I was framed and walked into the wrong room, and I gave birth to a litter for the CEO.

He took a deep breath and tried to calm down his excitement. However, there was a layer of mist in his eyes, and the mist condensed into teardrops, and finally fell silently down his cheeks.

"Old man Shi, look at me... hold still, say something to me..."

Sheng He looked at Shi De's face and saw that it was really abnormal. He was really afraid that he would suddenly be unable to hold on and faint.

When Shen Haojin heard what Sheng He said, he quickly got up from the stone steps and walked out.

"Grandpa Sheng, Grandpa Shi, what's wrong with him?" Shen Haojin asked worriedly, holding Shi De's arm.

"Old man Shi, if you are sad, just cry. Don't keep it in your heart... Don't be like this..."

"Guoguo... is dead?" Shi De stared at Shen Haojin with strange eyes and asked.

"..." Hearing this, Shen Haojin didn't know what to say at all.

"What did you say?" Sheng He's old eyes suddenly stared like bells.

His steps were unsteady and he almost fell.

Bai Shan appeared behind Sheng He and protected his body with both hands.

Sheng He was a little far away from Bai Shan and Shen Haojin just now, so he didn't hear what Shen Haojin said.

Guo Guo is his great-granddaughter. She is still so young, only over six years old.

And he, Sheng He, was already an old man. Even if he was going to die, it would be him, not his poor precious great-granddaughter.

"Guoguo, where are you?" Sheng He asked hysterically. "Take me to her."

Bai Shan wiped away the tears on his face and helped Sheng He go to the Buddhist hall in front.

Facing these two old men, Bai Shan seemed to be more rational. No matter how negative and heartbroken she was, it couldn't be compared to the pain of these two old men losing such a young great-granddaughter.

"Grandpa Sheng... you guys..." Shi Qingmo saw the figure outside the door and walked quickly to greet him. He even asked Shen Haojin and Bai Shan with his eyes, how could they bring these two old people here?

None of the four people across from them spoke, and nothing could be seen on their faces except heartbreak.

"Calm down, be sure to calm down. No... it's not what you think. Maybe... this is just a misunderstanding on our part, and we made a mistake ourselves." Shi Qingmo was worried that the two old men would not be able to admit such a shock.

He couldn't wait for Qingfeng to verify everything. He had to tell them first.

"Guoguo may not be dead, and the little girl lying in the coffin is probably not Guoguo.

Luo Zixuan has already interrogated the dead soldiers brought back and said that the little girl Nu Jie took away was not Guoguo. "

"Are you telling the truth?" Bai Shan stepped forward quickly, grabbing Shi Qingmo's clothes excitedly and questioning. "If she is not Guoguo, then who is she?

And where is Guoguo? "

"Don't be anxious, just calm down.

Qingfeng has already done DNA work. I guess it was the Evil Poison Holy Hand who took Guoguo away and took Guoguo to Wufo Temple.

And this little girl is a little girl that the evil poison master deliberately let the slaves kidnap to be used as Guoguo's substitute.

One of the most common methods used by devils like the Evil Poison Saint Hand is to tease and torture others for fun.

He deliberately disguised this little girl to make us think she was the real Guoguo, making us sad. In order to achieve the pleasure of his calculations and tormenting us. "

Shi Qingmo analyzed what he believed to be the truth and told them.

Lin Boyuan is the disciple of the Evil Poison Saint Hand. I thought he was already a terrible devil. As a master, he is indeed more skilled.

After Bai Shan heard Shi Qingmo's explanation, she immediately ran towards the small coffin in front.

She lifted up the red cloth covering the little corpse. The corpse lying inside had its face almost repaired by Shi Qingfeng, and it almost looked like Guoguo.

She lifted up the trouser legs of the little girl's feet and looked at her heels.

That area happened to not be burned by oil and water, and the skin was intact.

Bai Shan didn't see the familiar little black mole behind her ankle.

Guoguo was a child she raised single-handedly. She remembered all the characteristics of the little girl.

"Yes... that's right... ugh..." Bai Shan looked at the fair skin around the corpse's ankles, crying and laughing with joy and sadness. "She is not Guoguo, she is not my Guoguo.

There is a small mole on Guoguo's ankle, but she doesn't have it...

There is no... my Guoguo on her feet, she is still alive..."

"Really? Are you sure?" When Shen Haojin heard Bai Shan's words, the stone in her heart disappeared in an instant.

"Well, of course I'm sure. She is the child I raised, how could I not know.

I...I'm so stupid, how could I be so stupid..." Bai Shan suddenly raised his hand and hit his head with his fist. "I should have checked Guoguo's body a long time ago.

If I had checked, it wouldn't be like this.

It's all my fault...I'm such an idiot..."

"Fool, how can you hit yourself?" Shen Haojin held Bai Shan's hand and pulled her into his arms. "I can't blame you for this, I can only say... that the methods of the Evil Poison Saint Hand are too clever.

He knew that we loved Guoguo very much, so he took advantage of our love for Guoguo and deliberately used this trick to hurt us. "

Just by looking at the little girl's half-destroyed face lying in the coffin, they had no choice but to believe that this little girl was Guoguo.

When people are extremely sad, they will not go out of their way to dig out the truth. On the contrary, they will become more convinced that the person they have lost is the person they love.

Shi Xiyue and Sheng Xichen also regarded her as Guoguo, didn't they?

The two old men at the door learned that the person who died was not Guoguo. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and eased the initial pain and sorrow.

Shi Dechu held the crutch in his hand and stepped out of the threshold of the Buddhist hall with a trembling body.

He felt that he was too tired, not physically but mentally. Tired of living!

If he were like Ruoxue and had died many years ago, he wouldn't be physically and mentally exhausted now, right?

Linger, his precious granddaughter, Guoguo! His precious great-granddaughter.

Daughter, his precious daughter Shirou, whom he had been thinking about for many years. Unexpectedly... he has always been by the side of the Evil Poison Master, imprisoned by him, preventing their father and daughter from seeing each other.

No Buddhist temple…

Where is the Wufo Temple?

In country M, he knew there was a Buddhist temple...

Sheng He stood beside Shi De, watching his back quietly.

They were both about the same age, and both had lost their wives and precious children. They had no intersection at first, but fate linked them together.

Two old men with the same illness felt so sad for Shi De in his heart.