Chapter 542: Two Hanging Paintings

Zhang Yi and Scorpion, the two outsiders, are very eye-catching on other people's territory, and they look out of place at a glance, and there are only so many families who are very familiar with each other.

Zhang Yi and the scorpion were stopped without surprise.

And these seven or eight families are so close to each other that they are even more neighbors than neighbors, and after the middle-aged man screamed, people also came out of the rest of the rooms, each with some weapons in their hands more or less.

There weren't many people coming out of the seven or eight rooms, only seven or eight, and all of them were men, not a single woman.

Not only that, but the youngest of these men was the middle-aged man who had spoken out in the first place. However, Rao is like this, and the middle-aged people in the group are also in their forties.

Although these seven or eight people did not act for the time being, their eyes revealed a strong sense of vigilance. As long as Zhang Yi and the scorpion have any unusual moves, then these people will not hesitate to drive people away.

"Who are you?" An old tone came from the crowd.

"We are ......" Zhang Yigang was about to open his mouth to show that he and the scorpion had no malicious intentions, when an emaciated figure walked out of the crowd.

It seemed that this emaciated figure was the one who had just spoken.

Although this figure is not the oldest of these seven or eight people, it looks like the leader of these people.

"You !!" After the leader-like person walked out of the crowd, he didn't feel anything when he swept the scorpion, but after sweeping Zhang Yi, he immediately opened his mouth and interrupted what Zhang Yi was about to say.

"Huh!? I!? After Zhang Yi was interrupted, he was not angry, after all, it was on someone else's territory, so it was better to coax a little.

"I can't think of it......," the leader said slowly, his tone full of desolation.

"Lin Lao...... They ......" One of the men was halfway through his mouth when he was interrupted by Lin Lao.

"It's okay, you guys are busy with other things, leave it to me here!"

After Lin Lao finished speaking, the rest of the people didn't say too much, and went back to their places one after another.

"Come with me!" Lin Lao raised his chin towards Zhang Yi and the scorpion.

After speaking, Lin Lao didn't wait for Zhang Yi and the others to speak, and turned around and walked back.

Zhang Yi and the scorpion looked at each other for a while, and then set off at the same time to follow.

If someone wants to harm you, you can solve it a long time ago by group beating, and you don't need to persuade those people to leave and play such a complicated method.

Lin Lao walked in front, and Zhang Yi and the scorpion followed silently.

However, the direction in which Lin Lao walked back did not seem to be the direction of the house where he lived, but the direction of the ancestral hall.

"You also heard it just now, my surname is Lin, there is no need to say what the specific name is, anyway, I forgot it." Lin Lao said intermittently: "You call me Lin Lao like them."

As soon as Lin Lao finished speaking, he arrived at the door of the ancestral hall.

The ancestral hall was closed tightly, and Lin Lao did not immediately reach out and push the door open, but put his hands behind his back, turned around, and stared directly at Zhang Yi.

Zhang Yi was fine at first, but it was uncomfortable to be stared at for a long time.

An old man is always staring at himself, and his gaze is not shifted, and anyone is uncomfortable. If it was a fair-skinned and beautiful girl staring at herself, Zhang Yi would definitely be very happy.

Girl's words, don't talk about staring, if you want to touch it, it's even better.

Feel it!! Touch where you want, how long you want to touch it!! ٩(ˊᗜˋ*)و

"Ahem......" Zhang Yi was really uncomfortable being stared at, and coughed a few times.

After Lin Lao was awakened, he blinked his eyes a few times and retracted his expression.

"What are you here for?" After Lin Lao collected his thoughts, he spoke.

Finally got to the point!

The scorpion took over and explained to Lin Lao. But I changed a little bit, and I didn't say that I belonged to the same religion as the witch.

"I can't think of it......" Lin Lao said with a cangcang: "After such a long time, we are still remembered."

The scorpion didn't reply, just looked at Lin Lao silently.

At the beginning, the Wanping Sect still asked the witch where she was going from the subordinates around the leader of Baitongtang who was abducted by the witch.

After asking the name of Muyan Township, it took a lot of effort to find out the original location of Muyan Township from an ancient book.

If it weren't for the witch's appearance, let alone the scorpion, even the sect leader of the Wanping Sect wouldn't know about this place in Muyan Township.

After Lin Lao sighed for a while, he didn't ask about the origin of the witch, nor did he ask about the relationship between the scorpion and the witch, and turned around and stepped into the ancestral hall.

"Come in!" Lin Lao pushed open the door, stepped into the ancestral hall, and spoke.

Zhang Yi and the scorpion did not hesitate, and raised their feet and stepped in.

After coming here, as long as the IQ is still online, everyone knows that the thing that Muyan Township has must be in the ancestral hall.

The ancestral hall is not large, and generally speaking, the ancestral hall is dedicated to ancestors and other ancestors.

But this ancestral hall has only one table, two hanging paintings, and two items on the table.

One of these two objects, an item resembling jade tofu, was lying on a plate, and the other was an egg-shaped object carved out of metal that was towering over the table.

In addition to the two things, there are also two hanging paintings hanging on the wall.

One of the hanging paintings depicts two snake tails of Fuxi and Nuwa intertwined. Nuwa holds a gauge in her hand, Fu Xi holds a moment in her hand, and there are several patterns composed of small dots and lines at its tail and around it.

Zhang Yi used to see this picture and only sigh that Chinese civilization has a long history.

However, since Zhang Yi watched some interesting explanations about chemistry and biology on the Internet, looking at this picture can't help but make Zhang Yi feel magical.

Zhang Yiyue felt that the patterns of circles and lines surrounding Nuwa and Fuxi were the chemical formulas of a group of CH3-CH3, CH3-CH2-CH2-CH3, aromatic hydrocarbons similar to benzene rings, macromolecular polymers, and so on.

In the middle, the pattern of Nuwa and Fuxi's tails twisting together is similar to the DNA double helix structure of the thief.

Are they the prophets of antiquity? Or did someone travel back in time to paint this picture? Or is there really a super-ancient civilization?

Zhang Yi saw that this hanging picture was okay, after all, this hanging picture is quite ordinary, if you check it on the Internet, it is easy to find this picture of Nuwa Fuxi.

However, when Zhang Yi's gaze moved to another picture, he was not calm, and almost burst out with a groan.

The painting depicts an old farmer with a bamboo basket on his back, bent over to pick the flowers and plants, barefoot among the flowers and trees.

The picture on this painting is exactly the same as the pattern on the Shennong medicine picking stone tripod in the tomb underground of Wuxiang.