"Okay, Ah Meng, I told you all the secrets of the family. The next thing you have to do is to run Shuiyue Xuan well, don't worry about anything else, don't let the clues that your father exchanged for his life be in vain, you know? ”

Speaking of the last few words, Zhang Shaohong's voice was already very stern, and he was indeed worried that Zhang Meng would sneak away again and fall into the hands of the Ye family when the time came.

This time, Zhang Shaohong made up his mind not to hide from Zhang Meng anymore, and answered Zhang Meng's questions in detail, until Zhang Meng left, it was already eleven o'clock in the middle of the night. Zhao San and Zhang Meng walked together, and the two of them looked stunned, as if they hadn't come back to their senses.

Zhao San's place of residence is very close to Zhang Meng, which is also deliberately arranged by Zhang Shaohong in order to keep an eye on Jian Meng, otherwise this kid will definitely turn the world upside down.

"Third uncle, are you pinching me dreaming?"

Zhao San pinched Zhang Meng's little face angrily, and said helplessly: "Don't say it's your kid, it's the third master and me, I used to think that it was exciting enough at the time of the six doors, but I didn't expect that compared with Hongye and them, this fart is not, his damn is more magical than listening to "The Classic of Mountains and Seas". I said you kid give me a little more leisure, this time your uncle and they have been planning for a long time, if you mess up, the third uncle, I can't spare you first! ”

Zhao San knew Zhang Meng's character better than anyone else, and he immediately whipped his beard and warned with a glare.

"With the third uncle, I can't recover from the psychological trauma I suffered this time in less than a year and a half. Don't worry, from tomorrow onwards, I will stay in Shuiyuexuan honestly, and I won't go anywhere, if you have time, you can get a pair of chess, and I will accompany you to kill the sky and the sky! Zhang Meng assured.

"Forget it, it's okay with your skills, go to bed early!" Zhao San yawned, said hello to Zhang Meng and left.

After returning to the house, Zhang Meng washed up and felt physically and mentally exhausted, but he went to bed and rolled for half an hour, but he became energetic.

He turned up the quilt and showed a wry smile, it seems that the secret that the uncle said today had too much impact on him, and he who had never had insomnia actually lost sleep.

"Yes!"

Zhang Meng patted his head, he had been wondering in his heart that something had fallen, and now he finally remembered, didn't Lai Zi leave a letter for himself? At that time, I was in a hurry to go back to Hong Kong, and I haven't opened it yet.

Zhang Meng jumped up at once, and hurriedly rushed to the bathroom, as soon as he came back, he threw the clothes in the bucket and soaked them, and now he doesn't know what the letter has become.

After some twists and turns, he finally pulled the crumpled letter out of his wet clothes.

Zhang Meng saw that the letter was wrinkled badly, and hurriedly turned on the stove, and dried it around before he dared to open the envelope, he couldn't wait to open the letter, and was relieved to see that the handwriting inside was still clear.

"First of all, boy, I appreciate the trust you have placed in me. Because of your special status in the team, your companions have been wary of me, but you can call me Brother Laizi, and you saved my life when I was in the Mouse Cave, which is the real reason why I wrote this letter to you. ”

"Do you know why the Ye family knows everything about our actions? Because we have a spy in our ranks, and it is this spy who makes marks along the way and guides those people to follow. ”

"I can see that you have a good relationship with them, so I haven't reminded you before, but I have a hunch that you will set out again to find the mystery of your ghost vein, so I must tell you the truth. You're a good boy, I don't want anything to happen to you, keep an eye out for those guys, and you'll find that one of them has shown flaws......"

"On a final note, I know that the text on the stele has been memorized for you, and if you want to decipher the content of it, you can go to a person who I met in the mainland a few years ago and now lives in Hong Kong. A word of advice to you: if you want to pursue the truth, you must have your own cronies, this person is a good choice for you, his address is in the shop at No. 2 Kowloon Street, this person is a little peculiar, you will understand when you see him! ”

"Laizi, leave a book."

After Zhang Meng read this letter, he only felt that his heart was turned upside down.

In all fairness, when he first saw Laizi's letter, he felt that this person had a plan, but when he thought about the bits and pieces in the tomb, he was horrified to find that everything Laizi said was true.

There are so many forks in the tomb road, if it weren't for the people in the team to leave a mark, even if that Wu Yong is an immortal, it wouldn't be the same road, right?

So who is the spy in Laizi's mouth......

Sick ghosts? After the little matchmaker died, he was already getting depressed, except for occasionally showing a smile when talking to himself, the rest of the time he had a zombie face. Zhang Meng knows that the heart of the sick ghost has long died, will this person harm himself?

Zhao San? Thinking of the gangster, who was arguing with himself all day long, and was almost an old naughty boy, Zhang Meng immediately gave up.

Chen Cripple? Uncle Cripple's tomb robbing skills are all over the world, and even the uncle often says that he is inferior to him in many aspects, how can such a person betray his old brother?

The more Zhang Meng thought about it, the more headache he felt, in fact, it wasn't that he couldn't be sure of that person, but it was too cruel for him. Because everyone has a deep relationship with him, this feeling of betrayal to relatives is extremely uncomfortable, so Zhang Meng would rather rely on his son to sow discord than believe that this is the truth.

Zhang Meng tossed and turned in bed, and he didn't know what time he fell asleep, and when he woke up the next day, it was already three poles in the sun.

Zhang Meng looked at his watch and it was already more than two o'clock in the afternoon, he used to wake up before eight o'clock, but this time he was so outrageous in bed.

This inverted bucket is really the root of all evil, and after the inverted bucket, even the fucking jet lag is reversed.

Zhang Meng quickly got up and cleaned up, and then he was ready to find a small restaurant to eat at random, after all, how bad it was to let the cooking master cook for him in the afternoon, he secretly said in his heart that Shui Yuexuan had lacked a shopkeeper these days, and he didn't know what the mess had become......