The next day, I received a phone call from Pi Nanshan, asking me to go to Jieling's house immediately. I asked what was going on, and he said impatiently, "You'll know when you come."

I simply washed up and prepared to go out, weighing the porcelain bottle containing purple gold frost, I really didn't feel at ease to put it at home, it was better to carry it with me. Just as I was about to go out, the phone rang again, and when I picked it up, it was actually Li Yang calling.

Li Yang is Li Damin's cousin, and he has dealt with him a few times, but he has no deep friendship, and he usually has no contacts. When I called suddenly, I was a little hesitant and didn't know what was going on.

After answering, Li Yang only said one sentence, I have already gone outside the community, come here.

Hung up the phone as he spoke. I looked at my watch, it was only seven o'clock in the morning, what did he mean when he came early in the morning?

I packed up and went out, it was really cold outside, it was really late autumn. In the cold breeze, I shivered to the gate of the community, and saw Li Yang sitting in the car, rolling down the window and smoking.

When I came to the car, Li Yang said, "Lin Cong, I am here on a commission." ”

"Fiduciary? Entrusted by whom? "I wondered.

Li Yang spat out a puff of smoke rings, popped the cigarette butt out of the car window, and then leaned over to take out something at the front desk of the car. It is a silk scroll, about the size of an adult's palm. The surface is yellow, it's been a few years, I don't know if it's made like this on purpose, and the middle of the scroll is wrapped with a white ribbon.

"It was given to you by Li Damin." Li Yang said.

"Ahh I was taken aback and quickly asked, "Where is he?" ”

"His location is a secret," Li Yang said, "and he entrusted me to hand over this thing to you, and told me that this thing is not big, but you can carry it with you and observe it from time to time, and there is a deep meaning in it." ”

I froze there. Li Yang waved his hand at me, stepped on the accelerator, didn't say a word, and drove away.

I stood there for a while, and was blown back to my senses by the cold wind, and I wanted to open the scroll on the spot, but I was afraid that my hands would freeze and I would not obey the call, so I quickly found a small supermarket and got into it. My hands warmed up a little, and I untied the white ribbon and slowly unfolded the small scroll.

Because it is silky, it is tough to the touch and much stronger than paper.

This is a painting, which depicts the ancient landscape, the lake and the mountains, the smoke and waves are vast, but there is a kind of atmosphere. When I saw this painting, my first reaction turned out to be the ancient text "The Story of Yueyang Tower", which felt very similar.

Now is not the time to take a closer look, the place is not right and the time is not right, I can only glance at it in a hurry, I really can't see any clues, hurry up and close it. The small scroll is very easy to pick up, and Li Damin really thinks about me, maybe he wants me to carry it with him when he paints.

I tucked the painting into the inner pocket of my leather jacket, just the right size and size. Now the time is urgent, and I have to go to the bell house. I took a taxi on the street and worked hard to understand the Lingjia community in one go.

Knocking on the door upstairs, it was opened by Pinan Mountain, he was not too cold on a cold day, wearing a big vest with slippers under it, wearing black gloves on his right hand, and his hand hanging to the side, it seemed that he was completely wasted.

He said hello to me and led me through the door. There were a few people sitting in the living room, it was Xie Ling, Zhang Nanhua and Zhao Xiaowen.

Xie Ling said: "Everyone is here, so let's start." He briefly introduced: "I said that there is another way to find Li Damin, and even find the puppeteer and the night sky, and this method falls on Xiaowen." ”

Zhao Xiaowen's outfit has changed, her grandmother's gray hair, her lips are pierced with white spikes, and she has a set of black clothes all over her body, making her look like a goth girl, and her eyes are just looking at the ground, expressionless.

Xie Ling asked: "Do you know why you want to attack Xiaowen at night, and even kill her?" ”

Pi Nanshan coughed and said, "Let me tell you, is Xiaowen also going to create a landscape?" coincides with the magic power of the night sky, and one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers. ”

Xie Ling nodded: "Yes, in this sense, Zhao Xiaowen not only knows how to create the environment, but also has a very strong talent." He looked at us and said slowly, "That's to perceive the future." Xiaowen promised me to use this magic power again to help us spy on the future. ”

Zhao Xiaowen raised her head, there was no look in her eyes, "Jieling, I promise you this time." However, after today, we will break off diplomatic relations. ”

Xie Ling looked at her intently.

