After the divorce, I became a god that my ex-wife couldn’t reach.

Pi Yangyang glanced at him and subconsciously asked, "What is it?"

"The jade pendant on you is actually... the Pi family only had one piece, and it was always worn by Pi Changqing."

Sheng Wuye said with certainty.

Pi Yangyang was shocked, he reached out to take out the jade pendant and fell into deep thought.

"So... is Pi Changqing really missing?"

Pi Yangyang's voice trembled a little.

If he was Pi Changqing, then the death of the Pi family was the misfortune he brought upon himself.

The killers' purpose was not to target Old Man Pi's family, but him and the jade pendant on his body.

"Yes, he got lost..." Master Sheng Wu showed a trace of guilt on his face, "In fact, Pi Changqing is not stupid, on the contrary, he is very smart and never wanders around. But that day, he got lost inexplicably, without any trace..."

As he spoke, two tears rolled down his eyes.

Thinking of this, his heart was filled with guilt.

Pi Yangyang gently stroked the jade pendant in his hand, turned his head to look at the Pi family home which had already become a ruin with grass as tall as a person, and a fierce look flashed in his eyes.

If this family really suffered a misfortune because of him, he must avenge himself.

"These things have weighed on my mind for many years, and I have never dared to tell anyone. Every time I think of the arsonist that night, I feel scared. But I always have a feeling in my heart that Pi Changqing must still be alive..."

Master Sheng Wu's voice sounded a little tired, but at the same time there was a sense of relief.

"Whether you are Pi Changqing or not, you have to be careful. Those killers are really cruel and crazy..."

Master Sheng Wu gave another earnest instruction.

Pi Yangyang's heart moved. It turned out that Master Sheng Wu had long suspected that he, Pi Yangyang, was the missing third son of the Pi family.

"Wait a minute... I'll show you something..."

Master Sheng Wu stood up and groped his way into the inner room.

Pi Yangyang was very nervous and his heart was in turmoil.

If I am really Pi Changqing, then why do I have no memory of the old Pi family?

If not, then are all these things just coincidences?

Isn’t my master, Master Tianyang, an old Taoist?

When Yan Qian brought him out from the Yan family in the capital, wasn't he still in swaddling clothes?

Not long after, Master Sheng Wu came back with a tattered blue cloth package in his hand and came in front of Pi Yangyang.

"This is something I accidentally found when I went to look for bodies at the Pi family's house after the fire. I wonder if it was left by the murderers..."

Master Sheng Wu said as he opened the package in his hand.

When the contents inside were revealed, Pi Yangyang was shocked.

This is a pitch-black token, a black iron token from the Black Temple!

It’s the Black Temple again!

Pi Yangyang's eyes fixed, he took the black iron token solemnly, and said in a deep voice: "Master Sheng Wu, why are you still keeping this?"

Master Sheng Wu sighed and shook his head slightly.

He didn't say anything, but Pi Yangyang understood instantly.

Master Sheng Wu couldn't let go of the bloody incident of that year. He thought that Pi Changqing was still alive and that the Pi family's blood feud would be avenged one day.

An illusory picture appeared in front of Pi Yangyang's eyes. In the raging fire, several members of the Pi family struggled desperately and were eventually reduced to ashes.

He thought of his parents and relatives. Wasn’t the Yan family in the capital also massacred and burned to ashes?

The Black Temple seems to be very good at doing this.

His heart trembled, and he slowly grasped the token tightly, saying, "Can I take this token away?"

Master Sheng Wu still didn't answer. He took a few puffs of his pipe, let out a long sigh and said, "I'm old, and I can't see anything anymore. I can't avenge the Pi family, and I can't see the murderers brought to justice... There's no point in me keeping this iron plate. If you want it... just take it."

The voice was old, and seemed so lonely and helpless.

Pi Yangyang didn't say anything else. He put the token away and felt extremely depressed and heavy in his heart.

After lunch, Pi Yangyang and Lu Xiaowan left Gaokan Village and returned to the city.

"Brother, thank you."

Arriving at the gate of the residential complex where Lu Xiaowan lives, Lu Xiaowan got out of the car and spoke sincerely to Pi Yangyang.

Pi Yangyang smiled and asked, "When does the provincial competition start?"

"There are still more than twenty days..."

Lu Xiaowan replied.

"Well, we'll come and support you then."

Pi Yangyang said.

"Well, brother, walk slowly."

Lu Xiaowan didn't know when she started calling him "big brother", and Pi Yangyang didn't think anything of it. He watched her enter the gate of the community before driving away.

He did not return to the company, but went to Yanguilou.

He felt very anxious and wanted to talk to Yan Qian.

On the way, he called Yan Qian and asked him to wait at Yangui Tower.

"Master, do you have something to ask me?"

Seeing Pi Yangyang, Yan Qian asked respectfully.

Pi Yangyang took out the black iron token from his body and placed it on the table.

Yan Qian's eyes fixed, and he said in a deep voice: "Master, do you have any news about the Black Temple?"

Pi Yangyang shook his head, "This token is not the one you gave me."

Yan Qian was startled, reached out to pick up the token and looked at it carefully.

Then he slowly put it down again and asked in surprise, "Where did this come from?"