Ziyu spread his hands: "It's already turned to ashes." ”

"Ashes?" The old patriarch frowned and looked at Ziyu, as if he wanted to see a clue or two from Ziyu's expression.

Ziyu is a ghost, at this time, he looked at the old patriarch with questioning eyes, and lied very calmly: "When my father collected those antique calligraphy and paintings, he collected them together, and my father threw them in the warehouse when he was a fine brush, and I saw it when I had nothing to do, and then my house caught fire once, and it burned down, old ancestor, why are you so anxious about this album?" Isn't it just an album? ”

Why are you in a hurry to be murderous, can't this Afang Palace be seen by outsiders? But eight out of ten people in the world know about this Afang Palace.

Ziyu looked at the old patriarch.

The old patriarch listened to what Ziyu said reasonably, and the murderous aura in his eyebrows and eyes was drowned out at the moment, and he waved his hand at Ziyu: "It's nothing, it's just that when the Holy Mother took the holy relic, some people knew, I'm afraid that the descendants of those people have always been thieves and immortals, since they are collected from calligraphy and paintings, then it's fine." ”

What does it mean that the thief's heart is not dead?

Ziyu's pupils suddenly shrank.

Does that mean that there are still people looking for their people? Or to know the so-called secrets of their Qin family.

Ah, that's right, Bai Changtian, the Bai Changtian who came here with her, he knew the secrets of her body, so can it be considered that he also knows the secrets of the Qin clan, or that there is a group of people who know.

, there are wolves in front and tigers in the back, this Qin family's bloodline is really not a good thing.

Ziyu's mind moved slightly, and he thought about it clearly, and his face suddenly darkened.

The old patriarch didn't pay attention to Ziyu's black face, turned his head to look at the majestic Afang Palace in front of him, and sighed deeply: "In this world, except for the craftsmen who built the Afang Palace, only our ancestors know the whole picture of the Afang Palace, you actually knew it unintentionally, it seems that you are really related to us, maybe, the bloodline of the Qin clan can really ......"

When he said this, he didn't finish speaking, but the unfinished meaning made Ziyu suddenly lift his heart: "Old ancestor, what do you mean by this?" ”

The old patriarch turned his head and glanced at Ziyu, stretched out his hand to pull Ziyu, walked through the creek palace, and came to the back of the Zhenzhi version of the Afang Palace, in front of a small bronze tripod star picking tower.

Without speaking, the old patriarch stretched out his hand to pick out a trace of blood on Ziyu's fingertips, and squeezed Ziyu's blood into the small copper tripod.

The bright red blood dripped like a copper tripod, and a faint blue light immediately appeared in the bronze tripod, and the blood of the fish slowly turned purple at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Seeing this, the old patriarch nodded with a sigh of relief: "Sure enough." ”

Ziyu withdrew her finger and glanced at Tong Ding looking at the old patriarch, she needed an explanation.

The old patriarch let out a long sigh at Shangziyu's questioning eyes, and then suddenly said, "Since you know Afang Palace, then naturally you should also know who our Holy Mother is." ”

"Ah Fang Nu." Everyone knows it.

"It can also be said that our Lady is the princess of Zhao when the Seven Kingdoms fought for hegemony, surnamed Zhao and called Afang, when the first emperor loved Our Lady deeply, and was willing to leave a name in history with Our Lady, so he built this Afang Palace with 700,000 craftsmen, but it is a pity that he did not build this Afang Palace at the end of his life, so that there is only half of Afang Palace in the world for thousands of years."