Li Jing lowered her head, and a strong hatred suddenly emerged in her eyes. She pinched her palm tightly, almost pinching it to bleed.

Her identity was a shame that she would never be able to hold up her head.

"I don't want to say it, okay?"

"Actually, even if you don't tell me, I know it." Su Xiaoluo said calmly.

"You know?" Li Jing's eyes were filled with despair. "Does Lu Beicheng know?"

"He doesn't know." Su Xiaoluo said thoughtfully.

Li Jing breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Do you think I'm keeping it a secret? I don't want him to know!"

"As a friend, honesty is the most important thing," Su Xiaoluo said. "You shouldn't have kept it a secret from him."

"But if I say that, then we're no longer friends." Li Jing was in pain. She also knew that the friendship she gained through such deception made her look despicable.

She really has no choice!

"Why are the Japanese chasing you?" Lu Beicheng rushed in from outside, holding the windmill-shaped shurikens in his hand.

This shurikens is a hidden weapon in Japanese ninjutsu.

Li Jing's eyes were empty, knowing that she couldn't hide it.

"I'm sorry, I lied to you!" Li Jing's tears blurred her vision. Under the questioning of many friends, she completely broke down. "But my mother is indeed a Chinese, and my father... is Taijun."

When Li Jing's mother had just been married for a week, a young man who was almost starving to death appeared outside the house one day.

Out of kindness, she gave him a bun from home and poured him a bowl of water to save his life.

Unexpectedly, this man's identity is not simple. He is a spy lurking in the country. Before leaving, he knocked Li Jing's mother unconscious and kidnapped her back to Japan.

then……

Li Jing had always known that her mother was Chinese. Ever since she was born, her mother had been depressed every day and eventually died on the night of August 15th.

She stretched out her hand toward the moon without saying a word.

But Li Jing knew that her mother wanted to go home, to return to her hometown.

Li Jing hated her parents and her mother.

She was taken away, why didn't she end her own life? Why did she linger on and cling to her father!

Why does she have the devil's blood flowing in her body?

But she sympathized with her mother, so she wanted to take her mother home. She worked hard to learn ninjutsu and actively cooperated with her father's training. She successfully gained his trust and went abroad as a spy.

At that time, she met Lu Beicheng. When she learned that he was from Germany, she concealed her identity. Through Lu Beicheng, she got to know Germany better, the place where her mother's soul was haunted.

So when she learned that Lu Beicheng had returned to China, she used her network of connections to create a false identity for herself.

Came to the motherland without anyone noticing.

The reason why my dearest son chased her was because she was holding something in her hand.

"I can give these things to you, but you must help me find my mother's original husband before I can give them to you." Li Jing put forward her conditions.

What Li Jing said was hard for Lu Beicheng to digest.

Those demons had done all sorts of things to the Chinese people, which made it impossible for him to accept Li Jing's identity.

The shuriken fell to the ground and he took two steps back. All these things that happened between the two of them flashed before his eyes like a movie.

No wonder she never expressed any opinion when she listened to herself telling those tragic history.

It turns out that half of her blood comes from the devil!

Li Jing didn't look at Lu Beicheng either. When she told the truth, her heart died.

How can someone like her deserve friendship?

Su Xiaoluo saw through it but didn't say anything. He said, "Call Wen Yu tomorrow and we'll go to Li Jing's mother's hometown."

Su Xiaoluo guarded Li Jing all night. Li Jing's eyes were red and she did not sleep all night.

When they set out the next day, Lu Beicheng also followed, but he didn't say a word. It seemed that he had nothing to say, and he didn't know how to say it.

In a sense, Li Jing is a victim and she is innocent.

Wen Yu glanced at Li Jing, and was very curious about what was in her hand.

Su Xiaoluo closed his eyes and rested.

Li Jing looked at the scenery along the road and her eyes turned red.

Mother, you said that your hometown has rolling green hills surrounding the entire village. Due to famine, the villagers have gnawed the trees on the hills until the bark is gone, leaving them bare and not pretty at all.

Now your hometown is full of green, the trees are lush and the bark has grown well.

Mother, you said that there is a small river in your hometown, and there are willow trees on the river bank. The slender willow branches will hang down on the river, swaying with the waves.

Let me see for you, it is indeed beautiful!

Mother, you said that the sky in your hometown is very blue, and the white clouds are like cotton. The wild flowers on the mountain are colorful, red like fire, pink like clouds, and white like snow.

Mother, you really didn't lie to me!

If I were born in this land, I would be happy and blessed.

Soon, the car stopped in front of a run-down house. Li Jing got out of the car and looked around the furnishings.

There was a spinning wheel at the entrance, leaning on the ground and covered with dust, and spiders had made their webs on it.

Going further in, we reach the main house, which has two chairs and a table, where guests usually sit and discuss matters.

My mother's husband is a doctor, so there was a medicine box in the corner of the room, which was now turned over on the ground.

Further inside, the mother said that her husband had asked someone to build a wooden horse for the children to play with. The wooden horse was still inside, stained with blood, so it was still there.

My mother said, "Although we were poor and hungry at that time, we were a family and didn't feel the hardship at all."

Li Jingyi knelt on the ground and apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

"Who is inside?" an old lady asked in the yard.

"Oh, we are here to see, grandma, where this family is going?" Wen Yu asked.

"They died, all died." The old lady said with emotion, "They were all killed that night. Poor man, he was stabbed twelve times. They are all buried on the mountain. Many people died in the village that night. It's all the fault of this woman. She provoked someone she shouldn't have provoked."

"Oh." Wen Yu was feeling a little heavy. He came to Li Jing's side and asked softly, "Li Jing, are you still going to the mountain to take a look?"

"Go, I'm going." Li Jing touched the cuffs of her sleeves. Everything should be over.

Su Xiaoluo glanced at her and couldn't help shaking her head.

There are many graves on the mountain, but some have names and some do not.

The old lady pointed to a place and said, "That's the Li family."

Li family?

Li Jing couldn't help but wonder why her mother named her after her husband's surname.

Aren't you afraid of insulting the Li family?

Li Jing knelt on the ground and said, "I'm sorry, I'm late. I'm here to apologize to you."

Li Jing took out a gun and stabbed it into his body. Lu Beicheng grabbed the gun in panic, and blood flowed down his gun.

Li Jing couldn't help but panic: "Why, why did you stop me?"

"It's not your fault!" Lu Beicheng shouted, "It's not your fault at all! Li Jing, it's their fault, not yours!"