The sky over the rivers and lakes is very clear

Chapter 275

Zhu Huihui held her breath and vigorously rubbed the pattern on her arm, but only managed to rub off a few streaks of clay. How could this be painted on? It couldn't be washed off or wiped away at all!

"So—you suspect that the woman is my mother, and the baby she was carrying is me?" She finally understood why Zhu Liuyue would tell her stories even though they were talking about finding her mother.

Zhu Liuyue did not answer the question directly, but sighed softly: "Over the years, I have often thought about what your child will be like when he grows up."

Zhu Huihui pinched her cheek: "You mean, she's grown up, just like me?"

Zhu Liuyue looked at her rosy cheeks and smiled, saying, "I really hope so!"

Zhu Huihui pondered for a moment and asked, "Brother Liu Yue, if I weren't her, would you still treat me this well?"

Zhu Liuyue threw the question back at her: "What do you think?"

Zhu Huihui suddenly felt very frustrated: "I think—no!"

Liu Yue smiled and placed her hand on her head: "If it were before, then indeed it wouldn't have happened."

That means that Brother Liu Yue's kindness towards her has absolutely nothing to do with whether she is the baby girl or not, right? A faint joy rose in Zhu Huihui's heart.

After thinking for a moment, she looked at Zhu Liuyue and said very carefully, "Brother Liuyue, I think—you may be wrong!" That woman was indeed very capable and remarkable, and she admired her very much, but she really had no connection with her!

"oh?"

Zhu Huihui said earnestly, “I grew up in a very remote village. Only my mother and Huahua lived there. My mother was just a country woman with a terrible temper, wasn't pretty, and was very fat. Her hair was all white, and only one of her eyes was good; the other always seemed to be covered by a white film, so she couldn't see anything. I heard she also had a serious illness; her skin was patchy, black and white. The villagers said my mother's illness was contagious, so they never associated with our family. Once, the fat woman from our neighbor Chen Er's family bullied my mother. My mother argued with her, and Chen Er and the fat woman pinned her to the ground and beat her. Later, Chen Er's whole family contracted the plague and died. Heaven avenged my mother—”

He stopped abruptly at this point.

That's right! Her mother was just an ordinary country woman, but this woman taught her a lot—those inexplicable things that she didn't know what they were before and never studied them seriously. Later, after hanging out with the heroes and broadening her horizons, she realized that one of the things her mother had taught her was martial arts!

How could an ordinary country woman know so much?

But if she wasn't an ordinary country woman, how could she have been so powerless to fight back when she was beaten by her vicious neighbors?

These were questions Zhu Huihui had never considered before, but now she suddenly realized them. Although the more she thought about it, the less she understood, she was utterly panicked. In an instant, her mother became so unfamiliar; she even felt that the person was no longer her mother, but a stranger—a terrifying stranger who had raised her but whom she knew nothing about!

She was somewhat bewildered: "Who exactly is my mother?" she asked herself, and also asked Zhu Liuyue.

But neither she nor Zhu Liuyue knew the answer to this question.

Towering mountains and towering peaks, one of which rises high into the clouds.

On the rugged mountain path, two people were walking side by side.

One of the girls was already panting heavily, wiping the sweat from her forehead as she asked loudly, "Brother Liuyue, how much further is it?"

The man, addressed as "Brother Liuyue," had eyebrows like distant mountains and eyes like autumn water. His smile was as gentle as peach blossoms in March. He pointed with his folding fan at the high peak in front of him and said, "That is the Purple Lotus Ridge of Xuefeng Mountain."

The girl looked up and sat down on the ground, almost crying: "Built in a place like that, it's not a building that sees blood, it's a building that sees ghosts!" She was afraid she would be too tired to even get to the end before she died!

These two are none other than Liu Yue and Zhu Huihui.

Zhu Huihui sat on the ground and acted spoiled, but Liu Yue didn't urge her; she just looked at her with a smile.

The child always seemed to regain some energy. Ever since discovering that her mother's identity was shrouded in mystery, and that her own identity was also unknown, she had remained silent and often lost in thought. It was unclear what she was thinking, and her clear eyes would sometimes suddenly dim and become blank, which pained him greatly.

She's still cuter this way. Despite being mischievous and playful, she's full of life, making everyone who sees her radiant smile feel how wonderful life is.

Zhu Huihui sat on the ground, catching her breath and looking around. Suddenly, she caught sight of a foot peeking out from behind a tree ahead and couldn't help but exclaim, "There's a corpse!"

Liu Yue suddenly turned around: "Where?"

Zhu Huihui pointed to a large tree in front of them: "It's right behind the tree—wait, did that corpse just run away?"

She rubbed her eyes hard. How strange! Although it was just a fleeting glimpse, her eyesight was always excellent. She clearly saw a foot behind the tree, wearing light blue boots and white socks. How could it have disappeared?

Liu Yue carefully observed her surroundings, then suddenly smiled coldly, slowly walked over, went around to the back of the tree to take a look, and then turned back with a slight smile: "Corpses don't run away on their own!"

"I know!" Those that can run aren't corpses! Zhu Huihui moved closer, and suddenly a tall figure appeared: "Ah! So he was here!"

Between the tree canopy overhead, a corpse lay across two branches, one leg dangling down, wearing blue boots and white socks, almost stepping on her head.

Liu Yue patted the tree trunk with her palm, then led Zhu Huihui away.

At first, the tree trunk didn't even sway. After a moment, the two branches that were holding the corpse suddenly shook, with several leaves rustling and creaking. Then the branches broke off, and the corpse fell to the ground with a thud.

Amidst the swirling leaves, Zhu Huihui exclaimed admiringly, "Brother Liuyue, you're amazing!"

Liu Yue chuckled softly, like a gentle breeze in early spring, yet carrying a chilling edge. Her gaze slowly swept over the surroundings: "Grey Grey, come here!"

Zhu Huihui wasn't stupid; she had already stepped to his side. How could she not know? She clearly saw the corpse's feet sticking out from behind the tree, and in the blink of an eye, it was up there. Since the corpse couldn't have moved there on its own, someone must have moved it—judging from Liu Yue's expression, she knew this person must be a master. Moreover, in such a short time, he certainly wouldn't have gone far; he might even be lying in ambush nearby.

"Hey! Come out here! I see you!" Zhu Huihui suddenly shouted, "Damn it! You're pretending to be dead, aren't you? I'm going to curse your mother! ￥#@@#￥&$4%%#…"

Liu Yue quickly covered her mouth: "Alright, stop cursing! He's gone."

"Gone? So fast?" Then all her scolding was for nothing.

Liu Yue nodded, a serious expression on her face: "From now on, Huihui must not leave my side for even a moment."

“I know!” Zhu Huihui said, “I recognize Brother Liuyue’s corpse.”

He is—

"His name is Chen Yilang, one of the 'colluders'!" As soon as the body hit the ground, she recognized him. But how could he have died here? And—if the husband is here, how far away can the wife be?

"So it was him!" Liu Yue bent down to examine Chen Yilang's body, frowned, and then turned back. "Huihui, what are you looking for?"

"Find his wife." She looked around, trying to find Song Xiaobei's body.