Just in time for the rush hour of the noon traffic jam, she stopped and walked all the way, and was finally carried to a community by her.

Looking at the tall buildings, I asked her, "Where is this?" You're not going to bring me to your house, are you? ”

"Humph! Do you want to be beautiful and take you home? My dad has to agree, too! This is my own apartment. You're going to live here first! ”

Follow her all the way to the fourth floor, open the security door, and you will be greeted by a cozy cabin. It seems that she often comes to live, and the flowers on the windowsill are blooming.

There is also a change of clothes hanging on the balcony, I really can't see that this "daughter" still has an independent side.

I walked around the house in my slippers and looked, huh! It's quite homely.

"Do you live here alone?"

"Hmmm! Since the beginning of my work, I have moved out. Save the old man from nagging in my ear every day. ”

I picked up her mobile phone on the table, dialed the phone in Dorjee's hand and asked him, "When will Mr. Wang arrive?" ”

"When we call in the morning, they say they'll be there tomorrow afternoon."

"Alright, let them trade at your lodgings tomorrow afternoon."

Hanging up the phone, I rarely have time to rest, I lay on the sofa watching TV and eating fruit, looking at Guan Linlin who was pounding in the kitchen, what a warm picture.

After lunch, we sat on the couch and chatted on TV.

During the exchange, I learned that this Nizi and her mother had her own company, and this apartment was bought by her mother. His father was the director of the Municipal Public Security Bureau, and his grandfather was the head of a bank branch.

No wonder she was used to being like this

Of course, she also asked me about my family situation, and I didn't hide it at all, and told her everything, including that I was an orphan and that I was in a mess now.

I have a headache thinking about the current situation, where do I go from here? The bank's funds must have been frozen, and now it seems that the "underground goods" brought out of the tomb are worth some money, but we don't understand this after all.

When it comes to the appreciation of antiques, I think we can only rely on Mr. Wang to help us.

While Guan Linlin was dozing off on the sofa, I quietly slipped into the bedroom. Gently lock the door and flip open the treasure I brought back from underneath.

I carefully pulled them out one by one and put them on the bed. Flipping through it, a black cowhide book was also turned out by me. Isn't this a relic of those predecessors?

Check it out! Maybe there is an unexpected catch?

So I flipped through the pages one by one.

"On March 26, 1982, after several days of observation, Lao Jiu and his wife had calculated the location of the main burial chamber.

Say goodbye to the Miao girl today. Let's go up the hill along the path, and when this ticket is finished, not only can I make a lot of money, but I can also secretly marry this little Miao girl. It's just a little bit embarrassing for the three children!

On March 27, 1982, the ghost screams of last night finally slowly dissipated, and I don't know if the things in there are good to deal with! Man dies for money, and birds die for food.

Over the years, what penny has not been exchanged for life? When I had saved enough money for my three sons to marry their daughters-in-law, I washed my hands and never went to the ground again for the rest of my life. ”

It's a pity that this is a new notebook, just keep such a few diaries, and the first few are some painless life diaries.

But these two articles can figure out something.

I slowly pondered the notebook of the three sons of the Miao girl, and suddenly a flash of inspiration.

Don't? Yes, that's right! This person should be Shouyi's father, Mr. Wang's grandfather, and Grandma's lover.

The ancestors of the Wang family all had the habit of taking notes, and didn't keeping loyalty learn to rob tombs with the help of notebooks handed down?

In addition, the three sons mentioned in this note, the Miao girl, push the time again, you can't make a mistake, it's him. I didn't expect that the thief hole that saved me and Shouyi was actually dug by him, but it's a pity! His bones should have been brought out for burial.

I'll give this book to Mr. Wang tomorrow, and I don't know what they'll think.

After lunch the next day, Guan Linlin drove me to the hotel where Dorjee and Senior Sister Gege were staying, and a female police officer took me with me, so I didn't have to worry about being arrested. So I swaggered all the way to the hotel.

As soon as I sat down in the hotel room, before my butt was warm, there was a knock on the door outside. It is estimated that Mr. Wang is here.

Dorjee got up to open the door, only to see Mr. Wang and a burly man in his early thirties walking in. Look at the man's body and the "dead man's breath" on his body (people who do underground work will be contaminated with the dead man's breath because of their long-term visits to the mausoleum and dealing with the dead, and this kind of breath is known to connoisseurs as soon as they smell it.) ）

It is not difficult to deduce that he should be the only survivor, Wang Shouyi.

After taking their seats one by one, I asked Senior Sister Gege to take out a small piece of gold pill that had been cut a long time ago.

Seeing that we took out the things, Mr. Wang also nodded to his third uncle. Shouyi took out an old wooden box from his bag.

Seeing that Senior Sister Gege took out a small piece, Mr. Wang asked me, "Why is this the only one?" ”

"Our people have also been poisoned by the corpse of the Blood Rakshasa , and the golden pill has been partially used by us. Don't worry, even though this is enough, it is enough to cure your father's poison. ”

I still secretly kept a part of the golden pill, although this thing is not as precious as the yin and yang bitter fruit, but it is also something that can be met but not sought, put it by my side, maybe I will use it again in the future.

Seeing that Mr. Wang stopped talking. I suddenly thought of that notebook.

I reached into my arms and took out my notebook and slowly handed it to Wang Shouyi.

I saw his pupils slowly dilated: "Where did you get this notebook?" ”

"If you open it and take a look, you'll know!"

Shouyi flipped through the pages one by one, and the more he looked, the more anxious he became, and after a while, dense beads of sweat covered his broad forehead.

Look, she looked up at me.

I met his gaze and said, "That's right, the pile of white bones in the tomb has your father's body, and the grandmother who saved you in Miao Village was your father's lover back then." ”

After completing the transaction, the peanut-sized mung bean finally arrived in my hand.

Mr. Wang and his third uncle insisted on inviting me to dinner out of gratitude, but they couldn't give in, so a group of us went downstairs and entered the private room.