Mo Nanfeng didn't think anything of Xia Zhibai's question and nodded, "Yes. My aunt voluntarily married my uncle in order to take good care of the two children left by my eldest aunt."
"But your uncle doesn't like her."
Xia Zhibai pointed out the key point, and Mo Nanfeng nodded in agreement: "Yes, we all knew it at the time, but my aunt was willing."
"My aunt said she is willing to take care of my eldest aunt's children. If my uncle marries someone else, he will definitely not be as kind to my cousins as she is."
"My cousin was only one month old when my uncle's company ran into some problems. My aunt took the initiative to take care of my cousin and didn't officially marry my uncle until she was three years old."
After Mo Nanfeng finished speaking, he glanced at Xia Zhibai, not quite understanding why she brought up this matter.
"Don't you think your aunt cares very much about your uncle?" Although Xia Zhibai had not experienced all this, she had to believe it when she saw those fragments in Pan Yue's mind.
Mo Nanfeng remained silent. He was young at first and didn't understand these things. Later, when he grew up a little, he heard his cousin talk about these things. He said that his aunt was really good to them, just like a mother.
Afterwards, he and his younger sister asked their father to marry his younger aunt, so she married him three years later, even before she had given birth to her own child.
"It's a bit strange. Maybe it was because my aunt loved my aunt too much at that time."
When he said this, Xia Zhibai looked at him slightly strangely.
"Then do you know how your aunt died?"
"This... I'm not sure."
Mo Nanfeng hesitated for a while, then seemed to remember something, and his face looked a little ugly.
"After the full moon, my aunt accompanied my eldest aunt to the hospital for a checkup. Later, my eldest aunt went to the garage to drive the car while my aunt waited at the exit holding my little cousin who kept crying.
But unexpectedly, just as my aunt was driving out of the parking space, she was hit by a truck and died on the spot."
After saying that, he looked at Xia Zhibai and said, "You think there's something wrong with her death."
Xia Zhibai didn't reply, but instead asked another unrelated question: "How long has it been since you last saw your aunt?"
How long?
Mo Nanfeng thought for a moment and said in a deep voice, "Three years."
"Then do you know what she looks like now?"
Faced with Xia Zhibai's question, he shook his head again.
"How about we go see her tomorrow morning?"
"good."
Although he seemed a little confused, Mo Nanfeng nodded and then asked, "Is my uncle's soul okay now?"
"It's okay." Xia Zhibai thought about his current state. He seemed to have forgotten what happened. Maybe it was a good thing for him.
"What about my little cousin?"
"She hasn't found it yet."
Xia Zhibai hesitated, but still didn't tell the truth.
He sighed heavily, and finally said helplessly: "Zhibai, you have something on your mind."
Yes, Xia Zhibai was not like this before, but now she is hiding something from him.
"Is Shanshan gone?"
He used an affirmative tone because he smelled the scent of the dead, which belonged to Pan Shanshan, and it was very faint.
Xia Zhibai did find Pan Shanshan.
Logically speaking, it wasn't her who found him, but Pan Shanshan who found him.
"You know?"
Xia Zhibai was extremely surprised. How could he even know this?
Seeing how nervous she was, Mo Nanfeng pinched his fingers together and a purple flame suddenly appeared at his fingertips.
"You? Do you know how to control it?"
Xia Zhibai was really shocked. She watched him quickly retract his spiritual power and stared at him intently. Was he really not that person?
As if sensing her suspicion, his cheeks flushed slightly and he coughed lightly: "I asked Achen."
Finally, he replied: "Now he can make origami figures and draw amulets."
After saying this, he took out the paper figurine and amulet he had received that evening from his pocket and spread them out on the table.
"Hey, this boy is pretty good!"
Xia Zhibai was a little surprised that Song Jinchen had mastered all this so quickly.
"He went to visit a master." After saying this, Mo Nanfeng looked at her nervously again, and then said, "The master wanted to take him in as a disciple, but he didn't want to. The master then gave him some guidance, and he went home and locked himself in his house for a day, and then he learned it."
"This is his opportunity." Xia Zhibai counted on his fingers and figured out that it was Song Jinchen's fate, so he stopped asking questions.
But she still looked at Mo Nanfeng in confusion. She could understand that Song Jinchen could do it, but it was strange that he could do it too suddenly.
"I don't know why I suddenly understood it, Zhibai, can I say that I suddenly got it?"
Mo Nanfeng originally didn't want to let Xia Zhibai know, but he was afraid that Xia Zhibai would keep him again, and then she would go far away alone to find those who wanted to harm her.
He also wanted to stand shoulder to shoulder with her and be her solid support.
Faced with Mo Nanfeng's slightly confused and somewhat helpless look, Xia Zhibai didn't know how to talk to him for a moment.
In the end, I could only nod, but still reminded worriedly: "You should try to use it as little as possible."
"No, it's useless for me to hide it now. Those people are hiding, so it's a bit difficult for us to find them. Besides, you will start school in two days. I can't let you be entangled by those people anymore."
Mo Nanfeng looked serious. He took the initiative to tell Xia Zhibai that he also knew the mysterious arts, just to divert those people's attention.
They are too passive in the open.
Xia Zhibai killed them this time because school was about to start, and if she wanted to graduate safely, she had to solve all these problems first.
She looked at his sincere and worried expression and immediately understood what he was thinking.
"Okay, then you have to be careful. If you don't understand something, remember to ask me. And my senior brother is also in City A. He has opened a company. You can hire him as your personal consultant."
Xia Zhibai also knew about Wei Lai. She had asked Wei Lai to follow Mo Nanfeng back because she wanted him to protect Mo Nanfeng.
"I'll talk to Wei Lai tomorrow, if he's willing."
"Don't worry, my senior brother is willing."
The aura emanating from Mo Nanfeng was very pure, making the cultivator feel safe.
Wei Lai is not a fool, otherwise he would not listen to her arrangements.
Seeing her so confident, Mo Nanfeng stopped talking and changed the subject. He looked at her and said, "Can I see my cousin now?"
"Yes, you can try to summon her now." Xia Zhibai nodded, and then said: "I see that your spiritual power is very pure, and it is of the thunder and fire elements. You can try the spirit summoning technique."
"Yeah. Ah Chen happened to have taught me this."
Mo Nanfeng nodded and glanced at the dark night. In fact, he could see where his cousin was at a glance, but Zhibai's aura was too strong and his cousin did not dare to get close.
And he controlled his own cultivation, so there was no need to worry that his cousin would be scared.
When he called out Pan Shanshan, the little girl's soul was so scared that it hid tightly behind Mo Nanfeng, with only her head exposed, looking at Xia Zhibai timidly.
"Cousin, wow..."
Perhaps because she was too scared and aggrieved, she couldn't help crying as soon as she opened her mouth. She pointed at Xia Zhibai and said with a sob:
"Cousin, she, she kidnapped my dad."
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