After dinner, everyone was sitting in the courtyard smoking cigarettes and chatting.

I saw the fat man babble and send the farmer out, and when the farmer was far away, he called us all into the room.

"What's wrong? Tell me what the fat man has to do! Dad was also full of doubts when he saw him like this, what is this fat man going to do?

"Uncle, after eating today, I thought about this period of time and found something strange. That buddy is not one of ours, and it is not easy to say something to him in front of him, don't worry about one person! The fat man took out a cigarette and threw it over, took out a lighter from his bag, and lit one beautifully.

Six Fingers nodded and smiled: "It's okay, I understand this!" ”

"What did you find?" I'm also very curious, things are really strange during this time, and there are some vaguely unpredictable places.

The fat man slowly said to us with unconcealed doubts in his eyes: "This place was built by the Qin Dynasty, and the things in it are all things of the Qin Dynasty, but have you ever thought that Qin Shi Huang died not long after he got the Book of Immortality." Who arranged for this place to be built? ”

"Master Xu Fuzu!" Dad smiled: "Do you still need to ask?" ”

Hearing what Dad said, the fat man shook his head with a smile: "If this place is small, Xu Fu's predecessors may have a chance to build it, but this scale is really amazing." Although there are a lot of spells and the like that you are talking about, the square and the ancient tower are actually built! ”

We were stunned when we heard it, could it be someone else?

"It may be the help of Qin II Hu Hai." Lao Song didn't speak when we were discussing, and when the fat man said this, he suddenly said this.

Qin II Hu Hai? That loser?

The third son looked at Lao Song suspiciously: "Brother Song, how do you know?" ”

"I guess!" Lao Song smiled: "I just suddenly felt that it was him!" ”

Seeing that we were all staring at him, the grandson smiled obscenely and said, "This is easy to guess, think about it, Hu Hai's ability was not outstanding at the beginning." But it was Hu Hai who became the emperor in the end, don't you think it's strange? ”

"We can think of it this way, if Master Xu Fuzu reached some kind of agreement with Hu Hai to help him become the Ninth Five-Year Venerable, Hu Hai would help them build the secret realm. This possibility is not impossible, you must know that Qin Shi Huang basically didn't live for a few days when he got this immortal book. ”

"How do you know they made a deal?" The fat man raised his eyebrows and asked curiously.

"Guess." Lao Song smiled slightly, hiding his merit and fame.

How is Old Song weird? How could he have come up with so many things? Is this still the original obscene and coquettish old Song?

"Don't look at me, this is my intuition, but my nickname is also the little prince of history! It's no surprise that this is something to come up with! Lao Song was stunned and didn't react after hearing his words, and smiled disdainfully at us: "You can't think of it, right?" ”

This grandson is a real grandson! Uncle him, how do we come up with it?!

The third son smiled at Lao Song and said, "Brother Song, you are so amazing!" ”

"Old Song, what's the matter with the military soul?" The fat man thought about it for a long time with a bitter face, and probably didn't come up with a reason: "The military soul said in his mouth, the emperor, protect the immortal pagoda for the emperor, and the emperor asks for immortality!" ”

Lao Song lit a cigarette and took a light puff, stood up and walked to the window and said slowly: "I guess they were tricked in, those things were there before Qin Shi Huang died." Before the death of Qin Shi Huang, some warlocks used special methods to make military spirits, telling them to protect the pagoda for the emperor. Hehe, these military souls are also stupid enough, the emperor is dead, and he is a fart for immortality. ”

"How do you know?" It's even more strange when we hear him say this, is he enlightened today or is the ancestor possessed? There's so much to know!

"I guess." Old Song smiled lewdly.

Just when we were all still thinking about Lao Song's words, we suddenly heard him ask the third son: "Third son, how did your master know about the immortal ghost book?" ”

"How did this ancient map come about? The name of the Immortal Ghost Book is different from what Master Zu said, how did your master know these things? ”

The third son was stunned and smiled: "I don't know, that's what my master told my dad at the time." ”

"Come on, the third son doesn't know, don't ask." Dad stood up and patted Lao Song on the shoulder and laughed: "You little rabbit cub knows a lot of things, yes, it's much better than before!" ”

I looked at Lao Song and his third son, and I always felt that something was wrong. I always feel that Lao Song is a little strange, and so is the third son, is it because I think too much?

"Okay, okay, don't talk about it, go back to sleep, and you can go home tomorrow." Dad raised his hand and greeted us: "Hurry up and go to sleep, the friend of Six Fingers has already contacted someone, and he can pick us up here tomorrow morning!" ”

Everyone nodded, yawned, and walked back to their rooms.

I tossed and turned in bed and didn't fall asleep for a long time, so I didn't sleep!

I got up and sat on the bed, lit a cigarette and was in a daze, my mind was about to become a mess.

"What's wrong? I didn't even fall asleep because of the tossing and turning. Lao Song looked at me with a resentful face, and kept complaining: "I finally came out, and I was finally able to sleep peacefully in bed, but your grandson started to do Tai Chi in bed." ”

I glanced at him with slanted eyes, and calmly gave him a middle finger: "Play on the side, don't want to fall asleep if you can't sleep." ”

"You are so ruthless" Lao Song was helpless at this time, so he could only get up with me and sit on the bed and chat without a word.

I took a deep puff of cigarette with my eyes closed, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in my throat, could it be that I have chronic pharyngitis?

"Old Song, what's the matter with your words today? Don't say you're guessing, this kid doesn't believe it! I asked him in a low voice.

"What a guess, why are you lying to you!" Lao Song gave me a strange look: "What are you thinking!" ”

"I miss your uncle." I looked at him helplessly, forget it, there will always be a time to know anyway.

If you don't say it, don't say it, he's been a brother for so many years, and he will naturally say it when he wants to.

"My uncle, you want to too! You're a grandson with such a strong taste! Old Song exclaimed in surprise.

"Get out!"

After chatting for a while, tiredness slowly set in, I rubbed my eyes and lay down and fell asleep in a daze.

The next morning, we struggled to get up to the sound of our father's roar.

"Dad, can you change your hobby" I wanted to cry without tears and looked at the six o'clock on the watch, and my heart was depressed.

"Well, this can't be changed" Dad scratched his head and sneered at us: "As the saying goes, it's good to go to bed early and get up early!" ”

We sat in the yard and smoked, and after about half an hour, two SUVs stopped at the door of our yard.