Ever since Grandma Wang next door turned into a zombie and joined the Eternal Life Brigade.

My granddaughter was able to move to another public rental house that was closer to the school and had better conditions.

Meng Chao used his military exploits to apply for the property next door and move there.

The home didn't need to be so cramped, and Meng Yishan also had some savings, so he thought of renovating it and dug a lot of walls and floors.

It happened that Bai Jiancao was alone at home in the afternoon, bored and fumbling around, and she found such a box from the mezzanine in the corner.

This was a common iron box used to hold military compressed biscuits twenty or thirty years ago.

In that era of scarcity, after eating the food inside, people were often not willing to throw it away, but used it as a storage box.

"It seems... it was put in when we got married?" Neither Bai Suxin nor Meng Yishan could remember clearly.

Bai Jiancao opened the lid of the box, and the first thing he saw was a red, heart-shaped electronic watch.

Under the strong interference of alien spiritual energy, the screen has long been blurred.

Bai Suxin was surprised and happy. She picked up the broken electronic watch, looked at it again and again, put it on her wrist, and said sweetly: "This is the first birthday gift your dad gave me. It was originally placed here.

, I mean, why can’t I always find it?”

Meng Yishan laughed "hehe".

Under the electronic watch, there are several postcards, birthday cards, etc., which are full of words, and you can still vaguely see hearts drawn on them.

Meng Yishan's old face suddenly turned red. He snatched it from his daughter's hand like lightning and said urgently: "Don't look at it!"

"It's too late, Dad, I've already seen it. I didn't expect you to be so disgusting when you were young!" Bai Jiacao covered his mouth and snickered.

"What?" Meng Chao was also very gossipy, "This is a love letter my father wrote to my mother when he was young. Why is he so disgusting?"

"Bai! Jia! Grass!" Dad frowned angrily and sharpened his knife.

"Brother, as dad's dearest little cotton-padded jacket, I will never betray him."

Bai Jiancao spoke righteously, "Even if you pay a thousand yuan, um, fifteen hundred yuan, I will never betray my father!"

"Okay, you two, stop making trouble."

Bai Suxin took the letters and birthday cards from her youth from her husband, her eyes full of sweet memories, and asked, "Xiaocao, what exactly did you discover? Why did you say I was very powerful when I was young?"

"This is it."

Bai Jiancao took out a mottled notebook from the bottom of the biscuit box.

There is no word or pattern on the yellow-brown cover. After more than 20 years of erosion, the paper is very crisp and will fall off when shaken slightly. The writing and ink inside is also very light, but it can be vaguely recognized. It is indeed

Mom's handwriting.

"What's this?"

Bai Suxin frowned, her face full of confusion, "Why don't I remember that I still have such a notebook?"

Meng Chao walked over and studied it carefully with Bai Jiancao.

After turning two pages, his pupils suddenly shrank.

"This is... something like class notes, or a handwritten exercise set."

Meng Chao murmured, "The question on the first page is to find the fine-tuning function of the force formula in a zero-gravity environment. It involves advanced mathematics, physics, ergonomics and other fields. It is three years more difficult than the college entrance examination.

Even more than five times!”

"What?" Bai Suxin was confused, "Zero what?"

"Zero gravity, simply put, is how martial arts is applied to the cosmic environment."

Bai Jiancao explained, "Although we are still unable to break through the atmosphere of another world, this kind of theoretical exploration is also very helpful in solving the tactical maneuvers of strong men when they are flying at lightning speed or falling in free fall. In short, it is very cutting-edge martial arts research.

Yes, that’s why I said, Mom, you are awesome. More than 20 years ago, you were only in your teens or 20s, about the same age as me. The environment was not as good as it is now, but you were studying such a powerful problem.

Is it any wonder that I inherited your talent?"

"And this, this seems to be a model of psychic energy transmission drawn by assembling or disassembling a very precise instrument."

Meng Chao narrowed his eyes, "There is serious interference in the other world, and the matter is extremely unstable. It is rare to see such a sophisticated instrument. This seems to be some kind of...activation device, used to...detonate something?"

