The room was dark and silent, hadn't he come back yet? I wanted to go over there to have a look, but my body didn't even have the slightest idea of moving, and my mind was still stuck in that dream. Leaving aside the final scene for a moment, what I had seen before that was both within the established realm of thought, but beyond the realm of ideas. What was established was that the city wall and the stone gate were exactly the same as what Gu Xi and I saw in the space under Brin Town, and beyond was the place that should have been barren and empty, but in the dream there were many more antique buildings.

Whether the dream was real or not, I was thinking about the question: Could it have been that the siege wasn't underground long ago? This idea may not be reasonable, but it spreads in my mind, and the more I think about it, the more I think it is possible, and even I have the idea of drawing that dream.

Get up, turn on the light, find the easel, open the painting tools you just bought, spread the blank paper, and paint as you say.

But when I picked up the pen, I didn't know where to start, and even found that the picture in my head was fading, so I didn't dare to hesitate to draw as much as I could remember. As the minutes ticked by, my hand stopped when all the scenes in my mind vanished.

Looking at the ...... on a blank piece of paper The remnants of the painting have a very unreal feeling.

The reason why it is called a remnant painting is because I only painted the upper part of the drawing paper, the alleys, the houses, and the blue bricks inside the stone gates of the city wall. I thought about it, and there are two scenes that I will never forget, one is the back of standing in front of the city wall, and the other is the foot behind my back in the depths of the alley. It's just that the back is blurred and can only be replaced by shadow lines, but the feet are clear and quickly outlined.

As soon as I looked down, I saw that the foot I had just drawn was standing behind the side, stepping on the military boots.

I turned around in astonishment, and suddenly I realized that it was already dawn, and the person who had disappeared all night was standing beside me and his eyes fell on my drawing paper.

I didn't feel weird and scared, I just felt like I was caught. In particular, Gu Xi raised his finger at the painting with a single knife and asked, "You are painting me?" ”

I want to deny it, but the military boots that are exactly the same as those on his feet are too iconic.

So Gu Xi's next question was: "What is this painting?" He had a pair of eyes that could not be sharper, and I believed that the city wall and the stone gate could not escape his eyes, and after deliberation, I replied truthfully: "Draw dreams." ”

"Dreams?" Gu Xi's gaze finally shifted from the painting to my face.

I told him about the dream, I don't remember the dream, but the process of the dream is still clear. He listened silently, and it wasn't until I finally pointed to the corner of the corner and whispered that I looked back to see the feet, and his eyebrows lifted slightly.

He pointed to the shadow in front of the wall, "This is the postman you are talking about?" ”

"Well, I can't remember his silhouette at all, I've dreamed of this vague figure once before, but then I forgot it when I woke up. If it weren't for the last impression this time, I might have forgotten this dream when I woke up. "This is actually not surprising, when people wake up, the brain may still stay in the dream and do not come out, but once you are really awake, the dream will be quickly forgotten, so most people don't remember what dreams they have had, and occasionally remember it because they were impressed, but this memory will not be kept for too long.

Usually we will say that yesterday I had a dream, but few people will say that I had a dream a month ago. I can remember the nightmare because it kept repeating. But recently, it's like two dreams in Brynntown, and they only remember it when they wake up at that time, and forget it afterwards, and remember it again in this dream tonight.

The human brain is very strange, maybe its thinking pattern in the dream is different from reality, so it can remember the previous dream in the dream, but forget it outside the dream.

Gu Xi pondered for a moment and said, "Based on this scene alone, do you know what dynasty you are painting the buildings of?" ”

I shook my head, not too familiar with the historic building.

I only heard Gu Feng whisper: "Qin Feng." ”

I was slightly stunned, a little suspicious of my ears, "You mean that the house on this painting is from the Qin Dynasty?" If the dream is true, is the siege from the Qin Dynasty? ”

"History is not based on style, the Qin style has been admired throughout the ages, and it is very common for later generations to imitate the architecture of the Qin period."

"What do you need to look at to tell the age?"

Gu Xi: "Take the texture." ”

"I'm painting a ......"

Before I finished speaking, I saw him shake his head, "Appreciation of the past is to look, smell, touch, and cut, not to mention that what you are drawing now is only a sketch, even if you sketch the color, it is impossible to identify its year by drawing alone." ”

Hearing him say this, he knew that he was right, and when his eyes crossed the drawing paper, his eyes lit up, and he pointed to the city wall and the stone gate and asked, "You should have seen and touched this." Unexpectedly, he glanced at me sideways, and threw a sentence without being salty: "Are you testing my geology?" ”

Before I could react, I heard him say again: "Eastern China was dominated by metamorphic rocks before the Cambrian, various sedimentary rocks were dominated in the Paleozoic, and igneous rocks were dominated in the Yanshan period. Now do you think a stone can identify a dynasty? ”

Well, China is only 5,000 years old, and the formation of stones has been accumulated for 10,000 years. It's because I'm so anxious that I don't think about it at all, and I'm always a little embarrassed when I'm disappointed. So I wanted to avoid his gaze, but at the moment I rolled my eyes, I seemed to see a faint smile in his eyes, and suddenly I thought of something.

