"It doesn't mean anything. I just hope to learn more about your secrets, just in case, so that you don't bring misfortune upon us." Linghu Lan said calmly.
Ming Xiao felt a sudden tremor in her heart for no reason; her intuition told her that what Shen Lanshang said was true.
She had doubts about her abilities since she was a child, wondering why she was different from other children. However, she gradually forgot her doubts after she made a fortune because of this ability.
Now, the word "misfortune" strikes a chord deep within her soul, striking at the fear that runs through her very being.
She stopped sleeping and jumped up.
"Shen Lanshang, explain yourself clearly. What makes you think I will bring bad luck?"
Linghu Lan raised her eyebrows, looked at Jiang Fu again, and asked, "Do you want me to tell her, or do you want to tell her yourself?"
Jiang Fu also stood up, his gaze meeting Linghu Lan's. If gazes were divine weapons, the two had already clashed countless times.
Jiang Fu suddenly realized that Shen Lanshang knew far more about the Ghost Mother Kingdom than he thought.
He suppressed his anger, looked away, put his arm around Mingxiao's shoulder, and patted him gently to comfort him.
"Everyone, get some sleep now and keep your energy up. We'll enter the ancient kingdom first thing tomorrow morning."
Linghu Lan smiled noncommittally and crawled into her sleeping bag to recuperate.
Tomorrow is the real beginning; this is just dessert.
Jiang Fu gently pulled Ming Xiao aside and walked away from the crowd.
After they reached behind a stone pillar, he said softly, "Believe me, I didn't know you had any connection with the Ghost Mother Kingdom. But now I think what Shen Lanshang said is probably true."
Mingxiao's heart clenched. "You mean, I really am a descendant of that so-called Panlong Bride?"
“Hmm!” Jiang Fu nodded. “Chen Lanshang just said that the Ghost Mother’s ability to control clouds and rain was obtained through the sacrifice of the Panlong. We have seen this along the way. We can see the Panlong pattern on some well-preserved bricks and tiles. So, I guess that if the Ghost Mother can obtain the Panlong’s ability to control clouds and rain through sacrifice, then she will also obtain other abilities of the Panlong.”
"What ability?" Ming Xiao was a little dazed. She never imagined that she would be related to something legendary.
"In ancient books, the Panlong is the fifteenth son of the Dragon King. In addition to controlling clouds and rain, the dragon has another ability: it likes to collect rare treasures. There are rumors that the dragon can use its nose, eyes, and senses to find treasures hidden deep underground. This is reflected in both Eastern and Western myths and legends."
Mingxiao's vision went black, and he almost fainted.
Jiang Fu quickly helped her up and put his arms around her.
"What does 'dragon bride' mean? Does a dragon bride also gain the ability to find treasure with a dragon? Then why are my parents..."
At this point, Mingxiao's voice abruptly stopped.
She was an orphan, but she was different from other orphans.
Most other orphans are abandoned or left without their parents.
But she was different. She grew up in an orphanage because both her parents had died and no other relatives would take her in. However, she still kept her parents' belongings.
After she left the orphanage, she took over all those things.
She had read in her mother's diary that her "grandmother" died after giving birth to her mother, while her mother died after giving birth to her.
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