The old man asked rhetorically with a smile, as if he had seen through Xiao Zhao's inner thoughts, and slowly sat down on the old sofa.

Hey.

Xiao Zhao smiled slyly, looking a little embarrassed, and hurriedly grabbed Lin Qianxue's arm, and said, "Grandpa, let me introduce you, these two are the leaders of our group, and they are looking for your help if they have something." ”

"Oh?"

Xiao Zhao's grandfather looked up at Lin Qianxue, and then stared at Ye Ning with deep eyes.

"This son has an extraordinary temperament, he can be called a dragon and a phoenix among people!"

The old man couldn't help but tease.

"Grandpa. ”

Xiao Zhao pouted, couldn't help but roll his eyes, and glanced at Ye Ning on the side with some embarrassment.

"You kid grandpa is joking, look at you in a hurry. ”

The old man glanced at Xiao Zhao, picked up the cigarette pouch and pot on the table, and lit it.

Took a puff.

After putting down the fruit, Ye Ning took out the triangular human skin trick from his pocket, squatted down and placed it on the table full of cracks.

"Grandpa, can you decipher it? ”

Lin Qianxue and Xiao Zhao took a look at it and felt that it was nothing, so the two of them went to the kitchen to start preparing lunch.

"What is this?"

Xiao Zhao's grandfather frowned slightly, his deep-set eyes flashed a different color, he took a puff of the cigarette pouch pot, and then put it on the table, picked up his reading glasses and put them on, and picked up a magnifying glass to look at it carefully.

Ye Ning's face was solemn, and he looked at Xiao Zhao's grandfather with great anticipation.

Xiao Zhao's grandfather's name is Zhao Qinghui.

According to Xiao Zhao's account when she came, she heard her grandfather mention before that her ancestors may be descendants of the Great Song royal family, and her grandfather still retains the family tree.

Time passed little by little, Zhao Qinghui took a magnifying glass and studied it carefully, his brows were furrowed, and his wrinkled face became more and more solemn.

"Grandpa Zhao, do you see any clues?"

Ye Ning asked in a low voice.

Zhao Qinghui glanced at Ye Ning, put down the magnifying glass, and took off the reading glasses.

"There are three different types of information, which one do you want to know?"

"Uh......"

Suddenly, Ye Ning looked puzzled and asked, "Grandpa Zhao means that he can only tell me one of these three types of information?"

"Not bad. ”

Zhao Qinghui nodded, his wrinkled face a little solemn.

"Being able to tell you a piece of information is already a tormented life, if you are told the estimated ......"

"What does Grandpa Zhao mean by this?"

Seeing that Zhao Qinghui didn't finish his words, this made Ye Ning's heart full of doubts.

"Nothing, you want to know which one of the above information?"

Zhao Qinghui shook his head, did not pick up what he had just said, as if he was avoiding something.

Ye Ning frowned, picked up the triangular human skin trick and looked at it carefully.

That's it.

He put the trick of a human skin that he got from Jin Taijun in front of Zhao Qinghui.

The words on this corner of the human skin trick were too old for Ye Ning to understand.

So he thinks that the information revealed in this corner should be more important.

Cloud.

Zhao Qinghui slowly spit out a word.

After that, he stopped talking.

"Clouds?"

Ye Ning was stunned, grabbed his hair, and asked, "Grandpa Zhao...... Just a cloud word?"

It's too strange, there are so many dense fonts on it, and the final conclusion is one word.

Cloud?

What does this mean?

Clouds?

Could it be the name of a place?

Ye Ning's mind was full of thoughts, but he quickly dispelled this thought.

"Grandpa Zhao, why can't you tell me everything?"

Ye Ning looked at Zhao Qinghui very puzzled.

"It's hoodoo, it's a terrible disaster, and the consequences are beyond your comprehension. ”

Zhao Qinghui's deep-seated eyes became cold at this time.

Hoodoo?!

Suddenly, Ye Ning's pupils shot out two rays of cold electricity, and a layer of goosebumps appeared all over his body, and his mind was suddenly filled with a huge question mark.

Zhao Qinghui looked at the thoughtful Ye Ning and said slowly, "Young people should not explore these things, otherwise it will bring about death, or even greater disasters, back then, a general surnamed Zhang was on one side, commanding hundreds of thousands of soldiers to fight from south to north, and his prestige was like the sky, and you are the same as today, you are also full of curiosity about this thing, and you have studied it again and again, and then he died, and there are no bones!"

"What?!"

Ye Ning was shocked in his heart, and then quickly calmed down.

Zhao Qinghui did not say which general surnamed Zhang, nor did he mention the specific background of the times, but it is not difficult for Ye Ning to guess based on his words, who else is there besides General Zhang?

In that era, it was definitely the dominant side.

It is not an exaggeration to call the king an ancestor.

Although Zhao Qinghui was unwilling to reveal too much information on this triangular human skin trick, how could Ye Ning give up willingly?

Six years ago, the Ye family's tragedy is vivid, the monstrous fire burned 378 people of the Ye family, and how many innocent Ye family souls died tragically, this is a sea of blood feud, and it must not be forgiven.

Ye Ning will not give up on tracking down the secret of the human skin trick, whether it is ominous or not.

For him, it doesn't matter what secrets are hidden in the human skin trickery, what is important is to find out who is behind the plan that was made back then.

Today, only three of the eight major families of Gangneung are still preserved.

The remaining five have all gone up in smoke.

It seems that only by waiting for the news from the ghost king's side, only by finding more secrets of the Wang family, or finding Wang Changsheng, can we get closer to the truth of the corner of the human skin trick.

Ye Ning knew that Zhao Qinghui was jealous and refused to tell the information about the other two corners of the human skin, and he would not be dissatisfied.

After having lunch at Zhao Qinghui's house, Ye Ning, Lin Qianxue and Xiao Zhao stayed with the old man for a while.

Under Xiao Zhao's encouragement, Zhao Qinghui took out a family tree that had been treasured for a hundred years.

Looking at the yellowed and old genealogy, Ye Ning had to marvel, this genealogy recorded all the characters of the Zhao family, from Zhao Qinghui's generation upwards, directly to the last ruler of the Southern Song Dynasty at the end of the Southern Song Dynasty.

Zhao Yu

When it was almost afternoon, Xiao Zhao reluctantly said goodbye to his grandfather.

When chatting with Zhao Qinghui, Ye Ning and Lin Qianxue learned that Xiao Zhao's parents died young because of an accident, and it was he who brought Xiao Zhao up with a handful of and urine.

It's no wonder that Xiao Zhao rarely mentions his parents in the group.

Ye Ning and his entourage left the candlelight community and drove back to Jiangling City.

"What do Ye Ning think again?"

Lin Qianxue, the co-pilot, looked at Ye Ning while driving, frowning thoughtfully.

Ye Ning glanced at Xiao Zhao, who was sleeping in the back seat, through the reflector, and said, "I'll think about how to arrange Xiao Zhao for a while, Qianxue, you can see if there is a suitable house from the Internet." ”

"What kind of house are you renting, aren't there a lot of empty houses in our villa?"

Lin Qianxue said playfully and glanced at Ye Ning.

"Huh?"

Ye Ning looked a little surprised, and asked rhetorically, "What do you mean...... Let Xiao Zhao live in ...... Our family?"

"yes, can't you?"

Lin Qianxue nodded seriously and said, it seemed that she didn't treat Xiao Zhao as an outsider at all, but as a sister.

"Wait for Xiao Zhao to find the house and move out, can't you?"

"Alright then......"