After thinking about it, Ye Qingluo took out the brocade box left by her mother from the Minghuang ring.
This is inside the Cangshui bracelet, so she doesn't have to worry about whether there are outsiders around.
Anyway, when she woke up, she didn't see Di Moxuan's figure, nor did she sense his breath.
The old man Cang also dared to appear in her room in the form of a spirit body.
It is enough to prove that Emperor Moxuan is indeed not in the Sanquan Zongfu.
Hence, she could boldly open the brocade box and take out the two letters.
The relationship between Ye Qingluo and her mother has always been very deep.
Holding these two letters at this time, looking at the familiar handwriting of mother, Ye Qingluo actually felt a little sore in the nose.
With trembling fingers, she opened the envelope.
Inside, was a piece of yellowed paper.
What surprised Ye Qingluo the most was... the material of the paper.
Obviously it looks like a thin paper, but you can touch it with your hands, but the paper is actually the touch of leather.
A small piece, layered on top of each other.
When spread out on the desktop, it is the size of half a wooden table!
"This... this is..."
Ye Qingluo was surprised.
She stretched out her fingers and stroked along the paper.
This... is not a letter at all, but a map.
An extremely complex, dizzying map.
On half a piece of paper the size of a wooden table, densely packed routes are marked.
Even Ye Qingluo couldn't guarantee that he would be able to navigate this map unimpeded.
Why did mother leave her such a complicated map
With mixed feelings in her heart, Ye Qingluo's slender eyebrows were knitted into a ball.
"What a precise map." The old man Cang floated in the air, glanced at the map, and couldn't help sighing.
Ye Qingluo raised her eyes suddenly: "Do you know where this map is?"
The old man Cang frowned, stared carefully for a long while, and stroked his gray beard: "I have been in the realm of Nirvana for many years, but I have never seen this map, let alone a place that matches this map?"
Even old man Cang didn't know...
What is this map, a map of places
Ye Qingluo glanced at another letter in the brocade box.
She opened it, and it was a letter.
I thought that there was also a complicated map inside the envelope.
She was still thinking, if the box left by her mother and the two letters were both maps...
This is the rhythm of her setting up a treasure-hunting and treasure-digging brigade...
On the letter paper is my mother's beautiful handwriting.
"My son, if Yu'er sees the brocade box, mother begs Yu'er to deliver these two letters as quickly as possible to your sister."
"The next words are what my mother told Luo'er to say."
"This map belongs to Luo'er, and only Luo'er can reach the final destination."
"Promise mother, once you get the map, don't say anything. You must protect yourself. This map must not be known to anyone, otherwise... it will lead to death."
When it came to the end, the handwriting became a little weak, as if it had lost the strength to continue writing.
Ye Qingluo looked at the map spread out on the table with a dignified expression.
What exactly is a map
Will it cause death
Ye Qingluo became more and more interested in knowing the destination of this map.
With a sweep of her bare hand, she took the map and letter back to the Minghuang Ring.
As soon as she came out of the Cangshui bracelet, Ye Qingluo's ears moved sharply.
There was already a sound of hurried footsteps, sometimes heavy and sometimes light.
When he arrived at the door, Ye Qingluo could also hear the man panting heavily.
"Miss, it's bad, it's bad... something happened to Master Eighth!"