"Nephew, please say hello to the fourth uncle!"

After galloping for another three days, Xiao Zhuo finally returned to his ancestral home in Lanling, looking at Xiao Jing, the fourth uncle who was sitting in the main hall at this time, Xiao Zhuo couldn't help but recall the kind face that he could see every time he was a child, but at this moment, that face was already old, and there was a lot of gray hair between his sideburns. At that time, his fourth uncle saw that the major events in the world had calmed down, and resolutely resigned from his official position and returned to his ancestral hometown of Lanling.

"Hurry up! Why is your kid back this year, your eldest brother? Mistakes again? Ay! Your father's temperament! It's just too stubborn! Xiao Jing stood up while counting his brother's no, Xiao Zhuo looked at him and trembled a little, and quickly got up and went over to support him.

"Nope. Fourth uncle, I came from Beiping Mansion, and my family doesn't know. I originally wanted to go directly to Luoyang, but I went off the rails in the middle, and seeing that the Qingming Festival was coming, I turned around and took a look. Xiao Zhuo replied truthfully, but Xiao Jing sighed when he heard it.

"I said you, how can you be the same as your father, and tell you everything, can't you say that you came back on purpose?" After Xiao Jing finished speaking, seeing that Xiao Zhuo was stunned by what he said, he had no choice but to shake his head and say, "Forget it!" Let's go take a shower and change clothes first! After that, I will go to the ancestral hall to kowtow to the ancestors and ancestors, and I will arrange a room for you. ”

"Yes! Fourth uncle. ”

Xiao Zhuo went to bathe and change clothes according to his words, and when he untied the burden on his body, he looked at the fiery red wedding dress and the two puppet dolls in the baggage, and remembered the experience along the way, and sighed in his heart.

"Jinruo, I hope you and I will meet one day!" Xiao Zhuo grabbed the two wedding dresses in one hand, ready to hang them up, but as soon as he picked them up, a delicately made silk scarf fell out of them. Xiao Zhuo picked it up, only glanced at the back of the silk scarf, and found that the workmanship and materials of the silk scarf were by no means available to ordinary people. When I opened the front again, there was a beautiful inscription written on it:

"Evil! I want to know you and live a long life! The mountains are edgeless, the rivers are exhausted, the thunder and earthquakes in winter, the rain and snow in summer; Heaven and earth are together, but dare to be with the king! ”

"It's actually an evil spirit! Could it be that this silk scarf was really given by the righteous princess to the red-clothed ghost? When you have time, let's ask my uncle first! Xiao Zhuo put the silk scarf back, put the wedding clothes neatly, set up the two puppets and bowed three times, and then left the room to bathe and change clothes.

"Later generations of Sun Xiaozhuo, come to bow to the ancestors and ancestors!"

Xiao Zhuo first bowed three times and bowed nine times outside the ancestral hall, and after entering the ancestral hall, he lit three incense sticks with the help of the ever-bright candle, inserted the incense bowl and then worshiped from right to left. When I waited to worship the last position, I saw that the last tablet read, "The spirit of Xiao Cong, the grandson of the unscrupulous world!" ”

"Fourth uncle, eldest uncle...... Passed away? ”

"Hey! It's been four years! When Xiao Jing saw Xiao Zhuo asking, he had to bring up the old matter again. Four years ago, your uncle suddenly fell seriously ill in Luoyang, and all the famous doctors were helpless, and he passed away soon after, but in the will, he had to write the words 'not Xiao Shisun' on the tablet, and I couldn't figure out why he had to do this, to say that I Xiao Liang was overthrown, that was the trend of the times, the people's hearts have turned to Sui, and it was not all his fault! ”

"Four Uncle's Day mourning!" Xiao Zhuo saw Xiao Jing mention the old thing, and his expression became more and more sad, so he could only try to comfort him, and at the same time, an incomprehensible thing also came to his mind. As his fourth uncle said, the fall of Xiliang was the trend of the times, so when Emperor Wen summoned his uncle to the court, his uncle did not refuse. And in the years when the Great Sui was an official, his uncle has always been an open-minded and elegant person in the eyes of outsiders, and he has never expressed a trace of nostalgia for his homeland, so why is he deeply ashamed of his ancestors and ancestors because of this incident? Could it be that his uncle has been burying this guilt deep in his heart?

"That's right! Zhuo'er. Xiao Zhuozheng was in doubt, Xiao Jing suddenly pulled him to the door of the ancestral hall, pointed to a scroll above the door and said, "Zhuo'er, your uncle also entrusts me in his will, if I see you one day, I must hand over this painting to you." ”

"Give it to me?" Xiao Zhuo was puzzled. His uncle died four years ago, and he went to Panlong Mountain six years ago, and he didn't have time to say goodbye to his uncle in the middle, why did his uncle inexplicably value himself so much! But Xiao Jing saw that he didn't believe it, so he immediately took out another letter to him, Xiao Zhuo opened it and saw that it was written:

Brother Xiao Jing:

When I saw this letter, the foolish brother had already passed away, and looking at the things of the foolish brother in this life, the honor and disgrace were mixed, although there was no great merit, there was no great fault. In the first half of his life, he enjoyed the glory of the world and enjoyed the things that the world could not reach; Although he was a little depressed in the second half of his life, he could still play wine and sing, and play the piano and ink. In this life, my brother would have had no regrets, but before the end, there were still two things that were not proper: first, my Xiao family foundation was buried in my hands, and I died in ten thousand years, and I had no face to see the ancestors. The name of the grandson of the family, in order to warn the descendants of the Xiao family, the two are the matter of the six sisters, this matter is all hidden in the painting, Brother Jing must put this painting in the temple of the ancestors, and wait until the day of the return of the four sons of the younger brother, and then transfer this painting to him, the matter, he will understand, and then hope that Brother Jing will tell; if possible, let him think of the love of blood relatives! This is a thousand things, don't slack off!

