The short-lived ghost of the Xie family has lived a long life

Chapter 417 Bamboo West
Why do you remember it so clearly?
That's because after this person donated the sesame oil money, he had to listen to Jingchen lecture on Buddhist scriptures.

Every year, July and a half is the busiest time in Shuiyue Nunnery. Jingchen may not be free, but this person is sure of it. He would rather sit and wait than anyone else.

The man was tall and tall, with a very outstanding bearing. He looked like a disciple of aristocratic family. She glanced at him from afar and thought very dirtyly——

Isn't this person here for Jingchen's face?
After Xie Zhifei listened, he was stunned for a long time.

"What was Ming Yue doing when Jingchen was teaching Buddhism?"

"Ming Yue is very attached to Jingchen. Wherever Jingchen goes, she will go. Naturally, she will follow him."

That's it!

Xie Zhifei's face was calm without any fluctuation. The unraveling of mysteries one after another had dulled his heart.

"I've read the brochure and there's nothing wrong with it."

He stood up from the ground and said in an official manner, "Put all the books away."

Hui Ru still looked worried, "Mr. Xie, it's really..."

"It's all over."

Xie Zhifei took out the pamphlet from his arms and said, "I'll give this back to you, put it away!"

Huiru looked at the brochure and returned it, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

"You can achieve the position of the nunnery master, which shows that you are a smart person. You should know what you can and cannot say."

Hui Ru's hand holding the beads suddenly froze.

Xie Zhifei suddenly changed the topic, "In half an hour, I will take Lan Chuan away, and she will follow Yan Sanhe. There is no mistake."

There was silence in the room for a while.

Hui Rulao Ni struggled to squeeze out one word from her throat: "Okay!"

Xie Zhifei looked at her face coldly, "I'll go to Jingchen's grave and wait for her at the entrance of the nunnery in half an hour."

The door, opened, closed again.

Hui Rulao nun stood alone for a long time, then suddenly bent down, picked up a few booklets, and threw the booklet into the cage together with the booklet.

She hurriedly locked the door and left the room in a hurry.

After walking more than a dozen feet, she turned back sharply, her eyes filled with fear.

She had a hunch in her heart that the box, those books, Jingchen and Mingyue were secrets that she could not touch from now on.

Take them all into the coffin!

Even for the sake of that child Lan Chuan!
……

Tang Zhiwei's tomb has been completely closed. There is no monument and it is just a small earthen bag.

When I came to her grave again, my mood was completely different from the first time.

For the first time, to Xie Zhifei, Tang Zhiwei was just a stranger whose coffin lid could not be closed, and he had no feelings at all;

But this time...

Xie Zhifei lifted up his clothes, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed three times seriously.

"Thank you."

he said softly.

"Did you also spy on Mingyue's secret? That's why you sewed the veil in; that's why you told her not to tell anyone her birthday."

On the night of July [-]th of the first year of Yonghe, the twins of the Zheng family, dragon and phoenix, were born. The elder brother was born first and was named Zheng Huaizuo;
The younger sister finally landed, and her name should be Zheng Zhuxi.

Because the ancestral home of the Zheng family is in Yangzhou, the famous capital of Huaizuo and the best place in Zhuxi.

Huai Zuo and Zhu Xi, this is the name their twins should have originally given.

For some unknown reason, on July [-]th, the real Zheng Zhuxi was abandoned at the door of Shuiyue An, and Jingchen picked her up, so she became Tang Mingyue.

And another baby girl who didn't know where she came from, who was just born, suddenly transformed and became the daughter of the Zheng family, named Zheng Huaiyou.

Huaizuo, Huaiyou;
One left, one right.

What a matching twin name, no one would doubt it.

So starting from the second year of Yonghe, every year on July [-]th, my father would go to Shuiyue Temple to take a look at his biological daughter as a pilgrim.

It was not until the eighth year of Yonghe that the Zheng family was massacred, which lasted seven years.For this reason, Zheng Huaizuo and Zheng Huaiyou have very different looks and personalities, and are different from ordinary twins.

Because they had to hide this appearance, the two siblings had to be trapped in Haitang Courtyard during their childhood;

My mother has no affection for Huaiyou, only indifference and even resentment. This is because her real daughter is a nun in Shuiyue Nunnery and will spend her whole life as a Buddha.

And the secret of all this——

If his soul hadn't accidentally penetrated Mr. Xie's body;
If it weren’t for Tang Zhiwei’s coffin not being able to close;
If it weren’t for Tang Mingyue’s appearance;

They should be buried in the graves with the dead people one by one.

Who would have thought?

Who dares to think?

"What should I do, Tang Zhiwei?"

No one answered him.

Tang Zhiwei's tomb stood there, like a pair of the most ruthless and compassionate eyes, quietly looking at the bewildered man in front of him.

……

In the yard.

Yan Sanhe is holding a book in his hand.

Li Buyan sat on the window, wiping her precious soft sword again and again, glancing at Yan Sanhe from time to time.

She hasn't turned a page for a long time, and this girl is probably thinking about the Zheng family case again.

"Girl, girl, the third master is here."

Xie Zhifei?
Yan Sanhe threw down the book in his hand and almost ran out.

It's been five days. This man has been missing for five whole days.

It's no problem to go out on business, even for five days. The problem is that he can't even say hello.

He clearly promised to give her the Zheng family's case files in two days, but he thought that what he said was just bullshit!

Yan Sanhe was furious, thinking that if he saw someone, he would question him no matter what -

Do you still want to investigate the Zheng family’s case?
The moment he saw Xie Zhifei, Yan Sanhe stopped cooking.

The man in front of him had disheveled hair and a slovenly beard. He looked even more deformed than when he came back from Xining Mansion.

Is he on an errand in the deep mountains and old forests?

"Lan Chuan will be following you from today on."

Xie Zhifei pushed Lan Chuan forward gently, "Remember to come back for the reunion dinner tonight and meet Tang Mingyue by the way."

"Xie Zhifei..."

"I have something else to do, let's talk about it later."

Xie Zhifei said lightly, turned around and left.

Yan Sanhe waited for five days, always trying to get the right words from his mouth, so he chased after him and asked in a low voice: "When will you give me the Zheng family's case files?"

Xie Zhifei paused and looked down at her.

Beauty is in the bone, not in the skin.

This face is quite stunning at first glance, but upon closer inspection, it becomes even more interesting.

I have to use one word to describe this taste, that is unique.

Yan Sanhe, who are you?
Why come to Zheng's house?

Why did my father abandon his own daughter in a nunnery for you?

What kind of secrets are hidden in you?
Yan Sanhe was startled by Xie Zhifei's eyes, which were too sharp, as if they were hiding a sharp knife.

"What's the rush? Don't even think about escaping this case, Yan Sanhe."

His voice was not loud and his speaking speed was the same as usual, but upon closer inspection, there was a bit of ruthlessness in it.

Yan Sanhe frowned suddenly.

What's wrong with this man?
(End of this chapter)