Monica glanced at Feituo who was next to him. The latter had no intention of avoiding suspicion. He came here with An Xian. As long as An Xian didn't speak, he would be cheeky and unresponsive.

Monica thought of the relationship between He Lin and Roy, but didn't drive anyone out. Besides, after Roy confessed to her, the Bell family will announce it to the public sooner or later. So she hesitated, took out a photo from her bag, and carefully handed it to An Xian.

The picture shows a baby who looks just full moon. Turned to the back of the picture, it says "Lolo" and the date of birth.

An Xian had some guesses in her heart, but did not speak, just looked at Monica and waited for her to follow.

Monica considered her language, and began to tell An Xian about Sylloi’s mother An Penny’s past, but she skipped the process of being imprisoned and abused. The point was that she was left out because of her memory loss, and finally married Roy. His father Dyson, a man who helped her when she was in trouble. However, his fate was ill-fated. When he was giving birth, Dyson died unexpectedly. After learning of the bad news, Penny was stimulated, causing mental problems and unable to raise the child. So Roy was taken away by ZF and soon adopted by a couple. It's just that the couple died in a disaster relief a few years later, and Roy became an orphan again until he was discovered by Segler.

Although Monica has omitted many details, the truth is still cruel. She said while observing Roy's expression, for fear that he could not accept it.

An Xian has been listening quietly, without much emotional fluctuations on her face. However, Feituo looked astonished next to him, never expected An Xian to have such a bumpy life experience.

When Monica finished speaking, Seglell turned on his miniature brain and gave the DNA identification results to An Xian.

"Roy, we have been looking for you for many years, and now we finally found it." Monica looked at him lovingly, "You are the child of our Bell family and my nephew. I will take care of you on behalf of my sister, absolutely You won’t be wronged anymore."

An Xian lowered his eyes, returned the photo to Monica, and said in a deep voice, "I need to be quiet."

After speaking, she stood up and walked slowly to the outside of the restaurant. Monica was about to call him, but Segler stopped him: "Leave him alone."

Monica worried: "Lyle, do you think I was too anxious, maybe it's better to hide it from him first?"

"I have to say it sooner or later. Today, he took the initiative to ask, obviously he was aware of something." Segleer comforted his mother, "Roy is a man of firm mind, I believe he will look away."

An Xian walked out of the restaurant, Feituo quickly caught up and asked, "Leader, where do you want to go?"

"You go back first, don't follow me." An Xian said without looking back.

"Isn't this..." Before the words fell, the person who was still in front of him suddenly disappeared without warning. Feituo opened his eyes and looked around. There were cars coming and going, where was the person there?

Anxian got on the bus from Cangzhou City and planned to rent a boat to Cangquan Mountain where Loy was buried. It should now be called Cangquan Island.

She borrowed Roy’s identity at the time just to better understand this new era. It just so happened that Roy looked a lot like her and was an orphan with no kinship. In exchange, she can assume his responsibilities, but is not qualified to take away his family affection and wealth.

Now that I learned Roy's true identity, I thought to myself that it might be time to make his identity public. She hadn't planned to hide it for too long, but when she brought Roy's body back, she thought about how to speak.

Based on her understanding of the Dean, Monica and others, even if she knew the truth, she probably wouldn't be angry with her. It's just that this truth is cruel, whether it is to Roy's family or to Roy himself. For her, the more troublesome part is how to explain her origin.

Coming to Cangzhou City, An Xian rented a fast boat at the port and went straight to Cangquan Island.

The clippers traveled for more than two hours and finally arrived at the destination before sunset. An Xian asked the captain to wait on the boat, and then went to the island alone.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, several vertical leaps, An Xian came to the location of Roy's bones, pinched his fingers, and withdrew the temporary defensive formation that had been arranged at that time.

However, when the formation was withdrawn, An Xian was surprised to find that on the originally empty flat ground, a young seedling about six centimeters had grown unexpectedly. The temporary defensive battle she arranged was mainly for concealment. Before the formation failed, neither humans nor animals and plants could enter the formation.

How did this young seedling appear?

An Xian knelt down, gently touching the tip of the young seedling's leaf with her finger, and a familiar feeling suddenly hit her heart.

Um? If she is right, this should be a ginseng seedling.

Ginseng...A flash of brilliance flashed in An Xian's eyes, and a bold guess arose in his heart.

She put her palm on the ground and used her spiritual sense to sense the underground situation, only to find that there was only one set of clothes left under the ground, and Roy's bones had disappeared.

An Xian took a deep breath, is it really?

More than a thousand years ago, she had just come to Cangquan Mountain for meditation. By chance, she came across a new born ginseng doll. She drove away a little demon queen who wanted to devour it, and brought it back to her mountain. Cultivate carefully.

The quality of this ginseng is very good, and Anxian plans to use it to breed and cultivate a ginseng field. But it is obviously very healthy, and it is not willing to bloom. Anxian can only continue to raise it. This raising will last for hundreds of years until the catastrophe comes.

An Xian succeeded in refining an elixir at that time, and his cultivation level broke through the Mahayana period. Faced with the double calamity of the pill and the heaven, he was too busy to take care of himself. After that, because of the failure of crossing the robbery, he fell asleep, and his medicine field must have been destroyed.

But the ginseng doll is the longest life, highest spirituality, and most likely to be transformed into a spiritual object in the medicinal field.

