Chapter 163: Paintings on the Wall, Windows in the Room?

I looked at the man opposite with curiosity, but this look became more and more confused, and the other party looked at me with undisguised sympathy and sadness, why sad? For me?

But the other party didn't give me an answer, I looked at the departing man, silent for a while, it seems that the divination should be good, but I don't know if he counts my past or the future.

However, whether it is in the past or in the future, the words 'false' and 'lie' are not good.

The little guy who led Fan Chen up to the second floor walked down, but he was holding a tea tray, and after laying out the tea for me, he said, "Girl, please use tea." ”

I looked at the white water in the teacup, not knowing what it meant, and the little girl's eyes gestured to the leaves in my hand.

I glanced at the leaves in my hand and thought it was tea......

is already dead, so there are not so many worries, so I simply threw the leaves in my hand into the teacup according to the instructions of this little guy, and I don't know why the moment the leaves left my hand, I inexplicably felt a lot more relaxed in my heart.

As I looked at the leaves, the lies on them flowed down and melted into the water, and soon the glass of white water became extremely black.

I turned my eyes to the little guy next to me, the other party smiled and nodded, I understood that I could already drink, there was no smell when I picked up the teacup, and I didn't want to open my mouth to drink this cup of black tea.

The mouth was tasteless, not even as good as water, but nothing else happened, I put down the teacup, the leaves in it did not know where to go, I knew that I had not drunk it, and looked at the little girl inquiringly.

The other party said, "Girl, please upstairs." With that, he turned and walked upstairs, leading the way, seemingly with no intention of explaining.

I got up and followed, and when I came to the top of the staircase, I realized how long the staircase was, but from the outside I saw that the inn was only an ordinary size, and I didn't know where it could lead.

I followed the servant up the stairs, the left side was the wall, covered with vines, and the right side was divided into layers, and even with my eyes I could not see the end of the room on that floor, there was no room light on the first floor, and even the hallway was pitch black.

There was a room on the second floor that was lit up, and the warm yellow reflected on the door was a golden chrysanthemum that was just open, and there was no light in the corridor on the opposite side, and it was pitch black.

All the lights on the third floor are on, and there are peonies on every door, and there are also peony lanterns in the corridors.

The fourth floor was like a ghostly fire in the underworld, and it was spread forward on the ground of the aisle, and the branches were reflected in the door, but I couldn't tell what it was.

The fifth floor is the only one I can see the end of the floor, because it has only one room, not far away, the wooden door carved with golden osmanthus flowers is tightly closed, and the golden osmanthus lamps on both sides of the door are dazzling.

The little servant led me to the sixth floor, and I looked up, and the staircase that had been going up suddenly broke here, as if my sixth floor had become the top floor.

"Girl, please come here." The little servant opened his mouth and led me to the sixth floor.

The sixth floor, which was still dark, suddenly lit up as my feet stepped on the ground.

I looked at the pear blossom lantern that suddenly lit up in the aisle, and I had some guesses in my heart, maybe the lights here were lit according to the preferences of the visitors.

The servant led me into the second room on the left-hand side, for since I arrived, this room was the only one lit up except for the pear lantern.

"Girl, please rest here." The little guy spoke, seeing that his posture was ready to retreat.

I nodded, didn't say anything else, pushed open the door to the room, and looked back to see that the little guy was no longer there.

I looked into this room in the blink of an eye, but it was very usual, and it was clear at a glance. The bed with the tent hanging, a round table and a wooden chair, a set of tea sets on the table, and then a painting hanging on the wall opposite the bed, covering the wall, the only deficiency is that there is a window missing.

I went inside the house and closed the door, and the only place I could measure was the painting, and when I stepped forward to take a look, I realized that it was a narrative.

The beginning of the right side is a small baby, a very pleasing female doll, the round face is very cute, with a longevity lock around the neck, at this time is lying on a lotus leaf, holding the little hand and laughing happily.

I continued to look back, this time it was two female dolls, the older one holding a lotus leaf to block the rain and holding a small one in his hand, and the longevity lock around his neck should be the little doll before.

The picture is changed again, wild flowers are everywhere, a woman is dancing with a long sword, people are more delicate than flowers, and a slightly smaller girl is not far away sitting on the grass and watching attentively.

Further back, the drawing is the back of a woman, and from her hanging shoulders I can see that this woman must be very sad and sad, with a broken sword on the ground, and she holds a broken lock of longevity in her hand, and I wonder if she is the older or the smaller.

I continued to move backwards, but I was already at the wall, and the painting was broken at this point.

For some reason, I looked at the painting on the wall again, and then I noticed that the appearance of the slightly older woman never appeared in the painting.

Take a closer look at the longevity lock, in the ordinary, but this painting will be so simple just placed here? Inside this spooky inn.

Returned to the chair and sat down, looking at the painting on the opposite wall with his hand on his head, for some reason he always felt that this painting must have other meanings, but he couldn't think of a reason, and he was a little sullen in his heart, and he turned his head but was stunned.

I saw that a window suddenly appeared on the wall that was originally complete, as if it had always had a window.

I kept tapping my fingertips on the tabletop, and finally got up and pushed the window open.

A burst of bright dazzling, I squinted my eyes slightly, only to hear a childish laughter, I opened my eyes suddenly, only to see that not far away there was a huge lotus leaf, on which a round face of a little doll, with a longevity lock around its neck, was grabbing its own hand, quacking and laughing.

The little doll smiled and smiled, and suddenly turned her eyes to look at me, and when I met her eyes, my heart shook faster than my thoughts, and I had already stretched out my hand to grab the little doll, but there was an invisible wall on the window, which separated me.

The little doll just looked at me and laughed, but the more she laughed, the more panicked my heart became, holding the window frame so hard, what made me so uneasy?

Suddenly it rained, the rain poured on the little doll's body, the little doll grew up, one hand picked up the lotus leaf and handed it up, the white and slender hand that did not exist reached down to catch the lotus leaf, and the other hand held the little doll's hand, and the two walked forward in the wind and rain. (To be continued.) )