Chapter 91 Sisters

"What is this?" Mu

Wanqing, who was about to follow her master's instructions and come to Jiangnan, was about to lurk in Mantuo Villa to assassinate a woman named Li Qingluo. She looked at a black book in front of her and couldn't help frowning.

With a flick of her wrist, a short arrow flew out from her sleeve and shot at the black book.

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the short arrow was bounced off after piercing the black book, and there was not even a mark left on the black book.

"Huh? What is this?" Mu Wanqing's eyes that were exposed outside couldn't help but widen, with a look of shock on her face. She just felt incredible.

With a bit of curiosity, Mu Wanqing used the short arrow to pick open the black book, and then saw the words on it. At this time, she realized that this was actually a diary.

"Writing a diary with something that can defend against arrows?" Mu Wanqing couldn't help but sigh at the luxury of the owner of the diary.

In fact, if it was just an ordinary diary, Mu Wanqing would be too lazy to look at it, because she was too lazy to pay attention to such things.

It was just that she couldn't shoot through this diary with her short arrow. No, she couldn't even leave a mark. This aroused Mu Wanqing's curiosity, so she decided to take a look at this diary.

She couldn't understand some of the contents in the diary, including the time travelers.

But she could still see most of the contents in the diary clearly.

However, Mu Wanqing didn't care about the Huashan Sect, the Hengshan Sect, Hengshan Mountain, and even the Sun Moon Sect, because these things were too far away from her.

At most, she was just bored and wanted to read the diary to kill time.

For the Exorcist Sword Manual and Sunflower Manual written in the diary, which were martial arts that required self-castration to practice, her face under the mask was a little more strange. But that's all.

Also, the owner of the diary was able to break through the innate in such a short time, which made her a little envious, but that was all. For Mu Wanqing, this diary was equivalent to reading a popular personal biography on the market, and she didn't feel much immersion.

However, when she saw the latest diary, she was mentioned in this diary, which made Mu Wanqing stunned.

And the diary said that she, Mu Wanqing, was actually the daughter of Duan Zhengchun, which made Mu Wanqing stare at her eyes wide.

"I, I am the daughter of Duan Zhengchun? How is this possible?" Mu Wanqing felt a little absurd. She didn't know anything about her identity. Why did this diary mention her identity?

And the Dali prince Duan Yu was not Duan Zhengchun's son? This surprised Mu Wanqing even more.

In fact, if she, Mu Wanqing, was not mentioned in the diary, she would have completely regarded this as a joke, but now, she herself was also one of the jokes, which made Mu Wanqing feel unable to calm down.

Mu Wanqing had the urge to go back to find her master to ask about her life experience.

But now she was already in Jiangnan, so she suppressed her curiosity and prepared to continue to assassinate Li Qingluo. After killing Li Qingluo, she would go back to ask her master Qin Hongmian to see if she could find any clues. She

closed the diary with some melancholy, looked at the black diary, and thought that her short arrow had not been able to penetrate it before, and Mu Wanqing's eyes lit up. She put the diary in her arms and adjusted the position so that it could protect her heart.

A smile flashed in Mu Wanqing's eyes. She was very happy to have an extra life-saving thing.

As for the owner of the diary losing the diary? This was not within Mu Wanqing's consideration.

Mu Wanqing even hoped that the other party would come over so that she could ask the other party why she wrote in the diary that she was Duan Zhengchun's daughter.

...

On the beam of the main hall of the Wuliang Sword Sect in Wuliang Mountain, Dali, a cute little girl was sitting happily, and she was holding a black diary in her hand.

Zhong Ling looked at the contents of the diary with curiosity. She was particularly curious about private things like diaries written by others, and she even felt particularly excited. How could it not be exciting to peek into other people's privacy?

In the hall below, people from the East and West Wuliang Sword Sects were fighting, but the scenes of the other side's fights could not attract Zhong Ling's attention at all.

As for the young man who was sitting down and watching the fight with a bored look on his face, Zhong Ling didn't pay any attention to him at all.

Duan Yu was so bored watching the fight in front of him that he couldn't help yawning.

