Chapter 547 The Rumor of the Mourning Punch

"Time is too long some, poor nun ... can not remember too clearly, twenty years or so!" The nun's head lowered, talking about the old days, and such old things again, it would be hard for anyone.

"Was it twenty years ago, or around thirty years?" Qu Mo Ying's heart fluttered as he continued to ask.

"Two ... twenty-five-six years ago it, specific how much, poor Ni really is not so very clear, followed by relatives out of a period of time, and then only ... these things, poor Ni try not to think about, the past has been, and then go to think is only in vain sadness."

The nun sighed again and said.

"Listening to the nunnery master's accent seems to be that of the capital." Qu Mo Ying's gaze fell firmly on the nunnery master's face, his eyes under the veil of his eyes as deep as water.

"It may be that the poor nun has been in the capital for so many years, and has long ... forgotten the accent of his hometown." The nun stuttered a bit and seemed to add a fe