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Chapter 5143 Old things thirteen years ago

night.

Qunfang Pavilion.

Ziyan was dressed in black night clothes, walking like the wind, and quickly turned over from the outside and entered the side wall of the backyard of Qunfang Pavilion.

Qunfang Pavilion covers a very large area, and the backyard is where many women live.

When the jade pendant was taken away by the madam during the day, Zi Yan had already located where the jade pendant had gone.

Now it's just a matter of following that special smell.

The defense of the courtyard in Qunfang Pavilion is not strict at all. After all, this is just a brothel, not a military camp.

Zi Yan found the location where the jade pendant last disappeared, and felt a little strange. From the outside, there was no room visible.

However, Zi Yan can detect the mystery. She once encountered a similar situation, that is, a built-in room between two floors, which naturally cannot be seen from the outside.

Along the way, no guards noticed her. She was as light as a swallow and climbed over the railing of the room at extremely fast speeds.

Next, she saw the secret guard in the room ahead.

Putting her palm on the secret door, Zi Yan hesitated for a moment, but finally decided to push it open.

She exerted force with her hands, and the secret door creaked and slowly opened from the outside to the inside. At this time, as she expected, a low, slightly hoarse female voice sounded from inside.

This voice was somewhat familiar, but it was only familiar in memory and did not exist among her current acquaintances.

"who?"

Zi Yan didn't answer, and walked directly in. By the way, she also closed the door.

The lighted oil lamp inside seemed a bit dim.

A woman in blue clothes walked out from inside. Her hair was messy and not taken care of. She was holding a book in her hand and looked at the purple smoke that came in. Her expression was a bit stunned and wary.

"Who are you? Why did you break into my house?" The voice of the woman in blue was a bit cold and bone-chilling.

"Mr. Yang, I came here specifically to visit you tonight."

Zi Yan did not change her appearance, but used her own face, and when she spoke, she also used her own voice.

"Is the visit private?" Mr. Yang sneered.

"This is my fault, but Mr. Yang also came in privately one night thirteen years ago." The corners of Zi Yan's lips rose.

"Are you...?" A trace of surprise flashed in Mr. Yang's eyes.

Only a very few people know what happened thirteen years ago, and they certainly do not include the young girl in front of me.

Just at a glance, I felt that this girl's appearance was so familiar, as if she was very similar to someone in my memory.

"What is your relationship with Jiang Tongshen?" Mr. Yang asked.

"Jiang Tongshen is my father." Zi Yan said calmly: "Mr. Yang, my father disappeared back then. Do you know the inside story?"

"It turns out that his daughter is still alive, which is good."

Mr. Yang's expression suddenly became excited. She took two steps quickly, looked at Zi Yan up and down, nodded her head and said, "Not bad, not bad, Jiang Tongshen has a wife, it's such a happy event."

"Come on, come in and talk slowly, I will tell you everything I know."

Mr. Yang greeted me warmly.

Zi Yan secretly sighed in her heart. One of her previous guesses has been overturned. It seems that Mr. Yang was not involved in what happened back then.

There is no need to use anything else to prove this. You can see it just by looking at Mr. Yang's eyes and expression.

That kind of excitement and enthusiasm cannot be faked.

Zi Yan didn't speak anymore, but quietly followed Mr. Yang into the room step by step.

The room inside is not as messy as the outside, but is arranged in an orderly manner.

There is a row of bookcases on one side of the wall, with several layers of books on them.

On the other side is a carved wooden bed covered with a curtain.

"Sit down, girl, let me take a good look at it." Mr. Yang stood up and went to get a cup, ready to pour tea.

In the kettle on the table, the cooked tea is still warm.

"Mr. Yang, I won't drink the tea anymore. Can you tell me what happened back then? Who killed my father?" Zi Yan sat down and said.

"Your father, Jiang Tongshen, just doesn't appear in the world anymore. It's still unclear whether he was killed or not."

Mr. Yang said something, and then continued: "Thirteen years ago, that night, he rushed back from the capital, and I met him once at an inn in Sixiang City. He handed me something, which was a

Then, three days later, he disappeared. Strangely, his son and daughter also disappeared on the way. How pitiful God, finally let me see you again, so that the property can be returned to its original owner.

"

"That night, what did my father say in the inn?" Zi Yan asked.

"Liyuan Garden, Yuanlong Stone... those are the six words. The rest of them chatted with me for a while about how to purify the medicinal materials. When he finally said those six words, he gave me a key and said it was to be handed over to his child.

,Wait me a moment."

Mr. Yang groped under the bed for a while and soon found a piece of wood.

The wood looks ordinary, but it can be unscrewed from both ends to reveal the hollow part inside. Sure enough, there is a key inside.

This key is very special. It is made of copper, but has a knob-like thread at the front and a red cloth strip at the back.

"Child, you were the one who brought the token during the day, right?" Mr. Yang took out the key and put it on the table.

"Mr. Yang really saw it."

As soon as Zi Yan came in, she found that Mr. Yang did not show too much surprise. In addition, he took out the hidden key without even verifying his identity.

Obviously, she had already guessed that Zi Yan was coming, and even guessed who the person holding the token during the day might be.

"Actually, I didn't see it, but I know that the real core descendants of the Jiang family will not come to the capital recently, because a month ago, there was news within the Jiang family that the head of the family, Jiang Shanshan, took his direct descendants to worship their ancestors.

, but only a very few people know this news.”

Mr. Yang smiled very gently, the kind of smile that the elders show their love towards the younger ones.

"The four-winged bird jade pendant can only be owned by the direct descendants with status. The entire Jiang family does not cost more than thirty yuan. It is impossible for others to come. Then it is possible that Yan, Yu and sister disappeared on the road thirteen years ago.

It’s huge.”

"Sure enough, it's Miss Yan who's here."

"I wonder how Master Yu is doing now?"

"Thirteen years ago, we were rescued by members of the Blood Sword Sect at the same time, but then the Blood Sword Sect was destroyed and we were separated."

Zi Yan kept her secret and did not reveal the information about her brother's whereabouts. She had to be on guard against others. She had always been like this.
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