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Chapter 122 Blank Letter

The rooms in Nishikoribo all look the same, and if it weren't for the placement of some small items, it would be impossible to tell who's room is whose.

Jinglan's former wing was just like Yao Niang's.

At this time, there were bones on the bed that should have been empty.

The bones lay flat on the bed, with his hands folded on his belly. After the skin and flesh were gone, the bones of his hands fell to the tail bone.

White bones are not as scary as a rotting corpse. Just placing them on the bed like this should not scare people.

It's just that after they entered Yaoniang's wing and then came to Jinglan's wing, something always felt wrong.

The wing room was too clean, and Old Xiu Niang also said that Jing Lan and Yao Niang's wing rooms were ordered by the owner not to enter at will.

Yao Niang's house had not been occupied for four or five years and was full of dust. Jinglan's house had been dead for more than ten years, so it should be similar to a mud house.

It was spotless. At this time, Jinglan's wing was cleaner than the rest of Jinzhifang.

Yan Yan had a memory, and as soon as he entered the room, he ran to the bed and opened the drawer underneath.

She really found something.

Yan Yan picked up the letters one by one and was about to tear them open and read them.

"Isn't it immoral to watch it without permission?" Qingyu whispered.

"I'm not very moral?" Yan Yan's light eyes fell on Qingyu.

Qingyu immediately shut up and stopped talking.

The letters were all written by Jing Lan to Minister Lu, and the words in them were so explicit that Yan Yan felt they were more exposed than the bones lying on the bed.

The secret play pictures I saw before were not at all as heart-pounding as this.

Even Shen Shizi blushed when he saw it, and he wanted to snatch it away to prevent Yan Yan from looking at it anymore.

"If you take it again, I will read it out to you." Yan Yan dodged Shen Beizhu's outstretched hand.

Shen Beizhu, "..."

"Jinglan wrote a letter but didn't send it." Yan Yan quickly read the letter, "The time is all strung together. It happened to be the half month before Mrs. Jingmei lost her memory."

"That's what Jinglan wrote when she was banned." Shen Beizhu said.

Yan Yan was still looking at the letters. He had glanced at them casually, but now he was reading them word for word.

Those who don't know better think that Yan Yan is studying hard and is motivated to get the top score in the exam next year.

Jinglan wrote a letter that Shen Beizhu didn't want to read a second time after reading it.

Qingyu was a Taoist priest and Xiaobaizhu was a child. Only Yan Yu and Shen Beizhu could see it.

"Do you reject love letters that much?" Yan Yan looked at it while responding to Shen Beizhu's disgusted look.

"No wonder Mr. Lu hates Jinglan so much." Shen Beizhu frowned, "How can a woman write a love letter to a man? Besides, the things written in it cannot be written by even a brothel woman."

"You don't like taking the initiative?" Yan Yan was stunned for a moment and looked up from the letter.

Upon hearing this, Qingyu quickly winked at Shen Beizhu, but Shen Beizhu was just talking to Yan Yan and didn't notice at all.

He frowned and shook his head, "I don't like it. Girls can easily be deceived if they take the initiative..."

As Shen Beizhu spoke, he suddenly paused and looked up at Yan Yan.

"Do you think I am easily deceived?" Yan Yan had a bright smile on his face.

The smile was so bright that Shen Beizhu wanted to raise his hand and slap himself twice.

He forgot that Yan Yan took the initiative to do something he shouldn't have done with Baizhu, and that's why they wanted to get married.

Although Bai Zhu himself doesn't know about this yet.

"Of course you are different. Whoever you fall in love with will be lucky." Shen Beizhu said awkwardly.

Yan Yan stopped talking to him and continued to read the letter in his hand.

"This letter says [Jinglan knows that you like your sister, so what do you like about your sister? Her face? Or her body? Jinglan's body..."

Yan Yan was reading, but in the middle of reading, Xiao Bai Zhu pulled his sleeve.

Even if she didn't finish reading, they could guess some of the rest.

"It can be seen from this sentence that Jinglan wants Jingmei's body." Qingyu touched her chin, "But other people's bodies are not what she wants."

"Hmm." Yan Yan pondered, "There is also a signed letter here. It seems that it was given to Jinglan by someone else, but there is nothing written on it."

She handed the blank letter to Shen Beizhu.

The letter contains the words "Jing Lan personally expresses it", and the letter paper is different from the one Jing Lan used to write.

Shen Beizhu couldn't see the mystery and handed the letter to Qingyu again.

Qingyu smelled the letter and said, "There is a heavy yin energy on it. This yin energy is a bit like the branch of the tree in Ah Yao's hometown."

"Huh?" Qing Yu said this, and Yan Yan took the letter again, "That's true."

Yan Yan placed the letter under the sun and illuminated it by candlelight, but no words appeared on it.

Instead, she stretched out a small hand in front of her. It was small, white, and soft when she held it.

Yan Yan put his hand on Xiao Bai Zhu's outstretched hand. He hadn't seen Xiao Bai Zhu's hand holding it for a long time, but he still stretched out his hand.

Qingyu blinked, "Does your little brother want to read the letter in your hand?"

Yan Yan was fascinated by the cute look of Xiao Bai Zhu holding out his hand. When he came to his senses, he gave him the blank letter.

The blank letter fell into Xiao Bai Zhu's hands, and slowly words appeared on it.

It’s a ballad——

[There is a headless mountain, a temple on the mountain, and a tree behind the temple.

Come and go in peace, Hong Ling’s wish may come true.]

There are only two lines in the ballad, and it is written about Wutou Mountain, but the King of Wutou Mountain, Yan Yan, has never heard of this ballad.

"Why does this handwriting look so familiar to me?" Shen Beizhu looked closer at the letter.

Yan Yan and Xiao Bai Zhu's eyes fell on him together.

When they first came to Jinzhifang, Mrs. Jingmei said that Shen Beizhu told her that the forbidden magic on Yao Niang came from Wutou Mountain.

Could it be that someone told Shen Beizhu about Wutou Mountain?

Yan Yan: "Whose handwriting does this belong to?"

Shen Beizhu: "It looks like me."


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