Chapter 490: The Man in the Painting
I stepped aside and watched the two men stand there like two statues. By this time, the man's complexion had lost its previous ruddyness, but had turned pale, and his lips had begun to turn black. That's what a dead man should look like. And the woman, with ugly scars on her head and face, was horrible to look at.
Looking at it, somehow, there was a different kind of gloom in my heart. In fact, if you don't look at the faces of these two people, just look at their figures, the two are really a match made in heaven, and I don't know why they have come to this point.
As he was out of his trance, he heard the woman say, "There is also a hat, bring it." ”
I said "oh" and went to the box over there, and sure enough, I saw a black hat in it and brought it to her. The woman took the hat, reached out and stroked it for a while, and suddenly said, "Is my handiwork good?" ”
I didn't react for a while, and I was stunned for a while, before I realized that what she said should be the workmanship of this hat, and said, "Very good." "I wonder if she made this hat herself. It's just that she's the leader of the incense burning society, and it's a little weird to make a hat.
After a while, she seemed to sigh slightly, put the hat on the man, and then carefully arranged it for him. I saw that her eyes had been fixed on the man, and without any other command, I stepped aside.
After waiting for a while, I didn't know when the woman would think of me, and I was a little depressed, so I turned around in the stone room to see the forbidden marks on the eight bronze coffins. After looking at it for a while, I felt that the brushstroke structure with some forbidden lines on it was quite similar to the prohibition in the dungeon of Tonggong.
After looking at it for a moment, he inadvertently raised his eyes and glanced in the direction of the two people. At this moment I happened to turn behind the man, and I saw him standing with his back to me, wearing a black hat and a long robe. At this moment, a great sense of familiarity suddenly arose in my heart, which made my heart beat wildly and my scalp exploded.
I only had time to shout to the woman, and without waiting for her to agree, I ran out of the dungeon with my legs and all the way back to my lodgings, and took out Qingzi's scroll of silk from my bag, and immediately rushed out of the door.
A few steps after going out, I bumped into Miss Agina, only to hear her call: "Are you back?" ”
My mind was booming, my heart was clenched, I didn't have the heart to talk to her, and a gust of wind passed by her and went straight back to the dungeon. Before he could catch his breath, he ran behind the man and opened the painting.
These two figures are so slender and straight, even the black hats they wear and the robes they wear are the same. My hand holding the silk couldn't help but tremble violently, and in an instant my heart was filled with a huge sadness, and my ears were buzzing, just thinking: "How is this good, how is this good......"
"If Qingzi found out, how sad this dead woman would be."
I looked at the man's back, I only felt that my eyes were hot, and tears couldn't help but flow, and I dripped onto the painting with a click, and hurriedly reached out to wipe it. But as soon as I finished wiping it here, another one fell.
For a moment, my mind went blank, I lost my soul, and I didn't know where I was.
I don't know how long it took, but I seemed to hear someone talking. I was so confused that I couldn't make out what the man was saying. It was only after hearing the voice sound a few more times that I woke up suddenly, only to hear the woman's hoarse and low voice pour into my ears: "What are you crying again?" ”
My mind suddenly returned to my body, and I realized that my face was already full of tears, and Qingzi's scroll was even more mottled with tears, and I made a mess. Fortunately, the material of this painting is special and it is not afraid of water immersion. I hurriedly wiped the painting with my sleeve, and when I looked up, I saw the woman looking at me.
I stretched out my sleeve and wiped my face, only to realize that my eyes were red and swollen, and said, "It's nothing." As soon as the words came out, I felt that my voice was dry and astringent.
The woman stared at me for a moment and said, "Show me the scroll." ”
Before I could reply, I saw her reach forward and gently sweep forward, and the painting silk in my palm seemed to be held by an invisible hand, and flew up in the air and fell straight into her hand.
I was horrified. When she made a move just now, I was going to avoid it, but before I could make a move, she had already done it. When he caught up with him, he saw that the woman had already taken the scroll in her hand and opened it to look at it carefully.
