When we arrived at Anfu, the vermilion gate of Anfu had just been repaired, and the walls that collapsed during the fighting that day were still being slowly repaired.
In Guanyun City, the death news of An Yueming, the head of the An family, has not yet been announced. It is only said that Young Master An An Murong and Miss An An Muwan died for some reason. The internal and external affairs of the An family are temporarily managed by Mr. An.
Hua Ruxue followed Bai Musheng into the An Mansion. Everyone in the An family who knew about the ghost refining formation had serious expressions and endless bitterness and anger in their hearts. Only Mr. An was different.
After An Muxuan's death, Second Master An lost his eldest daughter An Muwan. His temples were slightly white and his eyebrows were tired. His eyes lost the calculation and sharpness when they first met, and his whole person instantly aged twenty years.
He had hated An Murong for so many years, and finally realized that An Murong was just a puppet manipulated by others. The person who really killed An Muxuan was his father, who had been taken away by the ghost clan for many years.
For so many years, he has been recognizing the thief as his father, and he has never doubted that the soul has already changed under that familiar face.
It wasn't until he woke up from a dream that he realized that he had lost his father, and even more so, his two well-behaved and lovable daughters.
Second Master An forced himself to cheer up and faced Hua Ruxue and Bai Musheng.
"Young City Lord, Miss Xiang, are you here because of the beast tide?"
Hua Ruxue looked around and found that there were many insiders of the ghost refining formation around, so she lowered her voice and responded: "Second Master An, can you take a step to speak?"
Second Master An said "Hey", then stepped back and faced the two of them towards the inner hall.
At this time, An's house was no longer a seventh-grade spirit gathering array with ten steps, but palm-sized top-grade spirit stones were randomly placed on the center of the array.
The number of spirit gathering arrays decreased sharply, and the top grade spirit stones were replaced by high grade spirit stones. Compared with the luxury that I felt when I first came to An Mansion, I was suddenly in a lot of trouble.
It can be seen that the incident of "An Yueming was seized by the ghost clan and a ghost refining formation was set up" had a huge impact on the An family, and even shook its foundation.
As soon as he entered the inner hall, Bai Musheng looked at the simple and unpretentious furnishings in the room, and comforted Second Master An: "Second Master An must have been very sad when this happened to the An family, but the deceased has passed away, so I am sorry and accept the change.".z.br>
"My condolences." Hua Ruxue agreed.
She was used to seeing life and death, and she should have been indifferent and calm, but when she thought about the death of the snake vulture that day, she felt vaguely sad.
"The matter has come to this, and I can only accept the reality. At present, everything in An's house is simple. We only have this coarse tea. Don't dislike it."
Seeing that Mr. An was about to pour two cups of spiritual tea, Hua Ruxue quickly stopped him and said that business was important and there was no need to let her drink tea from her former enemy.
She was the first to express her intention and said, "I have something to do when I come here, and I want to trouble Second Master An to help me."
She said it was troublesome, but she was thinking in her heart: As long as Bai Musheng is here, Second Master An will have to help regardless of whether he is willing or not.
"I offended Miss Xiang because I was too blind to understand. I'm very grateful that Miss Xiang was able to help An's family break the situation regardless of past grudges. If you need any help from Miss Xiang, just ask, and An's will definitely help."
Mr. An's words were sincere, and the admiration and gratitude in his eyes did not seem to be fake. He had lost his sharpness and was filled with vicissitudes of life, and unexpectedly became peaceful. One can't help but feel some sympathy for the father who lost his daughter.
But Hua Ruxue did not like the person in front of her who once regarded her as her enemy and sent people to assassinate her several times.
Even if he killed An Murong to avenge his youngest daughter An Muxuan, he should not attack an innocent person like her. If she hadn't been strong enough, she would have become a dead soul under the sword.
As for the night of the Ghost Refining Formation, all her actions were for Ning Shuyan and Snake Vulture, and the An family had nothing to do with her. Moreover, the person who really killed Gui Jun was the city lord Bai Xun. She had no relationship with An family.
However, Hua Ruxue didn't intend to say these words. She didn't have any burden when it came to people she hated. How could there be any reason to turn away the coolies who came to her door?
Hua Ruxue stretched out her hand, raised two fingers, and said seriously: "There are two things in total. First, I need to settle down."
The identity tag of Miss An Muwan. The second is the identity tag of An Muxuan, the third lady of the An family. "
When she mentioned "An Muxuan", another trace of hatred appeared on Mr. An's face. That hatred was not wiped away by the passage of time, but became more profound.
Recalling the rumors that Mr. An forced An Muxuan into marriage, Hua Ruxue felt that the person in front of her was extremely hypocritical.
When An Muxuan was alive, Mr. An decided to marry someone for profit and forced her to marry someone he didn't like. After her death, Mr. An was so sad that he acted like a loving father.
Why bother?
Perhaps only he himself knows how true this hatred is.
Or maybe what he hates is the failure of the marriage, and the fact that the benefits at his fingertips have turned into bubbles.
After a moment of silence, Mr. An spoke with difficulty: "Axuan's life tablet has been buried, but Awan's life tablet is not in the array..."
Second Master An paused for two breaths and said with shame, "I'm sorry for Awan. It's been so long and I haven't been able to find where her life card is."
According to the rules of the family, after a child of the family dies, he or she must find an identity tag to confirm the cause of death, and then put the identity tag into the cemetery.
