The tunnel is very long, the inside is black, you can't see your fingers, and the one who walks in front of him is holding a torch, and his ears can hear the slight crackling sound of the flames, and the dripping water from where is unusually clear and loud in this open place, causing an echo to sound in the air.

"Whether this man is a pig or a gopher, the hole is so long. Yuwen Yanshu whispered in Qiu Chaoyang's ear.

Qiu Chaoyang narrowed his eyes with a smile.

The silence in the tunnel was very quiet, and these words fell into the ears of Xiang Dongliu, who led the way in front, and he couldn't help but snort angrily. It's so rude to say this in front of the owner, and it's better to be a girl in the dream pool outside the house. I don't know why the young master's eyes are long, such a beautiful girl doesn't want to be so good with a wild girl.

Fortunately, Yuwen Yanshu can't read minds, otherwise he would have been angry with him or would have been angry with him.

The more empty the place here, the louder the echo caused by speaking, not to mention that this place is deep underground, and the empty echo sounds a little cold and infiltrating, Xiang Dongliu and Qiu Chaoyang no longer speak, and Yuwen Yanshu does not dare to speak.

I don't know how long I walked, I vaguely heard the noise on the ground, stretched out my hand to the east, and a door slowly opened, and the white light outside was scorching all over my eyes in an instant. As soon as they came out of the darkness, they were illuminated by this strong light, and their eyes inevitably narrowed a little uncomfortably.

Out of that door, I really saw the solid land, and there was nothing that shouldn't have appeared when I glanced around, Yuwen Yanshu jumped down from the back that had been used with confidence, and stomped his feet, it was indeed not the ground made of mud along the river, so he could rest assured.

This is a small courtyard with only one room, but although the sparrows are small, the bare begonia trees are huddled together, and the few pines and cypresses that are randomly decorated are upright.

"Young master, things are inside. "Flowing eastward, open the door to the house.

Yuwen Yanshu really hesitated to follow.

Xiang Dongliu's eyes widened. His arm slammed in front of the door, and his tone was not friendly at all: "You don't have to go in." ”

Yuwen Yanshu shrugged, if you don't go in, you won't go in, what's the big deal. Then he walked to the side and enjoyed the scenery in the courtyard.

After a while, Qiu Chaoyang's voice came out of the room: "Uncle Xiang, let her in." ”

"Young Master ......"

"It doesn't matter, you go down first, and by the way, tell Miss Sù Mengchi to leave by herself, and let her not wait in vain. ”

Xiang Dongliu knew that he couldn't move him, and glared viciously at someone who was leisurely in the courtyard. Throwing his arms and striding away, he went to complete the things that the young master had explained.

Yuwen Yanshu stepped over the high threshold with one foot, and touched his nose stupidly: "Alas." I can't imagine that your family even has such a big temper to feed pigs. Although she doesn't dare to boast that she can be loved by others, she is also a lively young and beautiful girl, why is she not treated by this old grandfather.

Qiu Chaoyang was lazily leaning on a chair looking at a piece of paper, and sneered when he heard the words: "You don't really think that our Qiu family needs to raise pigs to live, right?"

The first mysterious organization in martial arts, although it is not so poor that it is reduced to raising pigs. But there are always some leftovers that need to be solved, otherwise after a long time, what should I do if the swill stinks and pollutes the environment of the whole island, so as long as I raise one or two pigs, won't these problems be solved?

Listening to his explanation, Qiu Chaoyang couldn't stand it and rolled his eyes: "The Ethereal Palace is surrounded by the sea on all sides, so it won't be used to feed the fish?"

Belch. This is a good solution, but are you sure that you don't pollute the seawater environment? Forget it, the ancients who lived in a mess with good environmental quality took the liberty of discussing the issue of environmental protection. He will only suspect that you are sick in the head.

"Then what does he care, his eyes are so powerful, he is always on guard against people, is he not in charge of accounts, is he in charge of people?" Yuwen Yanshu said casually, walking to the wall and admiring the paintings on the wall.

"Almost. He was in charge of the prisoners held on the island. ”

The control in each place is much the same, with rewards and punishments. The rewards and punishments are clear, so that people with lofty ideals can willingly work for you. Yuwen Yanshu nodded in understanding, regardless of whether he could really see it when he lowered his head to study the calligraphy and painting in his hand.

There are a few calligraphy and paintings of flowers, birds, fish and insects hanging on the wall, not like what everyone writes, as if I don't know who is bored in his spare time, and the general random and natural, but the person who paints must be a Danqing master, a few brushes can be the expressive painting of every detail in nature, very realistic. And there was no seal on the painting, which confirmed her guess.

There is only one landscape painting depicting the vast and distant mountains, and there are two lines of poetry in the upper left corner: Xiao Xiao falls into the distant mountains and the sky is empty, and the autumn sun reflects the water. The clouds are shattered, and the shadow is lonely, and the sky is in vain.

"Why don't the other paintings have inscriptions, only this one mentions a poem?" Yuwen Yanshu asked curiously.

Qiu Chaoyang rolled up the paper in his hand and stuffed it into his sleeve pocket, heard her question, and glanced up: "Since I knew this place, it just hung like this." ”

The implication is that I don't know, and it's useless for you to ask.

"Still, I think it's something that the old man wrote, and it doesn't make sense. Qiu Chaoyang's affection for his father is as big as ever, and he doesn't know how to respect the teacher at all: "Even his name has been written, and it's not ordinary narcissism." ”

"Oh, which is his name?" Yuwen Yanshu has always been interested in interesting literature such as Tibetan poems, and when she heard that there were names hidden here, she immediately aroused her careful thoughts about the idea of selling off the text.

"Look, here, autumn reflects the water. Qiu Chaoyang is taller, standing behind her, he can easily show her with his fingers.

Yuwen Yanshu looked at it, nodded, and sure enough, it was embedded in it, it seems that this ethereal palace master is really a wonderful person, not only can he expand his territory overseas, but he can also educate the wonderful flower of Qiu Chaoyang, and more importantly, he is so narcissistic.

"Huh?" After reading the poem again, Yuwen Yanshu actually found something interesting again, and said to Qiu Chaoyang: "Look, there is actually the name of Brother A's father here." ”

Qiu Chaoyang was puzzled.

Yuwen Yanshu hurriedly stood on tiptoe and pointed to the first sentence: "Brother Axuan's father is named Xiao Yuankong, look here, here, isn't it Xiao Yuankong?"

"And this, Shocking Clouds Breaking Shadow Lonely Hongzhao, the place Brother Ah Xuan is looking for this time is called Shocking Cloud Villa, do you say it's a coincidence?" Yuwen Yan happily shared his discovery with others.

Who knew that Qiu Chaoyang's complexion changed greatly, and he restrained his previous careless and hanging. He took out the piece of paper he had been looking at from his sleeve, opened it, compared it with the painting, and double-checked it in disbelief. It still seemed that he couldn't believe his eyes, and he didn't shy away from taking Yuwen Yanshu's hand and asked her to look at the paper together.

"Do you think there is any resemblance between this picture and this painting?"

He was holding a piece of plain drawing paper with some simple map-like drawing on it. If it weren't for the fact that she was interested in geography for a while in her previous life and had read relevant materials, she really couldn't understand it now.

Yuwen Yanshu looked at the painting, then at the paper, and said with some hesitation: "The trend of the mountain range is a bit similar." ”

"No wonder. Qiu Chaoyang rarely had a bitter smile, and his feminine beauty added a little melancholy: "I'm afraid what you said just now is not a coincidence, the old man really gave me a problem this time." ”