(077), the man in the painting

Seeing that Yan Xingzhi's expression was different, Xing Feng followed his gaze to look at the small room opposite the flower hall, and asked casually, "What's wrong?" ”

Yan Xingzhi looked at the half-open wooden door in front of him, and his eyes had actually looked inside through the crack in the door. When he heard Xing Feng's inquiry, he just smiled faintly and said, "There seems to be a painting hanging in that room, and the younger brother is reckless." ”

Xing Feng said disapprovingly: "It's nothing, there is indeed a painting hanging in that room, which seems to be a god worshiped by Senior Brother Mo's family." ”

As early as more than two years ago, when Xing Feng first entered Mo Ye's house, he had entered this house and seen the portrait hanging inside. Since then, he has had the opportunity to see it a few times, so he doesn't feel unfamiliar with it, and of course he doesn't feel like Yan Xingzhi felt a sense of narrowness caused by strangeness when he saw the portrait for the first time.

As for the person in the portrait, Mo Ye has never had a detailed background for him, but only vaguely commensurate with the gods, so Xing Feng can only understand and speculate from the surface of the portrait. He always felt that the person depicted in this portrait was like a god. When he grew up, his knowledge broadened a little, and he only added a trace of awe to the person in this portrait, and did not have many other thoughts.

Thinking of the wild cat that snatched out of the door just now, Xingfeng didn't sit down. He walked into the small room, intending to check if the offerings had been knocked to the ground, and to prevent the candles from falling and causing a fire.

It's just that as soon as he opened the door, he heard Yan Xingzhi, who was walking behind him and was still two steps away, "Huh", and Xing Feng couldn't help but ask again: "What's wrong?" ”

Yan Xingzhi didn't answer directly, but just took another step closer. Because the door of the small room was completely opened by Xingfeng, Yan Xingzhi could also see the complete depiction on the portrait, and after a few closer looks, he asked, "Senior Brother Xing, how many times have you seen this portrait?" ”

"It's been three or five times!"

Yan Xingzhi saw that Xing Feng replied very casually, he hesitated for a moment and then said with a smile: "I don't know if Senior Brother Xing thinks that the person on this portrait has a lot of weather between his eyebrows, arrogant and self-reliant, and seems to be a handsome talent, but his clothes don't look like the most important thing, I think he and Mo Ye have similar parts between his eyebrows and eyes." ”

Xing Feng was shocked when he heard this: "If it weren't for the reminder from my junior brother, I really wouldn't have felt this. ”

Yan Xingzhi stretched out his fingers and pressed the crook of his eyebrows, and said gently: "It's me who thinks too much." Perhaps because I am studying medicine, I need to examine people's complexions to identify diseases, so I have become accustomed to looking at the contours of people's faces more carefully. In fact, the usual Senior Brother Mo does not look similar to the person in this portrait, but when she is extremely strict and serious, the expression in her eyes is a little similar to the person in this portrait. ”

Hearing his explanation, Xing Feng couldn't help but take a closer look at the portrait a few more times, he thought about it and said, "In my impression, Senior Brother Mo's family has always worshiped this portrait as a god, and Senior Brother Mo has always explained this to me. And when I first saw this portrait, I thought he was a god general. Could it be that Senior Brother Yan saw something else? ”

"It's a little weird indeed. Generally speaking, the ancestors of the family will set up a spirit card on the shrine, and some big families will also add a portrait on the spirit card when they worship the ancestors who have great influence in the family, in order to let future generations admire, and the painting method of this portrait is very close to the style of this worship portrait. But as far as I know, Senior Brother Mo and his master are not father and son, if they are partial relatives, the format of this offering is also wrong, no" Yan Xingzhi suddenly closed his mouth here, the expression in his eyes changed slightly, and then in other words: "Haha, I have overstepped, these should not be things that I can talk about without permission." ”

Yan Xingzhi's words were gone halfway, but Xing Feng roughly knew what he was thinking. The person on the portrait has no signature, there is no spirit card under the painting, and the incense case is on the case, although it is still a simple three-stick incense stick between the New Year's Festival, but there is a row of five ever-bright lanterns, and there is nothing else. At this time, after a strict reminder, these furnishings are indeed suspicious everywhere, and at the same time, they are really his family's affairs that he cannot speculate about.

The two were chatting here when they saw Mo Ye walk in from outside. For the portrait in the small room to be seen by Yan Xingzhi, Mo Ye didn't feel that there was anything wrong. Xingfeng then told her that a wild cat had just come in and smashed the door open, so they saw the portrait in the small room. Mo Ye hurriedly checked the incense candles in the small room, and when she saw that as usual, she closed the door, still with a normal face, and exchanged a few words with the two, and then she went to the kitchen to get water and pour tea.

It's just that not long after she went to the back kitchen, there was an exclamation.

Xing Feng and Yan Xingzhi had just sat down, and when they heard the sound, they stood up and ran to the back kitchen, and the two of them were relieved when they saw it.

