Afterwards, Ye Siminghuan looked at Gu Nuoer, the girl was standing outside by the drying side, as if observing something.

Ye Siming walked behind her: "What are you looking at?"

Gu Nuoer pointed to a handkerchief that was drying on it.

"Brother Siming, look at this handkerchief. It's dark purple and embroidered with two butterflies. I think it belongs to a young girl."

"And I just saw in her kitchen that the cabinets, which are much higher than the old lady's, were spotlessly wiped."

"It's possible that she lives with another girl in normal times. Maybe that girl isn't that short."

Gu Nuo'er measured her height.

"It's almost like me!"

Ye Siming glanced at the handkerchief and pondered, "Maybe it's the old woman's daughter?"

But after Qin Song asked the nearby villagers, he found out that the old woman was a widow who lived alone.

Her husband died twenty years ago.

Childless, has been living on his own.

Qin Song said: "The villagers say she has an odd personality, but a few months ago, a girl who looked like a beggar was brought back from outside."

"They took care of each other until the girl left not long ago."

Ye Siming frowned: "Where did this girl go?"

Qin Song shook his head: "I heard that the girl is rather timid and rarely talks to the villagers. Everyone doesn't even know her name."

"Only the old village chief said that he heard the old woman call the girl 'Ruoruo'."

Ruoruo?

Hearing the name, Gu Nuoer and Ye Siming looked at each other tacitly.

Even if they didn't speak, they thought of the same person.

Feng Ruoxin?

Can't be so coincidental, it's her again.

Ye Siming suddenly said, "When the old woman wakes up, Qin Song will go to interrogate her again."

Afterwards, he arranged for a few more people to investigate who Feng Ruoxin had been in contact with recently and where he had been.

Before leaving the village, Ye Siming confessed to the guards guarding him.

"Patrols must not be slack, especially the old woman, watch it closely. Idle people, etc., are not allowed to enter."

The Guardsmen responded in succession.

On the way back, I sat in a carriage.

Gu Nuo'er didn't feel tired at first, but when she leaned on Ye Siming's shoulder, she felt tired from not sleeping all night.

"Go to sleep, I'll call you again when I get to the palace."

Ye Siming felt sorry for her hard work, he lowered his head and kissed the girl's hair.

Gu Nuoer snorted and fell asleep.

In her dream, she came to a place surrounded by a fairy mist.

Gu Nuo'er stepped on a thin layer of water with her bare feet.

Pushing aside the white fog, she saw the old man Tiandao standing beside a lampstand.

The base of the lampstand is a long and slender rod, with a golden lotus carved on it.

And the core of the lotus flower is burning finely at this moment.

Gu Nuo'er looked at Tian Dao's profile, so surprised, shocked, and helpless.

"Grandpa Tiandao~" The girl ran to his side as before.

Tiandao looked back at her: "Grandpa's little fish is back."

Gu Nuoer looked at the lamp: "Grandpa, what is this?"

Tian Dao smiled, and his eyes full of wisdom were deep and unreadable.

"This is a kind of love thread. Whenever the gods in the lower realms are really emotional, this lantern will burn."

"Wow, it's so beautiful, whose lantern is this?" Gu Nuoer asked curiously.

However, this time, the old man didn't say anything.

For some reason, Gu Nuoer felt that Grandpa Tiandao's eyes became a little sad and worried?

The girl slept soundly.

She didn't even know that the tree demon patriarch's box, which was placed on the high pavilion, took the mana seal, and at some point, a slit opened.