The second uncle smiled and took out a notebook from the bag next to him. I flipped through it and found that it was a manuscript of my grandfather's notebook, but it was a lot thicker.

I have read my grandfather’s notes countless times. I don’t know what my second uncle is about. After reading a few pages, I found that my second uncle has a lot of annotations, many cheats and pictures, and newspaper clippings from various eras. I have bound three new notebooks with a quilt needle, just like a newspaper placing a placing. The three books are all the notes of my second uncle over the past few years, and they are all kinds of aspects.

The earliest ancient book above must be 30 years old, and the paper is yellow, but Uncle Er is meticulous in doing things, and every page inside is preserved very well, without even a crease.

I swallowed and remembered the scene when I was a child when I was a child, I was beaten by the second uncle.

"I have found some clues about the third brother, and I have recorded them here for so many years. You can take a look at them when you have time, and tell me if you have any inspiration." Uncle Er said, taking out another folder and throwing it to me, "This is the report of the Tomb of the King of South China Sea this time. If I find anything, I will tell you as soon as possible and I will not hide it from you."

I didn't open it, and I felt all kinds of feelings in my heart. It would be strange if you didn't hide it from me. I didn't want to be stubborn in my mouth, and said, "Long live understanding."

The second uncle sneered. I remembered something and said it to me. Why not ask directly. I asked, "This place is called Qilin Island. Does it have anything to do with the Zhang family?"

Uncle Er shook his head: "It seems like a coincidence now. Even if it has something to do with the Zhang family, it should be related to the groundwater system of the South China Sea. We dare not go too deep this time. You can ask those three boys Li Cu to help you check it out well, we don't have time to distract."

I took the notes and information and said goodbye. My second uncle was behind me and said, "I will go back to Hangzhou to see your parents tomorrow and talk about this with them."

I nodded and said, "Uncle II, don't disappear." Without looking at Uncle II's expression, I walked out.

When I returned to the room, I was speechless all night. I didn’t read the notebook or the information given to me by my second uncle. We left Pingtan the next day. I felt a little relaxed on the way. Fatty man and Monoyoubo returned to Yucun, and I returned to Hangzhou. I talked about the shop with my parents, and my parents were very happy. Wang Meng helped me with the storage warehouse, moved the things out, and moved them to my own small scattered house. After so many years of operation, it was a big deal. Some of them were taken to Fatty Pan Home to continue selling, and some were piled up to me.

Wang Meng cried very hard when the door was closed. Although his second uncle promised him to continue to be a concierge after taking over, and his salary increased a lot, he said he was reluctant to part with me, the former boss.

After that, he went to his second uncle for training and learned a lot of things from his circle of friends.

I lay in my own cranial, and then I gathered all the information together. I first read the information about the tomb of the King of South China Sea that my second uncle gave me.

I opened a few pages and saw a very clear picture of the murals. I turned on my computer and looked at the ones I took. Uncle Er had already taken those murals, but the shooting time was not much earlier than us. When we arrived in Fujian, when we were intercepted by Uncle Er on the road, his people had already gone down to the tomb of the King of South China Sea. They were following the route of Uncle Third.

My speed is already very fast, and my second uncle is faster than me because Jin Wantang went to find my second uncle to ask for land money and told me about it. In other words, my second uncle was not much earlier than me, he just acted very quickly.

From where did the second uncle get the route from his third uncle to the South China Sea Kingdom?

Uncle Er must have never been to Yang Daguang's tomb. We were wasting our time in that place and were left behind by Uncle Er. I saw a large number of photos of the old weather station. Uncle Er went to that place and took a large number of photos. Several of the photos were specially marked, which were the wall of the secret communication room where Yang Daguang died.

Uncle Er shoveled off the putty and exposed several murals behind the wall. You can tell at a glance that these murals also come from the tomb of the King of South China Sea. Yang Daguang hid these murals in the wall of his communication room.

I slapped myself and was careless! I immediately went to take a closer look.
Chapter completed!