Brother Xiao Congshu

Don't slack off on thousands of things! Involving my aunt again! Xiao Zhuo knew that this matter was not trivial, and hurriedly took the scroll and opened it, but saw that on the scroll, a woman's skirt was slowly revealed; Further up, slender waist and jade fingers, graceful and delicate; And the top, the flowers are like the moon, the eyes are like stars, the eyebrows are like fine willows, and the skin is like fat condensation. Looking at it, this woman who snatched people's hearts was indeed his aunt...... No! To be precise, it should be Jiang Yingxue's face!

"Zhuo'er, what does this painting mean?" Xiao Jing stood aside, recognizing that the person in the painting was obviously his sister, but he didn't know why Xiao Cong told him like that.

Hearing Xiao Jing's question, Xiao Zhuo took a closer look at the painting again, and finally found a clue on the face of the character in the painting. This painting was painted four years ago, and the handwriting has already been moistened into the paper after four years, leaving only shallow traces, but the ink on the head of the figure in the painting is obviously different from the body, the ink line is full, as if it is just beginning, and Xiao Zhuo also found that there is a faint spiritual power on it, which seems to be covering up the original face of this painting.

"The sky is clear and turbid, the sky is moving and the earth is quiet, thousands of laws and images, all return to their origins, open!" Xiao Zhuo recited the mantra, his left hand quickly wiped the face of the portrait, and then into the eye, his aunt's beautiful face turned into a cat face at this time, the three-petal mouth was fixed on the face, and the person under the neck was looked at together, no matter how you looked at it, it seemed to be out of place, and the beard on the cat's face seemed to be broken five or six!

Syllable! Xiao Zhuo only glanced at it, then hurriedly put away the scroll and asked Xiao Jing: "Fourth uncle, has anyone else seen this painting?" ”

"Nope! This painting has always been placed here, and no one dares to touch it without my consent. What's wrong? ”

Faced with Xiao Jing's questioning again, Xiao Zhuo thought about it again and again, but decided not to tell him, after all, this matter is beyond the cognition of ordinary people, Xiao Jing still doesn't know well, he knows too much, he is afraid that he will get into trouble. Xiao Zhuo thought of this, and then thought of the death of his uncle Xiao Cong, when he entered the palace to paint, he was extremely worried but couldn't write, why could his uncle draw the true appearance of the cat demon? Imperial Spirit! Xiao Zhuo suddenly realized that his uncle was the lord of Xiliang during his lifetime, and although the imperial aura on his body was hidden when the Xiliang regime was abolished, he still appeared to protect the master when he encountered monsters, so his uncle was not confused when he painted?

Auntie, it's really you! At this time, Xiao Zhuo finally dared to conclude that his aunt was indeed the cat demon who killed Jiang Yingxue, and even the death of his uncle Xiao Cong was probably related to it.

"Fourth uncle, I must handle this matter carefully, the fourth uncle does not need to worry about it anymore, the nephew still has a matter, and please ask the fourth uncle to inform the nephew." Xiao Zhuo put away the picture scroll, not wanting Xiao Jing to be entangled in this matter, so he opened his mouth to ask about Princess Yicheng: "Fourth uncle, when Princess Yicheng married the Turks, you were still an official in the court, do you know that the eldest princess had any personal love back then?" ”

"Oh?" Xiao Jing was shocked when he heard Xiao Zhuo say this, "Why do you ask that?" ”

Xiao Zhuo took out the silk scarf from his bosom and handed it to Xiao Jing to watch, Xiao Jing looked at it carefully for a long time before he sighed and said: "I did hear some about the things back then, but I didn't expect the eldest princess to be so affectionate to that person." Ay! When His Majesty was still the King of Jin, this person was a guest of the King of Jin, and the eldest princess often came and went to the Jin Palace, so the two had feelings for each other. But it backfired! Twelve years ago, the eldest princess of Anyi, who was close to the Turks, died, and the emperor married the eldest princess of Yiyi to the Turks in order to appease the Turkic Khan, and the lover did not become a family after all! Creation makes people! ”

[Follow-up spoilers]

"Sister! Sister! Something happened to him! Jiang Huo eagerly pounced in front of Jin Ruo and said, while covering his chest with both hands, looking very painful.

"Who?" Jin Ruo didn't care too much about this naughty girl's words, but when she looked back at Jiang Huo's expression, she immediately reached out and grabbed Jiang Huo's arm.

"Brother Su! Brother Su! ”

"What did you do?" Jin Ruo scolded angrily. It's just because she found out that Jiang Huo really cast a spell of "death and life together" on herself.