her hair.

"Wash it slowly, I think it's okay."

"Hmm."

Huo Wenxin washed her hair without distraction, and when she washed it for the second time, she heard Xu Xingguang say: "The real Zhang Zhiyi died of depression in the winter as early as the age of 15. ”

The movement of massaging the head paused, and soon resumed.

Huo Wenan said: "So the current city lord's wife is a counterfeit product. ”

"Hmm."

Xu Xingguang put her hands on her abdomen, her fingertips tapping gently, and she said: "As soon as I woke up last year, she went to see me in the hospital and revealed to me the suspicion of my mother's death. I also apologized for not being able to stop Jiang Heng from hurting me. ”

"She said that she didn't have a foothold in the Xiahou family, and she couldn't completely stiffen the relationship between the Xiahou family and the Jiang family for the sake of me."

"I understand that she is just my senior sister, and she herself has a difficult life in the Xiahou family, and she really can't draw a line with the Jiang family for me. But I really don't have any thoughts in my heart? Not necessarily not. ”

With a long sigh, Xu Xingguang sighed with emotion: "Let's not say that the friendship between the Xiahou family and the Jiang family is not very deep, let's just say that Jiang Heng deceived me, and the Jiang family can't stand up to it." If she really wants to help me, she only needs to persuade Xiahou Shang to make a big deal about it, and the Jiang family is forced by public opinion, and Jiang Heng can only stop. ”

"In the final analysis, it's Zhang Zhiyi who doesn't take my life or death seriously."

After thinking about everything, Xu Xingguang also had the answer in his heart. "I just don't know if our city lord already knows the face of the city lord's wife."

Hearing this, Huo Wen'an said, "Then let's help her?" ”

Huo Wen'an's dark eyes soaked in mist had a hazy charm and indescribable ruthlessness.

"Okay, it's up to you."

*

Castle Lord's Mansion.

It was close to noon, and the staff of the City Lord's Mansion were ready to get off work and go to dinner, when the minister of the statistics department stepped on a pair of ten-centimeter black high heels and pushed open the glass door of the secretary's office.

She put a document on the desk No. 5 and said to the handsome young man sitting behind the desk: "Secretary You, last time the city lord asked for a comprehensive check of all the cases in Yujiang City in the past 20 years, all those who have died but have not registered their death certificates at the police station, and have taken the opportunity to defraud the government of subsidies. This is the list that has been sent in after a thorough check. ”

You Jiaoyang swept towards the document and asked softly and elegantly: "How many people are there?" ”

The minister's face was slightly confused, and he whispered: "3,890 people." ”

"Heh" You Jiaoyang laughed meaninglessly.

After so many years of cheating on the grant, that's really a lot of money.

I don't know whose pocket this money has fallen into.

The minister understood the meaning of You Jiaoyang's laughter, and she blushed and said: "This is indeed an oversight of our statistics department, but the previous city lord didn't care much about this matter, and the previous minister didn't grasp it so strictly, so this can't be pushed on my head." ”

Shaking his head, You Jiaoyang didn't say anything, he opened the document and glanced at it quickly.

When his gaze swept over a certain list, You Jiaoyang's brown eyes narrowed slightly, and he said to the minister, "Go down, I'll help you deliver this document to the city lord." ”

Hearing this, the minister breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank you, Secretary You, I'll invite you to drink when I turn around."

"I can't stand it."

You Jiaoyang got up and took the document and walked to Xiahou Shang's office.

Affected by You Mingyue's plagiarism incident, You Jiaoyang's reputation is not very good, but fortunately, he competed for himself, passed the civil service examination of the City Lord's Mansion, and became the No. 5 secretary of the City Lord's Mansion Secretary's Office.

Although Xiahou Shang looked down on You Mingyue and Xu Zeqing's style, he admired You Jiaoyang very much.

"Secretary You." Xiahou Shang had just taken off his glasses and was rubbing his tired eyebrows, when he saw You Jiaoyang walking in, he put his glasses back on and asked him, "What are you holding in your hand?" ”

"Lord of the city, this is a document sent by the Minister of Statistics, and after checking, it is confirmed that there are a total of 3,890 deceased people who have not declared their deaths and cheated on the list of insurance."

Hearing this number, Xiahou Shang's face turned cold, and he stretched out his left hand towards You Jiaoyang.

You Jiaoyang handed the document to Xiahou Shang, and when he saw that the light was too dazzling, he picked up the remote control and closed the tulle curtain in the office.

The light in the room suddenly softened, Xiahou Shang glanced up at You Jiaoyang, and suddenly said, "I saw a psychology book on your desk that day, do you still have a dabbling in psychology?" ”

Hearing this, You Jiaoyang said: "Being a psychologist is my former employment ideal. ”

"Then how did you change careers?"

