Chapter 52: The Man in the Painting

Chu Tian didn't care so much, his anger had not subsided, and he continued to read: "It's just that, it's sanctimonious." And pretending to be some elegant sword master, hypocrisy, hypocrisy. ”

"Miss, miss, don't talk about it." This time it's not Qiao'er, it's Li'er, the voice sounded from outside the door, and there was a hint of restraint in her voice in a hurry.

Chu Tian didn't say anything, and felt that something was wrong. Walked over and opened the door.

As soon as he opened the door, Chu Tian was so frightened that he closed the door.

Turning his head, he looked like he had seen a ghost. Qiao'er looked at her disdainfully, and muttered in her heart: Have you seen fewer ghosts? Thinking of it, he jumped to the door.

Chu tilted his mouth shape, and Qiao'er instantly had a ghostly expression, and swooped under the bed. Chu Tian didn't smile on his face, thinking in his heart that he was really a loyal and good cat, if he was in trouble, he would run, or because of her.

Turning his head, he gritted his teeth, opened the door, hung the crescent moon on the corner of his lips, and said, "Why did King Chen suddenly come to the Humble House?" There is a loss of welcome, and there is a loss of welcome. Come in. He opened the door.

The corners of Bai Chen's lips were disdainful, and he stepped into the door. Chu Tian glared at Lian'er fiercely, and said with his eyes: Why don't you report! Li'er looked innocent and muttered in a low voice: "I was just about to report, when I heard Miss you scolding inside." I was so scared that I didn't dare to speak. ”

Chu Tian waved his hand, closed the door, and muttered a little in his heart: This, King Chen didn't go to find Zhixi, nor did he go to the front hall to spread the word, so blatantly came directly to the courtyard of the inner room to find himself, this, a little, not in line, not in accordance with the rules.

Bai Chen sat down when he entered, one hand lightly resting on the table, holding a thin piece of paper in his hand, and the other hand hanging down. Silently, he looked up at the room, then looked down at the paper in his hand.

Chu Tian immediately walked over, stood aside and said, "I'm sorry just now, I had a quarrel with my cat." She was angry with me, and that's why I said that. You don't care about the villain. As he spoke, he poured a cup of tea for Bai Chen and accompanied him with a smiling face.

Bai Chen said: "It's okay. ”

Chu Tian breathed a sigh of relief, after all, he was a person who had lived for many years, and he was open-minded.

After saying that, Bai Chen raised his eyes and looked at Chu Tian and said, "Looking for you today, I want to ask you for help with something." ”

Chu Tian was stunned for a moment, then sat opposite Bai Chen, hesitated for a moment and said, "What's the matter?" ”

Bai Chen handed over the rice paper in his hand, Chu Tian raised his hand to take it, and looked at it fixedly.

It is a painting of a girl with slender eyes like a crescent moon, light eyebrows, a thin melon seed face, and a looming collarbone. Her hair looked a little messy, and she was as thin as a gust of wind that could blow her out of the painting, and the smile in the painting was sweet.

Indeed, I have seen mercy, April in the world.

Chu Qian pondered for a moment, raised his head and said seriously: "I don't know." ”

A barely visible smile spread to the corner of Bai Chen's lips, and said, "Use a spell to help me go back in time and see who the girl is, who is the person who painted this picture, and where she painted." ”

"Oh, I see. Good. Chu Tian agreed happily, and immediately asked, "After helping you finish reading, can I ask you a few questions?" ”

Bai Chen nodded, cherishing words like gold: "Okay." ”

Chu Tian was secretly happy, this business is good.

Chu tilted his hand and recited the mantra lightly, closing his eyes. The picture shifted to a very small room, the dark room only had a narrow window, and it was not as big as Chu Tian's face. A candle sits on a shabby table, struggling faintly in the dark.