Memorandum of Understanding of the Heavens and Worlds

Chapter 232
Song Ning walked over and the lotus slowly descended. At this moment, Lin Zhihui suddenly felt a warning sign. He saw three black shadows flashing past from the corner of his eye and hurriedly shouted: "Be careful."

Before the words were finished, three black shadows rushed towards Song Ning.

The incident happened suddenly, Song Ning was caught off guard, holding the little beetle in one hand, so he could only dodge hastily.

However, the opponent's purpose was obviously not to attack everyone. Two black shadows forced Song Ning back, and the third black shadow flew across the air, rolled up the blue lotus flower in the air, turned around in the air, and rushed towards the open door like lightning. .

The three black shadows moved so fast that they couldn't see what they were at all, and they didn't know who shouted "Hurry up", and everyone hurried out of the gate.

Only then did I realize that the white mist in the hall had all dissipated at some point, revealing dozens of caves of different sizes on the wall, and the three black figures had long since disappeared.

Everyone looked different.

Song Ning was the last one to come out, holding the little beetle and said to everyone: "Forget it, that thing wasn't mine in the first place, I wouldn't be able to live without it, spiritual things are all about chance, maybe it's me and it." Fate is over."

After hearing what Song Ning said, everyone relaxed a little. Seeing that his expression was indifferent and calm, it was obvious that he was telling the truth.

Lin Zhihui raised his eyebrows slightly. Before seeing Song Ning, he had thought about various possibilities, but now he seemed to be an open-minded and indifferent person.

"Okay, if we delay any longer, we don't know what problems may arise. Let's get out of here first." Song Ning said, walking to a wall, and there was something like a pen holder in his hand.

The red light on the pen holder flashed, and after Song Ning poked at the wall, a door similar to the entrance appeared in front of everyone.

……

It was noon and the sun was scorching hot.

The street market was quiet, with almost no pedestrians.

In an open-air teahouse on the roadside, Lin Zhihui and his party sat around the table to rest.

Walking out of that gate is a grove outside the One Pillar Temple. This tea shed is just beside the grove, quiet and quiet, it is a good place for conversation.

"I didn't expect that 20 years later, the tea here still tastes the same." Song Ning picked up the tea cup and took a sip, sighing as if she was nostalgic.

The tea smelled very fragrant, Zhu Ying and Bi Jie also took a sip curiously, immediately stuck out their tongues in disgust, and waved to the waiter to change drinks.

Putting the teacup on the table, Song Ning's eyes swept over everyone's faces one by one, and finally stopped at Lin Zhihui: "You look very much like an old friend I know."

Lin Zhihui looked slightly excited. Although Song Ning was sitting in front of him at this moment, he still felt unreal. Thinking that he would soon learn about his parents, he had a lot to ask, but he couldn't help but worry. , I was afraid that I would not get the answer I wanted from Song Ning.

……

In the small tea shed outside the Duzhu Temple, everyone sat around the table and listened to Song Ning recall the past.

Hearing Lin Zhihui mention that they had gone to the Song family mansion and found a family tree, Song Ning seemed to be a little surprised: "No wonder you want to find clues from me."

After receiving the photo handed over by Lin Zhihui, Song Ning's eyes flashed with nostalgia.

"I do know your mother, but not very well." Song Zong seemed to think for a moment, put down the photo and said to Lin Zhihui, "As for your father, he is my best friend."

"How is it possible? Aren't you cousins?" Zhuying couldn't help but ask, and the others also showed curious and puzzled expressions.

"In terms of blood relationship, we are indeed cousins." Song Ning raised his hand to gesture for everyone to be quiet, and continued, "But in a strict sense, we are actually strangers."

Seeing that Lin Zhihui seemed to have something to say, Song Ning waved to him: "Don't worry, just listen to me slowly."

"Ruhua is my aunt's daughter. She was weak since she was a child and was raised in a deep boudoir. I didn't see her for the first time until I was 16 years old. At that time, my impression of this sister was that of a weak and introverted Lin Daiyu. The truth is also the same After he arrived at Song's house, he embroidered and read in the house all day, and didn't interact with us brothers at all." Song Ning sighed slightly, holding the teacup in both hands, as if caught in that memory.

"The Song family is a big family. I have been obsessed with cultivation since I was a child, and I even worshiped a master. Because I worked hard enough, I achieved some success when I was 20 years old. It was my father's birthday that year. On the way home, I passed by a small village. The monster in the village was a disaster. I thought I was strong, so I volunteered to get rid of the monster. The monster was very powerful, and I was no match for it. I was about to be seriously injured and died, and a girl appeared suddenly. I solved it with one move That monster rescued those of us who were trapped, and then left. I didn’t realize that it was actually Cousin Ruhua until I saw her again when I got home.”

"If you practice, he can also practice. This only proves that Lin Zhihui's mother's qualifications are better than yours. Although the gap is a bit bigger, you can't deny that she is your cousin just because of this." Bi Jie said bluntly.

Song Ning smiled wryly, "How could I be such a narrow-minded person? Apart from other things, she is my savior. And the strength of picturesque is beyond 01:30, that level is not at all Everyone can reach it."

Zhuying raised her hand to speak, but Yan Jie gave her a stern look, signaling the two of them not to make trouble.

"After returning home, I found that my cousin Ruhua is still reclusive and maintains everyone's original impression of her. I did not spread the word rashly, but it was your father who aroused my suspicion." Song Ning said, looking at Lin Zhihui One glance.

Lin Zhihui's pupils contracted slightly. His impression of his parents was too weak. The only thing he had was the image in the photo and the fragments he heard from Ye Wenzhi.

Chu Qianning noticed Lin Zhihui's mood swings and reached out to pat his arm.

"Yuan Hai is my classmate. At that time, he was looking for that monster with me. But when he came to Song's house again, he really didn't have the slightest impression of Ruhua. It's not that he forgot, but he didn't know him at all." Song Ning's voice After a pause, he continued, "Later, I found out that he was in love with your mother, and I asked him about it, but he didn't know about Ruhua at all."

Seeing the change in Lin Zhihui's expression, Song Ning waved her hand and said, "Don't get me wrong, I'm not saying your mother cheated on him. In fact, apart from concealing her true identity, Ruhua is the most qualified wife I have ever seen."

"What does she look like, does she look like Lin Zhihui?" Zhu Ying stared at Song Ning with wide eyes.

"Very beautiful." Song Ning smiled, as if remembering something, she fumbled in her pocket for a while, took out a three-inch photo, and pushed it in front of Lin Zhihui.

(End of this chapter)