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Chapter 642 Xia Jian's mother?
Xia Jian waited until night fell before he acted.

In Wolf Castle, the lights in most rooms were turned off, and it was quiet and deserted.

However, the guards in the entire castle have not weakened at all. Compared with the daytime, they are more stringent.

Of course Xia Jian could get in, but he couldn't achieve his goal.

But soon he thought that this kind of ancient buildings would have chimneys, and if he found a chimney, he might be able to enter the interior silently.

Sure enough, he found the chimney hole in the roof.

These chimneys were usually used for heating and lighting fires when there was no air conditioning in ancient times, but in modern society they are only for decoration, so Xia Jian slid down the chimneys without any effort.

After coming out of the chimney, he entered a room.

This room is more like a collection room. There are many medieval oil paintings, as well as playthings such as knight's armor, holy sword, and holy grail. The decoration of the whole room is also full of classical atmosphere.

Xia Jian saw a dark red door in the room. After looking through it, Xia Jian found that there was no one living inside. He gently pushed the door open. When he pushed the door open, he froze instantly.

This is a small room of less than ten square meters. The walls and the floor are painted red. There is nothing in this small room, only a statue of a woman.

And Xia Jian just saw the statue of this woman, and the whole person remained in place.

From the looks of the clothes, it should be a modern person. Although it has gone through years of wind and frost, the carving technique is still very good.

Regardless of facial features and figure, this is an Asian woman, and Xia Jian has a special feeling for this woman's appearance.

Xia Jian's brows were tightly furrowed, his face was very solemn, and his hand involuntarily touched the statue's face.

Who is this woman?Why did I have such a strange feeling after seeing her, as if I saw someone dear to me?
This kind of emotion is something he has never experienced before, like maternal love...

Xia Jian shook his head, maybe he was a little tired and in a trance.

How could this be his mother? Master made it clear that his mother died shortly after he was born, so how could he come to the United States?
It's completely eight poles that can't hit one piece.

It took Xia Jian a long time to break away from this emotion, and then he walked out of the room and came to the corridors of the entire Wolf Castle.

There were also many people guarding the corridor, but Xia Jian had already arrived inside, so naturally he didn't worry about the other party finding out.

The floor plan of the entire Wolf Castle emerged in his mind, and according to his memory, he came to the door of a room.

This room is the little girl's room. Xia Jian looked inside through the see-through eyes, and the little girl was already sleeping on the bed.

Xia Jian gently pushed the door and went in.

Xia Jian wanted to wake up the little girl when he entered the room, but when he saw the items arranged in the room, he was taken aback.

There is a study in the room, which is full of books. To Xia Jian's shock, these books are all Huaxia's books.

There are four Chinese classics, Dream of Red Mansions, Journey to the West, Romance of the Three Kingdoms, Water Margin, and some other novels, such as Jin Yong's martial arts novels, and some comic books, all of which are Chinese reading materials.

On the table near the bed, there is also a dictionary of idioms, Huaxia's bamboo pen holder, etc., and an old-fashioned walkman. When I opened it, I saw Teresa Teng's tape...

All in all, everything in the entire room is related to China, and there is no trace of Western characteristics at all.

Judging from these decorations, Xia Jian is even more convinced that the little girl's mother must be a Chinese woman, and that's why she has such a mixed-race appearance.

Xia Jian looked around the entire room, and when his eyes fell on an oil painting hanging on the wall, he couldn't move his eyes away.

Isn't the woman in this oil painting the same woman carved in that statue?

The oil painting is about the size of a 34-inch TV, and the facial features of the woman can be seen more clearly. She is about 30 years old, sitting on a chair with a dignified appearance. She is wearing a red cheongsam. She is a stunning beauty.

The wonderful emotion after seeing the statue just now became more intense in Xia Jian's heart.

"who are you?"

Xia Jian looked at the oil painting obsessively, but he didn't realize that behind him, the little girl had woken up.

Xia Jian turned his head quickly, looked at the little girl, and wanted to rush over and smother her mouth.

The little girl would definitely yell when she saw a stranger barging in. If she called for help at that time, Xia Jian would be in some trouble.

But when he wanted to smother the little girl's mouth, he found that the little girl's eyes were very clear, without any trace of malice. On the contrary, when she saw Xia Jian, she was kind of friendly and curious.

Xia Jian immediately put his finger on his mouth and made a "shush" movement.

The little girl nodded happily. When he saw that the other party was a Chinese, all his defenses disappeared in an instant, and instead he was filled with curiosity.

Her mother is a Chinese, and she has been educating her about Chinese culture since she was a child. She is full of curiosity about everything in China, so when she saw that Xia Jian was a Chinese, not only did she not panic, but she felt a little cordial.

There was a burst of excitement in her heart, and for a moment, she actually forgot that this was her boudoir, and someone else broke in.

The main reason was that the big brother in front of him didn't show any malice.

The two looked at each other for a while, and the little girl finally opened her mouth to speak slightly: "Excuse me, are you from Huaxia?"

The little girl spoke Chinese.

"Yes."

Xia Jian's only two-word answer showed his identity.

The little girl's eyes lit up: "Then what's your name?"

"My name is Xia Jian, the summer of summer, the sword of a sword."

Yue Xuanxuan wiped her eyes with her hand, Zhang Da wanted to see Xia Jian more clearly.

"My name is Yue Xuanxuan, but I also have an English name called Jessica."

Xia Jian was surprised again. The little girl's surname is Yue, and her mother's name is Yue Yanran. Is there any connection between them?

Xia Jian said with a gentle smile: "I'd better call you by your Chinese name, Xuanxuan, this name sounds nice."

"Well, I also like my Chinese name." Xuanxuan nodded happily and said, "By the way, Brother Xia Jian, why are you coming to my room so late?"

Xia Jian felt that it might not be good to tell her about the wolf clan immediately, and it would be better to get closer to the little girl first, so he said: "It goes without saying, brother is here to see you."

"But I don't know you."

"Haha, there is a legend in China called Tuomeng, have you heard of it?"

"Dream?" Xuanxuan froze for a moment, then said in a daze, "Are you saying I'm dreaming?"

(End of this chapter)