Four and a Half Years Old Prophet is Pampered by Ten Brothers

"Success!"

When the last restriction disappeared, the people in the tunnel couldn't help smiling.

The little milk baby is at a lively age. She jumped up directly, jumped into the arms of the closest person, grabbed the other person's neck, and said excitedly, "Have you seen it? Lele's fifteenth brother is the best!"

The people who were caught could not hide their excitement.

Until the big and the small stared at each other and froze.

The little milk baby jumped to the ground in disgust, patted her clothes, "Why are you?"

Zhuang Yan was uncomfortable, "You jumped up first."

The little milk baby made a face, "Huh!"

Zhuang Yan didn't bother to care about her, and walked quickly to the door of the secret room.

His heart beats like a drum, and his fingers clenched unconsciously.

The secret of the dealer for three hundred years is about to surface.

Thousand-year ancient tomb, Zhuang Mian, dealer, cipher text, unique blood, and the truth is about to be revealed.

The door opened slowly.

The little nanny squeezed Zhuang Yan away and stood in the forefront.

"Lele is going to be the first to witness the truth...Wow, so many babies!"

After the door was opened, what appeared in front of everyone was almost blinding jewelry, gold, silver and jade, and all kinds of mysterious treasures that have been passed down for many years.

One word, expensive!

Two words, baby!

The little milk baby just like the mouse that fell into the rice tank, just rushed over.

Su He: "Junior sister, be careful!"

The little milk baby plunged directly into the baby pile, nothing happened.

Several people walked in cautiously to observe the layout of the secret room.

The secret room was actually very big. They saw many secret treasures at first sight, just because they were piled in the front and the middle, and they were brighter and more eye-catching.

There are many bookshelves made of solid wood on the left side of the secret treasure, and there are many secret books on it, which look like ancient books. On the right is a shrine where a book is enshrined.

Zhuang Yan had a thought, went straight to the book, and approached, only to find that the cover was "Zhuang Family Tree" written in traditional Chinese characters.

The group is divided into three groups with distinctive styles.

Zhuang Yan was only interested in genealogy, Gong Nan accompanied him.

The little milk baby got into the pile of secret treasures, opened the Qiankun bag, desperately stuffing things into it, she didn't let go of the gold and jade goose-egg pearls.

[Divine arithmetic system: These are all antiques. The youngest is a thousand years old, that is, the era where Zhuang Mian lived. Other years are even longer, and may be his treasures during his lifetime. 】

"Hey (*^▽^*

[Theological calculation system: Lele, Lele, have you listened to me? 】

"Hey (*^▽^*

The little milk baby laughed so hard that she couldn't see her teeth.

"Get rich, hey, that thousand-year-old guy has so many babes. Say it earlier, Lele will be the first to steal the house."

[Divine Mathematical System: But these things are all owned by the dealer. 】

"Don't worry, after Xiao Zhuang Zhuang knows the truth, he won't ask for it alone."

The little milk girl is confident: "Lele packs up in advance so that it will be convenient to run away later. What if Zhuang Renfei ran back later?"

[Divine Mathematical System: Don't Crow's Mouth! 】

"Lele is not a crow's mouth, but the thirteen brothers are, and Lele is a little Fuwa!"

Su and a few people went straight to those bookshelves.

Slightly flipping through the book, Su He was like a treasure.

"This part is all the various secrets and secrets of the metaphysical world thousands of years ago, there are many, I have never heard of it."

Shi Yuan Baiyang held another copy in Yang's hand, "These are only a hundred years old and are the inventory of many small Taoist temples, but I didn't expect them all to be here."

Sheng Jin was the most calm, she asked the question, "If Zhuang Mian has collected so many secrets, why not let the children of the clan learn it?"

She was seriously wondering, now that the children of the dealer, only those with runes on their eyelids have inherited their unique bloodlines and can use the magic eye technique, and the rest are ordinary people.

Only possessing the magic eye and learning some simple knowledge of metaphysics is useful in the scientific research society. It is not prominent in the whole country and the world.

Su He happened to put down the original secret method, and heard the words, saying meaningfully, "Maybe a guy just hopes that one day he can learn and unify the metaphysical world, but does not want the Zhuang family to become stronger?"

He temporarily let go of these secret methods and strode towards Zhuang Yan.

Zhuang Yan is still looking through the genealogy.

He found a terrible thing, this clan, as if there is life.

The first page is written on the three-hundred-year Zhuang Zhuang Zhuangzhu branch, Zhuang Zhuang XX, in black.

The second page is the second owner of the dealer, cinnabar is ink, and this cinnabar is very bright. In addition, there are two ordinary children who use cinnabar as ink to write their names.

The third page is the fourth Patriarch, cinnabar is the ink, and the names of the two ordinary disciples also use cinnabar as the ink.

Zhuang Yan turned quickly, and Yu Guang would still notice the date in the upper right corner of the paper.

Gong Nan also noticed.

"Your Patriarch is too diligent, right? Here is a detailed record of the date of their birth and the last month and day of their death. Basically, every Patriarch has not lived to be 55 years old."

Zhuang Yan pursed his lips and said nothing.

He quickly turned to the back, first saw the name of Blessing, and then the name of Zhuang Renfei.

In addition, under Zhuang Renfei, the names of two uncles were also written in cinnabar.

One cinnabar is very bright, the other is dull.

Zhuang Yan was startled, Gong Nan also noticed this detail, a glimmer of light flashed in his mind.

"Your uncle passed away 20 years ago. That year, my father started to become weird, and then there was behind..."

Gong Nan couldn't help but flipped through the genealogy.

There are stormy seas in both of them.

A gentle voice came, "You only seem to have noticed the genealogy. No one has seen these porcelain vases with magic charms?"

Zhuang Yan looked at the candles and fruits. Behind them, there were many short and chubby little porcelain bottles.

He stretched out his hand and took one, looked left and right, his expression slightly changed, "There is..."

"Yes, turn off translucency."

Su He picked up the other one and rubbed the talisman paper outside the porcelain vase.

"The talisman paper is new or old, and some are about to expire."

Gong Nan turned to the corner of the shrine and found some cursive talismans that had only been painted soon.

He looked weird: "I have a bold idea, I don't know if I should say it or not."

Zhuang Yan raised his eyes to look at him, bloodshot eyes were already appearing in the bottom of his eyes, which showed that he was very excited.

Gong Nan looked more serious.

He squeezed a porcelain bottle in his hand, and pointed to the genealogy.

"There is blood in these cinnabar."

Shi Yuanbai interjected: "I feel the huge contractual energy from these names. Only the secret contract secrets that have been passed down for thousands of years or more can have this kind of power."

Gong Nan nodded: "So I think it's just my own feeling, Ha, will the three old things have been living in the Zhuang family. Because of this behavior, several people in each generation have a short lifespan."

He raised the porcelain bottle in his hand.

"If you really make a deal with the devil, you won't be peaceful after death. All the people in custody here are the Zhuang family."

Zhuang Yan grabbed a corner of the shrine, and that corner was directly crushed by him.

Su He pretended not to see this movement, "Is it right? Just ask."