Speaking of which, Yeyan always felt that there was an important detail that he had overlooked. Slowly moved to the side of the bed, on the wall, the painting hung quietly, no movement, two men in fancy clothes sat in the pavilion by the stream to play a game, one has reached middle age but is still handsome, he must have been a beautiful man when he was young, the corners of his mouth are slightly raised, holding a wine glass, and his expression is calm.

The young man sitting opposite him was undecided, his brows were furrowed, and he did not take the next move. In the fenced yard, a beautiful woman walked out with a smile on her eyebrows and eyes, her eyes full of tenderness, and the wooden plate in her hand was filled with freshly washed vegetables and fruits.

Not far away, a little girl laughed loudly, barefoot, stepping on the crystal clear stream, three or two small fish calmly swam at her feet, the stream just reached her ankles, and the colorful pebbles lay quietly, shining in the sun.

Suddenly, Ye Yan was shocked, gasped, and stared at a place, on the little girl's arm, there was a small pattern, it was the strange sandalwood mirror, although it only took up a small point on the arm, but it was enough to make Ye Yan feel weird, and instantly felt a little dizzy, it seemed that something was slowly growing.

He pinched his arm with his hand until his arm was bruised, and Yeyan regained his senses. I simply didn't look at it, put the jade pendant into the brocade box, and at the moment when Yeyan put it in the dark grid, I found that something was wrong, and the back of my hand touched a concave small grid, since it was in my bedroom, and the location was set secret, I thought it should be no big problem, and my fingers pressed lightly,

"Bang" sounded softly, the bookshelves on the side spread out to both sides, and a secret passage for three people to walk together appeared in front of them, the simple and thick bluestone slabs were paved with a flat pavement, and the two walls were uneven, which should be carved with sharp weapons.

He turned around and took a candle, and walked slowly by the faint light, and after about a quarter of an hour, he finally saw a glimmer of light.

Ahead, a wooden door appeared, and sunlight squeezed in through the crack. The door is unlocked, and when it is opened, there is a spring color in front of you, and all kinds of exotic plants are planted all over the garden, and the fragrance is overflowing.

Rockery and strange stones, a small stream meanders straight into the garden, the water is murmuring, but on both sides are flowers blooming, butterflies fluttering, like a dream, as if in a fantasy that is also false and true.

Walking on the path, I suddenly felt that there was a sight to cast, on the other side of the stream, a young man sat quietly in the pavilion, a seat in white clothes is better than snow, warm as jade, such as a touch of coolness blown in the sultry summer, like a white lotus living alone in the competition for flowers.