Chapter 322: Zhang Xiaoming's relics

After Zhang Xiaolin invited Zhang Fan to eat, Zhang Fan sent Zhang Xiaolin home by the way.
When he arrived at the door of Zhang Xiaolin's rental house, Zhang Fan didn't want to stay too long, so he went directly to the Warrior Association.
After all, the martial arts conference will begin tomorrow, and go through some formalities this afternoon.
However, Zhang Xiaolin insisted that Zhang Fan go up and sit down.
It is said that Zhang Fan helped her twice, and she should invite Zhang Fan to sit up and sit down.
In fact, there is another reason she did not say.
She now knew that Zhang Fan was the honorary president of the Wuzhe Association and the Wushu Association.
She was curious how an eighteen-year-old boy could possess such a noble status.
So she wants to invite Zhang Fan to sit up and sit down, wanting to know more about Zhang Fan.
Zhang Fan thought for a while and agreed.
After all, it is the beauty who asked herself to go up and sit down.
Soon, the two went upstairs.
Zhang Xiaolin opened the door of the house, and Zhang Fan was taken aback when he saw the situation inside the house.
I saw the beds in the room were thrown on the ground.
The wardrobe that was just added in the house also fell to the ground.
The clothes inside were thrown on the floor.
The contents of an old backpack of Zhang Xiaolin were overturned.
Even the backpack was torn apart.
Seeing this, Zhang Fan's expression changed slightly: "You have been thief!"
Zhang Xiaolin was not surprised at all, he appeared calm, and while tidying up the things on the ground, he said: "It's okay, my residence used to be like this."
"Ok?"
Zhang Fan was puzzled.
Obviously, there is a reason for this.
Zhang Xiaolin packed up the clothes on the floor and explained: "When I was young, people often sneaked into my house and turned it like this. Later, I left my parents and came to Area A. My rental house was occasionally caught. Turn it like this."
"What are they looking for?"
Zhang Fan asked.
Zhang Xiaolin shook his head: "I don't know. According to my dad, the reason why my grandfather became the first cultivator must be a secret. Those people must think that we have a grandfather in our family. So I often come to our house to search for it. But they were wrong. When my grandfather was very young, the grandfather had left home and never came back. At that time, the grandfather was just an ordinary person. Where is the secret?"
"So, does anyone know that you are Zhang Xiaoming's descendants?"
"of course."
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 house was always under surveillance. But after these people have been watching for a few years, they found that they hadn't gained much, so they gave up. These years have also been Few people come to our house again to mess around. They should have given up. People who come to mess around occasionally should not be the same group as them."
Zhang Fan nodded, without thinking any more, and started to clean up the room with Zhang Xiaolin.
After a while, he picked up the backpack that had been torn apart.
Obviously, the visitor could not find anything, so he vented his emotions and tore his backpack.
This backpack looks very old.
But because it is made of a special fabric, it seems to be very strong until now.
Zhang Xiaolin said: "This was left by my grandfather. He said it was his mother, which was left to him by my grandma. This is almost two hundred years ago. What a pity."
Almost everything from two hundred years old can be counted as a cultural relic.
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 gap where the backpack was torn.
The gap in this interlayer is very small, if you don't look closely, you can't find it at all.
Zhang Fan was a little surprised. He picked up his backpack and opened the mezzanine.
I saw a small waterproof bag in the interlayer.
Through the transparent exterior of the waterproof bag, you can see that there seems to be a folded paper inside.
Zhang Fan looked at Zhang Xiaolin.
Zhang Xiaolin also looked at Zhang Fan, his face turned pale.
Obviously, both of them realized that this thing is very important.
Since this is Zhang Xiaolin's grandma, which is what Zhang Xiaoming's wife left behind, 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.
Zhang Xiaolin looked a little frightened and did not dare to pick it up.
Zhang Fan wondered: "This is something from your house, don't you want it?"
Zhang Xiaolin shook his head and said, "No, when I was very young, my dad told me that if the family seems to be old and valuable, you can't move it, you have to... just destroy it."
"what?"
Zhang Fan was puzzled.
Who is going to destroy his family's treasure?
What's more, the things left by Zhang Xiaoming, the first cultivator, don't talk about the value of money, it is said that there may be secrets about cultivation in it, which is also extremely valuable.
How could Zhang Xiaolin's family ruin these things?
Zhang Xiaolin explained: "What those people are looking for is the things left by grandpa~EbookFREE.me~ and our family is now an ordinary person. Even if we have those things, we can’t keep them. Those things are in our hands. It will only endanger the safety of our family. But we don’t want this thing to fall into the hands of outsiders, so Grandpa said to destroy 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.
But Zhang Fan couldn't restrain his curiosity, and asked, "Well... before burning, do you mind if I take a look?"
Zhang Xiaolin said: "You can watch it if you want, but it burns immediately after seeing it. The longer this thing stays with me, the more dangerous I will be."
Zhang Fan nodded and opened the waterproof bag that was only the size of a palm.
Take out the yellowed paper and open it.
I saw a few words written on that piece of paper.
[Throughout the ages, no life can surpass life and death. Cultivation will prolong life, but can it transcend life and death? I will cross the gates of to find the ultimate answer. 】
After reading it, Zhang Fan felt that Zhang Xiaoming had only cultivated to Level 3 Quasi-Martial Artist in his entire life.
But there is such a tolerance, it is really admirable.
It turns out that when he left his family, he was looking for the ultimate answer.
What the is that?
Unable to figure it out, Zhang Fan simply stopped thinking about it.
He turned the paper over again.
Just turned over, Zhang Fan was taken aback.
His gaze was 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 pattern Zhang Fan got before.
Thinking of this, he quickly took out the cloth bag that the patient gave him in order to thank him during the previous martial arts exam.