Chapter Seventy-Three: Yin Yin'er
After Ben Dezi finished speaking, he took the lead out of the cave, Ji Lingruo took a deep look at the tablets placed on the table, and walked out of the cave with Chen Ping.
At this time, Chen Ping really didn't know how to comfort Ji Lingruo, but he just grabbed Ji Lingruo's hand tightly, as if telling her that as long as I was there, there would be nothing.
Ben Dezi has been leading the way in front, Chen Ping and Ji Lingruo and Zhang Junren, the head of Yuantian, have been following him, and soon, Chen Ping saw a small valley in front of him from a distance, which was the same as the place he saw in the picture.
Bendezi also found such a place, landed on the outside of the valley, walked in with a few people on foot, and found that this place was the same as in the picture, but it was very strange, there was no sign of a fight here, Bendezi was very strange, could it be that the calculation would be wrong?
As for Chen Ping and Ji Lingruo, they didn't pay attention to the signs of fighting, but stared blankly at the lonely tomb not far in front of them, although it was a lonely tomb, because in such a big valley, there was only such a tomb, which was so lonely, but looking around, it was so beautiful.
There are flowers, grass, ponds, just like a fairyland on earth, and there are no weeds on the grave, even if it is more than a foot away from the grave, there are no weeds, look at this, it is often cleaned, the tombstone is made of a piece of marble and cut flatly, and the dragon and phoenix dance on it are engraved with a few and the tablet that Ji Lingruo saw in the cave just now, "The tomb of the beloved wife Yin Yin'er" The only difference is that there is one more inscription, only one word "Qing".
When I entered and saw this, I was already crying, who else could the word "Qing" represent, it must be my father, so which person fell asleep in the grave was my mother.
But, but, I haven't seen you yet, why are you dead, Ji Lingruo shouted helplessly.
"Who" A voice broke the peace, Ji Lingruo also stopped crying, and looked at Chen Ping strangely, even Ben Dezi and Zhang Junren, who were still looking on the side, also looked at Chen Ping strangely.
"Hehe, you kid, why are your senses so keen, at your age, your cultivation, why do you feel my existence?" A majestic voice sounded behind Chen Ping, and the tone seemed to be full of appreciation and curiosity for Chen Ping.
"It turned out to be really you. Bendeko looked at this person and said in a strange tone.
Chen Ping looked at the person in front of him, giving Chen Ping a very strange feeling, it didn't feel so real, as if the person in front of him was illusory, and this man was not the black-robed man he saw in the picture just now.
"Did you kill my father?" At this time, Ji Lingruo's voice sounded behind Chen Ping, she looked at the person in front of her blankly, but she didn't believe that this matter was done by the person in front of her, because, the person in front of her, Ji Lingruo looked at it and was familiar with it, but she didn't know where she had seen it.
"No," the black-robed man shook his head.
"Then do you know who killed my father?" Ji Lingruo then asked.
The black-robed man glanced at her, didn't speak, just looked at Chen Ping curiously and asked, "How did you kid find me, even if it's your senior uncle and ancestor, Xiaode didn't find me." ”
Chen Ping heard the black-robed man's question, especially when he heard the title of Xiaode, he wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, and finally forced a smile and said: "I don't know, since I came here, I felt that someone was watching us, and when Lingruo was crying just now, I felt that the person who was observing us moved, so I spoke up." ”
Chen Ping said to the black-robed man without the slightest concealment, he felt it when he came to this place, there was an aura in this place to observe the arrival of several people, and then it disappeared, Chen Ping felt that this breath did not hurt their minds in the slightest, so he didn't make a sound.
It wasn't until Ji Lingruo was crying that he felt a faint murderous aura in that breath, and he made a sound, just to make the head of the family and his uncle raise their vigilance, because he clearly knew that this breath was very strong, and even Ben Dezi's uncle and ancestor didn't find it, which meant that the cultivation of this person was definitely not under Ben Dezi.
"You are very good, Xiaode, your Yuantianmen has accepted a good disciple. The black-robed man laughed.
"I don't know who the predecessor is?" At this time, Zhang Junren, the head of Yuantian, asked.
"It doesn't matter who I am, it's why you're here. The black-robed man said with a smile, he wasn't going to tell everyone who he was.
"Xiaode, don't tell me my identity either, they will naturally find out later. The black-robed man looked at Bendezi and said.
"Yes," replied Bentoko respectfully.
"Excuse me, then, if this is the last place where my father was seen. Ji Lingruo asked, she knew that this black-robed man would not hurt her, and this man gave her a cordial feeling, as if he was her own relative.
"It's not here, it's just me who brought you here, there are some things you should know, you have grown up, especially some things that you should know about your mother's life. The black-robed man said.
Everyone couldn't understand what he said, even Ben Dezi didn't seem to understand, he just had a guess, but he couldn't be sure yet.
"My mother, may I ask, who are you, are you not a relative?" asked Ji Lingruo.
"I can't tell you who I am now, but I can tell you about your mother's past. As he spoke, the black-robed man walked to Ji Lingruo's side, glanced at her, and then walked straight to the side and sat down on a stone.
"Your mother is the only daughter of the master of a neutral sect in the cultivation realm, Xia Xian Pavilion, and she has lived a privileged life since she was a child. The black-robed man recalled.
