The little brother raised his eyes and glanced at Mengli, got up and walked with her towards the study designed on the first floor.

As soon as she walked into the study, the first thing that caught her eye was the bookshelf, on which there were all kinds of books neatly placed, some of which Mengli had read, and the other part of which she hadn't had time to read because of time.

Mengli put the wooden box on a bookshelf with some antiquities: "Little brother, I'll put the ghost seal here." As she spoke, she stepped on the tiles under her feet, and the bookshelf spun around, revealing the other side of the various books.

Mengli came to another bookshelf, pulled out a folder from it, and handed it to the little brother: "Look at it, it's about ......" She paused, and then continued, "Your memory." ”

Instead of hiding it from him, it is better to help him recover his memories, even if those memories are not good, but it is much better than watching him get injured repeatedly for these memories.

Do you want immortality?

A lot of times it's not about what you want, and most of the time we can't choose. It seems to be deciding whether you want to or not, but in fact, the path has already been set for you.

This is a chess game set up because of immortality, the Zhang family is no longer able to guard the secret alone, and the purpose of finding Lao Jiumen is to borrow the power of Lao Jiumen to continue to guard, of course, as the guardian of the secret, Lao Jiumen will have the right to know this secret.

Autumn 1963.

The seemingly peaceful Changsha City is still prosperous, ordinary people are as usual, the old people laugh and talk about trivial matters, and children play frolicking; The forces in the secret were surging and uneasy, and the nine forces of the Admiral of Changsha began to mobilize people to gather in the eastern suburbs of Changsha.

One of the largest tomb robberies in history has slowly begun.

Zhang Qiling, the leader of the lama this time.

The Zhang family and the Wang family have pinched each other for hundreds of years, for what?

Phoenix.

Yes, this bureau revolves around a secret, and this secret is nothing more than immortality.

Is there really immortality?

Maybe there is, or maybe not.

Because of immortality, every day someone is dying and bleeding is shedding every day.

So another plan quietly combined with the previous plan and slowly took shape.

Three years. For three years, people were used to seeing blood. The last big change, a lot of people died, and they had to stop.

The largest joint tomb robbery in history ended in failure, Jiumen suffered heavy losses and was no longer successful, Zhang Qiling lost his memory again in this accident, and was taken back by Zhang Qishan to be trapped in the Golmud Sanatorium.

The families reluctantly withdrew to various places, Huo Xiangu reconciled nine and returned to Beijing, Wu Laogou returned to Hangzhou with the rest of the dogs, Chen Pi Asi went to Guangxi, and Zhang Qishan took Zhang Qiling to Golmud.

When Huo Xiangu left, she said: "He is a god, you can't imprison a god, you are ashamed of a god." ”

Does it mean that this bureau was set up very early, and if this generation dies, then let the second generation take over?

Probably, otherwise how could Wu Xie enter the game as an interpreter.

"These are from my grandfather," Mengli looked at the expressionless little brother, thought for a while, and said cautiously, "As for the rest of the matter, grandpa doesn't know, and I haven't investigated it clearly." ”

In fact, she was afraid that he wouldn't be able to accept it, but this should be her self-thought, the little brother is as powerful as a god and Buddha! She thought so.

After a long silence, the little brother handed the folder to Mengli, and his voice was low: "Put these away." ”

"Oh." Mengli put it back and looked at the little brother sitting in the swivel chair, with a confident expression, "Don't worry, this study is full of mechanisms, unless it is a great god like you, he has the order to take things away from here." ”

The little brother was noncommittal.

Mengli looked at the time and whispered, "Well, it's almost lunch time." I'm going to cook! She looked at the little brother with a smile and walked out of the study.

The moment she closed the door, the corners of her curved mouth were instantly lowered, she looked at the door, her mind was complicated, I'm sorry, little brother, I really don't want you to bear so much.

A-Ning helped Mengli make lunch, and the five of them had a full meal and rested for a while, and then began to discuss things again.

"Let's take a look at it first." The fat man opened his mouth and said, "Why did we come to find this Mrs. Huo?" Of course, the naïve comrade found the clue! But—"

The fat man didn't continue, Wu Xie glanced at him, and then said, "But Mrs. Huo is unwilling to tell us the truth, this is a problem. ”

A Ning said: "Didn't that Huo Xiuxiu say that she knew something about the little brother? You say, will she help us? ”

"Xiuxiu doesn't help, it's mainly because of Grandma Huo, and there are some things that she was instructed by Grandma Huo." Mengli explained, "But Xiuxiu sent a message saying that she would come in the afternoon. In the meantime, let's rest. ”

She glanced at the little brother who was sitting on the sofa with his arms around his chest and his eyes closed, and then got up and stretched, "I'll go back to the room to make up for sleep first, this day, I'm tired to death!" ”

Wu Xie, A Ning and the fat man looked at each other, got up and went back to the room to rest, since there was nothing to discuss, it was better to go to sleep.

There was only one brother left in the living room, he slowly opened his eyes, looked at the stairs on the second floor for a long time, and closed his eyes again.

Mengli took the blanket and went downstairs lightly, looked at the little brother who was sitting on the sofa and still maintained that posture, sighed silently, and fell asleep on the sofa again.

She carefully put the blanket on the little brother, and went back to the room lightly, not seeing the corners of the little brother's mouth slowly hooked.