According to chronological estimates, this photo was taken at least eighty years ago. Being able to take pictures in that era was not something ordinary people could do.
Although Ling Xiaoxiao is naive, he is not stupid either. He thought of many things the first time he saw the photo.
In the photo, Master Miaohui is not bald, but has her hair in the then fashionable swallowtail style, and is wearing a cheongsam embroidered with clouds. She is sitting on a chair, holding a swaddled baby in her arms.
Behind her, stood a tall young man. The man was wearing a Chinese tunic suit and had a straight waist. Although his face was scratched in the photo, judging from his body shape, his temperament and appearance should be good.
"Is this man the heartless man who abandoned his master? It seems that his master was living a good life at the foot of the mountain..."
In the photo, the beauty of the man and the girl, and the happiness of the family of three almost overflowed from the photo. Ling Xiaoxiao couldn't believe that the man would really abandon Master Miaohui.
Ling Xiaoxiao observed the photo carefully and suddenly discovered a small detail.
The baby in Master Miaohui's arms had a small piece of broken jade hanging on it.
The broken jade is obviously some kind of token and is very representative. Maybe the children who are looking for Master Miaohui in the future can use the broken jade to identify their identity.
While Ling Xiaoxiao was flipping through the diary, he suddenly heard Yan Shouyi's voice coming from outside the Sutra Pavilion:
"Junior Sister Ling! Are you there? If you are, promise, I will come to you if there is something urgent!"
Ling Xiaoxiao put the photo back in the diary and stuck his head out of the window with the diary between his legs: "I'm here!"
"You come down and talk first!"
"good!"
Ling Xiaoxiao walked briskly, "floating" from the second floor to the first floor. After walking out of the Sutra Collection Pavilion, before she could speak, Yan Shouyi asked:
"What did you find?"
Ling Xiaoxiao quickly handed over the diary: "We made a big discovery! This is the master's diary!"
journal?
Yan Shouyi was overjoyed. This diary must contain many secrets and could solve most of his confusions.
He took the diary, flipped through it quickly, and asked Ling Xiaoxiao:
"Is there a specific time in the diary when Master Miaohui was abandoned?"
Ling Xiaoxiao did remember it, she replied: "I remember it was 1928."
"1928..."
Yan Shou stopped flipping through the pages, did some math in his mind, and was stunned.
It has been exactly eighty-seven years since Master Miaohui was tragically abandoned!
It coincides with the time when Houshan’s body died!
He felt that he was getting closer to the truth, but he still lacked the most critical direct evidence.
Maybe you can find something in the diary!
He continued to flip through the diary as quickly as possible. As he was flipping through the diary, a black and white photo fell out of the diary.
Yan Shou quickly caught the photo before it hit the ground.
He glanced at the contents of the photo, not missing any detail.
The next second——
"Found it..."
Yan Shou let out a long breath, as if a high school student had solved a complex math problem.
He already knew all the truth, but when he learned the truth, he didn't feel happy at all. His expression was very complicated.
"Senior Brother Yan, what did you find?" Ling Xiaoxiao asked curiously.
"Hey, fate plays tricks on people!"
Yan Shouyi sighed and said to Ling Xiaoxiao: "You don't have to go to the Sutra Pavilion anymore. You can continue to look for the Lotus Formation Eye with Senior Brother Yan. I...I'll go find my aunt."
Now that the matter has come to this, it seems that there is no need to hide anything from the two old men.
Yan Shouyi's original plan was to quietly go to the abandoned theater to find Master Miaohui after breaking through the lotus formation, and kill her directly without giving her a chance to resist.
Anyway, Grandma and the others don’t know that Master Miaohui is still alive. It would be too cruel to ask them to accept their master’s fake death and blackening, and then let them experience the separation between master and disciple again.
But the situation is different now. Yan Shouyi understands the truth and knows that things can turn around, so his approach does not need to be so extreme.
Ling Xiaoxiao pursed her lips a little angrily and said seriously:
"Senior Brother Yan, you say that I am also the future head of the Emei Sect. Is there anything that I cannot listen to?"
Yan Shouyi was stunned when he heard this. Frankly speaking, he still regards Ling Xiaoxiao as a little girl and has never thought about discussing any major matters with her.
But now Ling Xiaoxiao's airy appearance really makes him look like the heir to the throne.
Most of the time, people can only mature after being injured. This shows how much the Emei sect was exterminated, which brought about great changes to Ling Xiaoxiao.
"Okay, then you go and inform my grandma and aunt and ask them to go to the back mountain as soon as possible."
"OK!"
Ling Xiaoxiao smiled sweetly and "floated" to find Master Guanyun and the others.
Yan Shouyi once again rode on Zhushan Zao, transformed into the wrath of the North, and rushed back to the back mountain in a hurry.
The skeletons in the back mountain were vital evidence, and he was afraid that something might happen to the evidence while he was away.
Fortunately, when he rushed back, Zhuge Ji and others dutifully stood by and the thirteen skeletons were not moved at all.
Zhuge Ji was currently analyzing with Yan Nanfei what happened to these skeletons during their lifetime.
Zhuge Ji believed that there should have been a demon monk on Mount Emei, and these skeletons were all the "medicine primers" used by the demon monk in his practice. After all, there were many instances of human sacrifices in history.
Yan Nanfei believed that these children got lost in the mountains because of their playfulness, and eventually all starved to death. His speculation was also possible, as it was common for people to starve to death in that era.
However, both of them lacked solid evidence, and neither was convinced by the other, and they kept arguing.
Tian Jue'er was simple. She squatted aside and gnawed on the wild fruit Lele had just picked. When she took a bite, the juice splashed out. However, Tian Jue'er stopped chewing. She hesitated for a few seconds and spit it out in her mouth.
of the fruit pulp, and then Fatty gave Lele a good beating.
Bah, this fruit is not delicious at all!
Lele had half a wooden fish on his head, sharing a lot of damage with it.
When several people saw Yan Shou coming back, they all stood up immediately. Yan Nanfei said:
"Brother Yan, Zhuge Ji and I have different opinions about these bones. Do you want to listen?"
Yan Nanfei is a member of the Kunlun Yan family and is proficient in Qimen Dunjia, while Zhuge Ji is a heaven-watching master. Both of them are considered to be think-tank talents, so they dislike each other and have to convince each other before they give up.
They originally wanted to ask Yan Shouyi to comment, but unexpectedly Yan Shouyi waved his hand and said:
"You don't need to say anything, I have already determined the truth of the matter."
"Are you sure? How are you sure?" The two of them asked in unison, puzzled.
Yan Shouyi deliberately kept it secret: "We can't say it yet, we have to wait for two people."
"Who?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Xiaoxiao led Wen Yuxian and Master Guanyun to the scene.