After all, he could learn the truth about this matter by asking Li Er after he returned to Chang'an.

…………

So it shouldn’t be completely made up, but some of the details may be deliberately misleading!

And as he said, his father didn't actually have to die, but when Li Er was at his most desperate, he took Li Er's place and lured away the Thousand Niu Guards, so he died tragically in the end.

This kind of dying for Li Er is different from others dying for Li Er.

That's why... Li Er treats himself so specially.

Because, his father, when Li Er was at his most desperate, used his life to lure away the Thousand Niu Guards for Li Er.

………………

Li Er was grateful, so he took extra care of himself.

Or, maybe it was because when his father and Li Er exchanged identities, he asked Li Er to take care of him, and Li Er fulfilled the agreement and took care of him in this way.

It's all possible.

And Li Er also really takes good care of himself, even taking care of his daughter, so this matter has become a fact, and the reason is actually not important anymore.

Shen Lian only cares about one thing now.

He looked at the white-haired Taoist and said, "In other words, except for the yellow mantle, there is no way to identify him. That person... is my father?"

The white-haired Taoist smiled and said: "The figure, the wounds on the body, etc. can also be used as evidence."

Shen Lian didn't believe any evidence at all.

After all, he had faked his death when he was dealing with the Beidou Society, so he knew very well that unless he saw the face with his own eyes, anything could happen.

So... is my father dead?

At this moment, even Shen Lian was a little doubtful whether his father was dead or not.

He had faked his death before and successfully deceived those from the Beidou Society, so Shen Lian knew very well that it was really impossible to identify a corpse after its disfigurement.

No matter how similar their bodies are or how similar their wounds are, it's useless.

Smart people can always be foolproof.

Moreover, what if it is really his father's body?

Tianji also came back to life a few months after he died.

In this world, there are too many ways to fake death and escape.

So, is my father dead or alive?

If you are alive, where have you gone?

Why would you just abandon such an old son?

Shen Lian frowned.

There were too many questions swirling in his mind.

The sky, which was originally a little clearer, was once again shrouded in fog.

Shen Lian rubbed the chess pieces with his fingers, his brain running wildly.

The white-haired Taoist did not disturb Shen Lian. He just picked up the tea cup and took a slow sip.

At this time, Shen Lian suddenly raised his head and looked at the white-haired Taoist and asked: "How do you know so clearly? Have you also experienced the situation that day?"

The white-haired Taoist smiled and said calmly: "Don't test me anymore. I will tell you what you need to say, but you don't need to test what you shouldn't know."

The white-haired Taoist saw through Shen Lian's tricks at a glance.

Shen Lian was not discouraged.

If this person suspected of being Beichen had been tested by him so easily, he would not have fought with Beichen for so long.

Shen Lian sighed and said, "It's been more than ten years. Even if you didn't die at that time, there are so many accidents in your life, and they may be gone now, so what's the use of telling me these things?"

He immediately raised his eyes to look at the white-haired Taoist and asked: "Nanzhao? Five years ago?"

The white-haired Taoist nodded leisurely: "Not bad."

"Is the information accurate?"

"It's not accurate, and I don't need to tell you."

Shen Lian was completely surprised.

There is no need for the white-haired Taoist to make up such a thing.

Could it be that his father is really not dead and is still hiding in Nanzhao?

But why does it have to be in Nanzhao?

If he is not dead, what is the reason for not showing up for so many years?

Could it be that his father really has a relationship with Beidou?

You can't really live a carefree life with this empress of Beidou in the world of mortals, right?

Shen Lian thought for a moment, raised his head and looked at the white-haired Taoist, and asked: "What is the purpose of telling me this deliberately?"

"Don't say it's just to answer my questions. You're not that kind."

The white-haired Taoist put down his tea cup, settled down again, and said with a smile: "Yes, I do have my purpose."

"What purpose?" Shen Lian asked.

The white-haired Taoist said: "I want you to find your father. If your father is really not dead, then the only one in the world who can find him, I think... you are the only one!"

Shen Lian narrowed his eyes...

"Why do you want to find my dad?"

The white-haired Taoist smiled and said nothing: "You don't have to worry about this, and don't ask, I won't tell you."

"Aren't you afraid that I won't look for you?"

The white-haired Taoist shook his head and said with a smile: "You will go."

"As the most intelligent person in the Tang Dynasty, I think what you like most is this kind of puzzle-solving process."

"Besides, don't you want to know if your father is dead? Don't you want to know what he is doing if he is not dead?"

Shen Lian suddenly sneered. He stood up and said, "You really thought wrong. I really don't want to."

After saying that, he turned around and walked out.

"Just leave like that?"

The voice of the white-haired Taoist came.

Shen Lian said calmly: "Want to cheat? You promised that if I win, I can leave safely."

"Um?"

The white-haired Taoist was stunned for a moment, then suddenly lowered his head and looked at the chessboard below.

I saw that on the chessboard, black and white stones had just been placed halfway, and there were still many empty spaces that had not been placed.

Logically speaking, at this time, it is far from possible to tell the winner.

Snapped!

At this moment, Shen Lian flicked his fingers, and a chess piece suddenly fell onto the chessboard, landing firmly in one position.

After the white-haired Taoist saw this drop, his eyes suddenly flashed, and then he shook his head.

"You are better than your predecessor."

"you win."

Shen Lian's last move directly cut off the white-haired Taoist's dragon, causing all the arrangements in front of the white-haired Taoist to be strangled instantly.

And with Shen Lian's methods, he could not give the white-haired Taoist any chance to make amends next.

So even though the chess game is only halfway through, the white-haired Taoist already knows that he has lost.

He looked at Shen Lian, nodded, and said, "Yes, I have set up such a wonderful situation without knowing it."

Shen Lian chuckled: "It doesn't matter. After all, your attention is focused on making up stories. Our attention is just different."

The white-haired Taoist knew that Shen Lian was insinuating that there were some fabrications in the story he had just told, but he was not annoyed at all.

He said: "It is not a good habit to be harsh on others. It will offend people."

Shen Lian smiled: "I'm not afraid. The people I offend are not good birds, and I'm not afraid of offending them."

The white-haired Taoist's smile faltered.

Isn't Shen Lian's words mocking him for not being a good bird?

He shook his head helplessly.

Xin Yuheng didn't know what to say either.

Shen Lian's mouth is really hopeless.
To be continued...