"I know, you never liked me," Zhao Xiaowen said in a cold tone: "I am a tool in your eyes, and you never look for me when you are fine." ”

Xie Ling didn't say anything and hung his head, and only said after a while: "Xiaowen, I really don't have that strong feeling for you, and I can't force this, but you must know that I am your friend." ”

"I don't need to." Zhao Xiaowen raised her voice, pointed at a few of us and said, "This is the last time!" I am also benevolent and righteous, so that I can get together and disperse! Don't go to me in the future, I won't come here, it doesn't matter to you whether I live or die. ”

Xie Ling was silent, the atmosphere was very cold, and Pi Nanshan cleared his throat: "Okay, respect your opinion." But old girl, others are other people, I am me, and I will always be your brother in Nanshan. ”

Zhao Xiaowen smiled, the expression on her face was desperate. She stood up and said, I'll go get ready and come out in a moment. Then he went into the back room.

It didn't take long, and when she came out again, she was holding a large stack of A4 printer paper and a pencil. Zhao Xiaowen sat at the table, put the paper on the table, then took out the first piece of paper, and grabbed the pen with her right hand.

She took a deep breath and slowly closed her eyes, watching quietly without anyone speaking. Except for me, these people present are all Dao Fa people, veterans of a hundred battles, and they are all watching intently.

After waiting for a while, can there be five minutes, when I was extremely anxious, Zhao Xiaowen suddenly opened her eyes.

There was no black part in her eyes, they were all white, like a cataract covering her eyes, which looked extremely terrifying.

The pen in her hand began to move, and the paper was drawn with unconscious lines, and the tip of the pen kept turning in circles, forming a pattern that looked very messy, but with the increase and interlacing of lines, it actually formed a spiral maze like an abyss.

Xie Ling said in a deep voice: "Xiaowen, help us see if we can find Li Damin and Xiaoxue." ”

The tip of the pen slides and is drawn on the paper, and because there are already a lot of messy lines, the lines that have been added are overlapping on top of it, and it is impossible to understand what is being drawn.

Xie Ling quickly removed the original paper and replaced it with a new one.

Zhao Xiaowen didn't seem to know anything, she was just drawing, everything around her had nothing to do with her, she seemed to have entered some kind of extremely deep state.

At this time, the lines on the paper become more and more complex, and the patterns formed become more and more clear. Zhang Nanhua and Pi Nanshan stood up and gathered around the table to watch, and I also hurried over, my heart was pounding, where is Li Damin.

What appeared on the paper turned out to be a temple, which seemed to be small in scale, with wall tiles flying beams and eaves, and a string of wind chimes hanging under the eaves, each of which was delicate and exquisite, vivid. And these wind chimes are all swinging, either to the left or to the right, as if a gust of wind is blowing on the painting.

Pi Nanshan gasped, "What kind of temple is this?" Li Damin has entered the mountain? ”

Zhang Nanhua was also extremely shocked, and muttered: "This temple has never been seen before, it seems to be a Song Dynasty style building, but there are only a handful of Song Dynasty buildings preserved in China." ”

"It can be imitated," said Pinanshan, "didn't we recently build a hot spring villa in the suburbs of the city that imitated the Tang Dynasty." ”

"Imitation is imitation, the original is the original, the weather is different," Zhang Nanhua said: "The law of the Tang Dynasty, the Shangyi of the Song Dynasty, the feeling in this is completely impossible for modern people to simulate." ”

Pi Nanshan raised his voice: "Could it be that Li Goumin took the little snow girl to the Song Dynasty?" ”

Xie Ling glared at him, made a silent gesture, and motioned to shut up.

Pi Nanshan snorted and stopped talking.

The pattern of Zhao Xiaowen's pen is becoming clearer and clearer, we see that there are two people in the main hall of this temple, one is Li Damin, who is standing with his hands tied and looking at the Buddha statue inside, and there is a woman next to him kneeling on the ground, tied with a rope on her body, like a wronged little daughter-in-law. This woman is none other than Xiaoxue.

When Zhang Nanhua saw this scene, his two hands suddenly clenched, creaked, and his two eyebrows were deeply condensed together, shocked, angry and confused.

When the painting was finished, Zhao Xiaowen's hand stopped. In other words, that's the end of the problem of unraveling. Xie Ling asked where Li Damin and Xiaoxue were, and they were clearly in this temple.

Xie Ling thought for a while and asked, "Xiaowen, what does Li Damin mean by kidnapping Xiaoxue." ”

Zhao Xiaowen's hand got up, Xie Ling handed over a blank new piece of paper, and Zhao Xiaowen drew it. The style of painting has changed, the background is heavily blackened, and the figure in the middle is left blank.

I was dumbfounded, this level is so high, I rarely see this kind of painting.

The blank characters are not rough, but the surrounding lines are smooth, and the expressions and movements of the characters are lifelike.

The painting is a secret room, there is nothing, just a stone table in the middle of the ground, Xiaoxue is lying on the table, her hands are locked above her head with belts, and her expression is extremely painful, even to the point of hideousness. Her face was covered with beads of sweat, her legs were propped, and she should be giving birth to a baby.