Meng Que's heart jumped, knowing that Wang Zhiqing was about to get to the point, so he hurriedly said obligedly: "Grandpa has something to do, but please instruct, as long as you can do it later, you will not refuse." ”

"Okay." Wang Zhiqing twisted his beard and slowly pulled out a small red brocade box from the sleeve of his clothes.

Meng Que saw his pupils shrink sharply, and the speed of his heartbeat couldn't help but increase. The last treasure map, as long as you get this last one, and then combine it with the three in your grandfather's hand, you can solve the mystery of the millennium.

"No one can stop the charm of the ancient relics, Wang Zhiqing, the old man, must also be carrying a dead horse as a live horse doctor, just taking this risk for the 1 in 1,000 chance, right?"

The ancient relics have not been opened for thousands of years, and the four fragments have never been united. There is a secret of the origin of the four major families in the collection, the secret of the treasure, has always been just a legend, although it is very desirable, but want to collect four fragments, how difficult is it?

To this day, Wang Zhiqing will have such a choice, which can be regarded as a kind of helplessness and a kind of lottery. It's good to be able to win the lottery, but if you can't win the lottery, you can also be comforted a little. After all, it can be regarded as a step closer to the legendary thing, he is now seventy-three, if he does not make any moves in this life, then he is destined to have no chance with the relics in this life.

The red brocade box was placed on the table, Wang Zhiqing did not rush to open it, but said slowly: "Luo boy, what is the difference between our Wang family, has Xue Yi mentioned it to you?" ”

"Yes." Meng Que replied decisively.

"How did you feel when you first heard about it?"

"It feels incredible, it's like science fiction has become reality, or science fiction is reality, which is very subversive of my previous perception."

"You're not afraid?" Wang Zhiqing said curiously.

"Why be afraid? To be able to see these things that only exist in science fiction in my lifetime, not only is it not a fear, but there are no regrets in this life! ”

"I have no regrets in this life, but my young courage is extraordinary, although the tradition of the Wang family is not to recruit foreign sons-in-law. But this time, old man, I made an exception to approve you to be with Xue Yi, and from now on you will be the old man's grandson-in-law. ”

"Thank you Grandpa for success!" Meng Que sincerely thanks.

Wang Xueyi is also very happy, she has rarely been with her grandfather, but in her impression, her grandfather is a very serious person. His seriousness is even higher than that of his father Wang Zhaoguo, but when he saw his grandfather this time, not only did he not act as serious as before, but he was still a little kind.

And his attitude towards Meng Que is even better than that of ordinary clansmen. Could it be that he really likes this grandson-in-law very much?

Wang Xueyi can't guess the reason, and she doesn't want to guess the reason, it's a good thing that grandpa can like Meng Que. It is even better to be able to personally allow himself to be with Meng Que. A series of good things are superimposed, and Wang Da Beauty is now a little happy and fluttering.

Only Xiaoxiao was lying on the chair next to her and listening to the white-bearded old man chatting with her father Meng Que, she felt very bored. Lying on his stomach, I don't know when I fell asleep.

On the main seat, Wang Zhiqing finally picked up the red brocade box, carefully pushed the lid vertically, and a linen-like scarf was lying in the close.

Seeing the scarf, Meng Que frowned slightly, and couldn't help but be a little disappointed.

"Why isn't it a treasure map fragment?"

The real treasure map fragment, Meng Que has seen it, it is a pure sheepskin texture, the color is ancient, and it will never be a scarf with the appearance of linen.

He asked, "I wonder what Grandpa wants me to help with?" ”

Wang Zhiqing took out the scarf and said, "Can you restore any picture, can the map be restored?" ”

"This ...... I've never tried it before, but I can try it too. Meng Que naturally refused to let go of any opportunity.

Wang Zhiqing put the towel on the table and opened it slowly, as the towel unfolded, the inner and middle lines were distinct, the mountains, rivers, water stones, trees, roads and ridges, twists and turns, meandering, it was a genuine map.

After a little look, Meng Que was surprised to find that this map was extremely similar to the painting style of the three maps in his grandfather's hand, and he thought that nine times out of ten it should be the last treasure map, but it was not the original, but a copy.

I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, whether it was the original or the copy, as long as I could get my hands on it, it would be good.

Stabilize his mind at the moment, remain silent, and say, "Grandpa, what kind of picture is this?" ”

Wang Zhiqing said lightly: "You don't care what kind of picture this is, you just try your best to restore the other parts of it, you can take a look first, is it difficult?" ”

Meng Que frowned and looked at it for a while, ostensibly judging, but actually memorizing. He pondered that if he stole or snatched the map from the hands of Wang Zhiqing, the old thief, it would be impossible. The only way is to write down the diagram, anyway, Meng Que's memory is good enough. Even the "Yangtze River Ten Thousand Miles" and hundreds of paintings of the mother-in-law can be remembered, and this small picture is naturally not a problem.

