I was astonished to see that the portrait of the general on the wall of the main hall was quite similar to mine, and when I walked to the foot of the portrait to take a closer look, I found that the figure in the painting was no different from mine, but his appearance and the armor on his body were not very harmonious. :: 3The armor is ancient and dignified, revealing an ancient atmosphere, but the characters seem a little young and immature, and they are clearly not from the same period. Seeing this, I was already a little suspicious in my heart, and stretched out my fingers to rub the drawing paper, feeling that my fingers were very delicate and smooth, as if it was a product of the modern paper industry, and I couldn't help but be even more suspicious. I also saw that the word "Shang" was engraved on the heart guard on the general's chest in the painting, which was obviously a figure of the Shang Dynasty, but I think that the paper was originally invented by Cai Lun, which was a matter of the Eastern Han Dynasty, which was 3,000 years later than the Shang Dynasty, how could the characters of the Shang Dynasty be printed on the paper? As soon as I thought of this, I knew that this painting was a forgery, so I asked Lin Xiaowan, "What are you doing making such a fake painting hanging here?" ”

Lin Xiaowan chuckled: "You can see it, it is worthy of Mr. Li Yuepu's high feet!" ”

Fan Xuanxuan listened and said, "What, this painting is fake?" "Walking under the mural, looking left and right for a while, I only felt that the general in the painting was in golden armor and golden helmet, carrying a gun and straddle a horse, very powerful, but I couldn't see any flaws.

I said, "The figure in this painting has 'Shang' printed on his chest, but the paper is a modern thing, and this flaw alone proves that it is not genuine." ”

Hearing this, Fan Xuanxuan raised her eyebrows and said in a lost voice: "Ah, that's really the case." After thinking about it, he wondered: "What is the purpose of hanging such a painting here?" As he spoke, he turned his blue eyes to look at Lin Xiaowan.

Lin Wan. Then he went to the kitchen at the back of the hall.

Fan Changlong took two sips of tea and held the teacup to his lips. I was about to speak, but I heard a knock on the door of the courtyard. raised his eyebrows and said: "I don't need my old man to waste his tongue, the narrator is here." He raised his chin and asked Fan Xiaoxiao to open the door.

I listened to the old doctor say a "narrator" unhurriedly, and said in my heart, it turned out that there were other people who knew about this, and I was curious about who the person outside the door was, so I rushed to open the door of the courtyard in front of Fan Xiaoxiao, but saw five werewolves with dark bodies and hideous faces standing outside the door in the crack of the door, and I was so shocked that I took a few steps back. But I heard the old doctor laughing loudly behind him: "Zuo Yan, don't be afraid, open the door!" ”

I listened to his voice, and suddenly remembered that when I was trapped in the forest by Panlong Lake, I was rescued by several werewolves, and I said to myself, "Could it be that the werewolves outside this door are the ones who saved me in the forest, and if so, they should be with me all the way." There was no need to be afraid, and when he thought of this, he pulled the deadbolt of the door and let the werewolves in.

The werewolves looked around. Fang Cai entered the courtyard and took off the wolf head mask with fangs, revealing his true face. The first person smiled at me and said, "Zuo Yan, do you still recognize me?" ”

I heard the man's voice familiar. took a closer look, but it was Director Deng of the Dragon City Ruins Museum. I couldn't help but be surprised.

"How...... How...... Be...... Is that you? ”

Director Deng warmly put his arm around my shoulders, walked through the flowers and trees in the courtyard, and walked towards the hall.

Fan Changlong greeted him from the hall with a smile, pulled Director Deng's hand, and said, "Old man, I haven't seen you for so many years, and you are still as majestic as you were back then!" ”

Director Deng patted his waist and said with a smile: "My marksmanship is okay." As he spoke, he raised his right hand and made a gesture of aiming with his pistol in hand.

Fan Changlong said with a smile: "It's not just okay, it should be said that the marksmanship is like a god, and a hundred steps through Yang." ”

While laughing, everyone sat down, and Director Deng said solemnly: "This time it was a fluke, and I have to thank Zuo Yan for leading those police and bandits to Panlong City." We also took a hidden move, but fortunately Zuo Yan was fine. As he spoke, he lowered his head and sighed, and put a hand on my shoulder, "Hey, it's a pity that Li ......"

That Fan Xuanxuan was careful, and hurriedly poked Director Deng's waist with his fingers. Director Deng suddenly came to his senses, hurriedly looked at him, and asked about Lin Xiaowan.

Lin Xiaowan answered loudly in the kitchen behind the hall.

When I heard Director Deng talk about Li Yan, I couldn't stop crying and hugged Yanyan, who was already asleep, in my arms.

