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Meng Sixing?

Meng Nanxu was taken aback.

Didn't this necklace belong to the original owner's mother, Ji Ruxue?What does it have to do with "Meng".

"It's presumptuous, but can you show me the necklace?"

There was a hint of excitement in Rong Yi's eyes.

Of course, Meng Nanxu would not refuse such a request. She took off the necklace from her neck and handed it to Rong Yi.

Marshal Qin once saw this pattern in Rong's study. This is the only clue Meng Nanxu knows so far. Naturally, she will not let this opportunity go easily.

Rong Yi took the necklace carefully and looked at it carefully.

"This... looks like the painting in your study!" Rong's mother, Rong Ningyan, was also a little surprised.

"It's not a painting." Rong Yi couldn't laugh or cry, "That's a word, Meng."

Rong Ningyan:? ? ?

That artistic and abstract line is actually a word?

Meng Nanxu's eyelids twitched uncontrollably.

No wonder she couldn't find any news about this necklace before. This strange, twisted and artistic line is actually a word?

"Miss Meng", Rong Yi returned the necklace to Meng Nanxu, "Where did you get your necklace?"

"This is my mother's relic."

"Sorry," Rong Yi paused slightly, with a hint of apology in his voice.

Meng Nanxu shook his head: "If you can, please tell me the origin of this necklace."

Rong Ningyan on the side looked at Zhinao: "It's still a while before the cubs go to school, why don't we go to the suspension car to talk?"

"What do you think, Miss Meng?" Rong Yi looked at Meng Nanxu.

Meng Nanxu took a step back and gave them a federal thank-you gift: "Thank you, uncle and aunt."

She chuckled and said, "But it's good for uncles and aunts to call me Xiaomeng."

Rong Ningyan took her arm: "Xiao Meng, why are you being so polite, let's go, we have to make a quick decision, and we have to pick up the cubs later."

After getting on the suspension car, Rong Yi began to tell the story of the necklace under the urging of his own wife.

"The ancestor of my Rong family was also a guardian of Tibet."

The first sentence he uttered made Meng Nanxu's heart tighten.

Keeper of Tibet...Meng Sixing is also a keeper of Tibet, could it be——

Without waiting for her to think too much, Rong Yi revealed the answer directly: "My ancestor was in charge of guarding the literature materials of the mother planet. He and Mr. Meng Si Xing Meng were good classmates."

"Mr. Meng once gave him a set of calligraphy when he graduated, and this calligraphy is still hanging in my house!"

Meng Nanxu: ...

It seems that the ancestors of the Rong family have "true love" for the ancestors of the Meng family that such bad characters can be kept until now.

Rong Yi smiled with emotion:

"The notes left by the ancestors said that Mr. Meng is good at everything, that is, the handwriting, which is so rotten that it shocks the world and weeps ghosts and gods, so the ancestors specially sealed and kept his handwriting, and wanted to use it to laugh at him when he was old. "

Meng Nanxu: ...

Rong Ningyan: ...

Are you guys all this boring?

·

"Here, here's your birthday present."

Rong Ye handed the small box in his hand to his old classmate.

Meng Sixing put the ancient book in his hand back to its original position, took off the glove before taking the box in the other party's hand.

"What is this?" he asked curiously.

But Rong Ye looked mysterious: "You will know if you take it apart!"

It is true.

Meng Sixing carefully opened the box——

I saw a beautifully crafted necklace on the black velvet cloth, blue and white noble and elegant, line art and abstract, at first glance there is a strange beauty, like the latest work of a cutting-edge artist.

Emerging artist Meng Sixing: ...

He gritted his teeth and said, "Rong—Ye—"

Rong Ye had long since slipped away happily.

Hahahahahaha It's another day of ridicule to Xiao Xingxing!

"Mr. Rong came to see you again?" A man in a gray shirt pushed the door open.

"Looking for me? I think he wants to piss me off!" Meng Sixing took off his eyes and said angrily.

The man put the documents in his hand on the table: "Mr. Meng, this is the document you asked for, and I put it here for you."

"Yuanzhong, how many times have I told you, just call me Sixing."

The man's face was extremely ordinary, but his smile was unexpectedly friendly: "How is your research doing?"

"Guess what I found?"

Talking about his own research, Meng Sixing's eyes shone brightly, "I found elements in the earth plants that can cure mental turmoil!"

Li Yuanzhong's pupils dilated slightly: "Really?"

"Of course it's true, it's just that my research is still lacking." Meng Sixing put the necklace box in his pocket, "I hope to find the answer from these mother star materials."

Looking at Meng Sixing who was working at his desk, Li Yuanzhong's gaze was obscure.

And this conversation was also heard by Rong Ye.

He just forgot to tell his old classmates that this necklace is not just an ornament, but also a miniature communicator.

Thinking of the character of his old classmate, Rong Ye was sensible and silent.

That guy will only announce the results of his research when he is absolutely sure, so he should pretend he didn't hear it.

After hanging up the communication, Rong Ye couldn't help muttering: "This Li Yuanzhong has two talents, Xiao Xingxing seems to trust him."

"Well, this person, I have to check him, Xiao Xingxing's personality is too easy to be deceived."

·

"So... Li Yuanzhong really has a problem?"

Meng Nanxu never expected that she could get such important information from Rong Yi.

"The ancestor's investigation is still too late." Rong Yi sighed, and continued: "In the middle, that riot happened."

The raging star beasts attacked the base, destroying nearly half of the information on the human home planet.

"This is not a normal riot."

Rong Yi's voice was very low: "The ancestor saw with his own eyes that the fire burns from the inside out."

From the inside out?

Rong Ningyan felt cold all over, she grabbed her husband's hand, her voice trembling: "That disaster——"

"It's not a natural disaster, it's a man-made disaster."

Rong Yi barely made a sound, and all Meng Nanxu saw was his slightly trembling lips.

He sighed, and continued: "The ancestor passed out in the fire, and the first thing he did after waking up was to contact Mr. Meng."

"Because it is not sure whether the brain is damaged, the ancestors directly connected the special necklace."

Meng Nanxu heard her own heartbeat clearly.