After arriving in the study, Ming Haotian opened a sandalwood cabinet with a key, and then took out a long purple gold box from the sandalwood cabinet. He fiddled with the long purple gold box for a while, and the lid of the box popped open automatically.
Haotian carefully took out a scroll of portraits from the long purple and gold box, brought it to his desk, and then slowly opened it.
Situ Hao's heart beat wildly for no reason, and for a moment, he was filled with endless guesses about his mother's appearance.
The two little girls beside him had their eyes fixed on the slowly opened portrait. It seemed that they had been yearning for the saint for a long time.
Soon, all the portraits were opened.
"Wow, what a beautiful saint!"
"Yes, it's even more beautiful than the legend says."
Mina and Liuli expressed emotion one after another.
"Ah——" A moment later, Situ Hao exclaimed, with a look of disbelief written on his face.
Hearing Situ Hao's exclamation, Ming Haotian and the two little girls couldn't help but look back and looked at Situ Hao strangely.
"Hao'er, what's wrong with you?" Ming Haotian asked strangely.
"My... mother is exactly the same as the one I saw in my dream."
"Haha, this is the heart-to-heart connection between mother and son. It seems that letting you find your mother is indeed the best choice."
When Ming Haotian said these words with a smile, Situ Hao felt unspeakable sadness in his heart.
When he saw the portrait for the first time, he had a very familiar feeling. When he took a closer look, he discovered that the beautiful woman in the portrait was actually the same woman he met in the cliff abyss.
The beautiful ghosts look exactly the same.
After he exclaimed in surprise, Situ Hao realized that he had lost his composure, and he also figured out something in an instant.
A ghost that looks exactly like her mother appears at the bottom of the cliff and abyss, which means that she is most likely her mother's soul.
The appearance of the mother's soul at the bottom of the cliff abyss means that the mother is dead, and his death is most likely really related to his father.
No matter what, my father was pretty good at martial arts, and he and his mother stayed together in a stone house on the side of a cliff and an abyss. Even if someone got into a fight with his mother, it was impossible for his father not to know about it.
If my grandfather knew that my mother's ghost appeared at the bottom of the Fengyun Sword Sect's precipitous abyss, he would definitely throw his father into a secret prison without hesitation. Moreover, because of his love for his mother, he would not hesitate to send him to the secret prison.
People go to the bottom of the cliff and the abyss to find out this matter clearly.
The bottom of the cliff and abyss is a dead place. Even if everyone from the Burning Immortal Sect is thrown into it, no one will survive.
Therefore, this matter should only be investigated privately. The fact that a ghost exactly like my mother appears at the bottom of the cliff and abyss must not be known to grandpa.
Situ Hao figured this out in an instant. He casually used his words to cover up the turmoil in his heart.
"Master, the saint is so beautiful in the portraits, so is she even more beautiful in person?" Mina asked softly.
Ming Haotian nodded heavily: "Well, of course."
"Ah, it would be great if I could be as beautiful as the Saint when I grow up!" Mina said with longing.
"Don't be ashamed." As soon as Mina finished speaking, Liuli's voice sounded.
At this time, Situ Hao's heart was still immersed in this extremely shocking discovery. He didn't care at all about the quarrel between the two little girls and fell into deep contemplation.