Zhang Xiaolin asked Zhang Fan to finish his meal, Zhang Fan by the way to send Zhang Xiaolin home.

At the door of Zhang Xiaolin's rental house, Zhang Fan did not want to stay much, but went directly to the martial arts association.

After all, tomorrow the martial arts conference is about to start, and some formalities will be processed this afternoon.

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

She said that Zhang Fan had helped her twice, and she should ask Zhang Fan to sit down.

There was actually another reason she didn’t say.

She now knows the honorary president of the Zhang Fanwu Association and the Wu Medical Association.

She wondered how an eighteen-year-old could have such a noble identity.

So she asked Zhang Fan to sit down and want to know more about Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan thought about it and promised to go down.

After all, it is the beautiful woman who invites herself to sit down, and if she does not go, she can't say.

Soon, the two went upstairs.

Zhang Xiaolin opened the door, and Zhang Fan saw the situation in the house, and suddenly stood still.

The bed in the room was thrown on the ground.

The closet that had just been added to the house was also turned to the ground.

All the clothes inside were thrown on the floor.

An old backpack in Zhang Xiaolin, everything inside was turned over.

Even the backpack was torn.

Seeing this, Zhang Fan's face changed slightly: "Being a thief!"

Zhang Xiaolin did not surprise at all, and seemed very calm, and while packing up what was on the ground, he said, "It doesn't matter, my residence used to be like this."

“Huh?”

Doubtful.

Obviously, there is a reason for this.

Zhang Xiaolin packed his clothes on the ground and explained: "When I was young, my home was often secretly sneaked in and turned into this."Then I left my parents and went to Area A, where my rental house was occasionally turned into like this.”

“What are they looking for?”

Zhang Fan asked.

Zhang Xiaolin shook his head: “I don’t know.According to my father, the reason why my grandfather was too grandfather to be the first cultivator must have mastered some kind of secret.Those people must think that we have secrets left by our grandfather, so they often come to our house to look for them.But they were wrong, my grandfather was very young, Grandpa had already left the house, never came back.At that time, Grandpa was just an ordinary person, what was the secret?

“Does anyone know that you are the descendants of Xiaoming?”

“Certainly.”

Xiaolin answered.

“Do you know who those are?”

Zhang Xiaolin shook his head: “I don’t know.But I’m sure my house was always watched when I was a kid.However, after monitoring for several years, they found that there was nothing to gain and gave up.In the past few years, few people have come to our homes again.They should have given up.Occasionally, they should be the same person as they are not.”

Zhang Fan nodded, did not think much more, and began to clean the room with Zhang Xiaolin.

A moment later, he picked up the backpack that had been torn.

This is obviously coming to people can not find anything, so vent their emotions, tear up the backpack.

This bag looks old.

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

Zhang Xiaolin said: "This is my grandfather left, he said his mother, that is, my grandmother left him."That was almost 200 years ago.It's a pity."

For two hundred years, almost everything can be counted as cultural relics.

He shook his head and put the torn backpack to one side.

However, at this time, he found that the backpack was torn open at the notch, there seems to be a mezzanine.

The gap in this sandwich is very small, if you do not look closely, you can't find it at all.

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

In the middle of the bed, there is a small waterproof bag.

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

Zhang Fan looked at Zhang Xiaolin.

Zhang Xiaolin also looked at Zhang Fan, a little white.

Obviously, both of them realized that this was important.

Since this is Zhang Xiaolin's grandmother, that is, what Zhang Xiaoming's wife left behind, and it is hidden so secret, it is certainly not a normal thing.

Thinking about it, Zhang Fan handed the waterproof bag to Zhang Xiaolin.

Zhang Xiaolin seemed a little scared and did not dare to pick it up.

Zhang Fan wondered, “This is your family’s thing, don’t you?”

Zhang Xiaolin shook his head and said, "No, when I was very young, my father told me that if the family looked like something of value for a few years, it would be... directly destroyed."

“Oh?”

Zhang Fan doubted.

Who wants to destroy their own family?

What's more, what was left by the first cultivator, Zhang Xiaoming, not to mention the value of money, it is possible to have secrets about cultivation, which is also of great value.

How did the family ruin these things?

Zhang Xiaolin explained: "Those people are looking for what is left behind by Grandpa.And our family is now ordinary people, even if there are those things, it will not be able to keep.Those things are in our hands that only endanger the safety of our families.But we didn't want this thing to fall into the hands of the outsiders, so Grandpa said he was going to destroy it."

Zhang Fan understood, and said to Zhang Xiaolin, “Since you are going to destroy it, then we will burn this thing.”

Xiaolin nodded his head.

But Zhang Fan really couldn’t resist his curiosity and asked, “That... don’t you mind if you look at me before it burns?”

Zhang Xiaolin said, “You have to look at it, but you can see it burning right away.”The longer this thing stays with me, the more dangerous I will be.”

Zhang Fan nodded and opened the waterproof bag, which was only the size of a slap.

Take out the yellowed paper inside and open it.

On that piece of paper, there are a few words.

In the past, no life can transcend life and death.Cultivation will prolong life, but can it transcend life and death?I will cross the gates of hell and find the ultimate answer.】

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

But having such a breath is admirable.

When he left his family, he was looking for the ultimate answer.

What is it?

I can't believe it, Zhang Fans is not thinking about it either.

He turned the paper over again.

Just turned around, Zhang Fan suddenly frolicly.

His eyes were completely drawn to the back of the paper.

It’s a similar map.

And this pattern, which is very similar to the one that Zhang Fan obtained before.

Thinking of this, when he took out the previous martial medicine exam, the patient gave him a bag in order to thank him.