Chapter 653

When Chen Hui, Shang Zizhen and father Lin left Tianjing and rushed to Chengyang City, the old man in Tianjing Baishan cave also came out of the cave, hid his body and quietly entered the urban area of Tianjing.

The old man familiar into a high-end villa community, quietly into one of the villas.

At this time, it's just 7:00 in the morning.

The owner of the villa has got up early and is drinking tea in the living room to watch the news. The nanny is making breakfast in the kitchen. The hostess of the villa just woke up and came downstairs yawning.

At this time, a man appeared in the living room of the villa without warning.

This man is no other than the old man!

The place where the old man appeared was just opposite to the owner of the villa. He was watching the TV news, but his sight was suddenly blocked by the old man who showed up without warning. He was stunned at first, and then yelled, "who are you? How did you get in? "

"I am your ancestor!" The old man said faintly, there was no appearance of joking.

"I'm still your ancestor!" The owner of the villa stood up fiercely and cried out, "come on

"Don't shout. They can't get in." Looking at the owner of the villa, the old man said in a deep voice, "it's good for you to know that your ancestors are my ancestors. It's impossible for outsiders to know my existence!"

When the nanny heard the sound, she ran out of the kitchen. As soon as the old man waved, the nanny stood still, keeping her eyes wide open, motionless, like a sculpture.

The old man then backhand, fingers into grasp, villa hostess, involuntarily from the stairs to fly in front of the villa owner, and then the old man let go, she was thrown on the sofa.

This scene is really shocking. The first reaction of the hostess of the villa is to scream, but she can't make a sound at all. Even if she is thrown on the sofa, she still can't make a sound.

The owner of the villa was obviously scared, but he was always a man and the owner of the house. At this time, only he could stand up to protect his family!

The villa owner soon calmed down, because the other side showed that he was not ordinary, even if it was difficult to understand, everything in front of him was always reality.

The hostess of the villa, now moved to her husband's side, with a nervous look on her face, tightly tugged her husband's arm and looked at the old man in front of her.

"Qin Hong, can we have a good chat now?" The old man said lightly.

"Who are you? How do you know my name? " The owner of the villa is no other than Qin Hong of the Qin family!

"I said I was your ancestor!" The old man said in a deep voice, "my name is Qin Zhan!"

Old man Qin Zhan said something. He took something out of his arms and threw it to Qin Hong.

Qin Hong took it and was surprised. This is a bamboo slip, which has been locked in his safe. I don't know how it can be in the old man's hands.

"I've taken this from you for a long time!" Old man Qin Zhan looked at Qin Hong and said, "this is the genealogy of the Qin family, but it's not complete!"

Qin Zhan continued to take out a few genealogies, from the thread bound ancient books to the most modern printed books, and threw them to Qin Hong.

At this time, Qin ye came downstairs and saw the scene in front of him. He asked suspiciously, "Dad, who is he?"

Zhang Yan, Qin Hong's wife, has been winking at her son Qin ye and beckoning him to leave the living room. She has lost her eldest son Qin Feng. She can't let her youngest son have any more problems!

"This is not a place to talk. Shall we go to the study upstairs and talk?" Qin Hong asked tentatively.

Old man Qin Zhan nodded and said, "all the Qin family are going!"

The meaning of this sentence is that Qin Hong's wife and son have to go to the study.

Qin Hong nodded, pointed to the nanny and asked, "she?"

Qin Zhan took a look at the nanny and said, "she's OK. After we go up, she can move naturally."

Hearing Qin Zhan's words, Qin Ye looks at the nanny and finds that something is wrong with the nanny. She doesn't move. Her eyes don't blink. It's no different from the statue.

Qin Hong no longer talks nonsense. He pulls his wife and signals to his son. The three go to the study upstairs. Old man Qin Zhan is the last. When he comes to the corner of the stairs, old man Qin Zhan waves his hand and the nanny gains freedom of movement again.

Just, looking at the nanny's appearance, it seems that she can't remember anything. She scratched her head and thought about why she came to the living room. A smell of paste came into the living room at this time. After smelling it, the nanny muttered and quickly ran into the kitchen.

After the four came to the study, Qin Hong politely asked Qin Zhan to sit down behind the desk. Old man Qin Zhan waved his hand and sat down on the sofa. He pointed to the genealogies in Qin Hong's hand and said, "these are the genealogies of the Qin family. It took me decades to find them."

After a pause, old man Qin Zhan said, "however, these are enough. Many branches of the Qin family have disappeared in the long river of history."

"I bought this bamboo slip at a high price and locked it in the safe all the time. How did you get it?" Qin Hong asked carefully.

"For me, it's all unguarded." Old man Qin Zhan said lightly: "you don't have to doubt that this is your bamboo slip. This bamboo slip is the source of my Qin family's genealogy! People all think that the characters of Shang and Zhou dynasties were only carved on bronze wares and tortoise shells. However, according to the records, they began to carve on wood or bamboo in the Yin and Shang Dynasties to make records. According to the book of history, there are already books in the Yin Dynasty! "

"Do you mean that this bamboo slip in my hand is a cultural relic of the Shang and Zhou dynasties?" Qin Hong asked in amazement.

"Of course!" Old man Qin Zhan replied.

"But I've looked for cultural relic experts. They said that although the characters on it were from the Shang and Zhou dynasties, they were forged during the Eastern Han Dynasty!" Qin Hong said again.

Old man Qin Zhan waved his hand and said, "don't measure this bamboo slip by the value of cultural relics. It's something of our Qin family. It's a precious heritage left by our common ancestors. Everything has its source. This is the source of our Qin family. The words on it show that our ancestors, Qin, is our later surname, It's also the name of our ancestors. He used to be a man of practice! "