"I just met your grandfather." Shi Qian's mood fluctuated slightly after being confirmed by Wang Xiaoniao, but he did not show it.

However, when Wang Xiaoniao heard the words of the man in front of her, she immediately shook her head like a rattle.

Especially this guy is so young, and he is a classmate from Su Beiqiao Xiao Dapeng and the others, and he is two generations away from his grandfather.

How could he have seen his grandfather!

You know, you don’t even have a photo of yourself.

"Impossible! My grandfather has long been dead. Now the grass on his grave is probably more than two meters high." Wang Xiaoniao was determined and looked at Shi Qian with disbelief.

Well? Shi Qian was even more surprised.

I thought I would learn some of Wang Genshuo’s whereabouts, but Wang Xiaoniao said that his grandfather had already died long ago?

"Is your grandfather dead? But in the third round of copy, I did see him, and there is also news about him in Tianhu Village in Shijia Town, but there is only one grandma in the village who still remembers him, and everyone else has forgotten."

"What? Copy? In the thriller game? This is absolutely impossible! Tianhu Village? I haven't heard of this village before!"

"Brother Shi Qian, you won't recognize the wrong person, right?"

Wang Xiaoniao's words made Shi Qian a little confused. Could it be that he has a duplicate name? It's not so bloody, and this name cannot be given by ordinary people.

At this time, the few people across the bed all looked at each other.

Of course, they have never heard of Wang Xiaoniao's grandfather mentioned by Shi Qian.

Suddenly, several people saw Shi Qian, who was originally standing by the bed, and looked at the cabinet beside the bed.

There is nothing else on top except some newly bought fruits and some kettles.

However, the smooth porcelain walls as smooth as mirrors made Shi Qian think of an idea.

So he walked to Zhao Lulu, who was confused.

"Student Zhao Lulu, have you brought lipstick?"

When Zhao Lulu heard Shi Qian’s question, she subconsciously nodded.

Then take out the diced pineapple in your pocket.

"Thank you!"

It was not until Shi Qian took the lipstick that Zhao Lulu reacted and said hurriedly: "Shi... Shi Qian, this is very expensive!"

Shi Qian gave her a calm look, then whispered to Su Beiqiao: "It's okay, I'll write it on Beiqiao's account. He has all the money, right?"

Su Beiqiao touched his head and thought to himself, wouldn't I say something wrong?

I searched for photos of Wang Gensuo in my mind and the supernatural images I saw in the dark room where Jin Huan was hanging.

Shi Qian used lipstick to simply draw Wang Genshuo's appearance on the white tiles.

"What is this?" Xiao Dapeng looked at Shi Qian's 'work' in a daze.

"Brother Qian, are you sure you are painting a person?" Even Su Beiqiao, who has always been relatively abstract, couldn't see it.

"Student Shi Qian, if you waste your lipstick like this, you will be struck by lightning!" Although there was reimbursement, Zhao Lulu still felt a little painful.

This is a waste of resources for her.

However, at this time, Wang Xiaoniao was shocked when she looked at the "portrait" outlined with red lines on the wall.

Only then did the few people notice his change in expression.

"No way..."

Wang Xiaoniao silently took out a wrinkled piece of paper from her arms. After spreading it out, the ghost painting talisman on it could barely be seen that it was a person.

Although it was as ugly as Shi Qian's paintings, the few people who came over were a little difficult to recognize.

Especially after comparison with the tiles.

This is different at all!

But Wang Xiaoniao's palms were trembling and she said excitedly: "It's really my grandfather!"

Xiao Dapeng, Zhao Lulu and Yu Qiuyan fell one after another.

"How did you recognize this??"

...

After getting confirmed by Wang Xiaoniao, Shi Qian finally met.

Wang Genshuo is really his grandfather.

"Have you really seen my grandfather in the game?" Wang Xiaoniao's tone was a little trembling. Although his name was all given by his grandfather, his grandfather died when his father was still young.

