Chapter 439 Lonely Back

Today is April 15th. The bright moon hangs in the sky like a disk, shining in Nanchang City.

In the back garden of the marshal's mansion, Nie Panzheng and Zhuo Qinglin sat opposite each other under the pavilion. They were silent for half an hour, and no one spoke.

The lonely atmosphere was a little depressing. Zhuo Qinglin finally couldn't calm down. With a trace of guilt on her face, she said to Nie Pan, "Nie Pan, Zhuo Zhiyuan did such a thing. I really don't know what to say to you to express my guilt towards you, but... as her daughter, I think... you hate me too. It should be..."

Nie Pan sighed secluded, looked at the bright moon above his head, and interrupted Zhuo Qinglin's words: "Don't say that. Although I'm not reasonable, at least I have a clear distinction between right and wrong. This matter has nothing to do with you. You can even say that you are also a victim. It's just blame Zhuo Zhiyuan's infatuation with money and making It's such a crazy thing..."

After listening to Nie Pan's words, Zhuo Qinglin couldn't help bursting into tears.

Such a thing is an unacceptable thing for anyone, not only because his father is a wolf in sheep's clothing, not only because he is a heinous person, but also because his biological father killed his biological mother. As a daughter, how should Zhuo Qinglin choose?

"We know the truth of the only hateful facts too late. Now, what if we know the truth? What's the difference between living in another world and dying? What can we do about Zhuo Zhiyuan? Isn't he still calling for wind and rain in that world? Isn't it still wearing a hypocritical sheep's skin every day to deceive the world? He did all kinds of bad things and only donated a small fortune, but he was regarded as a philanthropist. This is really a joke. God really has no eyes. Nie Pan looked at the bright moon above his head and cursed with hatred.

I don't know if the moon in that world is the same as the moon in this world? If so, can Zhuo Zhiyuan hear his own words? Can you see the tears on his daughter's face?

"No, I believe that evil has a reward! Heaven is clear, and good and evil are rewarded. Even if we can't return to the former world, I believe that Zhuo Zhiyuan's crimes will be exposed one day, and the police will definitely bring him to justice. Zhuo Qinglin reached out and wiped her tears and said firmly.

Nie Pan sighed again: "I hope so! However, I don't have any extravagant expectations for those 'police uncles'. I hope that they can find out such a complicated case. It's better to pray that Zhuo Zhiyuan will chop to death when drinking water or choking while eating. Fortunately, I now have a way to revenge on him. Even if I can't go back to the past, I can make him feel heartbroken and let him have a mental breakdown. It can be regarded as a sigh of relief for those who were killed by him!"

"Yes, that's why I came to you today. I heard from Xiyan that you are going to Ningxia tomorrow to find the treasure in Li Yuanhao's mausoleum? Is that so?" Zhuo Qinglin asked urgently.

"Yes, I have decided that I must find the treasure. As long as the treasure is found, first, it can solve the financial problem of the insurgents. Second, it can also retaliate against Zhuo Zhiyuan. I have been thinking, if we can really dig out all the treasures, can Zhuo Zhiyuan still get the treasure? Nie Pan asked with questions, as if he was asking Zhuo Qinglin for an answer, and as if he was talking to himself.

No one can answer the answer, and everything can only be answered until then!

However, it is certain that this treasure is the dream of all the bets in Zhuo Zhiyuan's life. For this batch of treasures, Zhuo Zhiyuan took on his own future, his favorite woman, his conscience, his soul, and everything. If he can't get the treasure, Zhuo Zhiyuan will definitely die!

Zhuo Qinglin was also very interested in this wonderful question. She smiled and said, "This is indeed a question worth pondering. Li Yuanhao has been dead for at least 200 years now, and his treasure has been buried in the ground for 200 years. The world where Zhuo Zhiyuan is located has been a thousand years since Li Yuanhao's death. We excavated Li Yuanhao's tomb 200 years later, and Zhuo Zhiyuan also excavated this treasure a thousand years later. So, who will this treasure belong to? This is indeed a difficult mystery. We can only wait until then to see the answer.

