Finally, he stopped looking at a page of drawings.

"Jiu'er, this is it."

That night, he looked at it for a long time and could almost remember the stone statues inside.

Feng Qiongcang has never believed in ghosts and gods, so there must be a special reason why he would mobilize so many people to do so many things.

Feng Jiuer looked at the picture, then looked at the text under the picture, and recognized a few of them.

"Dad, is it really related to ghosts and gods?"

she asked.

Feng Li's long finger fell on the words above, and after a while, he nodded lightly.

"It is also used for suppression."

"I just told you that Feng Qiongcang had something evil in his heart. The people we found in the temple also said that the late emperor was murdered by Feng Qiongcang."

"Dad, you should believe now that this is true, right?"

Feng Jiuer raised her eyes and looked at Feng Li.
Chapter completed!