When Gu Xi reversed the situation and restrained Xie Xiaoqin under the sacrificial plate, he once said that she was uneducated, because Zhang Daqian's "Songshan Wonderland" that I compiled indiscriminately was only from the last century, and he was sure that the siege was at least a thousand years ago.

That is to say, there must have been something that made him identify the age, which he deliberately did not say.

With such a clue, I quickly found a breakthrough after thinking about it, and I also learned from him and said: "A stone naturally can't identify the age, but a stone that has been polished or even carved shouldn't be difficult for you." ”

Gu Xi pulled the corners of his lips and smiled: "Now you have learned to ponder my mind?" ”

"Do you say it or not?"

He reached out and patted me on the head, "Go get me something to eat." ”

I glared, this man actually sat on the couch like an old man. After a few seconds, I had to grit my teeth and ask, "What do you want to eat?" He tilted his legs on the coffee table and said nonchalantly, "You look at it." ”

Looking at it? That's the hardest thing to do. This person's mouth is tricky, and he can adapt to all kinds of environments, but if you want to say casual, it is definitely not his Guxi label. Yesterday I bought a box of Argentine red shrimp in the fresh supermarket, and I seemed to have seen him like to eat shrimp, so I went into the kitchen and took a few prawns out to thaw them first, then marinated them with condiments and fried them in the pan for two minutes. I originally wanted to boil porridge, but I thought that Gu Xi's patience couldn't wait, so he heated the milk and fried two slices of shredded silk and served it out directly.

But I was only busy for more than ten minutes, and when I came out again, I saw Gu Xi already lying there with his eyes closed.

I put down the plate and approached, which was asleep? But as soon as he walked to him, he saw his long arm stretched out, and he was suddenly pulled and fell on him, and his waist was controlled. Frustrated, he glared at him, "Didn't you say you wanted to eat?" Still not up to eat? ”

He didn't open his eyes either, but said lazily, "Tell me what you did." ”

"Shrimp, milk, silk."

He commented: "It's not satisfactory. Forget it, let me tell you, your thinking is indeed right, and the age of the stone tool must be determined from its craftsmanship. However, even if the age is identified, it cannot be used as a basis for judgment. ”

I was stunned, and I didn't struggle anymore and lay on him and asked, "Why?" ”

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and starry eyes fell on my face, "Because different stone tools are in different ages. The stone gate is a relief pattern, from the craftsmanship and carving techniques are at least a thousand years ago, and the gossip and inscription at the bottom of the stone plate attached to the old tree are from the Qin Dynasty two thousand years ago. ”

My eyes lit up, Qin Dynasty! Just now he also said that the building I painted is Qin Feng, which is related to the Qin Dynasty again, does this represent...... Before I could think about it deeply, Gu Xi had insight into my thoughts and lightly vetoed: "A stone tool of the Qin Dynasty is used as a sacrificial plate, as long as those who have the ability can do it later, it doesn't mean anything." On the contrary, the reliefs on the stone gate and the fortification of the ancient city wall show more that the siege should have been built," he paused, and spat out a word: "Song." ”

Surname? Isn't that more than a thousand years separated from the Qin Dynasty? Why are there two stone tools with such a big difference between dynasties in one space? As soon as the question came out, I had my own answer, because there was only one solution to this answer: that is, the people of the Song Dynasty obtained this stone plate of the Qin Dynasty, and then built a siege in Bulin Town and laid down the Qimen Dunjia Array.

The purpose is unknown.

Before today, I might have thought that the meaning of the existence of the siege was the secret within the walls, but when I had this dream, I was not sure. If the dream is real, then it has been on the surface of the earth, and the walls are exposed, so how can it be kept secret?

After thinking for a while, I couldn't figure it out and raised my eyes to look at Gu Xi, wanting to ask his opinion, but it can be seen that his eyes were closed again, and after the long eyelashes covered his pupils, there were fewer perverse and wanton people, and the whole person seemed to have become softer. The palm around his waist seemed to be loosely locked, but like his character, he swore sovereignty domineeringly, daring to promise that if I tried to get up, he would wake up and lock me tighter.

Whether he was really asleep or not, I smelled the soft breath in his arms and chose to lie quietly on him.

At this moment, the world is quiet.