"What?" This is really big news, and the old man in the picture will smile at people like a living person.

Qing Ling'er did feel the old man smile softly at her, and there seemed to be a humanized expression flickering on his kind face.

But Qi Potian and Qing Ling'er both understand that this is just a painting, how can they smile at people like a living person.

Qing Ling'er was also wondering if she was dazzled, but the feeling just now was too real, and the old man in the painting seemed to come to life.

"This painting is definitely not simple, if the story you just told has anything to do with the monster in the lake, this house must be the place where the man has sealed himself, but what I don't understand is what is the origin of this painting, and what is its key role in this story!"

Qi Potian had been staring at the painting on the wall and pondering, and he felt more and more that this painting was not simple, and perhaps there was a big secret hidden in it.

His gaze slowly moved to the wooden staff on the table, and his hand touched the wooden staff again, trying to pick it up, but still as before, he didn't lift the wooden staff at all, it really seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.

After working hard for a long time, Qi Potian finally gave up, and his hand moved to the transparent bead of the wooden staff, which was forward on the wooden staff, which looked a little strange, because this bead was completely incompatible with the wooden staff.

Although this bead is not very valuable, it looks very asymmetrical when inlaid on such a piece of wood.

"Ling'er, do you feel that there is something wrong with this bead!"

"No, it's pretty good, and the bead seems to have a magnifying function that allows you to see more clearly what's in front of you. ”

Hearing Qing Ling'er's words, Qi Potian seemed to think of something, he turned his puzzled eyes to the bead, and wanted to take it off the wooden staff, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't take it down.

It seems that the bead has become inseparable from the wooden staff, and it is impossible to take it out anyway.

"My brother and I have tried, but we can't get this bead or this wooden staff, and even if there is anything magical about them, we can't do anything about it. ”

Although Qing Ling'er said so, but the device still doesn't believe in this evil, since the beads are inlaid on it, then there is a way to take it down.

Outside the thatched house, the torrent formed by the flood still lingered outside, refusing to leave, and it still did not give up on the tools in the house, and wanted to drag them into the river.

"I don't know what kind of monster lives in this beautiful river, it is so ferocious, it still doesn't let us go, but it seems that it is very jealous of this thatched house, otherwise we would be in danger now. ”

Qing Ling'er patted her small chest and said in fear, she looked at the torrent and looked a little frightened in her heart, but as soon as she turned around, she seemed to forget the torrent outside the house, and there was a different look when she looked at the sky.

I don't know if she was gloating or something else, but there was no fear on her face, but there was a feeling that she was snickering.

"I don't think this monster is cruel, but I think it's cute, and it's very attached to us. Qi Potian also had a calm smile on his face, looking at the torrent that was always wandering outside the house, and he was helpless.

At this moment, the sky has completely darkened, and everything outside the house has been nowhere to be seen, and it is pitch black.

However, in this thatched hut, it is very strange, there is no light source, but there is a dim light that illuminates the place very brightly.

The bead set in the wooden staff was even more magical, it seemed to glow, and the bright color was like the light of the moon.

"He ......"

"What's wrong?"

Seeing that Qing Ling'er suddenly became very strange again, Qi Potian hurriedly asked her, "What happened!"

"The old man looked at me, and he seemed to be talking to me, but I couldn't hear anything!"

Qing Ling'er turned his gaze to the old man's face, the old man's eyes seemed to be really fixed on Qing Ling'er's body, but his lips didn't move, and just after Qing Ling'er moved his body, the old man's eyes were still fixed on the place where Qing Ling'er was standing just now.

It seems that this time it was really Qing Ling'er's illusion, she just happened to be standing in the place where the old man's eyes were looking.

"I don't know how long that monster will be outside the house, but if it will always be outside, then we won't be in this house forever. Qing Ling'er muttered quietly, she couldn't hear any joy or sorrow in her voice, but she felt that she was not in pain, but faced all this very normally.

In fact, there is a kind of joy in Qing Ling'er's heart, if he can really break the sky here, it is also a good choice.

It's just that she didn't say it, and Ji Potian couldn't hear her heart, otherwise, Ji Potian would definitely be shocked.

Outside the house, there was the sound of a raging wind, as if a ferocious monster was roaring at the sky in the night, and this sound sounded terrifying.

In the past, when Qing Ling'er and Qing Che lived in this valley, there was a big difference between that time and now.

During the day, there are many old men who will fish by the small river, and each of these old men is very elegant and natural, as if they have blended into the whole valley, and they have a kind of elegant smell of dust, like fairies in the world.

These old men are very different, and they give the whole valley a different feeling, as if this is a paradise away from the world.

At night, there are occasionally one or two kind old men, who may walk by the river, or travel at night, and their presence gives a kind of life to the whole dreary valley.

Now the quiet valley is very different from before, those old men don't know where to go, and there is an extra monster here, which makes people's hearts feel very different, and this valley seems more mysterious and unpredictable.

Thinking of the past life, it was like an illusion, those old men seemed to be characters in fairy tales, and they began to be unreal in Qing Ling'er's mind.

Qing Ling'er slowly walked to the portrait of the old man, and by the light in the room, he wanted to take a closer look at the old man.

Qing Ling'er suddenly felt that many of the old people who used to live in the quiet valley looked the same as the old men in the painting, as if they were carved out of a mold.

It was a strange feeling, but it was so real in Qing Ling'er's mind at the moment, it made her feel that everything was not accidental, her slender jade hand slowly touched the portrait of the old man, and her other small hand gently supported the wooden staff in front of her.

Suddenly, a miracle happened, the beads on the wooden staff fell to the ground inexplicably, this situation almost made Qing Ling'er jump, her eyes slowly moved on the beads that were spinning on the table, her eyes were wide open, her two pairs of big eyes were comparable to this transparent bead.