Fan Xuanxuan walked up behind me, patted me on the shoulder, and carefully carried Yanyan into her arms.

I remembered that my wife, mother-in-law, and father-in-law's family were all killed by the gang for this heirloom jade seal, and they died, leaving only myself and Yanyan to rely on each other, and I couldn't help but grieve even more.

Fan Xuanxuan bumped my shoulder with her elbow, glared at me with apricot eyes, and then looked at Yanyan in her arms. I immediately understood what she meant, so I covered my mouth tightly with my palm, not daring to make a sound, only bleeding from my heart.

After a long time, I relieved myself and asked Director Deng about the legend of the corpse and the mystery of the mural on the hall.

Curator Deng told him the original committee one by one, and took out the badge awarded to him by the International Cultural Heritage Conservation Organization from his bosom to show me, and I realized that Director Deng, like me, is also a member of the International Cultural Heritage Conservation Organization, and the corpse forest and the portrait of the general on the wall were all arranged by my Curator Deng.

It turned out that Director Deng's full name was Deng Congfa. After I lost my memory, the International Heritage Conservation Organization could not contact me, so they sent him my photo and asked him and Lin Xiaowan to inquire about my whereabouts. Because I was knocked off the cliff by the bandits, Shen's mother was afraid that I would affect her daughter Li Yan, so she hid my whereabouts from everyone, and said that the "Panlong Returns to the Jia" written by my teacher Li Yue in the past was created before I lost my memory, and let me use this specialty to find a job in the Ancient Painting Publishing House. Therefore, Director Deng and Lin Xiaowan had no way of knowing my whereabouts, and they couldn't look for me everywhere. When I was sent to Panlong City on a business trip by the Ancient Painting Publishing House, Director Deng unexpectedly saw me, but because he received a letter of introduction from the publishing house in advance, and saw that I was stupid and stupid, and what I said was a matter of publishing, and I didn't know my true identity in the international cultural preservation organization, but I just looked like the lost Zuo Yan, and because the tomb robbers rumored that the jade seal of the country had seen the light of day, he often pretended to be a pig and ate a tiger, and he did not dare to rashly say his true identity, so as not to be victimized by traitors.

But Lin Xiaowan found an ancient painting left by Teacher Li Yuepu in my backpack, and the evidence was conclusive that I was the Zuo Yan they were looking for. So, Lin Xiaowan reminded me in secret words to recognize me. But I was at a loss. I don't know what it means at all. Lin Xiaowan then informed Director Deng of this situation. The two of them didn't know that I had lost my memory, and I didn't know the twists and turns. agreed on a plan haunted by evil ghosts, with Lin Xiaowan playing the role of a female ghost. Led me to attack him with the fighting skills of the organization to determine my true identity, but I was half frightened to death, and described the terrible situation to Minister Zheng.

Minister Zheng was introduced by Director Deng to join the cultural preservation organization, so he told Director Deng about it as a joke.

Director Deng was very worried in his heart, but Mingli was not easy to show his face. Because it was at that time, Tan Wenhu, deputy minister of security, was sitting beside him.

Director Deng knew that Lin Xiaowan would not mistake the ancient paintings, and knew that I must be Zuo Yan, but I had no choice but not to recognize Lin Xiaowan, only that I could not confirm Lin Xiaowan's true identity. deliberately concealed himself, so he invited me to Huangnigang Restaurant to drink, telling the story of Lin Xiaowan being a corpse and resurrection. - This story is a stipulated bridge for the members of the cultural preservation organization to confirm each other's identities when they meet, and the plot is fixed, and the name of the protagonist can be changed according to time and place. Since Lin Xiaowan had approached me as a female ghost, he made Lin Xiaowan the protagonist in order to meet the occasion. Ben hoped that I would pierce his diorama and reveal Lin Xiaowan's true identity, so as to recognize me. How do I believe his fabricated plot completely? He was disappointed not to say a word.

Later, Lin Xiaowan disguised herself as a woman in an ancient painting and asked me to meet at the palace ruins. hoped to take the opportunity to tell me her true identity, but the bandit policeman Guo Zhenchao noticed Lin Xiaowan's true identity and rushed out from under the embankment of Panlong Lake to arrest Lin Xiaowan. Lin Xiaowan had no choice but to flee in a hurry.

