However, if you bring people in, you will let people pick things, and naturally there is no possibility of not letting them take them.

"Take it. Nodding, Emperor Jing looked at Su Han and added, "Is there anything else you want?"

Su Han thought for a while, and with a wave of his hand, he took away ninety percent of the top-grade spirit stones in the treasure house.

This Kyushu doesn't have a cloud face brushing function, and when you're out and about, the face brushing Dafa shouldn't work, so it's better to bring some snacks on your body.

"My nephew doesn't know how long it will take to come back, so I'll take these snacks with me as pocket money. ”

Emperor Jing: "....."

Looking at the ninety percent of the top-grade spirit stones missing in that instant, Emperor Jing felt that his heart was dripping blood.

Your little pocket money.... But it's the sum of the income of the entire Jingguo for three hundred years!

However, thinking that his own brother is such a son, and he is such a nephew.

Emperor Jing still nodded, gritted his teeth and asked, "Is there anything else you need?"

With a wave of Su Han's hand, the high-quality elixir in the treasure house was reduced by ninety percent.

With a wave of his hand, the ore and strange things are also ninety percent less.

After receiving it, looking at the corners of his imperial uncle's mouth that kept twitching, Su Han blinked, "Uncle Huang, you.... Do you have a toothache?"

Emperor Jing: "......"

I don't have a toothache, I have a liver ache!

"Ahem, Han'er.... That's pretty much, isn't it?"

Seeing that Su Han had emptied half of his treasure house, Emperor Jing couldn't be generous anymore.

Seeing that his imperial uncle's heart, liver and kidneys were shrinking in pain, Su Han nodded, and did not continue to stimulate his imperial uncle.

Emperor Jing secretly breathed a sigh of relief and walked out with Su Han.

Walking, walking, Su Han's footsteps suddenly stopped.

"Wait a minute. ”

Emperor Jing's body shook and he almost fell to the ground.

"Also.... What more?"

"Ahem. ”

Su Han glanced at his imperial uncle, "That.... In the royal family, what relics of the ancestors are left?"

"Relic?"

Emperor Jing was stunned, "The entire royal family is a relic of the ancestors." ”

Su Han: "......"

Shaking his head, Su Han thought for a while, "It's something left by some ancestors that doesn't see any value."

Like what.... Coffins, notes, and so on. ”

"There is no coffin," Emperor Jing shook his head, "There is a notebook." ”

"Really?"

Su Han's eyes lit up, "Where are the notes?"

Emperor Jing led Su Han to a bookshelf, looked up and looked for a moment on the bookshelf, his eyes showing a little puzzlement.

"Huh? I remember it was placed here, why is it missing. ”

Su Han: "...... Uncle Huang, what does that note look like?"

"Big red skin, the cover doesn't have half a handwriting, about the thickness of two fingers....."

Before Emperor Jing finished speaking, he saw Su Han pointing to a desk on the edge of the bookshelf.... underneath the table legs.

"Uncle Huang, look at the one under the table leg.... Isn't it?"

Emperor Jing: "....."

Looking in the direction of Su Han's finger, Emperor Jing couldn't help but show a burst of anger on his face.

"Who took the notes left by the ancestor to pad the table legs!"

Su Han: "..... Can many people enter this treasure trove?"

Emperor Jing shook his head, "Only I have the key....."

Halfway through speaking, Emperor Jing paused, "It's the old eleven! It's a good thing he did!"

He remembered that there was a time more than ten years ago when King Jing took the princess and Su Han back to the imperial city.

After throwing Su Han to him, the two of them lived in this palace treasure house, saying that they wanted to check something.

Later, when I came in to see them, I found two people sitting around a table flipping through a book.

sat on the side and watched for a while, and found that the two of them were devoted, so he didn't bother the two.

When he left, he saw that the table seemed to be too old and that the corner of the table was broken, so he took out a book and put it under the leg of the table.

I didn't pay much attention to it at the time, but I didn't expect that the book turned out to be the notes left by the ancestors.

Ahem..... It's all Lao Eleven's fault! That's right, it's his pot!

When Emperor Jing recalled the events of the year, Su Han bent down and pulled out the book with the red cover, looked at his imperial uncle and shook the notes in his hand, "Can my nephew take this note?"

The corners of Emperor Jing's mouth twitched.

You've emptied more than half of my treasury, and you're still missing this notebook?

"Take it, take anything else you like. ”

Su Han's eyes lit up, "Really?"

Emperor Jing: "..... Fake. ”

Out of the treasure house, Su Han said goodbye to Emperor Jing and returned to his residence.

Closing the door and sitting at the table, Su Han cautiously opened the first page of his notes.

There was no vision, Su Han was slightly disappointed in his heart, but he still endured to read it from the first line of text.

More than half an hour later, turning to the last page of the note, Su Han couldn't help but complain in his heart about how boring the old ancestor was.

In this notebook, there are seven different biographies.

These seven people are from different sects such as the Sumeru Sect, the Taishang Dao, the Heavenly Demon Sect, and the Dao Yuan Sect.

Su Han couldn't understand why the old ancestor wanted to write these useless daily stories.

Could it be that it can't be.... Just because these seven people are surnamed Su?

Wait.... Wait?

Surname Sue!

Could it be that this is the identity that the ancestors disguised in those years of Infernal Affairs.... What have you ever experienced?

It's just that they were split into seven different characters by the ancestor, and they have no connection with each other, and the traces of the ancestor's own existence are completely hidden.

It's as if these seven people are really seven disciples living in their own sects.

If that's the case.....

Thinking of this, the corners of Su Han's mouth couldn't help but reveal a meaningful smile.

After reading the last page, Su Han closed the red note in his hand.

At the moment when Su Han turned the last page.

"Boom~"

There was a roar in the brain, and the sea of consciousness was ..... A golden shadow is revealed.

"Good grandson..... It's my ancestor again, I'm not surprised, I'm not surprised?"

Turning his head, the old ancestor winked at Su Han mischievously, "I know that you cheated to death, and you still want to deceive the old ancestor?"

To tell you the truth, the old ancestor didn't even shed a tear when he heard the news that you were stabbed to death. ”

Quietly rubbed his somewhat reddened eyes, the iron bones on the face of the old ancestor.

Su Han: "....."

Can you explain what you did when you saw me..... What is the red eye?

"Ahem, aren't you all cold, ancestor, how can you still hear the news that your grandson was assassinated?"

Old Ancestor: "..... Ahem, that's not the point, the ancestor is more curious about what is the purpose of your death?

Is there already a plan?"

Su Han thought for a while, looked at his old ancestor and asked rhetorically, "Old ancestor, these seven stories you wrote are your personal experience in the years when you were an undercover agent, right?"

The old ancestor nodded, "yes, what's wrong?"

Su Han shook the notes in his hand, looked at the old ancestor and asked, "What do you think of the old ancestor.....

A loyal ancestor, who accepted the assignment of the sect to enter the sect, did not hesitate to sacrifice himself in order to complete the task of the sect, even if he still thought about the sect at the moment before the sacrifice, and left a group training for future generations to complete the task.

Thousands of years later, the story of how many generations of ancestors and grandchildren in later generations finally completed the task assigned by the ancestors and returned to the sect with the glory of the ancestors....

Does it fit your personality?"

Ancestor: "......"

Wonderful!

This grandson thief! I am more shameless than my ancestors!