I saw that she didn't seem to have any malicious intent, so I was a little relieved, and I couldn't help but turn my head to look at the man again, with a beautiful face and straight eyebrows, although I couldn't see the eyes, but I could also imagine the demeanor before birth.
As he was out of his trance, he heard the woman sigh slightly. I turned my head to look at her, and saw her gaze retract from the painting, fell on me, and said, "Where did this painting come from?" ”
I don't know what the origin of this woman is, but I naturally have scruples in my heart, and I will never tell her about Cinnabar Island, only my own.
The woman looked at me, sneered, and said, "Is it yours?" ”
I nodded. The woman looked me up and down and said, "This is obviously a picture I made on Turtle Island, how did it become yours?" ”
These words sounded to my ears like a thunderclap in the night. The turtle island in her mouth is also the cinnabar island.
"You...... You ......" I looked at this woman as if I had seen a ghost.
Before my mind could settle down, I saw the woman put the painting together, shoved it into my hand, and said, "I will give it to you for the sake of seeing that you are still pleasing to the eye." ”
Before I could speak, the woman stepped forward, picked the man up by the waist, looked at me, and said, "Go out, I'm going to sleep." ”
Before I could ask, I saw the woman's figure flicker, and in an instant she appeared next to the wooden coffin, holding the man and carefully placing it in the coffin, and then jumped into it myself. By the time I chased after him, the lid had been slammed shut.
I stood by the coffin in a daze for a while, when I heard her hoarse voice faintly coming from the coffin: "Disturbed my sleep, be careful of your dog's life!" ”
I stood there for a while, and walked out of the dungeon in despair. When I returned to the room, I closed the door, sat on a chair, spread the painting on the table, glanced at the man in the painting, and then at the Qingzi with the ball head, and was confused and distraught for a while, and I didn't know where I was.
After looking at it for a while, he put away the painting, put it back in his bag, threw himself into bed, thought about it for a while, and fell into a deep sleep. It seemed that someone had come looking for me, and had knocked on the door outside, and shouted a few more times, and it sounded like Miss Agina. It's just that I didn't bother to pay attention to it at all, and I snuggled up in bed and slept in the dark.
It wasn't until the next morning that I got out of bed and pulled myself together. Qingzi's master is dead, and even the Great Luo Immortal can't get it back. The matter has come to this point, and it is useless to think about it too much, so I can only find a way not to make her too sad.
After getting up, he immediately ran to the underground palace. Yesterday it happened suddenly, and my mind was muddy, and I didn't understand a lot of things. There were many questions, and the woman had to be asked to understand them.
But when he arrived at the entrance of the underground palace, he was stopped, saying that the sect leader was resting, and no one was allowed to enter. In a hurry, I originally wanted to break in, but thinking about the woman's strange temper, I was afraid that it would backfire, so I had to retreat. I went to the small courtyard to find the second mother-in-law, and it happened that Aji was also there, brought the meal, and was talking with the second mother-in-law.
When she saw me come in, the girl snorted and snorted at me, saying, "Master, this kid is so rude." I went to ask him to eat, and he ignored him! I'm a senior sister, do I want to teach him a good lesson! ”
The second mother-in-law closed her eyes slightly, didn't look at me, and said, "Whatever you want." ”
The girl immediately raised her chin at me and said happily, "Do you hear me, you will listen to me in the future!" ”
I didn't have time to talk to her, so I stepped forward and asked about the woman. But after asking for a long time, I only knew that the surname of the leader of the incense burning club was Ru. Listening to the tone of the girl Ajina, she still thought that this sect leader was a hundred-year-old old man, and she should have no idea about the real situation. Although the second mother-in-law had seen her, she didn't know anything about the true origin of this sect leader.
I couldn't ask anything, so I could only suppress my anxious thoughts, and then accompanied my second mother-in-law to talk for a while, and returned to my room.