To show their sincerity, everyone at the table took out the clues in their hands.
Fu Qi and Side looked at the things in his hands: "..."
a flower.
Pink.
"What kind of clue is this flower?" Side asked.
Everyone at the table explained: "This is the Albizia Julibrissin flower. Don't you know what the Albizia Julibrissin symbolizes?"
After finishing speaking, everyone at the table looked at Fu Qi and Side.
Fu Qi and Side both shook their heads.
Full banquet: "...Albizia julibrissin is mostly used to express the love between husband and wife, implying the eternal love between husband and wife. It is a flower that symbolizes love. Its leaves are hugged together, symbolizing the love between husband and wife. Albizia julibrissin is a symbol of love and happiness. It is a symbol of love and happiness. One of the most noble flowers of emotion in the hearts of the people."
After everyone at the table finished explaining, Fu Qi and Side pondered for three breaths.
Side said: "The poor monk's six roots are pure, please ask the donor to explain it more clearly."
Everyone: "..."
Everyone: "If Liu Ying is the key, then there is a possibility that Liu Ying has a wife, and the two of them are very loving."
Fu Qi: "But when we entered his house, we found no trace of two people living together."
The whole audience pondered for a moment: "Maybe we can get some information from the villagers."
After everyone finished speaking, they looked at Fu Qi.
Fuqi’s little paper figures come in handy at times like this.
After Fu Qi understood what he meant, "I'll take care of this."
"My little paper man can only look at their home to see if there are any clues about Liu Ying, but not anything else."
Fuqi was afraid that the other party had too many expectations, so she had to explain something.
Everyone: "This is already good."
Everyone at the table said again: "The levels set up in the Ling Mansion are interrelated. More people may come in in the next few days. In order to take the lead, we must solve this level as soon as possible."
Both Fuqi and Side agreed with this.
Now that everyone has come in, who doesn’t want to try his luck and pick up the slack?
Everyone at the table said again: "This..."
Si De introduced himself: "The poor monk's Dharma name is Si De, Si De is the virtuous person of Si De."
Fu Qi also took the conversation and introduced herself.
Everyone at the table nodded: "Fellow Taoist Side, you can also..."
next day
The morning light is faint and the breeze is blowing.
The whole party returned to the place where Li Yangyang stayed and told her about Liu Ying's situation.
Although Li Yangyang was wary, in the end she was still willing to believe that he had appeared next to the big stone. When she saw that Liu Ying's behavior was exactly what everyone said, she suspected that everyone's vigilance was about to drop from ten to five.
Li Yangyang hid in the dark. When the villagers came, she immediately appeared and drove them away.
Li Yangyang looked down at Liu Ying as a savior.
"Hey, I saved you."
Liu Ying slowly got up and left without saying a word.
Li Yangyang stared.
This ignorant mortal!
"Hey! Hey!"
Li Yangyang stood in front of Liu Ying, pointed at him and said, "Is this your attitude towards your savior?"
Liu Ying didn't even raise his eyelids, and said indifferently: "I didn't call for help, and I didn't ask you for help."
Li Yangyang's facial features screamed: "So what? Just tell me whether I saved you or not!"
Seeing that Liu Ying still ignored him, Li Yangyang was directly stimulated and said something that touched people's hearts: "Oh, with your temper, no wonder people come to beat you every day. Are you mentally ill?"
Liu Ying looked at Li Yangyang quietly.
Li Yangyang stepped in and said, "What's wrong with your look? What's wrong with what I said? People like you are destined to be oppressed in our sect."
Li Yangyang didn't notice that when Liu Ying heard the word "zongmen", his whole aura changed for a moment.
In the end, Li Yangyang watched Liu Ying leave.
Li Yangyang turned around boredly, and when he saw the sudden appearance of everyone at the table, he was so frightened that he almost waved his magical weapon.
Everyone: "Did Fellow Daoist Li gain anything?"
Li Yangyang didn't want to admit his failure and said, "Of course, as long as I have three more days, I will definitely be able to pass the level."
Everyone at the table: "Fellow Daoist Li is indeed a disciple of Wu Zhen Sect, but he is much more capable than others."
Li Yangyang was flattered by the praise.
Li Yangyang raised his chin: "Of course, but don't think that I can help you pass the level just by saying so."
…
Fuqi sat on the branch.
Two little paper figures came running from a short distance carrying a book.
The movement up the tree also seems to be on flat ground.
They came to Fuqi with a chirping noise.
Fu Qi took out the book.
The words on the cover read: Genealogy of the Liu family.
Fu Qi opened the contents inside.
"Trees have roots, water has sources. If the roots are not deep, the leaves will not grow. If the source is not abundant, the water will not grow. People have ancestors. If the virtues of ancestors are not accumulated, the descendants will not be prosperous. The prosperity and development of a clan depends on the ancestors. The shade is not the result of Hou Kun. My clan, the Liu family, originated from Maocheng. I don’t know its auspiciousness. In the early years of Yongle, my ancestor Liu Xinxiu moved from Hongdong to Miannan Village, Longcheng City. It has been more than 600 years. It has been passed down for 25 years. In this world, there are more than 500 people, including 262 males. Four families stand side by side, branches are divided, people are prosperous, family property is prosperous, and it is not uncommon for four generations to live under the same roof. Although our family is not a big surname... "
Fu Qi turned to the third page from the bottom.
Finally saw Liu Ying.
Liu Ying, Jinshi.
Wife: Qin Hehuan.
Son: Liu Hehuan
Fu Qi touched the names of his wife and son.
Liu Ying not only had a wife but also a son.
Fuqi saw the time: the thirty-fifth year of Yongchang.
The lifespan of Nascent Soul is at least a thousand years.
I don’t even know which dynasty this Yongchang belongs to.
It certainly won’t work from this point on.
Fu Qi gave the little paper man another order, this time with clues about Liu Ying's wife and son.
The little paper man ran away immediately after receiving the order.
Fuqi held the family tree in her arms and continued to take a nap against the tree.
At this time, Fuqi felt a vague fragrance of flowers wafting over, followed by a soft and waxy sound.
"Excuse me, are you a monk?"
Fu Qi opened her eyes and saw an acacia tree instead of anyone.
Albizia julibrissin trees are blooming with blooming Albizia julibrissin flowers, which are like pink velvet balls. They are beautiful and lovely. When the flowers bloom, they look like a pink cloud.
Fuqi didn't move.
She wasn't sure who had made the noise.
As if to test Fu Qi's conjecture, the Albizia Julibrissin tree directly extended its branches, and the pink Albizia Julibrissin flower was inserted into Fu Qi's bun.
A soft voice: "A girl's family shouldn't be so plain, let alone such a beautiful girl."
Fuqi touched the flower on her head, but she didn't take it off.
Fuqi stared at the acacia tree: "You are..."
Albizia Julibrissin: "Girl, are you a monk?"
After Fuqi hesitated for a moment, she nodded.
The Albizia Julibrissin tree trembled when it got the answer. After a while, the soft voice sounded again.
"After all these years, I finally met..."
Albizia Julibrissus calmed down alone and said, "The fact that you are here means that he agreed."
Fuqi: "???"
She just thinks this position is good.
"How about I tell you a story."
Fu Qi, who was forced to listen to the story: "...then tell me."