After reading it for a while, he sighed and said: "The difficulty is naturally there, the map is not as good as the ink painting, as long as the ink painting finds the artistic conception, then no matter who paints it, the painted works will be almost the same." The map is different, not only is it difficult, but it is also very difficult. ”

Hearing Meng Que say that it was very difficult, Wang Zhiqing not only did not show anger, but was a little happy. An old and sophisticated person like him naturally understands that if Meng Que doesn't say that it is difficult at all, and draws with a stroke of a pen, then it means that this grandson-in-law is just a straw bag, and it is impossible to draw the whole picture.

Now it is very difficult for Meng Que to shout, which is more in line with reality. Only by forging ahead in the face of difficulties can we have the possibility of finding hope.

"You try it first, it doesn't matter if you succeed or not, it's about participating." Wang Zhiqing was actually looking forward to it in his heart, and immediately personally helped Meng Que unfold the drawing paper and stretched out his hand to invite the authentic.

Meng Que sank his head a little, took the brush and dipped it in ink, and first copied it according to the original residual drawing. Then he exhaled a long breath, and walked again, continuing to fill in the mountains and connect the rivers and valleys, and half of the remnants of the picture had begun to take shape in less than two minutes under his pen.

Wang Xueyi and Wang Qingyuan were fascinated and didn't say a word. It was the first time they had seen the remnants of the ancient relics, so they naturally didn't know whether what Meng Que had drawn was right or wrong.

And Wang Zhiqing had the privilege of seeing the rough outline of the other half of the treasure map in Murong Jue's hands, and it had been more than ten years since this happened. Although it was a glimmer of the eye, he still remembers it vividly.

I think that Murong Jue betrayed Murong Water Village, stole his own treasure map, and then went to the territory of the Wang clan in the north. After some intrigue and intrigues, taking advantage of the new patriarch of the Wang family to succeed to the throne at that time, he actually stole the treasure map that had been passed down from generation to generation of the Wang family.

When Murong Jue arrived in the north, he said that the fragments of the Murong clan were exchanged for the fragments of the Wang family. At that time, the person who came forward to trade with Murong Jue was Wang Zhiqing, so he was fortunate to see the fragment in Murong Jue's hand.

At that time, the Wang family was happy to exchange, but Murong Jue was scheming and blindly delaying time, and in the end, not only did he not change, but he also stole the remnants of the Wang family that had been passed down from generation to generation.

Fortunately, there is a copy of the Wang family that survives, otherwise it would really be a loss.

Looking at the map restored by Meng Que, Wang Zhiqing's expression became more and more serious. At first, he was five steps away from Meng Que, and looking at it, he approached step by step until he stood next to Meng Que's shoulder.

On the white rice paper, the river flows eastward and the mountains are majestic, although you can't tell what the place is at a glance. But the style of painting, the general mountain range, and the direction of the terrain are very similar to the half of the remnant picture under Wang Zhiqing's glimpse more than ten years ago.

Seeing the excitement, Wang Zhiqing's voice trembled, and said, "Luo boy, continue to draw, you may have many ideas from this half of the fragments." It's okay, you draw one and then one until you have all the ideas in mind. ”

Feeling the excitement in the old man's voice Wang Zhiqing, Meng Que secretly sneered: "Fortunately, I painted half-truths and half-fakes, this old man has really seen other remnants." ”

In the restored map, the general direction of the mountain range is true, and what Meng Que has changed is only some small details. For example, if the real map shows a road, then it is changed to a river, and if the river is east, it is changed to a slightly southward angle of 45 degrees.

In this way, at first glance, it is indeed very similar, but when you study it carefully, it is a thousand miles away.

Meng Que drew three-fifths of the whole painting, and suddenly stopped writing.

Wang Zhiqing was anxious and said, "Why did you stop writing?" ”

Meng Que deliberately adjusted his appetite, pretended to be embarrassed, and said, "I feel that something is wrong, I need to slow down." ”

"Okay, you slow, don't rush, slow down and draw later." Wang Zhiqing patted him on the shoulder, and he was not in a hurry.

Wang Qingyuan looked curious, judging from Wang Zhiqing's excitement, she vaguely guessed something, and suddenly asked, "Father, is Rocky's painting satisfactory?" ”

Wang Zhiqing was silent, took a few steps back, bowed his head slightly, and although he didn't answer, the look on his face revealed the answer!

Wang Qingyuan was overjoyed and said softly: "This is the Heavenly Aid Zhaoguo, if this picture can really be restored, the position of the next patriarch will be none other than Zhaoguo." ”

Wang Zhiqing's old face moved, looking at Meng Que's back, the color in his eyes didn't know whether he was relieved or suspicious, after a long time, his eyelids twitched, and he walked out of the hall alone.

In the side courtyard and under the pear tree, Wang Zhiqing didn't know when there was an extra man in black. He half-knelt in front of Wang Zhiqing, silent.

Wang Zhiqing put his hands behind his back, glanced at the man in black, and said, "You immediately go and help the old man find out one thing." ”

"Elder, please command!" The man in black clenched his fists and said respectfully.

Wang Zhiqing's eyes narrowed into a line, and he said leisurely: "The old man wants you to verify the identity of the old man's new grandson-in-law, but it depends on whether he is a Singaporean." ”

"Yes, my subordinates have orders!" As soon as the man in black responded, he took three steps back, and then he disappeared between the eaves and tiles!