V2.Chapter 382

"What do you mean it's not here anymore?" Yu Wan looked at the view of the mountains outside the window, "Aren't ghosts living here?"

"Yes, but..." Qiu Bing hesitated before speaking, his expression was a bit incomprehensible.

Although Qingyan and Yuegou are natives, they don't seem to know much about the past of the clan, so when the grandmother said that "the real ghost clan is no longer here", the two were even more surprised than Yu Wan.

Shura was sitting on a chair drinking goat's milk, and beside him was a man who was also holding a small bottle. This was Shura's new little brother - the real ghost king.

The two gushed and drank, turning a deaf ear to Mamaw's words.

Qiu Bing looked at the ghost king who fell into a fool with a complicated look, and sighed: "This matter has to start with the Sikong clan hundreds of years ago, the Sikong clan is the most powerful surname of the ghost clan, the capital of the ghost kings in all dynasties. From the Sikong family, our Qiu family has assisted the Sikong family in all dynasties, but there are many descendants of the Sikong family, and there will be fierce battles with each other.

"So... are all the losers here?" Yu Wan asked.

Qiu Bing smiled bitterly: "It can also be said that the palace you saw was originally a prison."

"Huh?" Everyone was surprised.

Qiu Bing continued: "At that time, Mrs. Sikong gave birth to two sons. The two sons fought for the throne. The youngest son was defeated and the eldest son took the throne. Mrs. Sikong could not bear the suffering of the youngest son, so she ordered people to build this palace. , the eldest son has an order, and the youngest son is not allowed to leave the palace a step, if it is only like this, it is not too miserable, but the eldest son is going to move the capital, he will take all the clansmen away, and use this place as a place of exile."

Yu Wan paused: "In other words, those who stay here are all sinners?"

Qiu Bing nodded: "That's right."

Qingyan and Yuegou's eyes instantly straightened, and they fucked them up. Are they after sinners?

"But grandma just said that the Qiu family has assisted the Sikong family in all dynasties. Could it be that there are also sinners in the Qiu family who were exiled?"

"That's not true." Qiu Bing shook his head, "The Qiu family was instructed to guard the young son to ensure that his descendants would be exiled forever."

Eternal... exile!

What a cruel heart!

Yu Wan frowned strangely: "The eldest son hates his younger brother so much, why didn't he just kill him?"

Qiu Bing sighed: "Because Mrs. Sikong forced him to promise herself before her death that she would not harm the lives of her youngest son and his descendants. This is a secret passed down from generation to generation in our Qiu family, and only every head of the family knows. The priest of the king does not know about this."

Yuegou pouted a rare pouting: "So, grandma is not loyal to the king, but guarding the king, so why are you still doing things for him?"

Qiu Bing said helplessly: "I want to guard him, first of all I have to live."

The ghost king's erratic temperament, disobeying his will, will be executed immediately, okay?

Qiu Bing added: "In order to protect his descendants, the youngest son did not appeal to them about the truth of being imprisoned. After several generations, no one knows that this is a place of exile. Although the Qiu family guards the king, but The king will no longer be imprisoned in the palace, but the king is very well behaved and does not walk around easily."

Yu Wan said sharply: "Is that because you are afraid of getting lost?"

Qiu Bing looked at Awan, and at the ghost king who often gets lost even in the palace: "..."

It's okay to talk nonsense?

Yu Wan cleared her throat and said, "Ma'am said so much about the Sikong family. Does this have anything to do with our search for medicine? Could it be that... the descendants of the saintess and wizards are all in Xindu?"

"That's right." Qiu Bing said, "I also read the manuscripts of Wansuge Pavilion, only to know that the descendants of these two lines are in Xindu. I think the late prince also knows something about Xindu."

"Huh?" Yu Wan looked at him suspiciously, "Didn't you say that the young son concealed the truth about moving the capital back then, so future generations don't know that this place is no longer a real ghost clan?"

Qiu Bing said: "That's right, but the actions of the late king made me feel that he knew the truth. He was thinking of going to Xindu and returning to the territory that really belonged to Sikong's family."

So the truth about the endangerment of the ghost clan is not only getting lost, but also moving the capital... Yu Wan touched her chin and said, "What did the late king do?"

Qiu Bing did not rush to answer her words, but asked, "You found this token from the bottom of the cliff, but what else did you find?"

