Thinking so in his heart, but suddenly Ning Caichen's face showed a little shyness, scholars, they should study the way of sages, cultivate themselves, learn knowledge, refine classics, and then participate in the imperial examination, in order to use what they have to reimburse the country.

The affairs of men and women are trivial matters, and now that I am going to enter Beijing to take the exam, I don't think much about the saint's classics in my mind, and I am really stupid to be obscene!

Thinking of this, Ning Caichen sighed, and then blamed himself, and silently recited words like "five days and three provinces of my body" in his heart several times in a row.

After repeating this and reading it a few times, Ning Caichen felt that the sense of shame in his heart had calmed down a little.

"Hey, but there were also clouds in the Book of Songs, my fair lady, a gentleman, loving beauty is human nature, such as good and evil, but now I am trampling, only one mind to study in order to high school, how dare I think more about non-separation? What's more, if the people's livelihood is withering today, the Son of Heaven is blinded by traitors, and the people are in dire straits, I should put down my own affairs first and think more about the country! ”

In his heart, he talked and laughed secretly, and secretly cheered himself up, and for a while, when he thought of the people and the country, the righteousness in his heart was also awe-inspiring.

"This time, I went to Beijing to take the exam, if I am fortunate enough to be blessed by the saint and let me go to high school, then I, Ning Caichen, swear that I will do my best to ask for the lives of the people of the world, and clear the traitorous ministers for the Son of Heaven!"

And just when all the thoughts flashed in Ning Caichen's heart, it was unbelievable that he seemed to be able to see through the thoughts in Ning Caichen's heart, and the woman in the painting he was holding in his hand suddenly covered her mouth and smiled. Even Ning Caichen faintly heard a gentle chuckle in his ears, which seemed to be the laughter of a young girl from Youlan Ruogu.

But then when Ning Caichen's face was startled, he subconsciously looked at the scroll in his hand. But I didn't see anything, how could the woman in the painting have actions such as covering her mouth and smiling, and it seems to be completely no different from before.

"The woman in the painting smiled? Or am I overthinking? So much so that there are auditory hallucinations in the ears? ”

Subconsciously, Ning Caichen had such an idea in his mind, and then a trace of shame rose in his heart.

But just when he was ashamed of his blue sky and daytime hallucination woman, an empty and bright voice sounded faintly in his ears,

"Childe, don't panic. The little woman Xiaoqian has seen her son. ”

Such a voice sounded from Ning Caichen's ears, and then in the scroll in his hand, the woman really moved. Luo Yi fluttered and gave him a salute.

"Are you?!"

Suddenly encountering such a shocking change, subconsciously, Ning Caichen was naturally taken aback. I almost threw the picture scroll in my hand directly.

Fortunately, he is a talent in the court. Reading poetry and books extensively, studying Haoran righteousness, having righteousness to protect himself, and being born with a lot of courage, Ning Caichen finally barely made such a rude move, but it was inevitable that he showed a little panic in his expression.

Fortunately, Ning Caichen quickly came back to his senses, and his face regained his calmness, so that he was not noticed by the pioneers who were also resting not far away.

"You can see what's going on in my heart?! What the hell are you? It's people. Or a ghost?! ”

His eyes burned, and there was such confusion in his eyes. Reciting the holy words silently in his heart, Haoran's qi was secretly blessed, and it seemed that as long as there was little movement in the scroll in his hand, Ning Caichen would immediately summon Haoran's qi to protect his body.

"Childe doesn't have to be so alarmed, how many years have been trapped in this deep mountain, the little woman just hasn't communicated with people for a long time, it just so happened that Childe was holding a portrait of the little woman before her death, I came by the portrait, for a while, looking at Childe out of a trance, so I couldn't help but smile, and there was no malice, disturbing Childe, it's really a sin."

"If Childe is disgusted, the little girl will leave now, and Childe will just think it was just an illusion before."

It seemed that she saw Ning Caichen's vigilance, but the woman in the painting showed a look of resentment and sadness, sighed, and the faint voice that sounded in Ning Caichen's ears also had a slight sadness and desolation in it.

For a while, hearing the woman's voice, the desolation and sadness in the voice and words touched, Ning Caichen couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart, and a little pity and guilt rose, disgusted that he had just been too harsh.

Opening his mouth, Ning Caichen wanted to say something, but suddenly, thinking of the nearby Qiangluo and them, Ning Caichen hurriedly closed his mouth.

The situation in this picture scroll was strange, and he didn't want them to see it, so as not to disturb them.

In fact, at this time, although he wanted to say something, but for a while, when the words came to his mouth, Ning Caichen also found that he didn't know what to say.

In this way, there was a moment of silence.

After being silent for a while, the atmosphere became slightly awkward, but suddenly, as if thinking of something, Ning Caichen spoke again, in his heart,

"Girl, can you hear me speak in my heart? What did you mean when you said you've been stuck here for a long time? And does this portrait have anything to do with you? I wonder if the girl can tell me about it? ”

Ning Caichen said something in his heart, with anticipation, he looked at the scroll in his hand, but unfortunately, after waiting for a while, the woman on the scroll no longer moved, and the gentle voice of Youlan did not ring in his ears again.

"Is the girl gone?"

After waiting for a while, Ning Caichen asked again in his heart, but there was a slight regret and regret in his words.

But at this moment, the woman's voice sounded again,

"The little woman is a lonely soul trapped in the deep mountains, this picture scroll, back then, my father and I passed by here, he painted it for me, and the person in the painting is me."

"It's just that later, I couldn't afford to be sick here, and I died, my father buried me here, and this picture scroll was also lost, but I didn't expect that today I had the opportunity to see it in the hands of my son, I couldn't help but come out for a while, but it was also rude, and I ask my son to forgive me."

The faint voice sounded again, this time there was still a little desolation and pathos in this voice, as if remembering his own life experience, and the words were full of sadness.

Listening to the words in this voice, listening to her words about her life experience, listening to the sadness in her words, for a while, inexplicably, her voice seemed to have a strange infectiousness, Ning Caichen couldn't hold it, and he was so sad that he almost shed tears! (To be continued......)