"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 ...