The more he looked, the more surprised he became.

All the questions in this handwritten exercise collection involve very profound theories and exude an extremely dangerous atmosphere.

It is hard to imagine that this could be proposed twenty years ago in the war-torn era when psychic research was far less advanced than it is today.

It is even more difficult to imagine that my mother Bai Suxin, an ordinary housewife, could solve most of these problems.

Suddenly, Meng Chao's fingers turning the page stopped.

In the corner of one of the pages, he saw a random pattern drawn by his mother.

They were two slender eyes that crossed and overlapped.

Just like an "x", two eyes share the same pupil.

The black pupils exude a deep light, like a black hole that can swallow the soul.

pain!

it hurts!

The sharp pain that penetrated the brain came from the center of his eyebrows again, and the memory fragments of his previous life danced like screaming sparrows. Meng Chao was sure that he had seen this pattern in his previous life. Where was it?

"Brother? Haha..."

Suddenly, the disdainful laughter of the Night Witch could be heard in my ears.

There are many illusions before my eyes.

Meng Chao seemed to have slipped into the memory fragments of his previous life and appeared in those years of darkness and blood.

Purple hair burned, blood wings stretched out, like a sister escaping from the blood prison, she grabbed his throat and lifted him up from the ground.

"You have no idea what I'm facing.

"A waste like you will only become a burden and kill me.

"Since the day my parents died, there has been no relationship between us at all. Stop bothering me in the name of 'brother'!

"Get away from me, get away from me, get to the ends of the earth, the farther away the better.

"Otherwise, the next time we meet, it will be your death!"

Meng Chao ignored the Night Witch's words as decisive as a poisonous blade.

He stared at the Night Witch pinching his hand.

On the back of my sister's hand, there is a strange pattern like an x ​​with crossed eyes and shared pupils!

The pattern is raised high and is constantly emitting strange flames. It doesn't look like a tattoo, but rather like a curse that is deeply imprinted and will never be erased!

"Plop!"

Meng Chao fell on his back, his past life memory was cracked, and his consciousness returned to the present world.

"Brother, why did Duan Duan fall down?"

In the junior high school version, Maleficent hurriedly helped him up with a clean hand on his back.

"Nosebleed." Meng Yishan frowned.

"Quickly, apply a cold towel to your nostrils. Don't rush to plug your nostrils. Wait until the blood flow is clear before plugging them again."

While taking care of her son, Bai Suxin felt distressed and said, "You kid must have practiced hard in college. How can you rest assured when you come back and pick up all the good stuff?"

"I, I'm fine. It's been dry and dry recently, and I'm a little angry."

Meng Chao ignored the nosebleed and pointed to the x-eye pattern on his notebook, "Mom, did you draw this?"

Bai Suxin looked at it: "Probably."

Meng Chao took a deep breath: "What is this?"

"I don't know. I painted it on casually more than 20 years ago. I probably saw it somewhere. I was bored and just painted for fun. What's wrong? Your face is so bad, you look like you've seen a ghost?" Bai Suxin said suspiciously, "

Is there anything wrong with this pattern?”

Meng Chao opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

The clues in my mind are still fragmented and randomly kneaded into a ball.

"Okay, let's not mention the problem of this pattern for now. Mom, what's going on with this notebook? Didn't you never go to college? Can your middle school teach such a difficult topic at that time?"

Meng Chao was deeply suspicious, thought for a while, and said, "Mom, you must have been hiding your true identity. In fact, you are the heiress of an ancient and mysterious cultivating family. You have kept your name anonymous because of some bloody reasons such as grievances between wealthy families.

, run away with dad?"

"Why?"

Bai Jiacao's eyes widened, and he instantly imagined a plot of two million words, even choosing the actors for the male and female protagonists.

"What elopement?"

Meng Yishan hit his son on the head hard with his chopsticks, "Your mother and I were married by a matchmaker, and we invited you home in a big sedan chair!"
To be continued...