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Chapter 1688

When I heard Zhang Jiajin's words, Dong'er and I were both shocked. I quickly protected Dong'er behind me, and Dong'er quickly took out the corpse bell from her pocket, looking like she was facing a great enemy.

"Don't be so nervous, I won't hurt this girl!" Zhang Jiajin was shocked by the two of us so nervously. He quickly locked the door and explained: "I will keep the secret for you!"

I felt relieved, but Dong'er didn't believe it, and her vigilant eyes kept staring at Zhang Jiajin.

"Dong'er, relax. Elder Zhang said he would keep it secret for us, and he would keep it secret for us." I looked at Dong'er who was still extremely nervous and comforted.

"How did you know that I am from Jiuzimen? I don't seem to have met the people from your Tianshi Mansion?"

Dong'er was still very alert, and she was still holding a bamboo tube in her hand.

I knew the bamboo tube was filled with corpse bugs.

Looking at Dong'er's pure face, Zhang Jiajin seemed to be trapped in memory and said, "Because you and your mother are so similar, they are exactly the same."

"Have you met Dong'er's mother?" I was very surprised...

"Show you something..." After Zhang Jiajin confirmed that the door was locked, he turned around and found a box made of rattan from under the bed. The box was locked tightly. I guess what very expensive thing should be here.

Under the confusion of Dong'er and I, Zhang Jiajin opened the box and took out an old black and white photo that was seriously oxidized from it.

Dong'er seemed to know what was going to happen next, and a pair of embarrassing and savage eyes kept staring at the photos.

"Look, this is the photos taken when the first batch of new purple-robed wizards of the Tianshi Mansion more than 30 years ago!"

Zhang Jiajin handed the photo to me. Among the yellowed old photos were five people wearing Taoist robes, four men and one woman.

The man sitting in the middle, with white hair and beards, wearing a yellow Taoist robe that only the celestial master can wear, and a black Taoist hat, revealing a sense of majesty in his kindness.

This person is a Tianshi, but not Zhang Jiayao.

Zhang Jiajin told me that this man was the old Taoist master of the Tianshi Mansion, and Zhang Jiayao was wearing a purple Taoist robe and sitting on the right hand of the old Taoist robe. Zhang Jiayao, who was wearing a purple Taoist robe thirty years ago, looked very young.

When I saw the person sitting on the left side of the old master, I couldn't help but be stunned. The elder of the purple robe sitting on the left side of the old master turned out to be Zhu Xunuo's master, Zhang Jialiang.

The rules of Feng Shui circle are that the left is the big one, and the person sitting on the left hand of the old master is Zhang Jialiang instead of Zhang Jiayao, which means that Zhang Jialiang's identity in the Tianshi Mansion should have been higher than that of the contemporary Tianshi Master Zhang Jiayao.

As if seeing what I was thinking, Zhang Jiajin sighed and said, "It's all the past. Don't ask me, I don't want to mention it!"

Next to Zhang Jialiang was a young woman wearing a red Taoist robe and a pure and beautiful face.

"Dong'er?"

I first recognized this woman as Dong'er. When I turned to look at Dong'er, I found that Dong'er had already abandoned all her vigilance, looked at the person in the photo with tears on her face, and said even more: "Mom..."

Dong'er's mother, yes, is she from Tianshi Mansion?

Dong'er, who washed the mud on her face, looked exactly the same as the women in the photo, both at the age of eighteen or twenty.

Dong'er's mom sounded like a bolt from the blue, and it exploded in my mind.

"This, this, what's going on?" I grabbed Zhang Jiajin's arm: "How could Dong'er's mother be in the photo?"


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