Chapter 11 The Fluttering Painting
Lin Zhiyun took me into a silver-gray Audi sedan.
"Where are you going?"
At that moment, the car suddenly started and my body jerked up. She grabbed me: "Miss Xu, don't speak." You'll know when you get there.
She stared at me with a strange look when she spoke to me. I don't know why her eyes scared me so much. The cold hand on my shoulder made my whole body feel cold and a little numb.
I shuddered and hummed. Then he nodded.
She smiled and took the hand back from my shoulder.
It was suddenly raining lightly outside at this time, and the car was speeding down the road. After about twenty minutes, I stopped at the door of a villa.
"Miss Xu, to me. Let's get off."
The driver of the car opened the door. The rain had gradually stopped by this time. After looking around, there was nothing but this villa. And the villa is still similar to that kind of ancient architecture. I can't tell what age it is. But it must be hundreds of years old.
The color of the villa is that earthy grey. Squatting in front of our main entrance are two large black stone lions.
"W-what kind of place is this?"
She didn't answer my questions, she just let me go in with them.
This villa has two floors. After entering the villa from the main entrance, Lin Zhiyun took me directly to the second floor.
I found that this villa has one thing in common, although there are many rooms, the doors are all the same. When they arrived at a door, Lin Zhiyun stopped.
"Miss Xu, we're here."
With that, she reached out and tapped on the door three times.
"Yes, Xiao Yun?" An old voice came from within.
"Yes, father-in-law, the daughter of the person you want has brought you back."
"Well, I already know. Bring her in! ”
Lin Zhiyun hummed, and then pushed the door open.
The furnishings in the room are very simple, only a sofa, and a table of eight immortals. There is also a painting. In the painting is a white-bearded old man in a black robe and a hat. The upper half of his face was covered by the bucket above his head, and only the lower half of his face was exposed.
There is nothing here but that. So how did the sound come from here just now?
"Father-in-law, I brought you the person you are looking for."
I was taken aback because my eyes were fixed on the painting on the wall as she said this. This couldn't help but make me secretly say in my heart: "Could it be that the voice I heard outside just now was the old man in the painting?"
Just as I thought about it, the paintings on the walls were fluttering. Then there was a burst of laughter: "Okay." Xiao Yun, you did a good job in this matter. You stand aside first, and I'll say something to Miss Xu.
Lin Zhiyun took a few steps back, closed the door, and leaned aside.
"Miss Xu, please be seated."
One thing I noticed was that every time I made a sound, the painting would move. When I heard that I was asked to sit down, the painting swung towards the couch.
I walked to the front of the couch and sat down. But it really felt hard for me. It looks like a sofa, but it's like sitting on a chair. It was so cold that I was about to stand up, but my legs went numb. I don't listen to my brain at all. At the same time, one thing surprised me even more.