Chapter 1638 Grandpa Zhuge (8)

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There is a hint of antiquity in this book.

"This is a book that has been handed down by our Zhuge family. It was drawn by our ancestor Kong Ming himself. However, we have been unable to solve the secrets contained in this book, except that the pattern of this peach wood card is somewhat related to the picture above. ."

Grandpa Zhuge said.

"If I guessed correctly, you should have been here too, right?"

Yang Zimei pointed at the map and asked with a smile.

"Every generation of us has been there. I have been there too, and so have Mingzhu."

Grandpa Zhuge looked at Yang Zimei, "Daughter, don't you know where this place is? What did Yuqing's ox-nosed old man tell you?"

Yang Zimei nodded, "My master has indeed been here too."

"Has he found anything?"

Grandpa Zhuge asked.

Yang Zimei shook his head, "No, I only know that it is extremely dangerous inside. Fortunately, he was guided by a white snake and successfully left the ancient tomb."

"White snake?"

Grandpa Zhuge pulled out an old thread-bound notebook from the drawer again, turned a few pages and said, "Every generation of us goes to explore the ancient tomb, and when we come back, we write about our experiences and feelings at that time. Yes, they all feel the same. , The Qimen formation is so mysterious that even we can't decipher it. We have studied the dangerous changes for thousands of years, but we still can't solve it. In their notes, they all mention a white snake. The white snake left only after the guidance. The same happened to me and Mingzhu."

Yang Zimei clicked his tongue, "For thousands of years, are the white snakes everyone has encountered the same one, or the same species?"

Yang Zimei thought of Long Zhutian's pet little white snake with a contract of blood dripping.

What is the connection between the two?

"The white snake was originally the predecessor of the Flood Dragon. It has extremely strong vitality and can live for thousands of years. It is not surprising, or it may have evolved into a flying dragon."

Grandpa Zhuge said.

Yang Zimei heard that Guan Feng also said this, so he nodded.

"Girl, what do you know about this peach wood card?"

Grandpa Zhuge turned the topic to the peach wood sign.

"If there is no accident, I am the mistress of the peach wood card."

After Yang Zimei finished speaking, she took out the other seven peach wood plaques she had collected from her storage ring and placed them out.

Grandpa Zhuge's eyes lit up, and he shouted happily like a child, "So, these really exist!"

"Grandpa, Xiaomei is really the owner of the peach wood card? Not from our Zhuge family?"

Zhuge Mingzhu, who has been beside him, asked.

"nonsense!"

Grandpa Zhuge glared at Zhuge Mingzhu, "This has never belonged to our Zhuge family. It's just that our ancestors found it occasionally, and I'm interested in exploring it."

"So that's the case."

Zhuge Mingzhu hurriedly kept silent.

"A person can gather so many peach wood plaques by fate, even if it is not the owner, it is enough to prove that she has an extremely strong relationship with this person. No wonder the girl looks very unusual."

Grandpa Zhuge took the peach wood plaques on the table and looked at them one by one, and then handed them back to her, even giving her his piece.

Yang Zimei also put it in the storage ring.

"Xiaomei, you don't have a pocket on your body. Where did you take these things out? Where did you put them in?"

Zhuge Mingzhu discovered the strange phenomenon of Yang Zimei's storage and asked in confusion.

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