As for Zhong Ling, her attention was completely focused on the diary. It was so exciting to peek into other people's diaries that she completely forgot about the environment.

She thought the diary was really interesting.

Yue Buqun, the head of the Huashan Sect, would castrate himself to practice swordsmanship. Castrate himself, become a eunuch. There was also the destruction of the entire Fuwei Escort Agency, and Liu Zhengfeng of the Hengshan School was actually playing music with Qu Yang, the elder of the Sun Moon Sect, and a little nun of the Hengshan School was actually the sister of Dongfang Bubai, the leader of the Sun Moon Sect, and Dongfang Bubai was actually a woman, etc. These secrets were really exciting and fun.

When Zhong Ling unknowingly turned to the last page, her cheap brother Duan Yu was targeted because he laughed at the Wuliang Sword School disciples' martial arts competition.

But Zhong Ling just glanced at it after hearing the noise, and she had no intention of intervening at all.

It was the merchant surnamed Ma who brought Duan Yu up the mountain who persuaded him and asked for Duan Yu, so that the other party did not kill Duan Yu with a sword, but they were not prepared to let Duan Yu go.

The quarrel below was so fierce that Zhong Ling couldn't help frowning and picking her ears. Zhong Ling's cute little face showed a trace of displeasure. It was too noisy and disturbed her reading the diary.

"Forget it, let's go and find a quiet place to continue reading." Zhong Ling thought and chose to leave directly.

Zhong Ling and Duan Yu missed their first encounter just because of a diary.

Zhong Ling quickly found a relatively quiet place and continued to read the diary.

But when she saw the last diary, Zhong Ling's eyes, which were originally big and bright, widened even more.

"I am the daughter of Duan Zhengchun? How is it possible? My mother is Gan Baobao, and my father is Zhong Wanchou, how could it be Duan Zhengchun--" Zhong Ling's voice became low as she spoke, and she thought of something that was a little wrong.

If she still had her family and had nothing to do with Duan Zhengchun, why would there be a stone tablet outside the Wanjie Valley with the words "Anyone with the surname Duan will be killed without mercy if he enters this valley", and the word Duan was painted in blood, which was completely targeting people with the surname Duan.

"Could it be that my father is really Duan Zhengchun?" Zhong Ling couldn't help scratching her head.

...

"Abi, you really can't see what I have in my hand--" Ah Zhu raised her hand and tried to ask another girl, but when she said this, she suddenly couldn't speak anymore.

"Azhu, what are you asking? Is there anything in your hand?" A-Bi looked at Azhu's raised hand curiously. It was empty, with nothing on it.

"No, nothing." Azhu's face was a little pale. The feeling of almost dying just now was so terrifying that it scared her.

"Azhu, are you okay? You look so bad?"

"No, nothing, just a little uncomfortable."

"Uncomfortable? Ah Zhu, do you want me to call a doctor to see you?"

"No, no, just a little uncomfortable. Just a little rest will be fine," Ah Zhu said quickly.

"Then Ah Zhu, go and get some rest."

"Well, then, Ah Bi, I'll leave the rest of the cleaning to you."

"Leave it to me. Ah Zhu, go and get some rest. Go now."

Ah Zhu, her face pale, quickly returned to her quarters.

Ah Zhu's quarters weren't bad. Even though Ah Zhu was nominally a maid, a servant, her room was spacious, and the layout and furniture were relatively exquisite. Even the boudoirs of ordinary ladies would be about the same level.

It could be said that Ah Zhu was nominally a servant of the Murong family, but her treatment was not bad.

Ah Zhu and Ah Bi lived in roughly the same conditions.

Of course, not all servants were treated this way; only the most beautiful ones, like Ah Zhu and Ah Bi, were treated so well.

Rather than being servants of the Murong family, they were more like daughters of other families, kept by the Murong family, their purpose being to arrange marriages or to bestow rewards upon meritorious officials.

Returning to her room, Ah Zhu gazed with awe at the diary, visible only to her. For a long moment, she finally opened it, and discovered it was nothing more than a diary.

