The fake daughter lives in a haunted house, begging for mercy

Chapter 466 Apart from the master of the Xuanxian Sect, there is only Qin Niao
Qin Niao snorted coldly, "This is how it should be, but she actually used Xuanling's account to provoke..."

Speaking of this, Qin Niao's voice paused slightly.

Chu Qingci's tone was clear and gentle: "Who are you provoking, senior sister? Is it the real junior uncle?"

Qin Niao smoothed her hair and said with her usual expression: "Provoke the divine girl."

Chu Qingci asked, "Was Ling the junior uncle at that time?"

Qin Niao: "Didn't your dad tell you?"

The young master uncle of Xuanxian Sect is an extremely mysterious figure both externally and internally.

She wears white Hanfu and a veil all year round, like a fairy descending to earth, mysterious and unexplorable.

The Xuanling account was originally created by the junior uncle to warn against natural disasters, but she was away from the Xuanxian Sect all year round, traveling around the world, and her whereabouts were unpredictable, so the management of the account was also given to the master of the Xuanxian Sect.

The only person who has really seen the true appearance of Junior Master Xuanling is Qin Niao, except for the master of Xuanxian Sect.

Chu Qingci shook his head and stared at Qin Niao with some scrutiny: "My father only said that if I find you, I will find my junior uncle. When I was on Mingwu Island, my junior junior uncle disappeared with you. But why did you After finding Junior Master Xuanling, why don’t you take her back to Xuanxian Sect?”

Qin Niao didn't care about his suspicion, "Why do you want to go back?"

Chu Qingci: "Sister, you should know that my junior uncle is closely related to the future of Xuanxian Sect. She is the next sect leader."

Qin Niao secretly thought that Shi Ling was still the soul of the hostile force Shenyue Sect.

Qin Niao said calmly: "My junior uncle has lost his memory."

Chu Qingci was stunned for a moment, then said with a hint of realization: "No wonder she pretended not to recognize me when she saw me."

Although he has never seen his true appearance, as the son of the master of Xuanxian Sect, he must recognize him.

Chu Qingci asked hurriedly: "What happened on the trip to Mingwu Island? How could my junior uncle lose his memory? Has he not been able to recover his memory after so long?"

Qin Niao's eyes darkened slightly, remembering Gu Xiuji who had appeared next to Shi Ling, "My junior uncle's memory loss is related to the Shenyue Sect. But there are also people in the Xuanxian Sect who are plotting against my junior uncle."

Chu Qingci: "Who is it?"

Qin Niao shook her head: "I didn't know, so I didn't take her back."

Chu Qingci looked solemn, "Is there an undercover agent of Shenyue Sect in Xuanxian Sect?"

Qin Niao was slightly silent.

What I didn’t say is that your junior uncle Xuanling is the biggest undercover agent of Shenyue Sect in Xuanxian Sect. The kind who will soon become the master of the house.

Qin Niao said: "If there is an undercover agent from the Shenyue Sect, it is impossible for my junior uncle to not discover it."

Chu Qingci murmured to himself: "That's the internal affairs of the sect. The young master uncle has very little contact with the disciples in the sect, and it is impossible to have any grudges. That's why someone coveted the position of the sect leader and took action against her... No wonder the senior sister did not take the young master with her. My uncle has returned to the sect, and now that she has lost her memory, it will be even more difficult to prevent her from going back. I will report this matter to my father and investigate the elders closely."

Qin nodded and his eyes drifted to Shi Ling's room, "Don't tell the Xuanxian Sect about her whereabouts until she recovers her memory."

……

At eight o'clock in the evening, Luo Zhaodi returned to her low-rent house after getting off work from the orchard.

On the way she picked up a call. It was from her father.

She answered the phone tiredly, thinking that someone was coming to ask her for money again, and she felt a little irritated.

"dad."

"Zhao Di, what are you busy with?"

"Just came back from picking fruit."

"Have you eaten?" "Not yet. I'm about to go back and cook."

"Then stop cooking. Zhaodi, you've worked hard too. Go home. The food is ready and waiting for you to come back."

