Douluo 2: I transmigrated as Huo Yuhao's own sister

Chapter 606: The Past That Cannot Be Reconciled

The brief silence was broken only by Mr. Mu's inexplicable laughter.

"What a coincidence!"

Old Mu looked up at the sky, his eyes full of obscurity and fluctuations. Above the indifferent sky, a golden ripple slowly rippled for a moment, and the vines surrounding the Poseidon Pavilion lit up immediately before falling into peace again.

After a while, he sighed and half closed his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

Huo Yunche's eyes flashed slightly.

She noticed the fluctuation in the Poseidon Pavilion at that moment, but seeing her master's attitude of keeping silent, and the so-called truth that was concealed in Du Bu Si's words. Is it possible that God is jealous of her even though she is defying the will of Heaven?

And what role did her so-called real "mother" play in this?
Against the Heavens, Heaven's Envy, Real Huo Ling, Mom, White Tiger Duke's Mansion
Huo Yunche lowered his eyes to hide the fleeting thought in his clear blue eyes, then laughed and shook his head. No matter what it was, it was a heaven-defying thing that even a Limit Douluo could not solve, so what did it have to do with a mere Soul King like her?

"I've finished listening to the story." Huo Yunche smiled and said in a half-distant tone, "Excuse me, can I leave now?"

"Kid, you don't believe it?" Du Bu Si sighed, pursed his lips, and looked at Huo Yunche pitifully.

That extremely childish face was filled with two red, tearful eyes that blinked, full of hope hidden under the sadness.

You know what, it’s quite... cough!
Huo Yunche turned his face away silently and repeated to himself three times, "I won't fall for it, I won't fall for it, I won't fall for it", before he put on a stern face and faced Du Bu Si.

"You guys actually told a pretty good story." Huo Yunche said sincerely, "It's just... a bit of a pity."

She shrugged, stretched out her hand and nodded her head: "Although no one knows, I remember all the memories since I was born."

Huo Xiujing's expression changed slightly. Huo Yunche glanced at him and continued, "Since we were born, my brother, my mother and I have lived in the broken woodshed of the Duke of White Tiger's mansion, which is full of firewood. There are spider webs in the corners, rats and cockroaches coming out to look for food in the middle of the night, and there are guards outside to prevent us from escaping."

Oh yes, the rats and cockroaches were feeding on the three of them.

Huo Yunche recalled expressionlessly the pain of having his little toe nearly gnawed off by a rat and having his ears bitten off by cockroaches when he was a child, as well as the subsequent high fever and despair of being on the verge of death. He shuddered instantly.

So, she really hates rats and cockroaches!
"Wait, are you saying that you were locked up in a woodshed in the White Tiger Duke's Mansion?" Huo Xiujing finally noticed the loophole. He frowned and looked at Du Bu Si, "Second Grandfather, this is not right."

"You also know that 20 years ago, when my father and Aunt Huo Ling fell in front of me, Aunt Huo Ling was briefly lucid. At that time, she managed to say the vague word "child" and then her brain collapsed."

Du Bu Si nodded: "I know. At that time, I also arranged for people from the Body Sect to look for the trace of Xiao Ling'er's child, but they searched for a long time without any results. I even suspected that I had heard it wrong and it was not the child."

“Yes.” Huo Xiujing frowned and thought, “But more than ten years ago, Aunt Huo Ling called them children again. No, that time she should have called them children, three words.

But I was the only one present at the time, and you were in seclusion, and my strength was not enough to intimidate the Body Sect, so I could only take the opportunity to make secret visits to various places through the Jinxiufang left by my grandmother.

As for the Duke of Baihu's Mansion, I have explored it at least three times under the name of the owner of Jinxiufang, but found nothing. Except for their second young master Dai Huabin and the child who was born more than a year ago, even the servants in the Duke of Baihu's Mansion are no younger than 30 years old. "How much more than a year?" Huo Yunche asked suddenly.

Huo Xiujing quickly responded: "One year, five months and seven days. But when I first went to the Duke of White Tiger's Mansion to investigate, the Duke of White Tiger's Mansion happened to be custom-making a tuxedo for their second young master's two-year-old birthday party, which means he was about one year and eight months old."

"So one year, five months and seven days is Huo..." Huo Ling took a detour as he was about to say the word "Huo Ling", "The day when Madam became conscious?"

"Yes, I remember it very clearly, because the sky was unusual that day, with dark clouds all over the place. Almost the entire continent was caught in a thunderstorm, which was later classified as a rare period of minor thunderstorms on the continent."

"That day was the day my brother and I were born. However, when Dai Huabin was one year and eight months old, we had been locked up in the firewood room of the White Tiger Duke's Mansion for several months. How could we not have a child? The firewood room doesn't seem to be a difficult place to explore." Huo Yunche murmured.

"Forget about the woodshed, I've even been into their dungeon, every time." Huo Xiujing touched the tip of his nose, feeling no guilt at all for trespassing into a private residence.

Is this something to be proud of?

Huo Yunche glanced at Huo Xiujing silently, then turned his gaze away and began to think.

Suddenly, her heart skipped a beat, and she looked up and asked, "Brother Xiu Jing, you just said that you have explored the White Tiger Duke's Mansion no less than three times?"

"That's right, I was invited to Dai Huabin's fourth and seventh birthdays as the owner of Jinxiufang, and this was just the official event.

I sneaked in secretly when I was eight, nine, ten, and eleven years old. I don’t know why, but every time I passed by the Duke of White Tiger’s mansion, I would have the urge to go in. Now that I think about it, it’s because you two siblings were actually there.”

Wow, Dai Huabin has become a figure in the chronology.

The corners of Huo Yunche's mouth twitched slightly, and he subconsciously ignored the second half of Huo Xiujing's sentence.

"You never saw us once?"

"No."

"But I have seen the guard of the woodshed you mentioned. I thought it was very strange at the time, so I went in and looked around, thinking there was a secret room. Unfortunately, I searched the entire woodshed, touched every brick and every piece of firewood, but still found nothing."

"I was almost discovered because of this. I finally hid in a cellar nearby that looked abandoned for a long time. Judging from the dusty state, it must have been at least ten years old."

"The Duke of White Tiger's mansion was under martial law for a month, and I stayed inside for a month. I also stored a lot of dry food inside, which was convenient for me to rest and recuperate when I sneaked in every year."

"In the cellar in the abandoned courtyard near the woodshed." Huo Yunche repeated what Huo Xiujing said and looked at him hesitantly, "The dry food is not sweet potatoes, potatoes or something like that, right? Did you also leave a cork rocking chair, a gold-threaded cotton blanket, and a folding fan?"

"How do you know?" Huo Xiujing asked subconsciously.

Huo Yunche was silent for a moment, then said, “My brother, my mother, and I fled to that cellar and hid there for more than five years after our martial spirits awakened, but we never saw you there.”