As he walked, Ning Caichen approached Chen Chong and said with admiration: "Brother Chen, you are really the evil of the ancients, the figure of the overlord of Western Chu!" If I fly in the future, I will never forget Brother Chen's life-saving grace several times! ”

Chen Chong smiled indifferently, but noticed that in the old bookcase behind Ning Caichen, a light suddenly faintly shone through. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Treasure!

Chen Chong's heart moved.

The brilliance of that treasure is so brilliant that people can know at a glance that it is a rare treasure that is rare to see in the priceless city.

However, this is what Chen Chong's aura technique can see, and ordinary mortals can't see this light.

"Unexpectedly, Ning Caichen has such a treasure on him?"

"Brother Caichen, you don't need to repay your kindness, can you let me see the things in the old bookbox behind you?"

Ning Caichen hesitated slightly.

After a long time, he reluctantly nodded at his difficulty and said: "In this old book box, there are some books that are not easy to read, as well as pen, ink, paper and inkstone, there is nothing that cannot be read by Brother Chen." ”

He opened the bookcase.

Chen Chong looked curiously, and the bookbox was indeed full of the Four Books and Five Classics, ordinary scriptures, and pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, which were all carried by scholars every day.

But at the bottom of the bookcase, a picture scroll is pressed.

Chen Chong picked up the scroll, but noticed a trace of nervousness on Ning Caichen's face.

Chen Chong smiled.

Usually he is not a person who sees treasures, but for some reason, the moment his hand touches the scroll, it seems to be in his mind, and one after another fragments are quickly swept by, making him feel like a world away and connected by blood.

In this picture, there seems to be something that is most precious and important in life, but forgotten by him, waiting for him.

Chen Chong slowly opened the picture scroll.

Chen Chong's gaze was firmly attracted to the scroll.

This picture scroll is very different from the general calligraphy and painting, there is a peach tree painted on it, the falling flowers are colorful, a fair lady, standing under the peach tree, leaving only a beautiful back.

The lady in this painting has a swaying back, and her dress is fluttering, as if she really wants to come back to life from the painting.

Just looking at this back, it is a rare beauty in the world, and it makes people imagine this woman's eyebrows, smiling and smiling, beautiful eyes, indescribably beautiful, like the peerless appearance of a goddess.

A hand-me-down picture scroll makes people suddenly in a trance, and the gods are shaken, and their imaginations are continuous, and they want to enter into the wrong.

This painting is nothing short of extraordinary.

But none of this was enough to surprise Chen Chong so much.

What puzzled Chen Chong the most was that he only felt his mind fluttering, as if his soul was fluttering and came to this painting.

"Could it be some kind of weird thing?" Chen Chong looked down at his chest, but Shi Dangdang didn't react before he put his mind at ease.

He saw the shadow of the immortal!

The lady who made him feel familiar, but there was such a strange lady.

This lady was chanting with a familiar manran, and said slowly: "The rain is good, the years have changed, the story is far away, the peach blossoms are scattered, and the world is a thousand years." ”

Hearing this poem, Chen Chong's heart felt as if someone had pierced it!

The cuckoo cries blood, a little bit of horror!

Why?

Why am I so sad when I hear this poem?

Helplessly, the flowers fell, and the familiar Yan returned!

He had a strong intuition in his heart!

It seems that the back, once turned around, is a face that will not be forgotten in the world!

He hurried forward, trying to grasp the lady's hand.

But for some reason, the lady was ethereal and misty, and she couldn't catch it.

The lady sighed faintly: "A wisp of lonely soul, through a hundred thousand years of wind, frost and snow, just to be left by your side." ”

In Chen Chong's heart, it was as if someone had been stabbed again!

Holding hands and looking at each other's teary eyes, they were speechless and choked.

The lady's body trembled violently, and she seemed to be able to feel Chen Chong's emotions behind her, and sighed leisurely: "Who opened the picture scroll and saw each other again, the person in the dream, have you ever remembered it in your heart?" ”

Hearing this, Chen Chong was already stupid.

He obviously searched his intestines and scraped his stomach, but he couldn't remember, where had he seen these words?

He racked his brains, but all he got was a headache.

Something seemed to block his memory!

The lady moved slightly, as if she had a feeling for Chen Chong's emotion, and slowly turned her head.

Seeing that her eyebrows were picturesque, and she was about to show them in front of Chen Chong, Chen Chong suddenly felt that the stone on his chest was daring, and there was a burst of heat!

That's a reaction to a deadly demonic aura!

Chen Chong woke up suddenly.

I don't know when, he has two tears in his eyes.

Chen Chong turned to Ning Caichen and said word by word.

"What is this?"

A trace of hesitation flashed in Ning Caichen's eyes, and he was silent.

It can be seen that he cherishes this secret very much and refuses to divulge it until he is idle.

But now that Chen Chong has saved his life, he is very grateful, and his words are still in his ears, why is he embarrassed to refuse to answer?

Chen Chong smiled: "It's not difficult to force people, and it's inconvenient to say it, so you don't have to say it." ”

Ning Caichen sighed and said, "Brother Chen, please forgive me." I told you before that my ancestors had dreams, but I was actually half lying. ”

"Oh?" Chen Chong raised his eyebrows, looking at Ning Caichen with a smile.

Ning Caichen's face turned red and said: "The purpose of my coming to Beiguo County is mainly for this painting!" This painting was accidentally obtained by the ancestor, and he has been hanging it in his study. I love it, and I'm going to see it when I have nothing to do. A few days ago at noon in the study, I looked at it for a moment, and gradually fell asleep, and had a strange dream. ”

"I dreamed that the woman in this painting came to life, bowed to me, and said that her name was Nie Xiaoqian, and now she was trapped in Lanruo Temple, controlled by monsters, and begged me to go and save her."

"Really?" Chen Chong frowned, feeling a sense of loss in his heart.

It turned out that this was Nie Xiaoqian, but unfortunately, she gave her dream to Ning Caichen.

Whether it is a story or a movie, Nie Xiaoqian belongs to Ning Caichen.

But!

But in the painting, that feeling of déjà vu, what is going on?

She also said, "Ning Caichen groaned.

Chen Chong's eyes froze: "What?" ”

She also said" Ning Caichen frowned and said: "Only the man who saw this painting for the first time and could enter the painting to meet her is the person she has been waiting for!" She has been in the painting, waiting for this person for a thousand years. I haven't been waiting, and the monsters are struggling with each other, and my life is on the verge of death, so I gave my dream. ”

"Millennium!" Chen Chong's heart moved, as if extremely blurry pictures flashed in front of his eyes.

"Don't do anything! Hurry up! A face that could not be forgotten in the world, with teary eyes, finally pushed him and shouted: "I will wait for you in the painting!" Thousands of years are waiting for you! ”

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