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The aroma fills the room.

Shen Qiong picked up a piece of crab roe cake and said with a smile: "It's really fate." ”

"There is a fate to meet thousands of miles away, but there is no chance to meet on the other side. Ren Jingshan smiled meaningfully.

"What the hell?" Ren Tianxue couldn't understand what the two men were polite about.

Shen Qiong smiled lightly: "I'm afraid that if it weren't for your father, you wouldn't have come to my shop at that time, right?"

"Huh, how do you know?" Ren Tianxue was surprised.

Although the two did not mention anything about the past, Ren Jingshan was already 100% sure that the young man in front of him had recognized his identity.

"That means I have a good eye!" Ren Jingshan smiled heartily.

"Okay, okay, you all have good eyes!" Ren Tianxue pouted helplessly, and then took a sip of soup.

The three of them chatted casually, and Shen Qiong asked tentatively, "I wonder if Uncle used to write letters?"

"Yes, yes, there is a box of letters in his study!" Ren Tianxue hurriedly replied.

Although this is true, the people who listen to it are different, the people who say it are different, and the meaning is of course different.

Ren Jingshan obviously felt that the other party was testing him, but he was not prepared to hide his identity, and smiled generously: "I have written a lot before, but the pen pal many years ago has passed away a long time ago." ”

Ren Tianxue also blinked her big eyes in surprise, "Ah? No wonder I see that you haven't written any letters now, I thought you had all switched to WeChat chat." ”

Shen Qiong said with a joke: "WeChat chat, there are advantages and disadvantages, this letter writing is different, and the letter also has the meaning of collection." ”

"Well, that's right, I do have a lot of old letters, and I'm really emotional!"

Ren Tianxue muttered in a low voice: "How do I feel like you two are like seeing each other." ”

Both of them looked up and laughed, and one of them understood what it meant.

"What's particularly interesting is that a while ago, I found a lot of letters written by my grandfather before, which is really a dusty history!"

Shen Qiong sighed from the bottom of his heart, the reason why he had no scruples was because after reading Ren Jingshan's life, he knew that the other party was not a villain.

"I'm curious, what is the history of even Master Shen who is full of emotion?" Ren Jingshan smiled leisurely.

Ren Tianxue lowered her head and ate her own snacks, she had a feeling that she shouldn't have come today, what was the matter, the two of them actually chatted like this, she didn't have a sense of innocence at all!

The most annoying thing is that I can't understand a lot of things they talk about.

What the hell, why do you have to talk about writing letters for some reason?

After about ten or twenty minutes, Ren Jingshan wanted to invite Master Shen to sit at home.

Ren Tianxue looked dumbfounded, could it be that her father really hit it off with Shen Qiong at first sight?

Oh!

Oh, my God!

Ren Tianxue felt that her worldview was about to collapse, how could this be, if she didn't know, she would really think that these two people had known each other before.

She said coquettishly in a complaining tone: "I feel that I am so redundant! Hmph, I knew that it would be better to go shopping with my cousin!"

"Go, go, go!" Ren Jingshan was in a happy mood and wanted to get rid of his daughter.

……

An hour later.

Shen Qiong came to their house as a guest, Ren Jingshan couldn't hold back at all, and directly invited Shen Qiong into the study, saying that he wanted to share the content of the letter with him.

Anyway, Ren Tianxue was not interested, so she hid directly in the room and continued to watch the drama.

Ren Jingshan locked the person and locked it up, so as not to inadvertently break in with the girl of his own family, and it would be troublesome to explain.

Shen Qiong was not polite, he went directly to the topic, and asked seriously: "You are Qingshan?"

"That's right, it's me!" Ren Jingshan took out the letters from the drawer, and he took out the letters in advance, just to make it easier for Shen Qiong to show them.

Shen Qiong's eyes lit up, those envelopes were very old, and they were exactly the same as the ones hidden in his home.

