This treasure box space is a space connected to Chu Yue's spiritual consciousness. When Chu Yue enters the treasure box, Xuanyuan Xiu, Rag Bu and the captive beasts can also come here to watch through the hub of Shennong Space.
Ancestor Xuanyuan Xiu looked around as if he had never seen the world before, and finally found a series of storybooks in the carved crystal jade cabinet, a total of more than a dozen.
Each book is as thick as a finger.
Xuanyuan Xiu's eyes suddenly lit up.
"Good stuff, good stuff."
Xuanyuan Xiu picked up the script and frowned, "What word is this? Why don't I recognize it?"
"Taotie, glutton's glutton." Ragpo said disdainfully: "It's terrible to be uneducated."
Xuanyuan Xiu: "..." He still recognized these two words together, but if they were separated, his mind would be at a loss for words.
The title of the storybook in his hand is "The Taoist God" on the cover page.
"Master, the things in here are so girly." Rag lay on Chu Yue's shoulder like a kitten, "Is Immortal Emperor Hongmeng telling you to be more girly?"
Chu Yue pursed her lips and said nothing. She glanced around and caught the letter that fell to the ground.
She picked up some pieces of letter paper.
The first page was scrawled and revised many times.
There are all kinds of characters.
Through the smudged ink, Chu Yue could vaguely see that there were names one after another.
The names are different.
The last names are all the same.
That was a word she was extremely familiar with:
Chu.
…
Seeing this, Chu Yue had already noticed that something was wrong.
"Chu Mingyue."
Rag read out the only intact name on the first page of the letter, "Master, is this a person's name? It looks strangely like yours."
"It's not as nice as our little leaf's name."
Xuanyuan Xiu curled his lips and said while flipping through "The Taoist God".
"These things do not belong to Immortal Emperor Hongmeng." Chu Yue said calmly.
"Whose is that?" Rag Bu wondered.
"Da Chu, Mrs. Chu's."
After Chu Yue finished speaking, she opened the second page of the letter.
Different from the dense ink blur on the first page, the second page is a serious letter.
Between the lines, there is a mother's regret.
She sat in front of the window under the fifteenth moon, blowing the evening breeze, smelling the fragrance of flowers, and wrote down her obsession——
"Mingyue, isn't it unfamiliar to call you like this? Mom, can you please call me Yueyue?"
Your father and grandfather both said that you would not exist in the world, and the doctor also said that he made a mistake.
In their eyes, is my mother a fool?
How could your mother, who is connected with you by flesh and blood, not know whether you existed or not?
The monks in the temple said that Nanyin, your twin sister, sucked away your vitality.
Many years have passed since that day, and my mother wants to hug you every day as she was never born.
If you are born safely, you will be loved by many older brothers just like Nanyin.
Month month.
If one day we, mother and daughter, drink the water from the Yellow Spring and admire the flowers of hell together, please believe that my mother loves and cares about you more than my own life."
"Crack, crack."
Chu Yue's fingers holding the letter suddenly curled up, and even the letter became wrinkled.
She drooped her head and smiled bitterly.
"Little Ye Zi?" Xuanyuan Xiu put down his script and asked with concern.
"Stab" sound.
Chu Yue tore up the letter in her hand indifferently.
She has only one mother.
That is Mu Qinghuang.
She would never recognize Da Chu's mother, just like she didn't think that Chu Yuncheng and the old man could be her father and grandfather.
"Master...Son..." Ragbu was worried.
"fine."
Chu Yue responded with a smile, repeating mechanical movements in her hands, tearing up Xue Elegy's letter over and over again, until the ground was covered with fragments.
She opened her eyes wide and looked at the things displayed on the cabinet.
A rattle for children.
Clothes a little bigger than a palm.
There are also tassel decorations for girls to braid.
Each tassel is inlaid with brilliant colored glaze.
There are also crescent-shaped hairpins.
The surface of the hairpin is flowing with gleaming light, which makes it look like a high-quality item.
There are pieces of clothing placed on each exquisite shelf.
There are aqua blue long skirts, as well as light pink and green colors, all of which are the bright colors that a lively and lovely girl should have.
In the house, for tens of thousands of years, only the colors black, red, and gray are missing.
Perhaps in Xue Elegy's perception, her daughter should be kind and lovely, as pure as white paper, but she didn't know that the moon in her mouth, the white paper she thought, was stained with blood over and over again.
, ranging from bright red to deep black, they are all visible injuries.
Chu Yue calmly moved her eyes away.
Thousands of clothes and jewelry put together are not as good as the hand warmer made by Huang Niang and the newly purchased longevity lock.
Chu Yue's last gaze fell on a calligraphy product.
That thing, with its crooked appearance, is calligraphy, but more like garbage.
Chu Yue almost couldn't bear to look directly.
"Master, your calligraphy." Ragbu jumped over excitedly and rubbed against the calligraphy.
"Little Ye Zi, your handwriting always gets uglier every time and makes me tremble." Xuanyuan Xiu teased.
Chu Yue twitched the corner of her mouth, took away her handwriting, and found a small note behind the handwriting. The note said: Yueyue, look, the words are so ugly.
Chu Yue: "..." What about the promised treasure? Why should I show her such a thing?
Did Immortal Emperor Hongmeng go to great lengths just to humiliate her words?
Chu Yue took away her "calligraphy" and prepared to leave this inexplicable place.
But before leaving, Xuanyuan Xiu took a pen and left a line of large characters on the wall:
The handsome man came here for a visit.
He looked at his handwriting with great satisfaction.
Chu Yue and Rag Bu turned around to look, almost staggering and falling on the spot.
That word was really ugly, uglier than hers.
When Chu Yue left, she looked at the broken letter paper on the ground and the brand new rattle on the cabinet, and smiled faintly, her light purple eyes shining with broken light, and her heart was filled with pain.
She doesn't need Da Chu's family affection.
One person, one soul and one cloth disappeared into the treasure chest space.
Not long after.
Snow Elegy entered the treasure chest and saw the mess on the floor and the arrogant words on the wall, with a smiley face drawn behind the words. She almost fainted and screamed immediately.
Hearing the sound of Xue Elegy, the nearby sons of Chu Yuncheng and Chu Shijue were startled and hurriedly walked in to take a look.
Seeing this scene, everyone was beyond shocked.
Chu Yuncheng frowned, his mind was spinning at high speed, and he was carefully counting the masters that Da Chu had offended.
Chu Shijue said: "How could such a strong person come and go so quietly in our great Chu? Not even the top masters of the great Chu were aware of it. This person is too strong and his conduct is really bad. He is embedded in
It is really abominable that Meng Lang's words should be left wantonly in a woman's room."