You Jiaoyang said: "This is my mother's expectation. ”

Nodding, Xiahou Shang said, "I've been feeling upset and dreaming a lot lately. You've studied psychology, tell me, what is this phenomenon? ”

You Jiaoyang said: "I am upset and dreamy, so I still have to go to the hospital for a check-up." Could it be a nervous breakdown? ”

Xiahou Shang chuckled, "You're right that you didn't become a psychiatrist." ”

This level is not enough.

Xiahou Shang flipped through the documents, single-mindedly and said, "It may be that the old mother in the family is giving birth again, and the pressure is great." Shaking his head, Xiahou Shang laughed self-deprecatingly: "Even if it's me, I can't escape the fate of being born." ”

Trying to get pregnant?

You Jiaoyang said: "At the age of the city lord, if you have a plan to have a child, you can also prepare. ”

Xiahou Shang is in his thirties and can also have children.

"Madame is busy with work, and she runs on both sides of the Yujiang River in Kyoto, so it is not suitable for pregnancy at this time. Besides, the City Lord's Mansion is busy with affairs, and it is not a good time to have children. ”

After speaking, Xiahou Shang looked up at You Jiaoyang, and said with a smile: "You are almost 24, right?" Do you have a girlfriend? ”

Xiahou Shang had never seen You Jiaoyang get along with a girl, nor had he seen him answer a girl's call, so he thought that he had no partner. Xiahou Shang said: "There are a few girls in my family, and they all have good appearance and character, do you think you are free to meet together?" ”

Xiahou Shang is very optimistic about You Jiaoyang, this child.

He intends to train You Jiaoyang to be his right-hand man, and he can trust the girls of his family to marry You Jiaoyang.

But You Jiaoyang shook his head and said coldly: "I don't have a girlfriend, but the owner has one." ”

Xiahou Shang: !

He was stunned, "What's that?" He suspected he had misheard.

You Jiaoyang said: "Gold master." ”

is obviously a very shameful relationship, but You Jiaoyang said the pride and joy of the "wife" to the "gold master".

Xiahou Shang was incredulous, "You mean, you were taken care of?" Xiahou Shang pushed the temples and asked in a trance: "Dare to ask, is the gold owner a man or a woman?" ”

You Jiaoyang, this kid is good-looking, with broad shoulders and narrow waist and long legs, he is a kaolin flower in the City Lord's Mansion, and many unmarried women in the City Lord's Mansion have a good impression of him.

A young man of his appearance will attract the attention of many jackals, tigers and leopards.

You Jiaoyang said calmly: "She is a very domineering woman. ”

The image of a fat woman with a double chin who loved to abuse the poor little poor woman with a whip in his mind flashed in Xiahou Shang's mind.

But he couldn't figure it out.

"You are young, you have a look, a talent and an identity, why do you want to be a person." The three words canary, Xiahou Shang was embarrassed to say it in front of You Jiaoyang.

You Jiaoyang explained calmly: "When my sister had an accident, she needed money. ”

Xiahou Shang raised his eyebrows.

He was in the Xiahou clan and had never been troubled by money, and when he heard You Jiaoyang's reason, he felt both ridiculous and helpless.

"You're a good brother, and I've wronged you." Xiahou Shang said generously: "If you need it, I can lend you money." "Pay back the money, break off with the gold owner, and be a good young man who is free and easy.

Xiahou Shang wanted to save You Jiaoyang from fire and water.

But You Jiaoyang wanted to burn to death in that fire, he said: "No, she is to me. Pretty good. ”

Xiahou Shang was a little skeptical about life.

"You get out." He wants to be quiet.

Nodding, You Jiaoyang walked out of the office with an indifferent expression.

Xiahou Shang was in a trance for a while before he calmed down, and he returned his attention to the document. The more he saw the list, the more ugly his expression became, and he was even more furious when he found out that someone had died 20 years ago and had not even declared his death.

"It's not like that!"

Xiahou Shang held back his anger and continued to read.

When his eyes fell on the three words 'Zhang Zhiyi', Xiahou Shang's first reaction was funny.

There was someone who had the same name as his wife.

But when he read the identity information of the deceased, he could no longer maintain his calm.

"This"

Xiahou Shang put down the document in disbelief, raised his head, looked at the tulle curtain on the left, and the dignified and intellectual appearance of his lover appeared in his mind, and his back was cold.

Before getting married, his grandfather had sent someone to investigate Zhang Zhiyi's life history, and the results of the investigation showed that Zhang Zhiyi was not suspicious, so they were allowed to get married.

But right now, Zhang Zhiyi's name is recorded on this death list.

Then this document, and the information investigated by the grandfather, one of them must be fake.

Today, it's more than 5,000 words.