The contents filled her with curiosity, and her initial awe began to fade. It was

n't until Ah Zhu saw the last entry, which revealed she was Duan Zhengchun's daughter, that she was stunned. It took her a long time to recover, and she clutched her hand tightly against her mouth. She hadn't expected the diary to hold such a surprise.

As for whether the contents were true or false,

she recalled the moment she tried to tell Ah Bi about the diary, feeling almost paralyzed and unable to speak, and Ah Bi couldn't even see the diary.

This magical phenomenon was telling Ah Zhu that the diary was magical, so she felt that the contents recorded in the diary were most likely true.

However, she did not expect that the diary actually recorded something about her identity, which made her very happy.

At the same time, Ah Zhu could not have imagined that her cousin Wang Yuyan from the neighboring Mantuo Villa was actually her sister? This shocked her greatly.

Ah Zhu was shocked, and so was Wang Yuyan.

Wang Yuyan did not ask about the diary like Ah Zhu did, but she was still very surprised when the diary stated that she was actually Duan Zhengchun's daughter.

Wang Yuyan was surprised, but she did not dare to ask her mother Li Qingluo.

Because Li Qingluo was very fierce, she always had a sour face and would capture people to make fertilizer for the flowers. So when facing Li Qingluo, Wang Yuyan did not dare to breathe, let alone ask questions like who her biological father was.

As for whether the diary's contents were true, Wang Yuyan knew her mother seemed to have a particular hatred for people with the surname Duan, and the camellias they planted at Mantuo Villa were from Dali. All these signs pointed to a special relationship between her mother, Li Qingluo, and the Duan clan of Dali.

"Could it be that I'm really Duan Zhengchun's daughter? Are Ah Zhu and I actually biological sisters? No, perhaps Ah Zhu isn't the Ah Zhu from my cousin's side. After all, there are many people named Ah Zhu. If Ah Zhu is my sister, that would be too much of a coincidence." Wang Yuyan's mind raced, the diary's scant information making it impossible for her to discern anything further.

...

Located in a desolate oasis in Qinghai, for hundreds of miles, it's surrounded by endless lakes and swamps of all sizes. From atop a vantage point, the view sparkles like stars in the night sky, a truly picturesque sight.

And such a beautiful place also has a rather charming name: Xingxiu Lake.

Yet, in a place with such beautiful scenery and such a charming name, the Xingxiu Sect, a cult sect, resides.

A young girl in purple, perused a black diary with curiosity.

She looked about fifteen or sixteen, delicate and lovely, with large, dark eyes and a face full of wit and wit. Anyone who saw her couldn't help but feel a certain fondness for her.

However, this girl, named A Zi, had a personality that completely belied her appearance.

A Zi perused the diary with curiosity. She hadn't expected to find such a diary here. Judging from the contents, it was clearly not from a Xingxiu Sect disciple. The fact that it was there was intriguing.

Some of the contents particularly captivated A Zi. Her favorites were the martial arts techniques called the Exorcism Sword Manual and the Sunflower Manual, which required castration to practice. A Zi was even eager to obtain them and give them to her master. She wanted to see if her master, the Xingxiu Old Monster, would castrate himself to practice swordsmanship.

At the same time, Ah Zi was even more yearning for the martial art of absorbing the inner strength of others, the Star Absorbing Art. Isn't it more magical than Ding Chunqiu's Huagong Art to absorb the inner strength of others?

Originally, Ah Zi was thinking about finding a way to steal Ding Chunqiu's Huagong Art and the Shenmu Wang Ding. But now, compared with the Star Absorbing Art, she suddenly felt that Huagong Art was not so attractive.

Ah Zi even thought about going to the West Lake place written in the diary to look for it and see if she could get the Star Absorbing Art.

But when she saw the end, she was attracted by the Beiming Divine Art.

The Star Absorbing Art was actually a fragment of the Beiming Divine Art, so wouldn't the Beiming Divine Art be more powerful? Moreover, Dali Wuliang Mountain? The Beiming Divine Art and Lingbo Weibu are there.

As for Ah Zi's identity, she didn't care at all. She didn't desire family affection at all.