Director Deng found me attracted by the legendary story of Lin Xiaowan that he told. Go to the courtyard mountain villa area to find Lin Xiaowan's home. Because her family was originally a secret base of the International Cultural Protection Organization in Panlong City, it was not actually her husband's private property. She was assigned to do organizational work here. I have visited several times in the past. Director Deng wanted to use this base to talk to me. Reveal each other's identities in order to restart the seal search plan. Therefore, I asked Lin Xiaowan to put on the general's armor the bust of me issued to him by the Cultural Protection Organization, print a painting, hang it in the central hall, and make a plaque of "Zuofu" to hang on the courtyard gate, so that I can no longer doubt their identities and recognize each other after seeing them. However, I only visited the houses at the foot of the mountain, and I never found the house of Lin Xiaowan in the middle of the mountain, so I have not seen this painting until now.

Subsequently, Tan Wenhu revealed his true face as a gangster, broke into my room in the middle of the night, knocked me unconscious, and robbed me of the ancient paintings in my bag. Fortunately, Lin Xiaowan secretly protected and discovered Tan Wenhu's conspiracy, and at the critical moment, she put on a werewolf hood and pushed Tan Wenhu downstairs to protect the ancient painting. The place where the seals were hidden in the ancient paintings was not known to the traitors.

Later, Guo Zhenchao and Yin Wenbin met me in the security department, and in order to frame me, they said that I had a brain problem and that I was a neuropath, and asked Director Deng to send someone to send me back to the publishing house. Curator Deng was reminded by their words and suspected that my brain had been injured and I had lost my memory of the past, so he sent Lin Xiaowan to board the plane with me, and sent Minister Zheng to protect me secretly. The plane encountered a strong thunderstorm and made an emergency landing. Director Deng talked to Fan Changlong on the phone and asked Fan Changlong to send his daughter Fan Xuanxuan to the hospital to save me. Fan Changlong knew that Xuan Xuan and I were college classmates, so he asked Fan Xuan Xuan to transfer me to her mental hospital, and after that, I escaped from the madhouse, accidentally entered the hell fighting field, and died in Golden Town.

I listened to Director Deng's narration of the causes and consequences, and then looked at the flawed general painting on the wall, only to know that it hid everyone's good intentions, and said in my heart, fortunately, everyone did not give up, so I was able to be myself again, and quickly got up and bowed to everyone to thank me.

Everyone humbled up, ate, and sat idly for a while, and when it was evening, the lights of each house in the courtyard and mountain were lit one after another, and everyone got up to say goodbye.

Because I had nowhere to go in this Dajiang City, I stayed at Lin Xiaowan's house that night.

The next day, as soon as the sky was bright, I took Yanyan with me, said goodbye to Lin Xiaowan, and went to Jiangtan Park to burn paper to commemorate Li Yan. When she arrived at the riverside, Yan Yan knew that her mother was dead, and she cried loudly. I squatted down and took him into my arms, I wanted to say some comforting words, but I couldn't find half a word left and right, remembering the love with Li Yan and his wife in the past, you and me, but now it is separated by yin and yang, people and ghosts have different paths, I can't help but cry tears, I can't help but sit on the beach, hug Yanyan, and let out a sad voice. When the tears dried up, he turned to look at Yanyan, his sleepy eyes were hazy, and he thought that he was tired of crying, so he held him in his arms and let him sleep.

I took out the incense wax paper candle and lit it, the candle started to spark with the river wind, and there were pieces of fire paper like butterflies flying to the heart of the river and passing away with the water. Yanyan suddenly wrenched herself from her arms and said, "I'll kowtow to my mother." He fell on the ground and kowtowed to Jiang Xin for more than a dozen times before he fell asleep in my arms again.

I watched the child's face stained with tears, and while reaching out to wipe it off, I couldn't stop my eyes from crying, and I only said in my heart, Li Yan, farewell, let's go back to Golden Town, and come to see you later. Stand up, turn and stride. I never thought that these days I was running for my life, I couldn't eat, I couldn't sleep, I was weak and weak, and I was holding a child weighing dozens of pounds, my body shook and I planted it on the sand, fortunately, someone supported me from the side, and when I looked up, it was Fan Xuanxuan, and I asked weakly: "Why are you here?" ”

Xuanxuan took Yanyan into her arms, kissed him lightly on the cheek, and said, "I'll go back with you." ”

"Huh? How...... You ...... "I don't believe in my ears."

Xuanxuan turned around and walked to the river embankment and said, "You are rough, you can't take the child well, I don't worry." For the rest of my life, let Yanyan follow me. ”

I was stunned and said, "I'...... I'll go back to Goldtown. ”

Xuanxuan turned around, frowned, and said, "Yes, go back to Golden Town, there are still a bunch of children waiting for us, let's go!" ”

I was surprised, "What other kids?" ”

Xuan Xuan was surprised: "Those children in the orphanage, what's the matter, Shen's mother has passed away, do you want to leave it alone?" ”

I hurriedly nodded: "Tube, I manage, I must manage!" ”

(End of the book) (To be continued.) )u