Ren Jingshan also saw this story from the envelope, and unlike Shen Qiong, what he saw was the one sent by Mr. Shen and Shen Qiong's father.

Because of the position where he stands, the roles are different, and the things he sees are incomplete.

However, he is not in a hurry, after all these years, there has been no news, but since Tianji Pavilion reappeared last year, all kinds of news have come out again.

And these news were very unfavorable and dangerous to Shen Qiong in front of him, so he could understand that Shen Qiong was very impolite and directly opened the letter.

Some of these letters were written by Shen Qiong's grandfather, and some were written by Shen Qiong's father.

The whole half hour.

There was no sound in the study, and it was very silent.

Ren Jingshan was not in a hurry, he knew these things, and it had a great impact on people who had just understood and had just come into contact with them, and they were very shocking.

Sure enough, Shen Qiong's face changed in an instant, and it became very bad.

In this, my grandfather actually suffered from depression because he was too anxious, and his health was getting worse day by day.

In the end, the words "life is not long!" and "retribution !!" mentioned in the content of the letter made Shen Qiong's face more and more gloomy.

Replace the next letter, the sender's handwriting has changed, although it is all under the name of Tianji Pavilion, but it is obviously a different person.

And this font, no matter how Shen Qiong can recognize it, it was written by his father.

As soon as Shen Qiong looked at the beginning, his eyes couldn't help but turn red, and he covered his mouth in disbelief, oh my God!

It turned out that when my grandfather died, he said that he died of fatigue and anxiety, but he didn't expect the truth, and he actually hanged himself.

Grandpa was depressed, and in the end he couldn't stand it anymore, and finally embarked on a road of no return and ended his life.

Ren Jingshan sighed, shook his head, and still didn't speak.

At the end, there were only three letters left, that is, Shen Qiong's father only sent three letters in total.

The first letter mentions the death of his grandfather, and the second letter tells the truth behind the destruction of the Shen family and the murderer.

Shen Qiong gasped, he looked at Ren Jingshan with shock, "He, the person who just drank the water of the ancient tomb and can spy on other people's thoughts, is not dead yet?"

"Dead?" Ren Jingshan smiled bitterly with embarrassment: "Not dead, and now still alive and well, not everyone can silently destroy the Shen family, and still be able to suppress things." ”

"When my father heard the news, he also suffered from depression, and his body was getting thinner and thinner, and I am afraid that he spent every day in torment. Ren Jingshan said with a frown.

Shen Qiong fell into a deep silence, he was now almost certain that the box hidden in the house was the water of the ancient tomb.

Grandpa became nervous because he wanted to keep this secret, and finally committed suicide due to depression.

When I arrived at my father's place, I happened to encounter the Shen family's murder case, and the pressure surged up in an instant, so that I lost sleep every day and my health was declining day by day.

Shen Qiong knew about insomnia, and every time he asked his father, he just replied that he wanted to do more good deeds and eliminate the accumulated obstacles.

Before this, Shen Qiong had always thought that it was a peep at the sky, so he left the so-called evil obstacles.

Now that I think about it again, I am afraid that what the evil obstacle refers to is a series of tragedies caused by the water of the ancient tomb.

"There were three drops of tomb water back then, that's what your grandfather said, but decades have passed, and I only know where two drops have gone. When Ren Jingshan said this, his eyes kept looking at Shen Qiong.

Shen Qiong knew what the other party meant, but he suspected that he had hidden the third drop in his house, or that he had eaten it.

"No, my ability to tell divinations is not because of the water of the tomb. Shen Qiong said very seriously.

The WeChat in the mobile phone is his biggest secret, and this secret cannot be related to the water of the ancient tomb.

Ren Jingshan didn't speak, he knew that Shen Qiong wouldn't admit it.

Shen Qiong suddenly squinted, looked towards Ren Jingshan, and asked, "Do you know the name of the person who can spy on other people's thoughts?"

The two looked at each other.

Ren Jingshan opened his mouth slightly......