Chapter 1638: Zhuge Grandpa (8)

The book was faintly pale with antiquities.
"This is a book that has been handed down by our Zhuge family. It was drawn by the ancestor Kong Ming himself. However, the secrets contained in this book have not been able to be solved, except that the pattern of this peach wood card is somewhat connected with the picture above . "
Grandpa Zhuge said.
"If I didn't guess wrong, you should have been here before?"
Yang Zimei pointed at the map and smiled.
"We've been to almost every generation. I've also been, and Mingzhu has been."
Grandpa Zhuge looked at Yang Zimei, "Daughter, wouldn't you also know where it is? Yuqing, the calf's nose, told you that?"
Yang Zi nodded, "My master has indeed been here."
"Did he find anything?"
Grandpa Zhuge asked.
Yang Zimei shook his head. "No, only knowing that it is extremely dangerous. He was fortunate to be guided by a white snake before he successfully left the tomb."
"White snake?"
Grandpa Zhuge turned out a worn wire-bound notebook from the drawer and turned a few pages, "Every generation of us went to the ancient tomb and wrote back the experiences and feelings of the time. Yes, they all felt the same. The magic of the Qimen array is so incomprehensible that we can't crack it. The dangerous changes we have studied for thousands of years still can't be solved. In their notes, all mention a white snake. They all rely on the last That white snake's guidance just left. So did mine and Pearl. "
Yang Zi frowned, "Whether the white snake you have encountered for thousands of years is the same, or is it the same family?"
Yang Zimei thought about Long Zhutian's pet little white snake with a blood contract.
What is the connection between the two?
"The white snake was originally the dragon's predecessor. It has a strong vitality and can live for thousands of years without surprise. Or it evolved into a dragon."
Grandpa Zhuge said.
Yang Zimei heard Guan Feng also said this, so he nodded.
"Girl, what do you know about this peach card?"
Grandpa Zhuge turned to the Taomu card.
"If nothing else, I'm the hostess of the peach card."
After Yang Zimei finished speaking, from her storage ring, she took out a few other seven pieces of mahogany cards she collected and put them out.
Grandpa Zhuge's eyes lit up, and he cried like a child, "It turns out, these really exist!"
"Grandpa, Xiaomei is really the owner of the Taomu card? Not our Zhuge family?"
Zhuge Mingzhu, who was always there, asked.
"nonsense!"
Grandpa Zhuge stared at Zhuge Mingzhu, "This has never belonged to our Zhuge family, but the ancestors found it occasionally, and we should explore it."
"So that's the case."
Zhuge Mingzhu hurriedly snorted.
"A person can gather so many pieces of mahogany cards by chance, even if it is not the owner, it is enough to prove that she is extremely connected with this.
Grandpa Zhuge took the peach cards on the table and looked at them one by one, then returned it to her, and even gave her the piece.
Yang Zimei was also included in the storage ring.
"Little eyebrow, you don't have a pocket on your body. Where did you get these things? Where did you put them?"
Zhuge Mingzhu discovered the strange phenomenon of Yang Zimei's storage and asked in confusion.