"I know. ”

Zhou Ang nodded lightly, he took a deep breath, and there was still a faint pain in the position of his heart.

"But look at this first. ”

Zhou Ang handed the note to Fauber, who recognized the handwriting as his father's handwriting at a glance.

"This is Sir's handwriting, where did you find it?" he thought the note was in a notebook.

"This is a note left by the person who saved me to the nurse aunt. ”

Zhou Ang took a deep breath, "You may not believe me when I say it, but what I said is true, I passed by the person who saved me in the hospital before, his figure, his back, is exactly the same as in this photo." ”

Fauber's lips opened, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

"Young Master, so you firmly believe that Mr. is not dead, he is still alive, right?"

Fauber asked quietly.

Zhou Ang nodded, and then shook his head again, he didn't know now, his mind was very messy now.

As Fauber said, if his father is still alive, why doesn't he come home after all these years, and if his father is still alive, why doesn't he come back to see him and his mother?

But if he is dead, how can this back, this handwriting, how to explain it?

Fauber pursed his lower lip, as if choked on something, unable to speak, he really didn't know how to explain it.

But he was very sure of this handwriting, it was the handwriting of the gentleman.

Looking at Fu Bo's expression, Zhou Ang understood in his heart, and he took a deep breath and tried to keep himself calm.

"Fauber, don't talk about this for now. ”

Zhou Ang regained some of his senses, he thought about it, although he believed that his father was not dead based on the handwriting alone, he believed it, Fu Bo believed it, but others might not believe it.

Especially his mother, for twenty years, although he didn't say it on the surface, he knew very well in his heart that his mother had always held a grudge against his father.

If his mother knew that his father was still alive and had never been back for twenty years, something might have happened.

Fu Bo naturally knew this truth, and he nodded, "Young Master, don't worry, I will keep my mouth shut." ”

Zhou Ang stood up and sorted out the things on the table, looking at these things, he had mixed feelings.

Suddenly, a pattern on a piece of paper caught his eye, and he narrowed his eyes and picked up the drawing, "This pattern ......"

Isn't this pattern on the wrists of those who want Chu Ge's life during the day?

"Fauber, do you know what this pattern means?" asked Zhou Ang.

Fauber looked at it and nodded, "This, this pattern is a totem of a sect." ”

Sect?

"What sect?"

Zhou Ang asked again.

"Speaking of which, it was 20 years ago, when Mr. and Mr. Wen were working together, they saved a person, this person I think is surnamed Wei, and he has this pattern on his body, I remember hearing Mr. at that time that this pattern is the pattern of the sect founded by Mr. Wei. ”

The mystery in Zhou Ang's heart became even bigger, "What kind of sect is that?"

Fu Bo shook his head, "I only know that it is called Wufeng Palace, but I later wanted to look for this Mr. Wei after Mr. disappeared to inquire about the situation, but I couldn't find anything." ”

Originally, Zhou Ang didn't believe in the legends of gods and ghosts, but since the incident with Chu Ge, he has believed it a little.

The legend of time and space made Zhou Ang feel that there were still many things in this world that he did not know and could not understand.

"Fu Bo, is there a possibility, maybe this Mr. Wei is not from our time and space?"

Zhou Ang couldn't help but ask the doubts in his heart.

Could it be that his father, like Chu Ge, has gone to another time and space or era in the past twenty years, and has only recently returned, but when he comes back, he doesn't know what kind of identity and state to see them, so he has been avoiding them?

Zhou Ang couldn't help but excuse his father in his heart.

Faubber nodded, "It's possible, but it's also very unlikely. ”

Zhou Ang was puzzled, "Why is it so small? Didn't my father and Uncle Wen have been studying this back then?"

The possibility is very small, which means that there is.

Fu Bo shook his head slightly, "Back then, Mr. and Mr. Wen were not studying the legend of time and space, but the tomb of King Yechen." ”

They are studying ancient tombs and cultural relics of their homeland, not studying such strange legends.

Fu Bo thought that Zhou Ang was too eager for Mr. to be alive, so he began to think wildly, "Young master, you just got out of the hospital, don't think about this, it's not too early, rest early." ”

He was really worried that Zhou Ang's body would not be able to bear it if he thought too much.

Zhou Ang shook his head, "I'm fine, by the way, help me prepare my ticket." ”

"Tickets?" Fauber was stunned, "where are you going?"

Only then did Zhou Ang remember that he had wanted to ask Wen Zao's flight number, but he had forgotten it.

He raised his hand and patted his head, then dug into his pocket, trying to take out his phone to call Wen Zao, only to find that he had lost it during the day.

There's a real sense of misfortune.

Seeing that Zhou Ang's mood was not good again in an instant, Fu Bo couldn't help but ask with some worry: "Young Master, what's wrong with you?"

Zhou Ang shook his head, "It's okay, I lost my phone during the day." ”

Fauber breathed a sigh of relief, "I'm going to buy you another one." ”

Zhou Ang waved his hand, "No need, I'll go by myself, it just so happens that I have something to go to Wen Zaozao's house, I remember that on the way to his house, there was a store that sold mobile phones." ”

Fu Bo was puzzled, "It's so late, you go to Miss Wen's house?"

Zhou Ang raised his eyes and glanced at him coldly, "What's the matter? I can't go so late?"

Fu Bo choked, he smiled wryly, "Young Master, have you forgotten what you said before? In the past, Miss Wen came over very late, and you always refused on the grounds that it was too late, in fact, I know that you think that men and women are not intimate, right? I can see that Miss Wen likes you, but you have always regarded him as a sister." ”

Fu Bo said, and Zhou Ang's face became even more unsightly.

"Where did you hear these words, Fauber?"

Zhou Ang asked coldly.

Fu Bo heard the coldness in Zhou Ang's words, and knew that he had said the wrong thing, so he closed his mouth very interestingly.

Zhou Ang exhaled lightly, the relationship between him and Wen Zao was only brother and sister, and the feelings for him early were not like what Fu Bo said, he knew these things clearly in his heart.

It's just that outsiders look at it in their eyes, and it's easy to think too much.

"Fauber, don't tell anyone about today. ”

Zhou Ang couldn't help but reminded again: "Especially my mother, I can't let her know!"

"I know, don't worry, I'll keep my mouth shut." ”

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