After the monk dies, his body returns to heaven and earth, leaving only this small wooden sign.
This wooden sign is particularly important to the monks, but nearly half a month has passed, and Second Master An has still not found An Muwan's identity sign.
If it wasn't that Mr. An didn't bother to look for it, then it was that An Muwan deliberately hid his identity card.
Of the two, Hua Ruxue prefers the latter. Even if the love between father and daughter is not deep, Mr. An will definitely look for An Muwan's identity card carefully for the sake of face. He must have looked for it carefully.
"The second master has been searching for so long but he still hasn't found it. Maybe the eldest lady did it on purpose." At this moment, Hua Ruxue was even more sure that An Muwan held the truth about An Muxuan's death.
As long as An Muwan's identity card is found, everything will come to light.
"Intentional?" Mr. An was not aware of Hua Ruxue's suspicion, so he asked doubtfully, "How do you say this?"
Bai Musheng explained at the side: "The formation in the Beauty Courtyard has a long history. I suspect that the formation has been used more than once."
In addition, the deaths of An Muxuan and Feng Yage are both mysteriously related to An Murong, and An Murong is the puppet of the ghost king, which makes people think a lot.
Second Master An was shocked when he heard this, "If that's the case, then wouldn't there be a second one in Guanyun City..."
Before Second Master An said the word "ghost clan", Bai Musheng interrupted him, "Walls have ears, Second Master, be careful what you say."
Mr. An wiped the cold sweat from his forehead to make himself look less panicked. If the ghost refining formation had been used more than once, and there were still other remaining ghost tribes in Guanyun City, the hiding place of the remaining ghost tribes must be there. An's!
Think about the words left by Ghost King when he died: "How dare you ruin my plan! Just wait, Guanyun City will be destroyed!"
The ghost king must have a backup plan!
An's family is in danger!
"Young City Master, is there any way to find out that... hiding place?" Second Master An asked nervously. He originally thought that the ghost refining formation would end with the death of the ghost king. After the storm, everything calmed down. An's life was over. Time will restore your strength.
Who would have thought that there are other ghost clans!
In the calm city, there are dangers everywhere. Who knows what the ghost tribe wants to do when they suddenly appear in Guanyun City?
"Brother has investigated in private and found no trace of the ghost clan, but the ghost king still appeared in Guanyun City silently." Bai Musheng explained good-temperedly.
Although Bai Xun rarely leaves the city lord's palace and spends all day wandering around the sea of purple milkvetch flowers, and usually has a cold expression towards everyone, his heart is towards Guanyun City.
Bai Xun cares about the safety of Guanyun City more than anyone else.
Because that is the most precious thing that their father left to them.
Even if he mentions his father and the last city lord of Guanyun City, no one except him and his brother will remember him.
Everything about my father is like some kind of taboo, forgotten by the world and untouchable.
Think of this
After a while, Bai Musheng lowered his eyes and glanced at the little girl with a serious expression, and unconsciously curled the corners of his mouth.
In that vague memory, he vaguely remembered that in the courtyard closest to the purple milkvetch flower sea in the backyard of the City Lord's Mansion, there lived a glutinous rice dumpling who, like him, would never grow up.
Day after day, year after year, Tuanzi is still Tuanzi, fragile as if she will die in the next second, but she has always lived tenaciously.
Fragile but tenacious, that was his first impression of Tuanzi.
Like Bai Xun, he was a child rescued by his father from the Shijian Sect. As a medicine slave, his body suffered serious losses. Not only did he stop growing, he was also unable to continue practicing.
He once didn't understand why his father would bring him into the city lord's mansion, until he saw the little dumpling that had stopped growing like him.
Bai Xun once told him that she was his father's only child and he should call her sister.
Facing the infant Tuanzi, he suddenly realized at that moment that his next destiny was to test the medicine for that child!
Testing medicine is what a medicine slave should do.
Not long after, his father went out and brought back many heavenly and earthly treasures, some of which were even fairy grass that was only found in the fairy world. His father's power had long exceeded his knowledge.
The next step was to start refining the elixir, and golden elixirs were delivered to him one after another. He took the elixirs with a wry smile and obeyed the destiny.
It is not easy for a monk with his weak body and lack of cultivation to survive like a human being.
But the reality was completely different from what he thought.
Xiaotuanzi's fragility exceeded everyone's imagination. A gust of cold wind, a thunder, or even the sound of a tea cup falling could kill her.
He saw with his own eyes that Xiaotuanzi exploded and died after drinking the elixir. It was then that he came to his senses, and the so-called "testing the medicine" was just his whim.
That dumpling can only survive until now because she will quickly resurrect after death, and is so weak that she cannot even die.
He couldn't imagine that she would spend her whole life like this, in endless pain.
He wanted to help her change her fate, which was almost the end of her life, just like his father helped him practice cultivation again.
In his heart, the little dumpling who stayed in the house all day, with his eyes open, neither crying nor fussing, nor laughing, and who was out of tune with the world, was his sister who needed his protection.
She is his only sister.
Later, suddenly only he and Bai Xun were left in the city lord's mansion. Just like Bai Xun was guarding the sea of flowers and guarding Guanyun City waiting for his father, he had been waiting for his sister to come back.
Bai Musheng looked at Hua Ruxue with gentle eyes. From the first moment he saw her, he determined that this was the child he had been waiting for for a long time.
