Chapter 189, Secret Letters

The next morning, while we were still having breakfast, there was a knock on the door of the bar, and when I opened the door and saw the person standing at the door, I was stunned, how could he come?

It was no one else standing at the door, he didn't wake up, by the way, he seemed to be called Sun Sheng, a person who could shrink bones, what was he doing here?

I asked him to come in, and when I saw that we were eating, he unceremoniously took a chair, sat there, and said, "Excuse me, fill in the dishes, thank you." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

The people present, except for Grandpa and Zhao Cangran, none of us were not puzzled, and they all looked at him.

After Grandpa nodded, he went to the kitchen and took the dishes and chopsticks out and put them in front of him, he didn't say much, picked up the chopsticks and started eating, as if he hadn't eaten for several days, and Grandpa and Zhao Cangran looked at him so indifferently.

In this case, anyone who sees it knows that something is wrong, so we have to wait, when he has eaten enough and wants to talk.

Sure enough, after drinking two bowls of porridge and eating six large buns, he put down the chopsticks in his hand and leaned back against the chair, looking completely full of food and drink.

"Tell me, what's going on?" Grandpa chuckled.

"Except for that Wan Ye, those two people are okay, it's not a big problem, Zhang Qiang, his relationship is very deep with the people who know Miss, that Ding Mao, just like Ding Xiao said, is a descendant of Captain Xin, nothing special, but Ding Xiao has one thing in his hand, I think you may be interested, this is it." As he spoke, he didn't wake up and handed a photo to his grandfather.

After Grandpa saw it, his brows furrowed slightly, and he handed the photo to the statement, and I also stretched out my head to look, it was a gossip mirror, the difference is that the photo seems to be golden, and the dazzling light cannot be faked.

"What does he want this for?" Grandpa muttered thoughtfully to himself.

"It doesn't matter what he does, since he has it in his hand, it must be useful, and it's no coincidence that he's surprisingly similar to what we're looking for." Statement: Put the photo in my hands.

I was about to take another look when the other hand was already in front of me, and I could only sigh, put the picture in the Skull's hand, and pouted.

"Patriarch, I'm going back, I'll tell you if there's any news." Sun Sheng stood up and was about to leave.

"Just say it on the phone next time, don't run around, I see that you are not only here to tell me the news, but also to eat." Grandpa waved his hand unceremoniously.

"You can see this, it's amazing, but I'm just here to eat, and I can't eat much, so don't be too stingy." Sun Sheng smiled and walked out of the bar, not taking his grandfather's words to heart at all.

"Who is this?" After Sun Sheng left, I asked my grandfather.

"Undercover!" Grandpa raised his head triumphantly.

"Where's the undercover agent?" I'll ask again.

"Our side branch of the Su family, this kid has two hits." Grandpa smiled.

"Let him lurk beside Ding Xiao? You're not afraid that he's going back to the water? I snorted.

"Don't be afraid, he was recommended by Xiao Liuzi." Grandpa wasn't worried at all.

It seems that there are a lot of things going on here, forget it, I don't want to worry about it, the problem now is that when they see the photos, they seem to know what it is and what is going to happen, but I don't know.

When I saw it, none of them had anything to tell me, so I could only shrug my shoulders and ask them, "Are you all full, I'll clean up with Diandian." ”

Grandpa stood up and walked towards the tea table with his hands behind his back: "Let's make a pot of tea in a while, I haven't played chess for a long time, how about Mr. Ming's game?" ”

"Okay!" The Skull also stood up and followed.

Such an obvious dodge, I'm not stupid, how can I not see it, but I really don't want to ask, when I should let me know, I will definitely tell me, I'm not a computer, don't pour everything into my head, now my brain capacity is not much, there are so many things, I haven't figured it out yet, since they don't want to say, I just don't ask.

After I was done in the kitchen, I went upstairs, took out the things I had taken out of my backpack and put them on the table, hugged my chest and looked at them for a while, and finally decided to look at the books first.

As soon as I picked up the book, there was a knock on the door and I was pushed open, and the statement was leaning against the door frame and looking at me, with a bottle of red wine and two goblets in his hand.

I smiled, and he walked in with a smile: "Let's have a drink." ”

"Good!" I laughed.

"Your reaction worries your grandfather, and she thinks you're angry." The statement handed me the poured wine.

"No, I still have some things I haven't figured out here, he doesn't say it, maybe it's not time to say it, anyway, I'm not in a hurry." I took the cup and shook it gently.

He poured himself a glass and took a sip: "If you want to know something, I will tell you." ”

"There's nothing to know, look here, I haven't dealt with anything from the coffin of the head of Zhengping Xiaodao, ......alas," I sighed.

"Girl, if you have anything to say, don't carry it yourself, you have me." The statement reached over and grabbed my hand, looking at me earnestly.

"I know, I've got you." I smiled and clapped his hand: "So, you don't have to worry about me now, I'm fine." ”

He nodded, put down the cup, picked up the folding fan on the table, and carefully opened it to look at it.

I also opened the book and looked at it, this book is recorded in the body of the Zhengping Taoist, sure enough, as Ding Mao said, this Xiaodao is the descendant of the Northern Song Dynasty royal family, but looking at this book, I have an uncomfortable feeling.

It's as if there is something hidden in each word, because each word seems to be either an extra stroke, or a less stroke, or multiple points, multiple verticals or something? It looks awkward.

I suddenly thought of a possibility, on the surface, this book is the life experience of Zhengping Xiaodao, but in fact, could it be a secret letter or something?

Thinking of this, I got up and took a basin of water from the bathroom, then went to my grandfather's study to get a brush, and sat at the table, but I didn't know how to start, how to know if there was something hidden behind this book.

The statement watched me go about and out, but when he finally saw me sitting there in a daze at the book, he laughed out loud.

He took the brush in my hand, picked it up and looked at it for a while, then lit a candle, roasted it on the fire, and then gently rubbed it on the back of the book with water.

After a while, I really saw the effect, the font on the book was changing, and the extra strokes also found the corresponding font, really as I expected, this is a secret letter.

When we finished the book, we understood what was written on it, and this is what I was looking for urgently.

How to lift the curse! (To be continued.) )