Chapter 5 The Box of the Threaded Flower Case
That voice resurfaced in his heart, but the big difference from before was that this time the tone was no longer low and weird, but a kind of excitement, which made Mu Xichen's blood boil!
Yin and Yang are difficult to push, and the six towns are still to the nineteenth palace, if you can reach the yin and yang principles, the world is in one palm.
At this point, the tone was raised again, and the next two sentences naturally came out smoothly, "Emperor Xuanyuan fought against Chi You, and the years of chasing the deer were endless......"
After that, he seemed to enter a magical artistic conception, and these 42 words formed a golden brush in front of him, and these words kept rotating around Mu Xichen.
Suddenly, a bright golden light flashed in front of Mu Xichen's eyes, and he opened his eyes suddenly, breaking free from that strange feeling.
"It's incredible...... Mu Xichen was unusual, instead of panicking, he sighed and spit out such a sentence lightly.
It wasn't just the murals and the carvings on the armrests that shocked him. Next, it was what made him even more deeply attracted.
A ten-square-meter study with old wooden planks on the floor, which shows how long this study has existed. Although it was well protected, there were still some marks in the corners of the walls that were rotten by wet bubbles.
"Old man......" Mu Xichen sighed, the small space was pierced at a glance, and there was no trace of anyone at all. The study is simply furnished, with an old 80s-style wooden table and a comfortable rocking chair, and nothing else.
Such a simple furnishing made Chenzi even more puzzled, why was this room so hidden so secretly?
He carefully moved his steps into the room, which gave him a sacrosanct majesty, so that he did not dare to slack off, for fear of offending everything here.
Poking his head out, Mu Xichen found that there was still a box on the desk, and the box was carved with delicate patterns, but it was difficult to figure out what was depicted.
He reverently lifted the lid of the box, and inside lay a tattered roll of parchment, a note, a delicate mahogany bracelet, and a dull black necklace.
The fat man lay bored in his chair, staring at the empty seat in a daze.
Then Jiang Xuejuan suddenly leaned over and looked at He Fatzi with her cheeks, and said suspiciously: "I said, you have been staring at that vacant seat all morning, what are you thinking?" ”
The fat man thought for a moment and frowned suspiciously, "You say...... Lao Mu didn't come to the lecture today, what kind of trouble is this! ”
"Maybe you're sick?" Jiang Xuejuan followed with suspicion.
It was just the time of the lunch break, the fat man hurriedly grabbed his mobile phone and quickly dialed a number, and turned his head to her and said, "Ask, what if there is an accident?" ”
"Old man, you're kidding me!" He was amazed that his grandfather, who had instilled him with anti-superstitious thoughts for sixteen years, actually had such a shocking mural in his house.
Unable to linger here, Mu Xichen had no choice but to reluctantly go deeper, and finding the old man was the most important and first task.
This staircase is not too deep, but the murals carved on both sides are too amazing, every time you touch the oil paint of the mural that has not faded for thousands of years, you can show the appearance of Pangu running on the road at that time; Nuwa's action of holding colorful stones to mend the sky, as well as the vicissitudes of life when Fuxi watched the sea and performed gossip......
Gradually, the corners of his eyes moistened, because he saw in his heart countless predecessors who had made sacrifices for their lives for the development of the descendants of Yan and Huang, including some mythical gods, and some heinous heroes in official history.
That voice appeared in his heart again, but the big difference from before was that the tone this time was no longer low and weird, but a kind of passion, which made Mu Xichen's blood boiling: Yin and Yang are difficult to push, Liuxiang is still to the nineteenth palace, if you can reach the Yin and Yang principle, the world is in one palm, and when you get here, the tone has improved a tone again, and the next two sentences naturally came out of the mouth "Emperor Xuanyuan fights Chi You, and the bitterness of the deer year is not ......"
After that, he seemed to enter a magical artistic conception, these 42 words formed a golden brush in front of him, these words around Mu Xichen has been spinning, suddenly, Mu Xichen appeared in front of a bright golden flash, he opened his eyes at once, from that strange feeling to break free.
"Grandpa, how much have you hidden from me!" Mu Xichen was unusual, not only did he panic, but sighed and spit out such a sentence lightly.
It wasn't just the murals and the carvings on the armrests that shocked him. Next, it was what made him even more deeply attracted. A study room of less than 10 square meters, the floor is paved with old wooden boards, which can be seen that this study has existed for a long time. Although it was well protected, there were still some marks in the corners of the walls that were rotten by wet bubbles.
"Old man......" Mu Xichen sighed, the small space was pierced at a glance, and there was no trace of anyone at all. The study is simply furnished, with an old 80s-style wooden table and a comfortable rocking chair, and nothing else. Such a simple furnishing made Chenzi even more puzzled, why was this room so hidden so secretly?
He carefully moved a little into the room, and for a point, the room gave him a sacrosanct majesty, so that he did not dare to be disrespectful in the slightest, for fear of offending everything here.
Poking his head out, Mu Xichen found that there was still a box on the desk, and the box was carved with delicate patterns, but it was difficult to figure out what was depicted. He reverently lifted the lid of the box, and inside lay a tattered roll of parchment, a note, a delicate mahogany bracelet, and a dull black necklace.
on campus.
The fat man lay bored in his chair, staring at the empty seat in a daze.
Then his tablemate Jiang Xuejuan suddenly leaned over and looked at He Fatzi with his cheeks, and said suspiciously: "I said, you have been staring at that vacant seat all morning, what are you thinking?" ”
The fat man thought for a moment and frowned suspiciously, "You say...... Dusty hasn't been coming to school for most of the day, what's the trouble! ”
"Maybe you're sick?" Jiang Xuejuan followed with suspicion.
It happened to be the lunch break, the fat man hurriedly grabbed his mobile phone and quickly dialed a number, and turned his head to her and said, "You are the most, if you are really sick, we should go to see him." ”
Mu Xichen's face was solemn, because the peach wood bracelet and the black pendant were grandpa's belongings.
I remember once I was greedy for fun, and accidentally moved the old man's pendant curiously, and the old man, who had always been peaceful, actually beat Mu Xichen.
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