Actually, there was nothing serious, except that the wild cats that had just come in from the main house seemed to be in groups, and there was one in the kitchen. As soon as Mo Ye pushed open the wooden kitchen door that had not been closed tightly, he was startled by a wild cat rushing out of it. The wild cat was also frightened, and ran directly to Mo Ye's face, Mo Ye blocked it with his hand when he screamed, fortunately it was not scratched, but it left a pair of cat paw prints on his face.

Yan Xingzhi looked at the pair of gray paw prints on Mo Ye's face, and said with a smile: "It seems that this group of wild cats is extremely hungry, but your door is wide open, so they all come here to party." ”

Xing Feng had stayed at Mo Ye's house, and he found a cloth towel and handed it to Mo Ye, and then asked suspiciously, "Your aunt is not at home today?" ”

"She went to visit her family today." Mo Ye wiped his face clean, his eyes fell to the corner of the kitchen, and he suddenly sighed and said, "If there is no one day for her at home, it will be a mess." ”

Yan Xingzhi and Xing Feng followed Mo Ye's gaze, and saw that on the wall opposite the kitchen stove, a small door was also ajar. And the situation of this cubicle after being attacked by a wild cat seems to be much worse than the cubicle with portraits in the flower hall. I saw a piece of debris scattered under the small door, and Yan Xingzhi was very familiar with the debris, and he could tell that it was medicinal herbs at a glance.

Although Xing Feng only knew the storage place of this medicinal material today, he knew the importance of this medicinal material to Mo Ye, so when he saw the medicinal material spilled on the ground, his eyes naturally showed a nervous feeling, and he followed Mo Ye's footsteps and approached the small room.

Yan Xingzhi followed at the back, and when he saw Mo Ye walking into the cubicle, he didn't follow anymore. He just squatted down, reached out and grabbed the herbs that had been spilled on the ground, looked at them carefully, and then looked up again. When he saw a tandoor on the side of the kitchen, and a small jar on the stove, doubts slowly appeared in his eyes.

After a while, Mo Ye came out of the cubicle. Xing Feng, who was standing at the door and didn't go in, breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's okay, there aren't many spills." ”

Mo Ye saw Yan Xingzhi squatting on the ground, looking at the medicinal materials in her hand very seriously, she remembered that she had deceived him not long ago because of this medicinal material, and she was subconsciously a little vigilant. Before she could speak, she saw that Yan Xingzhi had already looked up when she heard the footsteps, and asked, "Senior Brother Mo, this medicinal herb should be the recipe you asked me to distinguish last time, right?" ”

Mo Ye was secretly surprised in his heart: It's really fast!

On the surface, she nodded without changing her face. She was not in a hurry to explain, she was waiting for Yan Xingzhi's next doubt, because now she didn't know if the other party had thought of that step, and covering up too quickly would arouse the other party's suspicions.

Listening to Yan Xingzhi's gentle words: "That's the case, the ratio of this medicinal material is very accurate, if there are still destroyed medicinal materials in the room, Senior Brother Mo must discard them." ”

Mo Ye pretended to sigh, and then said with gratitude on his face: "Thank you, Senior Brother Yan, for the reminder." Fortunately, these were only stored in advance at the request of my aunt, and although they are damaged now, there is still time to buy them again. ”

Yan Xingzhi nodded when he heard this, there was no expression of doubt on his face, but his heart immediately remembered the small clay oven he had just seen.

Judging by the size of the small tandoor and the size of the clay pot resting on it, it would be suitable for boiling medicine, but if it was used to make soup, it would only be enough for one person. Thinking of this section, Yan Xingzhi couldn't help but laugh in his heart, he already knew that Mo Ye was lying, but for Mo Ye's lie, he was only annoyed for a moment and didn't show it.

Because he saw the real thing of this medicinal herb today, he suddenly remembered another matter. This incident seemed to be about to expose another lie of Mo Ye, but Yan Xingzhi was only happy in his heart when he figured it out. So although he saw through Mo Ye's two lies in a row, he not only didn't get annoyed with Mo Ye, but also had a trace of gratitude.

Because of this gratitude, Yan Xingzhi was ready to quietly send Mo Ye a favor. He stood up, stretched out his palm in front of Mo Ye's eyes, and then stretched out two fingers with his other hand, and said with a smile while distributing the medicinal materials on his palm: "That day, my junior brother asked me a question, asking which of the medicinal materials is the most bitter. I couldn't literally tell it that day, but when I saw the real thing today, I was able to answer it for my junior brother. ”

As his fingers brushed over the palm of his hand little by little, Mo Ye saw that on Yan Xingzhi's palm, there were only five red particles left, and only the particles the size of wild millet were extremely red in color.

"Maybe it's because of the different names in other places, this flavor medicine is called 'Dianzhu' in my memory, and there are a few aliases taken by our predecessors of the Yan family. Although I didn't know the alias that the old man gave him before, now that I see the real thing, I can be sure of it. Yan Xingzhi came here and threw the particles on the ground, but when he lowered his hand, he had two between his fingers, covering his tracks as the sleeve fell