Xiao Ding felt that something was wrong with his brother.

He first touched Xiao Yan's head, but found no signs of fever, and then pressed Xiao Yan on the chair and asked him to eat.

"We'll talk about it after dinner. And didn't you sleep all night?"

Xiao Ding said habitually: "Don't you want these eyes? After dinner, go to bed immediately. If you have anything to say, wait until you wake up."

In two sentences, Xiao Yan's question was put to an end.

After all, his mother was busy when he was young, and Xiao Yan was always brought up by his eldest brother, so Xiao Ding's words are still more useful in his heart.

Moreover, after staying up for a day and two nights, he received some stimulation in his heart. Now he rested all of a sudden. The feeling of exhaustion surged into his heart from all around his body. He was indeed a little sleepy and couldn't hold on any longer.

After all, he had been racking his brains to sneak out of the Palace of Eternal Life these past few days, and he had really spent too much energy.

After eating, Xiao Yan fell on Xiao Lin's bed and fell into a drowsy sleep.

When he woke up again, it was already dark.

Xiao Ding was sitting in the room, looking at the few pieces of paper he had read during the day.

To Xiao Ding, there was nothing ordinary about these pieces of paper, except that they had some sentences written on them, and they were meaningless sentences.

It has nothing to do with cultivation, it seems to be just expressing emotions.

But even if he expresses his emotions, they are his grandfather's emotions. As a grandson, he can't explore his grandfather's thoughts.

After Xiao Yan woke up, he was no longer as excited as he was at the beginning.

He knows that this matter cannot be rushed, and he cannot become a fat man in one bite.

He couldn't see his grandfather now and couldn't directly confront him about this issue, so the best way was to get the information from his brother first.

"Brother."

"woke up?"

Xiao Ding said loudly: "The table is ready for you, and there is water for dinner. You drink some water first to moisten your throat. Your voice is so hoarse that I don't know what to pay attention to."

"Well, I'm going to drink water right now."

Xiao Yan poured himself a glass of water, then took the water glass to the desk and asked while drinking.

"Brother, can you understand what's on this paper?"

"I don't quite understand, these things were written by my grandfather during his daily practice.

I had met him several times and asked my grandfather about it, but he didn't say anything, so I didn't ask him anymore.

What, are you interested in this thing?

When I came in in the morning, you were in a daze holding this thing.

Then you have to ask me questions."

Speaking of this, Xiao Ding suddenly thought about it: "By the way, what questions did you want to ask me in the morning?"

Xiao Yan took a sip of water to cover up his embarrassment.

"Nothing, I just wanted to ask when you will come back?"

"This morning too, I came over to see you as soon as I came back, but you didn't seem to welcome me."

"No way, I have always been thinking about my eldest brother in my heart. However, Grandpa Xiao Han locked me up here, and I have no freedom at all."

By Xiao Ding's side, Xiao Yan finally returned to his usual self. Although he always behaved more maturely in front of outsiders, in front of his brothers, he had always been able to talk and laugh, and even relied on

I am young and a little more reckless.

He would only be nervous when in front of Xiao Lin and Xiao Zhan.

"You have always wanted to run to the mountain. No one else would allow you to do this. That mountain is indeed very dangerous. You should stay away from it."

"But the third sister is also up there."

"The reason she's up there is because she lives there..."

Xiao Ding originally wanted to tell Xiao Yan about the little medical fairy's physical problems, but he didn't say anything in the end.

After all, this matter is Sanmei's private matter, so it's best not to let him talk about it.

"As for why it became like this, I will tell you after she wakes up."

"All right."

Xiao Yan's original purpose was not to inquire about this. He brought the topic back to those pieces of paper, or to be precise, to the things written on those pieces of paper.

"Brother just said that grandpa often wrote this kind of thing, but it seems like these are the only ones here."

"These waste papers have nothing to do with cultivation. Most of them were destroyed directly after grandpa finished writing.

These pieces of paper should have been written by grandpa before he went into seclusion. Grandpa Xiao Han probably stacked them together when he was sorting them out. After he went into seclusion, he probably didn’t read them carefully, so he left them here.”

The truth is actually just as Xiao Ding said.

What Xiao Lin wrote down were actually ancient poems. He had a habit of practicing and then writing something casually afterward.

He memorized a lot of ancient poems in his previous life, so he usually practiced calligraphy after practicing. Writing can calm the mind, which is also a way of practice for him.

In the beginning, he just wrote and destroyed them. Later, he gradually became too lazy to do them. He just put these scraps of paper aside and disposed of them together when he had enough.

Anyway, no one in the Palace of Eternal Life dares to enter his room, and only he understands the meaning of these words. If others see it, they will just treat it as waste paper, just like Xiao Ding.

But Xiao Yan can understand it, and Xiao Yan also knows that there is no such thing as ancient poetry in Dou Qi Continent.

Although after traveling through the years, the memories of his previous life have become a little blurry. However, although Xiao Yan was just a mediocre ordinary person in his previous life, he at least went to school. When he was a child, he was forced to memorize Tang poetry and Song lyrics. Seeing these things again

When writing, he would still think of it.

The text used in Dou Qi Continent and China, the Earth he traveled to, were originally very similar, so he didn't find the problem when Xiao Lin wrote other things. Only these poems allowed him to discover the truth.

"Grandpa has written a lot of things like this. Do you know why this place is called the Palace of Eternal Life?

Grandpa said it was because of... July 7th, Eternal Life Palace, midnight..."

Xiao Yan answered with a normal expression: "When no one is whispering in the middle of the night?"

"Yes, this is the sentence. Have you heard grandpa say it?"

No, I carried it myself.

Although he thought so in his heart, Xiao Yan still nodded.

Although he couldn't see it on his face, there was actually a storm in his heart.

It turns out that grandpa is indeed a time traveler!

Xiao Yan had never been able to figure out why Xiao Lin took away his brother and sister but not him. He originally thought that Xiao Lin didn't like him, but if he thought about it carefully, if Xiao Lin really didn't like him, there was no need to

He put so much effort into it.

From the engagement when he was young, to Xun'er later, and this apprenticeship, everything was planned for him.

Now that I think about it carefully, everything is traceable.
Chapter completed!