"What kind of place is Xiaxian Pavilion?" Chen Ping asked.
"Oh, I forgot that you haven't gone down to Yuantianmen, one has been up the mountain since childhood, and the other is hehe, don't talk about it. The black-robed man glanced at Chen Ping meaningfully.
Chen Ping was looked at by him like this, as if all the secrets of his whole body were known to him.
"Xiaxian Pavilion, the largest auction house in the Xiuzhen Realm, as long as you have money and spirit stones, you can buy them in the Xiaxian Pavilion, including the information of the Xiuzhen Realm, there is a branch of the Xiaxian Pavilion in every Xiuzhen City, Xiaxian Pavilion does not distinguish between decency, cults, as long as you have money, you are their VIP, and Yin Yin'er is the only daughter of Yin Eqing, the owner of the contemporary Xiaxian Pavilion, she was extremely cute at that time, and she looked exactly the same as you, no matter who saw her, she liked her very much. ”
The black-robed man paused for a while and then continued: "I remember, twenty-nine years ago, a middle-aged man entered the branch of Xia Xian Pavilion in Yuantiancheng, and at that time, the chief auctioneer of Yuantiancheng was Yin Yin'er, after the middle-aged man entered, he saw Yin Yin'er, and Yin Yin'er also saw the middle-aged man, the two of them seemed to fall in love at first sight, and they were deeply attracted to each other. That middle-aged man doesn't need me to say, you should have already guessed who it is, it's your father, Xiao Jianqing. The black-robed man looked at Ji Lingruo and said.
Then he smiled self-deprecatingly and continued: "The two of them don't have any wonderful stories, just at a glance, they took a fancy to each other at a glance, and in the end, they finally got together, got married and had children, isn't this story very plain, but just after Yin Yin'er gave birth to you, an accident happened to them." The black-robed man looked at Ji Lingruo and said.
Ji Lingruo now knows very well that what the black-robed man said next will have something to do with who killed his father.
"I remember, on the day of your full moon, hundreds of people dressed in black with only eyes on their faces came to the place where your parents lived, and without saying a word, they started a fight, and soon, the servants in your courtyard were killed by that group of people suddenly, leaving only a few people with relatively advanced cultivation, including your parents and me, but we were not very injured in some cases. As the black-robed man spoke, everyone felt that his voice was already a little choked, and he should have been crying.
"Your cultivation is so high, no matter how many people come, you are not so easily injured. Chen Ping asked strangely, he felt that this black-robed man's cultivation should be in the flying body, and it was the least, but why hadn't he broken the void yet?
"Hehe, who came here are all killers, especially the hidden killing technique that is unguardable, and all of them are famous killers in the cultivation realm, how can they defend themselves. The black-robed man said.
"Oh, I seem to have heard that more than twenty years ago, a major event happened in the cultivation realm, and it happened in Yuantian City. After listening to the words of the black-robed man, Zhang Junren, the head of Yuantian, seemed to remember something and said.
"Yuan Tiancheng?" Chen Ping asked.
"The Yuantian City we are talking about is not the Yuantian City where your family lives, but the Yuantian City of Xiuzhen City, in fact, this Yuantian City is not far from the Yuantian City where your family lives, but you couldn't see it before, every Xiuzhen City is shrouded in formations, and people who don't cultivate can't see the city. Ben Dezi explained Chen Ping's doubts.
Chen Ping nodded after hearing this, not doubting, ready to listen to them continue.
"I really didn't know that one of the people in charge of that major event was my junior brother, so in this way, Lingruo's mother also died in that accident?" asked Zhang Junren, the head of Yuantian.
"You guessed right, Lingruo, this name is very good, I remember that your father used to give you the name Xiao Qinmiao, I should be not mistaken. The black-robed man looked at Ji Lingruo and asked.
"Well, yes, my previous name was Xiao Qinmiao, but some changes happened later, so now my name is Ji Lingruo. Ji Lingruo looked at Chen Ping affectionately and said.
"Well, well, then I'll call you Lingruo like they do. The black-robed man said, and then glanced at Chen Ping meaningfully.
"Let's go on, in the end, there are not eight assassins who came to assassinate your parents, and when they left, there were less than five people, and we, the only people who could stand up were me, your grandmother, and your parents, the rest of them were already dead, all dead, even if it was me, I was already very seriously injured, and we had four remaining people, all of whom were seriously injured, and your grandmother sent a distress signal from Xia Xian Pavilion, and soon, someone came to rescue us all, and your mother, on that day, was seriously injured, and on the way back, she finally died。 The black-robed man's voice became smaller and quieter as he spoke, so small that several people couldn't hear what he was saying.
After Ji Lingruo heard this, he couldn't stop crying, and stammered and asked, "Then who are who, and why are they so cruel." ”
Ji Lingruo knew that this black-robed man must be related to him by blood, and he must be his relatives.
The black-robed man didn't seem to hear Ji Lingruo's question, and then said: "After your father followed us back, he put your mother's body in the freezer, and then cultivated for a while, and after recovering from the injuries, he took you and your mother and left the Xiaxian Pavilion, and when he left, your father said, 'When you grow up, he will come back to bear the consequences of this accident', and then he never came back, until a few days ago I felt his breath, but after coming here, he disappeared." The black-robed man said.