Chapter 1 The Secret of the Old Song Family
When Uncle Kong heard me say this, he couldn't help but analyze: "Qingnian, you are right, this portrait of the princess of the Ming Dynasty has been enshrined by the ancestors of the Song family for generations, and after three or four hundred years of ups and downs, it can still be preserved as before, which is incredible!" Why did their ancestor cherish this painting so much? Why was that painting used to be 'ghost-faced'? What secrets is the Song family hiding? Alas...... It's a pity that Old Man Song is not here, if his old man is at home, maybe things won't be so tricky! ”
Dahai said: "When I saw that painting when I was a child, I thought it was commonplace, because my grandfather always locked and locked up precious paintings, but this painting was hung on the wall openly, inconspicuous! ”
"By the way, the sea, you said that you and Xiaoyu have only seen that painting once? Then don't you usually go to the incense hall to worship your ancestors and offer incense? Uncle Kong asked. Please search () to see the most complete! The fastest update
"Oh, you outsiders don't know, the old Song family has a rule, only if an elder in the family dies, we can enter the incense hall once, on weekdays, only married juniors are allowed to enter and leave the incense hall to worship ancestors or something. My sister and I are only eighteen or nineteen years old, let alone getting married, we don't even have a partner, of course we can't enter the incense! We only ...... when we were very young when my grandmother died," the sea said.
But before the sea finished speaking, I suddenly found a problem! That's the time! According to Xiaoyu, her grandmother was gone when his grandfather returned from Muzi Village, not to mention Xiaoyu and the sea at that time, even Xiaoyu's father should still be a baby, right? Because when Brother Song went to Muzi Village, his daughter-in-law was already pregnant! But later Xiaoyu said that her father was an old man, and she was an old woman......
"The sea," I interrupted, "you wait! I have a question, it may be a little disrespectful, and I hope you don't blame me! ”
"It's okay, Brother Qingnian, just ask any questions you have, I will tell you!"
"Xiaoyu's grandmother, oh, that's your grandmother, when her old man died...... How old are you? ”
Who knew that the sea suddenly became fragmented, changed the topic and said: "By the way, you wait a minute, I suddenly remembered that the chef in the kitchen was still cooking, so I will go and see if the meal is ready...... "I ran away in a panic as he said that!
Uncle Kong shook his head and said, "I don't know if you remember, Xiaoyu also looked strange when she talked about her grandmother's death by the pool!" ”
"That's weird! In terms of time, when Xiaoyu's grandmother died, her grandfather had just returned from Muzi Village! At that time, Xiaoyu's father was at most an infant baby, where did Xiaoyu and the sea come from? This is too different from the time of incense that the sea said, right? I said.
"But Xiaoyu is asleep now, and the sea is silent, it seems that we can only go to the princess's tomb as soon as possible to find clues!" Uncle Kong said.
After listening to Uncle Kong, Wu Qian stood up and walked out.
"Wu Qian!" I called out to her.
She stopped, but didn't bother to look back at me.
"Where are you going?"
"Go to Luofeng Village and save your Princess Xiaoyu." She replied coldly.
I looked at Uncle Kong, who nodded and said, "I've packed my things and I'm ready to go!" In addition, Jiang Yansan and Zhang Dali have already made more than ten phone calls to urge. ”
All kinds of things that happened during this time seem to point to one place, that is-Luofeng Village!
I thought that Xiaoyu suddenly became a living dead, and I felt uncomfortable, although what Wu Qian said was a little sour, but I can't tell what my feelings for Xiaoyu are now, but there is one thing, that is, I must find the secret behind this painting to save her! And that secret is very likely to be hidden in the tomb of Princess Dening!
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