"Portrait!" Yu Wan opened her purse and took out the portrait she had collected.

A piece of yellowed paper was folded to the size of the palm of the hand, and it was difficult to hide the crease when it was rolled out, but it was still possible to see the face on the portrait.

Yu Wan handed over her small head, and looked at Mamma with blinking eyes, "Does it look a bit like me?"

Qiu Bing carefully compared Yu Wan and the woman in the portrait, nodded, and said without surprise, "It's a bit similar, Awan knows why?"

Yu Wan shook her head like a rattle: "But Yan Jiuchao said that this woman is very likely to be a descendant of the Holy Maiden. I am so similar to her, maybe I am also a descendant of the Holy Maiden. After all, I am so beautiful, right?"

All saints are beautiful, even more beautiful than fairies.

Just at this time, the three little black eggs came back, and the three of them were sweating profusely.

Yu Wan took out the veil and wiped the sweat of her sons: "If I am a descendant of the saintess, then Dabao and the others are too?"

The three of them were stunned when they heard the words.

Holy, holy, holy... Saintess?

Are they saints? !

The three little saints bowed their heads shyly, covering their little faces shyly.

Qiu Bing covered his eyes and couldn't bear to look directly: "The blood of the saintess is passed on to women, not men."

The three little saintess had a shy expression, took down their little hands, glanced at the grandma expressionlessly, and went out with a cold look on their faces!

"This woman came to the clan, found the late king, and asked him about the whereabouts of a woman. If I guessed correctly, the woman she was looking for was Concubine Yun's mother." Qiu Bing didn't guess at Concubine Yun before, but it was After so many things happened, he connected all the clues to come to this guess.

Yu Wan thoughtfully said, "She is..."

Qiu Bing said: "She said that the woman she was looking for was her own mother, so she should be Concubine Yun's half-sister."

Yu Wan blinked: "Mama means that my great-grandmother had a daughter before marrying into the Shen family, the woman in the portrait."

Qiu Bing nodded slightly: "It should be like this, I think it was because of her arrival that the late king knew the existence of Xindu. She came from Xindu, a descendant of the Lan family, and the ancestors of the Lan family had a saint. , she is very likely to be the descendant of the Holy Maiden."

"Very likely?" Yu Wan was puzzled.

Qiu Bing explained: "Not all descendants can inherit the blood of the saint, but every few generations, there will be a descendant with the blood of the saint. She is so anxious to find Yun Fei's mother, I think, in addition to the flesh and blood. Besides, there is another reason, and that is the bloodline of the saint in Concubine Yun's mother."

Yu Wan nodded with an epiphany and motioned for Mammy to continue.

Qiu Bing said: "At that time, Di Ji was already five years old, and there were three or two similarities between her eyebrows and this woman. The former king inquired about the deeds of Concubine Yun's mother and found that she was the lost daughter of the Lan family.

The Lan family also had a position in Xindu, so the former king had his own calculations. He did not tell the woman the truth, but brought Di Ji into the palace and nurtured it carefully. He set a marriage plan for his son and Di Ji. The purpose is to use the Lan family's power to return to Xindu one day. It's a pity that Di Ji ran away from the marriage, and the previous king's plan failed. "

Hearing this, Yu Wan began to feel sorry for her mother again.

It was bad enough to be abandoned and used by the Nanzhao royal family. I thought that the ghost clan was sincere, but it turned out to be using her as a stepping stone.

Thinking of something, Yu Wan said: "Grandma said that she came to the clan when my grandmother was five years old, that should have been 30 years ago, but the friend of Villa Master Ji was still at the bottom of the cliff more than ten years ago. There has been a goddess, and it is no accident that she is, has she stayed at the bottom of the cliff for so many years and never left?"

Qiu Bing's eyes fell on the portrait again: "I have also heard from the clan that there is a genius doctor at the bottom of the cliff, but I never thought it was her. From this, she has indeed stayed at the bottom of the cliff for many years, so she should still be inquiring about Concubine Yun's mother. whereabouts."

Yu Wan looked at the token and portrait on the table: "We searched the yard for things, and she left in a hurry, but this token and this portrait seem to have been left by her specially.

I guess she had to return to Xindu for some reason, but I also hope that my great grandma can find her yard one day and return to Lan's house with the portrait and token.

But...what could have made her leave in such a hurry? "

Qiu Binglue pondered: "The Lan family has a new saint."