"Maybe whoever does it first will get the treasure, so we have to hurry up. I decided to leave for Ningxia early tomorrow morning to find this treasure." Nie Pan told Zhuo Qinglin about his decision.

"Can you determine the location of this treasure? At the beginning, your father wasted 20 years looking for treasure. Zhuo Qinglin asked with some worries.

"I can definitely find it. I believe that the treasure is in the place where the Star Company built the film and television city, in Songzhu Town in the 21st century. Although I don't know if this town exists or what its name is, as long as we look for it hard, we will definitely find it!" Nie Pan said solemnly.

After listening to Nie Pan's words, Zhuo Qinglin's eyes emitted a light and nodded and said, "Well, you're so right. Why didn't I think of it? As long as we find the place called Songzhu Town before crossing, we will definitely find this treasure.

Zhuo Qinglin said and grabbed Nie Pan's clothes and pleaded, "Nie Pan, let me go with you? I want to see with my own eyes what this treasure that makes Zhuo Zhiyuan crazy looks like? I also want to destroy Zhuo Zhiyuan's dream with my own hands, dig out the treasure in the mausoleum with you, let Zhuo Zhiyuan's bamboo basket empty, and let my mother's spirit in heaven see her daughter avenge her. Nie Pan, please, let me go!"

Looking at Zhuo Qinglin's firm eyes, Nie Pan nodded slowly: "Okay, since you said so, I promise you. In any case, Zhuo Zhiyuan is your father. If we can really transport the treasure out of the mausoleum and make Zhuo Zhiyuan have nothing, it must be more sad for Zhuo Zhiyuan than to let him die. I was afraid that you would be embarrassed, so I didn't tell you about this matter. Now that you have said so, I will naturally not say anything more. Anyway, one more person has more strength, not only the two of us, but also Li Mochou, Xiyan and Yang Guo.

Zhuo Qinglin smiled sadly: "He is no longer my father. Although... since I was a child, he has been obedient to me, but... However, all this is not true. He just wants to make up for the guilt in his heart. He has been crazy for the treasure. He can plot the car accident that killed my mother without mercy, or let his men blow up the mausoleum without mercy... I don't have such a father. After my mother left, I... I have no relatives anymore. Now I just want to avenge my mother..." After saying that, Zhuo Qinglin's tears again It slid down his face like a broken bead.

Looking at Zhuo Qinglin's pear blossoms with rain, Nie Pan's heart ached. The pain in her heart is deeply felt by Nie Pan, but who can she tell?

It turned out that his mother's marriage to his father was a conspiracy. What is he? Is the maternal love that has been with me for nearly 20 years true or false? Should I hate her or be grateful to her? Should I curse her or avenge her?

When I think of this, Nie Pan is confused. He instinctively doesn't want to continue to think about it. For Nie Pan, he only hopes that this is a nightmare, and he never wants to touch this scar again...

Fortunately, Nie Pan's mother repented when she was dying and put an end to her absurd life with her own life. Although it was not perfect, at least she had a clear conscience.

This also makes Nie Pan find a reason to forgive his mother, otherwise Nie Pan can't find an excuse not to hate his mother...

Looking at Zhuo Qinglin with tears in the rain, Nie Pan stretched out his warm palm, gently wiped the tears off her face, and comforted her softly, "You're not right. Why don't you have a relative? Isn't there still me? I will always be your brother..."

Zhuo Qinglin stubbornly stopped her tears and squeezed out a smile at Nie Pan: "Thank you for your kindness. At this point, do you think we can still be siblings? Can you get rid of the grudge in your heart? Anyway, I am the daughter of your father-killing enemy. Will you sincerely treat me as your sister? Therefore, for me, there are no relatives or younger brothers in this world!"

After saying that, Zhuo Qinglin stood up and strode to her bedroom. As she walked, she said, "Well, it's settled. I'll go back to my room to rest. Let's go to Ningxia together tomorrow."

Nie Pan stood under the pavilion and looked at Zhuo Qinglin's distant back. Suddenly, he felt so lonely, so desolate, so pitiful.