In the next two days, Murong and his son visited almost every place where the spiritual cultivation secrets might be hidden, but unfortunately to no avail.
On the third day, Shangguan Liuyun said that he was going to Murong's house to cancel the engagement. He was afraid that it would be unsafe to leave the two little ones at Shangguan's house, so he proposed to take them to Murong's house with him.
Xiao Bao's first reaction was of course not to go. After all, Murong Wan is the eldest daughter of the Murong family, and many people have seen her when she was a child. If people knew that Bao'er was Murong Wan, this matter would spread to Mo Shangqian.
In my ears, things got serious.
Murong Wan felt that he could go there this time.[
She had been away from Murong's family for many years, and she longed to go home and see the place where she once lived.
The moment Shangguan Liuyun appeared at Murong's house with the two little ones, it was still raining slowly. She saw her father Murong Cang in the rain and fog, and saw her mother Zhang who was getting thinner.
She came through time travel when she was eight years old, and the Zhang family has always held her in the palm of her hand. Murong Cang dotes on her even more, and many of her fellow senior brothers and sisters in the Murong family are her mentors and helpful friends.
She had been away for many years, but she never thought that her departure would hurt the people who cared about her.
Murong Wan couldn't bear to take another look at the mother of her era. She quietly looked away and hugged Shangguan Liuyun's neck tightly.
Everyone in the Murong family knew the purpose of Shangguan Liuyun's visit this time. Everyone was in a gloomy mood, and naturally they were not in the mood to take another look at their two lovely children.
The adults all went to the meeting hall for business. Murong Wan found an excuse to escape, and walked with Xiaobao through the familiar yet unfamiliar bluestone path, and entered the Wanxia Residence where she used to live through a small hole.
The sunset glow amidst the drizzle added a touch of vicissitude. The rainwater dripped down along the eaves. Murong Wan randomly wiped the rainwater from his cheeks, and maybe, there were tears...
"Mom, hurry into the house, be careful of the cold." Seeing Murong Wan's sadness, Xiaobao's own heart was also tangled.
"I have lived here for eight years. This was my home." Murong Wan entered the house and choked.
She got into her bedroom and looked in the direction of the bookcase.
She opened the bookcase door by mistake and saw the books neatly arranged inside. She cried and laughed and was filled with emotions.
Xiaobao stepped forward curiously: "They all seem to be ancient books with some history..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Cangpai suddenly appeared and took away one of the books with random symbols on it.
He read word by word: "Xiu Ling Jue..."
Murong Wan was still immersed in his own thoughts and didn't pay attention to what crawlers were saying. But Xiaobao heard it clearly and said funnyly: "Smelly crawlers, you don't know how to pretend to understand, don't tell me that you can understand these symbols!"
"The title of this book is called Spiritual Cultivation Techniques. I recognize these words. These are symbols from ancient times..."
As soon as Cangpai said this, Murong Wan and Xiaobao looked at Cangpai at the same time, and then almost at the same time, they took action and snatched the ancient book from his hand.
Murong Wan was filled with tears. She wiped away her tears randomly, looked at the cover of the book, and asked: "Are you sure this is a spiritual cultivation technique?!" [
She remembered that when she passed through, there was this ancient book here.