If the ginseng plant in front of us is really the same one, then it is very likely to be transformed into a tribulation, and then fall in the tribulation, leaving a strand of spirit into the reincarnation, reincarnated as a human, and Roy is its present life. .

The clothes she changed to Roy could prevent the body from decaying, but even so, his body still disappeared. The only explanation is that the body of a mortal cannot support the soul of the spirit, and once it dies, there will be no bones. Logically speaking, after the physical body dies, the spirit of ginseng should re-enter the reincarnation, but because her clothes have auras, after absorbing these auras, the soul condenses into seeds again and takes root.

She and ginseng have been together for hundreds of years, and they had a sense of each other before, but after a thousand years, this sense has been very weak, otherwise they would not be unconscious when they met for the first time. However, it became its original form again, and the induction returned.

"It's really you..." Thinking about it this way, Roy looks a lot like her. I'm afraid it's not a coincidence, but when the ginseng was transformed into a baby, she deliberately referred to her appearance. She has nurtured it for hundreds of years, and she is the only human it is familiar with. It is very likely that she regards herself as its mother.

Spirits are different from ordinary people. Once they are shaped, no matter how many reincarnations, their appearance will not change much.

An Xian didn't expect to wake up again after a thousand years of sleep. The first thing she encountered was her ginseng doll, and she also borrowed its reincarnation identity to gain a foothold in this era, always feeling that there is a certain number in the world.

"Haha..." An Xian couldn't conceal the joy in his heart, bent down and gently touched the young ginseng seedlings with his cheeks. I always thought that my heart was still like water, and I looked down on the world, but now I know that her heart is still eager to see things she is familiar with, and she wants to have her own relatives and partners.

"It's nice to see you." An Xian closed her eyes, feeling the breath of the soil and leaves, her original undulating mood gradually restored a piece of tranquility.

After a while, she sat up, wrapped the ginseng doll with roots and ground with spiritual power, and put in her storage ring.

"Going home, my friend." A sigh-like whisper, together with the restful figure, slowly disappeared in the wind.

When I returned to the small building, it was already midnight.

Anxian took a light pace and strolled in the flower field. It took a long time to find a suitable place to live for her ginseng doll. It is not far from the small building, the soil is soft, and the back of the sun faces the yin. In order to create better growth conditions for it, Anxian plans to transplant a few more broad-leaved plants.

Not far away, Yun Lin Jiao seemed to sense something. He huffed from the bottom of the lake and ran to An Xian's side, looking at the lingering ginseng seedling.

"Minions, take good care of it, don't let it be taken away by other small animals." An Xian patted Yun Lin Jiao's head, and smiled.

Yun Lin Jiao swept his tail with ease, expressing dissatisfaction with her doubting her own housekeeping skills.

An Xian smiled, took another look at ginseng, and then turned and left.

As soon as he walked into the small building, he immediately felt He Lin's breath. He sat on the sofa, as if waiting for her. Seeing her come in, he stood up and asked, "Have you eaten yet?"

An Xian shook his head.

"Go wash your face first, and then come out to eat." After He Lin finished speaking, he walked into the kitchen.

After Anxian freshened up, a sumptuous set meal was already placed on the table.

He Lin didn't ask her where she went, but just sat quietly on the sofa and browsed the information on the computer.

There was silence in the living room, only the slight sound of a leisurely meal.

She had time to ponder the identity of her and Roy at this time. She didn't intend to hide it, but after discovering that Roy was the reincarnation of the ginseng doll, she changed her mind.

Although Roy has disappeared, his spirit is still alive. Instead of telling the truth to his relatives in this life and making them suffer, it is better to hide it for now. If the ginseng doll can be transformed into a successful life in their lifetime, perhaps they still have the opportunity to reconnect with each other.

In order to cultivate the ginseng doll, she once put a drop of her own blood into his body. It is not an exaggeration to say that their relationship is a mother and child or a sibling. His relatives are also her relatives. She will wait for him to transform again and reappear.

He Lin looked at the meal and leisure without a trace, a trace of pity flashed in his eyes. He had heard about his life experience from Fractalist, which was far more distressing than the fact that he had thought. The biological mother of Tianzhizhi's daughter was suffering. His biological father had an accident on the day of his birth. A few years later, his adoptive parents died in the disaster relief. His life experience and childhood are like a tragedy deliberately arranged by God.

"How does it taste?" He Lin asked suddenly.

An Xian recovered and replied casually: "Not bad."

He Lin nodded and said seriously: "It seems that my cooking skills have improved a lot, and Fractalist also said that you will definitely dislike it."

Take a leisurely action: "Did you do this?"

"Um."

An Xian looked at the food she had eaten, with an indifferent expression: no wonder there was a strange smell in her mouth, she hadn't noticed it just now, and she stuffed so much in her belly...

She put down her chopsticks, took the napkin and wiped her mouth, and said lightly: "Fittor is right."

"what?"

"I really hate it."

He Lin: "..."

Anxian returned to her room, gnawed a fresh fruit to wash her stomach, and then rinsed, ready to rest.

Just lying on the bed, he suddenly laughed.

Could it be that man's special way of comforting? Cook her a dark meal personally?

That can only give him three words: Note Lonely Life.

Raise your hand to turn off the light, nest in the quilt, and fall asleep comfortably.

The author has something to say:

【small theater】

An Xian: I finally found my ginseng.

He Lin: I am your life.

Ginseng: Human upstairs, where do you look like me?

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