Not even a single photo was left, not even a photo.

So he had never seen his grandfather look like.

There is only one manuscript from my father.

Although the painting is ugly.

But from the day my father gave it to him, he has regarded it as a treasure.

"Yes, but the game was also fifteen years ago. However, I dare not draw conclusions about the timeline in the dungeon. Whether it is the same as in reality, there is no way to find out, but in Tianhu Village, your grandfather did exist."

When Wang Xiaoniao heard Tianhu Village from Shi Qian's mouth again, he couldn't help asking.

“Where is Tianhu Village?”

"In Haicheng, there is a place in Shijia Town, and a village under it is called Tianhu Village."

"Haicheng!"

Wang Xiaoniao was suddenly shocked.

"What's wrong? Are you remembering it?" Shi Qian asked hurriedly. You should know that Wang Gensuo is very likely to involve A Xiao's life experience, and even the secrets that may touch the thriller game!

But Wang Xiaoniao suddenly shook her head: "I don't know about Tianhu Village. My grandfather was not in the Harbor Area before my father was born, but in Haicheng next door. According to my grandmother, she had been there for a long time."

"So when I heard you say that Tianhu Village is in Haicheng, I would lose my composure."

Although it is not certain, it is basically a match. Shi Qian's eyes are solemn. Perhaps Wang Xiaoniao can know some inside information about Wang Genshuo.

Then he remembered what Wang Xiaoniao said and spoke immediately.

"But what happened to you saying your grandfather had died long ago?"

"This was told by my father. When he was four years old, grandpa died. It was the shroud that grandma put on his own hands and buried it on the back mountain of my hometown."

Wang Genshuo died when Wang Xiaoniao's father was four years old? Shi Qian was surprised and asked quickly: "I'll ask, how old is your father this year?"

When Su Beiqiao heard Shi Qian's words, his face changed slightly, and the original meaning of fighting in his eyes disappeared.

Shi Qian noticed this detail.

Could it be that Wang Xiaoniao's father is also?

Sure enough, Wang Xiaoniao's face darkened and she slowly spoke: "If my father was still alive, he would be forty-four years old this year."

"Feel sorry."

Shi Qian was slightly surprised. He didn't expect Wang Xiaoniao's father to die at such a young age.

But he still carried out his problems to the end.

"Wang Xiaoniao, are you sure what your father told you was that when he was four years old, your grandfather passed away?"

"Although this is impolite, because it is of great importance, I must ask clearly, Wang Xiaoniao, do you understand what I mean? Your grandfather is likely not dead."

When Wang Xiaoniao heard Shi Qian's extremely solemn words, he was stunned.

How is this possible if my grandfather is not dead?

Could my father still remember the time of grandpa's death wrong? Even his grandmother buried her with her own hands!

"You ask, but I can guarantee that my father said that his grandfather died when he was four years old. After all, no one will remember the time of his father's death wrong."

Wang Xiaoniao's expression was gloomy.

Shi Qian didn't have too much trouble, so continue to confirm.

"So, your grandfather died forty years ago and was buried by your grandmother himself. His graves are still in the back mountain of his hometown, right?"

Wang Xiaoniao didn't know what Shi Qian once again emphasized this, so she could only nod.

Shi Qian stared at Wang Xiaoniao's eyes and said seriously: "But what I said, your grandfather's traces appeared in Tianhu Village in Haicheng more than 20 years ago!"

"This is impossible!"

Wang Xiaoniao retreated suddenly and pressed against the head of the bed.

Even Subei Bridge is a little puzzled.

"Brother Qian, are you sure you are really Xiao Niao's grandfather? His grandfather can't be resurrected from the dead, right?"

"What's more, Wang Xiaoniao's grandfather is just an ordinary person, how could he appear in the thriller copy?"

Shi Qian shook his head and instead asked the stunned Wang Xiaoniao.
To be continued...