As soon as he finished speaking, the old man suddenly couldn't do it. The light in his eyes instantly dimmed. He exhaled a breath of turbid air and slowly closed his eyes.

When Ge Yu opened his eyes, he could see the old man's soul floating out of the heavenly spirit and flying outside.

As soon as the old man left, the people from the Zhong family suddenly burst into tears and burst into tears.

Ge Yu has seen such scenes too much. He has been with ghosts all day long, and life and death have long been indifferent to it. Death is just the beginning of the next reincarnation, so he didn't think anything about it.

This old man lived a simple life and did not do anything bad. He would definitely be able to be reincarnated as a good family in the next life and would no longer suffer in the underworld.

Everything that followed was natural. It was held and guests were invited. Zhong Jinliang couldn't escape, so Ge ​​Yu had to wait for him in the village for two or three days, intending to return to Jiangcheng with him after the funeral was handled.

After working hard for several days, the old man's funeral was finally completed. Ge Yu also used a compass for the old man to find a place with good feng shui, which could benefit his descendants, and buried the old man's corpse in.

Just the night when Ge Yu and Zhong Jinliang were about to leave for Jiangcheng early the next morning, Zhong Jinliang suddenly remembered his grandfather's instructions before his death, saying that there was a sword in the box under his bed.

This was also a sudden thought, and I suddenly felt a little curious.

Of course, Zhong Jinliang naturally didn't believe the old man's words. In the days before he left, his mind was completely confused and he couldn't believe what he said.

Zhong Jinliang just suddenly remembered and was very curious. He wanted to see what treasure was hidden in the box under his grandfather's bed.

Thinking of this, Zhong Jinliang returned to the house, came to the old man's bed, lay down under the bed and searched around, and found a large black box.

This box looks a bit old, with a thick layer of dust on it. The box is engraved with some ancient patterns and locks on it, and it is a copper lock that I have never seen before.

Zhong Jinliang didn't have a key either. He found a wrench from the room and directly broke the copper lock. He finally opened the wooden box.

After opening the box, Zhong Jinliang was stunned.

There are only three things in the huge box.

A folding fan, a broken book, and a scroll.

Where is the great sword?

Where did the big sword that grandpa said went?

It seems that the old man is really confused and he has to fool himself before his death.

Zhong Jinliang tumbling in the box for a while, and except for these three things, he could not find anything else.

Finally, his eyes fell on the scroll, so he carefully opened the scroll.

After opening it, Zhong Jinliang looked closely and frowned.

There is a person on the scroll, which looks familiar.

The portrait has long leopard head and ringed eyes, iron face and curly beard, and the big beard grows towards the surroundings one by one like steel needles. It looks a bit terrifying. If it is just a look, it looks really strange.

Zhong Jinliang stared at him carefully for a while and soon recognized him. Isn’t this the fairy Zhong Kui who can fight ghosts and exorcises evil spirits in folk legends?

How could there be a portrait of Zhong Kui in my grandfather’s box?

This portrait has been around for many years, and the paper has turned yellow and I don’t know how many years have been preserved. Zhong Jinliang guessed that this painting might be a cultural relic, and it would definitely be sold for a lot of money if it was taken out.

For some reason, when Zhong Jinliang looked at this portrait, he suddenly felt a sense of intimacy in his heart.

Then, Zhong Jinliang put down the portrait and picked up a book in the box. This book was as old as the painting, and it was still a thread-bound book. There were a few words on the cover of the book, which were in ancient style, and Zhong Jinliang didn't recognize a single word.

After opening the book, the words inside are more like heavenly books, and occasionally they are accompanied by some simple strokes. The drawings are very rough, but each painting is very vivid and vivid.

As for the words in it, Zhong Jinliang didn't know any of them, so he had to throw the book into the box again and muttered, "What's this all? Grandpa didn't leave any of the things he had before."

Finally, Zhong Jinliang picked up the paper fan again. It was very heavy to buy it, as if it was a lump of iron. He had used a lot of effort to open the paper fan. After opening it, he looked at the side of the paper fan with nothing, but there were many words written on the other side. It looked a bit like words, but it felt not, crooked, but something like runes.

"This... what's all this? Except for the painting that looks worth a little money, the rest is tattered." Zhong Jinliang shook his head helplessly, and then closed the box again.

At this time, Ge Yu entered the house, walked behind Zhong Jinliang, and asked, "Liangzi, your family has made a fortune in demolition and will leave tomorrow morning. Are you planning to treat me tonight?"

"That's natural, it must be good to eat. This time, Brother Yu will help me. I'll treat you well no matter what I say." Zhong Jinliang laughed.

"What are you doing here?" Ge Yu said curiously.

"Didn't my grandfather tell me that there was a sword given to us by the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty under his bed? I came over and took a look. There was a box. Unfortunately, I didn't see the sword, so I just broke the fan. It seemed that I was cheated by the old man again." Zhong Jinliang shook his head helplessly and said.

Ge Yu didn't take it seriously either, he smiled and said, "The old man's mind was really not good at that time, so you took it seriously."

"Yes, I thought what he said before his death was true. As the saying goes, people are good at dying, but their words are good, but the result..." Zhong Jinliang shook his head helplessly again.

As he said that, Zhong Jinliang pushed the box under the bed again, and walked out of the house with Ge Yu, intending to shout Wei Xionghui to go to the big restaurant for a meal.

When he reached the door, Ge Yu asked casually: "I see that box is not small, so I just loaded a broken fan?"

"No... In addition to the fan, there is also an ancient painting, and a broken yellow book. The characters in the book are like ghost paintings. I don't know a single word. I don't know what grandpa is doing for keeping these things." Zhong Jinliang said speechlessly.

When he heard a book that he couldn't understand the words, Ge Yu was alert. He paused and asked again: "What was drawn in that painting?"
Chapter completed!