When Qiao Ke'er opened her eyes, she saw a desolate meadow, the white moonlight was shining down, and the surroundings were a little gloomy.

"What are you bringing me here for?" Qiao Ke'er looked around nervously, fortunately there was no deserted graveyard, and there was already a shadow in her heart.

"I ...... I'm telling you, don't think you can do whatever you want in the middle of nowhere. Qiao Keer looked at him defensively. I'm so fierce that I'm scared of myself, don't mess around! ”

Li Yanyuan raised his eyes and glanced at her, and spit out two words lightly. "Get out of the car."

He pulled the car door and walked down, and a cold wind poured into the car, and Qiao Keer shivered.

What the hell is this place? It's so cold......

Qiao Keer hesitated for a moment before pulling the car door and walking down.

"Hey, where the hell are you taking me?" Qiao Keer looked around, wrapped his coat tightly and hurried to follow his footsteps. "Li Yanyuan, you go slowly......"

Walking along a dirt path, through a small forest, there was a wide clearing.

"This is ......" Qiao Ke'er looked at the small earthen house not far away in surprise, and there was a fish pond next to the earthen house. There are mountains and rivers, just like the scene in a painting.

"Go first." Li Yanyuan didn't explain anything, and walked straight forward.

With a "s......queak", the old wooden door opened.

An old man with gray hair came out of it with a cane, followed by a fat black cat, like the worldly master described in it.

"Here, let's sit down first." The old man leaned slightly and let them in.

The earthen house is small, but it is very neatly cleaned, and there is a faint smell of sandalwood in the house.

Qiao Ke'er looked around curiously, her eyes attracted by the bull's head mask on the wall. The horns are carved with strange patterns, like a kind of writing, and some are familiar......

That's right!

She suddenly remembered that the handwritten book that Li Yanyuan had asked her to memorize before, the handwriting on it was very similar to the handwriting on the horns.

Could it be that the old man wrote that handwritten book?

The old man stared at Qiao Ke'er for a few seconds, and called Li Yanyuan aside, not knowing what to say.

Qiao Keer also looked at everything in the house curiously, there were so many new things here, she had never seen them.

There are several calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall, which are supposed to be made by the old man, and there are many brushes on the table.

Qiao Keer looked around, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a special brush on the shelf next to her. The brush is wrapped with gold threads, and the tip of the pen seems to have a faint golden light......

She was about to take a closer look when her right hand accidentally touched the carving knife on the side of the table. There was a tingling pain on the back of his hand, and a shallow wound was cut through the skin, and a few drops of blood came out.

Qiao Ke'er looked down at the blood beads on her hand and was stunned for a few seconds.

I don't know why, the faint smell of blood in the air, she actually thinks it smells unusually good.

"What's wrong?" Li Yanyuan walked in and saw that she was stunned.

"It's okay, it's okay......" Qiao Keer shook her head, took out a tissue from her bag, and wiped the blood beads off the back of her hand.

Li Yanyuan grabbed her wrist and frowned when he saw the wound on her hand. "Why was it so careless?"

Qiao Keer looked up at him, smiled and said, "It's okay, it was scratched."

"Meow~" The black cat raised by the old man suddenly jumped down from the beam, and Qiao Keer was startled.

"Little girl, don't mess around." The old man walked in from outside the door with a white porcelain bowl.

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