After Zhang Xiaolin invited Zhang Fan to dinner, Zhang Fan took Zhang Xiaolin home.

When he arrived at the door of Zhang Xiaolin's rental house, Zhang Fan didn't want to stay for too long and wanted to go directly to the Warriors Association.

After all, the martial arts conference will begin tomorrow, so I will go over to complete some procedures this afternoon.

However, Zhang Xiaolin insisted on asking Zhang Fan to go up and sit down.

It was said that Zhang Fan helped her twice, so she should ask Zhang Fan to go up and sit down.

In fact, there is another reason she didn't say.

She now knows that Zhang Fan is the honorary president of the Warriors Association and the Wushu Medical Association.

She was very curious about how an eighteen-year-old boy had such a noble identity.

So she wanted to ask Zhang Fan to sit up and sit, wanting to learn more about Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan thought about it and agreed.

After all, it was a beauty who asked herself to go up and sit down. If she didn't go, it would be unreasonable.

Soon, the two went upstairs.

Zhang Xiaolin opened the door. When Zhang Fan saw the situation inside the house, he was stunned.

I saw the beds in the room being thrown on the ground randomly.

The wardrobe that had just been purchased in the house also fell to the ground.

All the clothes inside were thrown on the floor.

Zhang Xiaolin's old backpack was overturned.

Even the backpack was torn apart.

Seeing these, Zhang Fan's expression changed slightly: "I've been thieves!"

Zhang Xiaolin was not surprised at all, and seemed very calm. While packing up the things on the ground, he said, "It doesn't matter, I used to be like this."

"Um?"

Zhang Fan was confused.

Obviously, there is some reason here.

While packing the clothes on the ground, Zhang Xiaolin explained: "When I was young, people often sneaked into my house and turned it into this way. Later, I left my parents and came to Area A, and my rental house was occasionally turned into this way."

"What are they looking for?"

Zhang Fan asked.

Zhang Xiaolin shook his head: "I don't know either. According to my father, the reason why my great-grandfather was the first cultivator must have mastered some secrets. Those people must think that our family has secrets left by the great-grandfather, so they often come to our house to search. But they were wrong. When my grandfather was very young, the great-grandfather had already left the house and never came back. At that time, the great-grandfather was just an ordinary person, so where would there be any secrets?"

"So, anyone knows that you are descendants of Zhang Xiaoming?"

"certainly."

Zhang Xiaolin replied.

"Do you know who they are?"

Zhang Xiaolin shook his head: "I don't know. But I'm sure that when I was young, my family was always under surveillance. However, after these people monitored for a few years, they found that there was no gain and gave up. In recent years, few people have come to our house to flip around again. They should have given up. Occasionally, they should not be the same group as them."

Zhang Fan nodded, and without thinking about it, he began to organize the room with Zhang Xiaolin.

After a while, he picked up the backpack that had been torn apart.

It was obvious that the person who came could not find anything, so he vented his emotions and tore his backpack apart.

This backpack looks very old.

However, because it is made of a special fabric, it seems to be very strong until now.

Zhang Xiaolin said: "This is left by my grandfather. He said it was his mother, that is, my grandmother left it to him. This is something almost two hundred years ago. What a pity."

Things that have been in two hundred years can almost be regarded as cultural relics.

Zhang Fan shook his head regretfully and put the torn backpack aside.

But at this moment, he found that there seemed to be a mezzanine in the torn gap of the backpack.

The gap in this interlayer is very small, and if you don’t look closely, you can’t find it at all.

Zhang Fan was a little surprised and picked up his backpack and opened the mezzanine.

I saw a small waterproof bag in the mezzanine.

Through the transparent appearance of the waterproof bag, you can see that there seems to be a piece of folded paper inside.

Zhang Fan looked at Zhang Xiaolin.

Zhang Xiaolin also looked at Zhang Fan, his face slightly pale.

Obviously, both of them realized that this thing is very important.

Since this is something left by Zhang Xiaolin's great-grandmother, that is, Zhang Xiaoming's wife, and it is hidden so secretly, it is definitely not an ordinary thing.

Thinking of this, Zhang Fan handed the waterproof bag to Zhang Xiaolin.

However, Zhang Xiaolin seemed a little scared and dared not take it.

Zhang Fan asked in confusion: "This is your thing, do you want it?"

Zhang Xiaolin shook her head and said, "No, when I was very young, my father told me that if the family looks a little old and valuable things cannot be moved, and they must... be destroyed directly."

"ah?"

Zhang Fan was confused.

Who wants to destroy the treasures he passed down from his family?

What's more, it was the thing left by the first cultivator Zhang Xiaoming. Not to mention the value of money, it could have secrets about cultivation, which is also of extremely high value.

How could the Zhang Xiaolin family ruin these things?

Zhang Xiaolin explained: "What those people are looking for is the things left by the great-grandfather. Now our family is all ordinary people, and even if they have those things, they cannot be kept. Those things in our hands will only endanger the safety of our family. But we don't want this thing to fall into the hands of those outsiders, so our grandfather said he would destroy all these things."

Zhang Fan understood and said to Zhang Xiaolin: "Since you want to destroy it, let's burn this thing."

Zhang Xiaolin nodded repeatedly.

However, Zhang Fan couldn't help but feel curious and asked, "That... before the burn, don't you mind taking a look, right?"

Zhang Xiaolin said: "If you want to see it, just watch it, but it will burn immediately after seeing it. The longer this thing stays with me, the more dangerous it will be."

Zhang Fan nodded and took apart the waterproof bag that was only the size of a palm.

He took out the yellowed paper inside and opened it.

I saw a few words written on the piece of paper.

[From ancient times, no life can transcend life and death. Practice will prolong life, but can it transcend life and death? I will cross the gate of hell and find the ultimate answer.]

After reading it, Zhang Fan felt that Zhang Xiaoming had only practiced to level 3 quasi-warrior throughout his life.

But it is really admirable to have such a demeanor.

It turned out that he left his family to find the ultimate answer.

What exactly is that?

If you can't figure it out, Zhang Fan simply stopped thinking about it.

He turned over the paper again.

Just after turning it over, Zhang Fan was stunned.

His eyes were completely attracted by the back of the paper.

I saw that it was a pattern similar to a map.

And this pattern is very similar to the one obtained by Zhang Fan before.
Chapter completed!