"This kid, is the fever not subsided, how can you say some bastard words, the road is good, how can you talk?" The old lady was a little unhappy when she heard He Cheng say this, rural people are the most taboo about these things, He Dalu lives well, how He regrets curses him, no matter how he says it, it can be regarded as his own family. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Grandma, have you ever seen him with your own eyes!" He regretted that he knew that he couldn't tell his grandmother if he had something, so he took a deep breath, calmed down and asked.

"You said hello to me this morning, Xiao Regret, I see that you are sleeping and having nightmares, don't think about it, wait for you to get up and take a walk, I'll cook for you." The old lady didn't see anything unusual on He Cheng's face, and walked out with the bowl as she spoke.

At this time, He regret's heart can be said to be overturning, He Dalu died, he saw it with his own eyes, his heart was dug out and eaten by the black cat, he must be dead and can't die anymore, who did the old lady see? Could it be that the person who was in the ancestral temple at that time was not He Dalu? Although he was wearing makeup on his face at that time, no matter how he painted it, the voice was there, it was definitely him, besides, although He Shikai was in a trance when he came back, he couldn't go crazy no matter how he said it, the one who died and He Dalu that his grandmother saw in the morning must be fake, but which one is fake, and what is the purpose of his doing this, the more He regret thinks about it, the more he feels scared.

"Xiao regret, your uncle called last night to say that he had something to do with you, I asked what was the matter, but he didn't say, I forgot about it in a daze, and you can call him back after dinner." During the meal, the old lady suddenly remembered something, and said to He regretted.

"Oh......" Uncle called him, what could it be, and he didn't know what to do, but Uncle has rarely looked for him, is it because of something in the shop? He regretted hurriedly finishing his meal and went to call.

After He Cheng called He Siliu's phone, He Siliu didn't say anything to him, just told him to go back as early as possible, He Cheng didn't ask more, and the uncle naturally let him go back for his reasons.

He Cheng originally planned to wait for "He Dalu" to come back to see which side of God he respected, but after waiting for two days, he didn't come back, and he heard He Dalu's youngest son say that He Shikai's mental problems seemed to be quite serious, and he was taken by his parents to a big hospital in the provincial capital for examination.

During this period, He Siliu called again, it seemed that the matter over there was more urgent, and He regretted that he could only go back to Taiyuan first, and he could also ask He Siliu about the ancestral temple.

He regret has been in Hunan for more than ten days this time, and when I heard that He regret was leaving, the old lady prepared a big bag of food for her. He regretted getting off the train and picked him up this time or a monkey, the monkey talked endlessly along the way without asking, He regretted that he was still dealing with him at first, but in the end he found that his Taoism was too shallow, and his kung fu was too bad compared to the monkey, so he had to take out the food that the old lady asked him to bring to block the monkey's mouth.

After arriving at the uncle's villa, He Cheng knew that his son He Shuntian was also there, which was somewhat unexpected by him, although he hadn't seen him for a few months, but He Cheng and he didn't have many common topics, and they chatted a few words and then had nothing to say, He Siliu asked He Shuntian to wait outside, and then pulled He Cheng into his study, and then locked the door from the inside.

"Uncle, what's the matter, I see that you are too mysterious." He regretted seeing He Siliu nervously finish all this, and couldn't help but quip.

"Don't talk nonsense, see if this thing looks familiar?" He Siliu waved his hand at He Cheng, and then took out an ordinary-looking wooden box from the safe and handed it to He Cheng.

"What is this...... This is ......" He Cheng saw that He Siliu was so precious that he knew that this must be a good thing, so he carefully took it, but the more he looked at it, the more familiar he felt, and in the end his face turned red.

This wooden box looks simple and unpretentious, no matter how you look at it, it is no different from those ordinary ones on the market, but when He Cheng saw it at first glance, he felt that it was not simple, and there was a trace of familiarity, as if he had seen it somewhere, He Cheng's eyes lit up, this, isn't this the wooden box that he and Liu Fatzi fell into the stone room a few months ago and picked it up, and later the uncle also said that it was very important, but unfortunately he accidentally didn't bring it out in the end, wasn't the stone room flooded by mercury, so where did this wooden box come from?

"Familiar? I just wanted to make sure what you saw in the tomb was this box. He Siliu habitually took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it for himself, and then threw the cigarette case on the table.

He Cheng nodded, and opened the wooden box carefully, he just wanted to confirm that the one in his hand was the one he saw in the ancient tomb, it was too similar, but he was not sure, after all, although this wooden box was special, it was not excluded that there was a similar type of existence.

Empty! There was nothing in the wooden box, and there was no silk book, He Cheng glanced at He Siliu strangely.

"Look at the words on this, is it written on the silk book you saw before?" He Siliu took a deep breath of cigarette, took out a blank piece of paper, and handed it to He Cheng.

After He Cheng took it, he looked at it, the text on it was very strange, it looked like it should be the text before Qin and Han, but it was not Qin Wen, He Cheng frowned, he was afraid of breaking the silk book in the ancient tomb before, so he didn't spread it out to see what was written on it, so he only glanced at it a few times, so he couldn't be sure if the words on the paper handed over by He Siliu were the same as the ones on the silk book.

"Uncle, where did you get this thing, I'm not sure if it's the same as the one in the silk book, I didn't look at it carefully at the time, but the things on it are indeed similar to the one on this paper." He Cheng stretched out his hand and took out a cigarette from the table, silently lit it for himself, and told everything he knew.

"Hmmm! Your father said that it was the text of the Wei State during the Spring and Autumn Period. He Siliu smiled and took out another cigarette, and He Cheng leaned over and helped him light the fire.

"Huikong or Liu Cheng?" He Cheng gritted his teeth and asked, to be honest, He Cheng didn't want to doubt these two people, after all, he had a good impression of these two people, but these were the three of them who had entered the stone room at that time, but he really didn't believe that these two people would covet what he had in his hands.

"A stranger mailed it a few days ago, I don't know who it is, it seems that there should be no malicious intent, don't think about it, okay, after a day on the train, I'm tired, let's go, let Erniang cook a few good dishes, wait for your dad and our grandfather to have a few drinks." He Siliu patted He Cheng's shoulder, and walked out as he spoke.

He Cheng took a puff of cigarette butt and walked out, but there was something wrong in his heart, whether it was Liu Fatzi or Huikong, they didn't say anything and took their own things, what was the purpose of their doing this? For the first time, He regretted that these two people were so strange.