Chapter 207: Into the Painting

This place is called Guxia Kingdom, and Nanjun is just a small county in Biansai.

And Yanfu can be called a non-staff level, and the people who visit the door every day have not stopped since the birth of the concubine.

At first, Yan Yuanwai didn't believe that his daughter could penetrate the ghosts and gods, but as more and more people benefited, Yan Fu didn't know whether to be sad or happy.

In ancient times, a woman was virtuous if she was not talented, and not long ago, the king of Guxia died violently, and everyone thought that this had something to do with Yan Nu, and even regarded her as a demon girl.

After hearing all this, I couldn't help but feel a little incomprehensible in my heart, no wonder the ancients regarded her as a monster.

If this is placed in modern times to open a feng shui shop, maybe it will be developed.

But the fat man and I obviously didn't want to wade into this troubled water, just thinking about how we could return to the original world.

Just as he wanted to ask about the whereabouts of the Yan girl, he begged to see him, and then the mysterious woman sent a letter from the maid.

The above recounts exactly what the fat man and I experienced in the doubtful grave, and it is still in modern Chinese.

The fat man and I were dumbfounded, thinking that we should meet this woman who was regarded as a psychic by the locals for a while.

It wasn't until late in the evening, led by the maid, that the fat man and I walked through the jungle and saw a very secluded hut.

It seems that it is to hide people's eyes and ears and make the world think that Yan Nu is really dead.

The strange thing is that the maid in front of me only let me in alone, and turned the fat man away.

This could not help but annoy him greatly, but he was helpless, but when I walked into the hut with a little apprehension.

Looking at the pretty back in front of me, I instantly burst into tears.

"Xiao Yue!"

I almost rushed over and hugged her instantly, and when she turned around, she was exactly as I imagined, she was exactly the same as Xiaoyue.

"Childe..., you really remember me."

"Yan'er reunites with her son this time, even if she dies, she can laugh at Jiuquan."

Listening to the woman who looked like Xiaoyue in front of me talking like this, I was stunned for a moment, and then I remembered it instantly.

This is in the ancient tomb, how can Xiaoyue be an ancient.

After careful screening, I gradually discovered that she and Xiaoyue have a difference, that is, there is a striking red mole on the neck of the Yan Nu in front of me.

This undoubtedly proves that she is not Xiaoyue, all this is just a coincidence.

"Childe... Childe, you don't even recognize Yan'er. ”

The woman in front of me burst into tears for a moment, and then the next words almost made my jaw drop.

"When we were children, we used to make a private decision for life, but now the son has a new love and forgets the old people."

I froze where I was, not knowing what to do.

The girl in front of me kept calling me Gongzi, even though she looked like Xiao Yue, but I knew that she must not be Xiao Yue.

I wasn't too surprised to find out that I could communicate with her verbally, after all, so many weird and incredible things had happened, and what was that.

"Actually, Yan'er did all this to wait for Gongzi to come back, and now that Gongzi has forgotten Yan'er, then Yan'er is not afraid of life and death."

"It's better to arrange this suspicious grave than to do a fake show, so that I will never be able to live in the tomb."

The girl in front of me, who called herself Yan'er, slammed into the pillar next to her as she spoke, and in an instant I quickly pulled her back.

A trace of girl's unique body fragrance on the tip of the nose is blowing, and the beaded curtain hair ornament is more revealing of a different style, if Xiaoyue gives people the feeling of being naughty and cute.

Then the swallow girl who looks like Xiaoyue in front of her is a pearl jasper, and there is a feeling of pity that people can't help but pity.

"Look..., this jade pendant was given to me by you when you were the son."

I subconsciously took the ancient jade handed by the girl, and I found that there were two clear ancient characters engraved on it, one was Yan and the other was Luo.

Only then did I suddenly remember that the name of the owner of the tomb on the inscription was Luo Yan, which indicated that she had already married a son surnamed Luo.

And this man surnamed Luo is me?

"No, no, no... How can it be. ”

I couldn't help but take a few steps backwards and just wanted to escape, but the door of the thatched hut in front of me suddenly closed, and I couldn't push it open no matter how hard I tried.

"Woooooooooo

The cry of the swallow girl echoed in my ears behind me, and I had the courage to turn back to her and ask her what was all going on.

This time I made up a lie, saying that I had stumbled and fallen off a cliff, and I woke up and couldn't remember anything about my life.

The girl in front of me smiled after hearing this, as if she couldn't wait to talk to me about what had happened before.

The general content is really the same as the inscription in the ancient tomb, three years ago, the king of Gu Xia knew that Yan Nu had the ability to divinate and enter the palace.

The king was very annoyed when he saw her laughing at himself, but it was not easy to attack in front of the ministers.

Three years later, the unlucky king actually fulfilled his prediction, and suddenly clutched his neck and bled to death one evening night.

There is no need to explain what happened after that, everyone in the world has thought that Yan Nu is a demon girl who communicates with ghosts and gods, and his parents can't bear to let their daughter die tragically.

That's why I faked my death, hoping to deceive the eyes of the world.

"This time, Yan'er thought that she would spend the rest of her life in this hut, but she never thought that Yan'er would really wait for Gongzi to come back, and this time we don't have to deceive the world."

I asked, surprised.

"I...? But what can I do to help you? ”

"Gongzi doesn't know anything, Yan'er is born with the underworld, and if you want to lose this ability, you must choose someone to die old."

"When the melons are ripe, God will inevitably blind the world to forget about it."

Yan'er's words in front of me made me sweat coldly, and after simply returning to the room, I kept my mouth shut about the fat man, and simply fooled him.

This guy also understood that I had something unspeakable, so he didn't ask deeply.

"Have you heard that there are really people in this world who can communicate with the underworld, or is there really an underworld in the world?"

The fat man frowned slightly and said slowly.

"There really is."

"Isn't Yuan II in the ancient tomb of the Yuan Dynasty an example, he borrowed three treasures from the underworld."

"It's true to say that the underworld, so what kind of energy do we have to live."

I sighed, knowing that things would never be as simple as I thought.

The fat man lay on the bed, turned over, and then said: "When my master and his old man were still alive, he once said a detailed explanation of the underworld, but later it seems to have been denied. ”

I shook my head and said I almost forgot, this is a person in the ancient tomb, and I have to think more about anything.

When we woke up the next day, the fat man and I insisted on going to see the location of the suspicious grave.

Because of the permission of the swallow girl, the swallow did not stop the outside, and the green trees along the way exuded a unique earthy fragrance.

When I opened my eyes again, I saw the magnificent mountain thousands of years ago.