After a tiring day, she suddenly heard the caring voice of her family. Luo Zhaodi couldn't help but feel her eyes burning and her heart boiling.

Although her family has some traditional values ​​that favor sons over daughters and are not as good to her as her younger brother, they still care about her. It was helpless to ask her to move out before. After all, other daughters at this age are already married.

"Okay, Dad, I'll go back right away."

Luo Zhaodi planned to take the bus home. After waiting at the platform for a while, the No. 4 bus she wanted to take arrived.

She was about to get in the car, but at this moment, the voice of the girl she met in the orchard during the day suddenly rang in her mind.

She said remember to bring a knife when you go home at night.

For a moment, she felt a chill running down her spine.

How did she know that she would go home tonight?

Why carry a knife?

But her father's change of normal kind attitude seemed to be a false dream, which made her indulge in it, but also made her feel a little scared.

Luo Zhaodi glanced at the bus approaching the stop sign, tightened her clothes in confusion, and finally turned around and ran to the nearby 24-hour convenience store and bought a fruit knife.

She thought mockingly to herself that she was probably born unfit to be loved, and she would be on guard even if her father asked her to go home for dinner.

Thinking like this, Luo Zhaodi couldn't help but feel a little guilty. When she came out of the convenience store, she bought a watermelon. She thought that now that she had lived separately, she couldn't go back to eat empty-handed.

Luo Zhaodi put the fruit knife in her pocket, then took the watermelon and got on the next bus.

Her parents live in an old community in the county. The floors here are basically not high, mostly only five or six floors, and there are no elevators.

On summer nights, cicadas chirp and frogs croak, old residential buildings are brightly lit, and cheerful square dance songs are played on the lawns. Some aunts in the community are dancing in formation.

Luo Zhaodi knocked on the door, and a middle-aged woman opened the door for her. After seeing the watermelon she was carrying, a smile instantly appeared on her face.

"Zhao Di, why are you bringing things with you when you come so late? Come in and eat."

Luo's mother took the watermelon from her hand and put it in an old-fashioned refrigerator to freeze.

There was only a large plate of white chopped chicken and two plates of green vegetables on the dining table. Most of the pile of white chopped chicken had been eaten. Her father and her brother didn't wait for anyone, just munching on the meat. There were some chicken bones piled next to the rice bowl.

"I'm back, Zhaodi, come and eat quickly, I specially left the chicken head you like to eat for you."

Luo's father put a piece of chicken head into Luo Zhaodi's bowl. Her mother raised the chicken on the balcony and killed it at home. The feathers on the head of the chicken were not yet plucked, and the chicken skin looked densely covered with black spots.

And her brother was chewing on chicken legs. In fact, she doesn't like eating chicken heads at all. She also likes eating chicken legs. When she was a child, she reached out to pick up a chicken drumstick, but her parents scolded her severely. They said she was greedy and said that chicken drumsticks were reserved for children and she had to give them to her younger brother.

From then on, when the family was killing chickens and ducks, she never picked up the chicken legs again. She silently ate the chicken necks and heads every time. Later, she went to work in a factory to earn money. She saw chicken drumsticks at the window and ordered one.

The thumb-sized chicken drumsticks have the soft texture of feed chicken, but they are full of meat when you bite into them, so they are really delicious. How could she not like eating chicken legs?

At the dinner table, her parents started asking her about her recent situation again, but after a few questions they got involved in money again. They asked her what kind of job she was working recently and how much money she earned. They also mentioned that her younger brother was getting married soon and the bride price would be 100,000 yuan...

Luo Zhaodi felt a little irritable, "Dad, Mom, isn't it enough that the money I have saved with you all these years as a bride price for my brother is enough? I have no money now."

Father Luo's face darkened, "Those are the things you honor us with. Don't you want to pay a penny for your brother's wedding?"

"I will give my brother a red envelope when the time comes, but I can't come up with the money for his gift."

After Luo Zhaodi finished speaking, she felt much better. She put down her bowls and chopsticks and stood up, "I have to go to the orchard to pick fruits tomorrow, so I'll go back first."