Sima Yuan entered the painting studio and saw that Miss Cai Er was already there, as Cai Yong's daughter and Cai Yan's sister, Cai Liji's appreciation level was very high, several floors high.

Cai Liji was looking at a landscape painting that seemed to be from the Spring and Autumn Period, shaking her head while looking at it, and said to herself, "It's a little windy, but it's a pity that there is less heat." ”

Walking to another picture, Cai Liji frowned, "Hey, the painting is good, but it's a pity, the details determine success or failure, and the attitude determines the height." ”

At this time, a young man in the store walked out, his eyebrows crossed, "Why do you say that this painting is not good?" The young man pointed to a picture of a fierce beast pounced on food that Cai Liji looked down on.

Cai Liji looked at the middle-aged man beside the man, this middle-aged man is the boss here, "Miss Cai Er, this is Gu Zhe, the only son of Gu Xiancheng, the leader of the Donglin Party of the Ming Kingdom, and he bought this painting." ”

"Oh, it turned out to be a loser. Cai Liji didn't wait for Gu Zhe to speak again, and said directly, "The rabbit in the picture is standing by the river, with its ears set up, and it looks at the surrounding environment alertly, vividly. The tiger that wants to prey hides in the grass, and the wind blows up the hair but still looks at it, and the expression is in place, which is a masterpiece, but it's a pity. ”

"But teach me. Gu Zhe heard Cai Liji say the same as he could see, and felt that there was some truth and put away his anger.

"The key is this wind, from the direction of the beard and the haystack, the tiger is upwind, and the rabbit is naturally downwind. Speaking of this, Cai Liji smiled slightly, looked back at Sima Yuan standing in the crowd, and then turned around and walked out.

Sima Yuan thought about it and understood that fierce beasts would not hunt in the upwind port, and the strong body odor would remind the little prey to flee quickly, so this wind was wrong.

Gu Zhe also understood and chased out.

Cai Liji is making it clear to Sima Yuan that she is cheating properly, but no one should know that Sima Yuan took the painting, Sima Yuan always feels that he is still in a bureau, a bureau that he can detect but can't see clearly.

Sima Yuan returned to the inn, locked the door, and took out the painting to take a closer look, the landscape is fine, the direction of the water is no problem, the mountain peaks are staggered, the woods are forested, where is the problem?

Sima Yuan left the painting on the table, lay down on the bed, and wondered if he wanted to find Cai Liji and let her help reveal the answer.

In the middle of the night, a small wind blew into the room, and it was slightly cold.

In the quiet night, people sleep alone and toss, and it is easy to wake up.

Sima Yuan, who was awakened by a gust of wind, subconsciously turned his head to see the painting on the table, a few ink dots under the moonlight looked abrupt and special, these ink dots were like astrolabes, like beads, each of them appeared so naturally.

Sima Yuan suddenly became enlightened, and finally found out what the scattered ink spots were, the Luo Shuhe map, a certain deduction method of the blue-robed man's Luo Shuhe map, was hidden in this painting.

Sima Yuan used his spiritual power to seriously sweep up these points, and the remaining energy was a spatial transfer array, which was one-time and had already been used.

Sima Yuan knew what was going on, and the magic circle on this painting was activated, and the people in Tsing Yi transmitted through the magic circle, injuring Tai Shici. And Luo Shuhetu was originally a thing of the people of Tsing Yi, and he then inspired Luo Shuhetu to teleport himself, and he completed the murder of Tang Yi and Tai Shici in the secret room in the mansion.

So where did this picture come from, who gave it to Tai Shici, and why was it inspired on that day?

Sima Yuan had no new clue for a while, couldn't sleep in the middle of the night, hummed his mood into a song, and had to go to the roof to find another dream.

There was no other person on the roof, and Sima Yuan's singing voice was only in his heart, but under this moonlight, Sima Yuan had an urge to cultivate.

This is the first time he has cultivated in the true sense of the word when he came to this continent, and Sima Yuan couldn't help but smile bitterly, from Muggle to green level, he actually hasn't cultivated once, the life of the protagonist.

Cultivation is easy for people to fall into, the snake bone staff absorbs the moonlight, the female ghost baby Ning absorbs the moonlight, the red Jiao absorbs the moonlight, and the evil wu absorbs it, no, the evil Wu is sleeping, and Sister Pipa is scratching its stomach......

Ignoring the things in the sea of spiritual consciousness, Sima Yuan absorbed the moonlight by himself, feeling like a night elf, the silver energy flowed through his skin like water, absorbed by every pore, Sima Yuan felt that he must be very handsome now, should be more handsome than Zhou Yu.

The good time is always short-lived, and with a rooster crow, the night of the ghosts is over, the morning sun is rising, and the purple air is coming from the east.

Sima Yuan felt that he might have offended someone, and he didn't feel that Chaoyang's purple qi was good for him at all, so he resolutely ended his cultivation with the ghosts.

Exhaling a breath of turbidity, Sima Yuan returned to his unfazed dead appearance, and that calm mask was the best protection for the current situation.

There are five days left, to find the source of this painting, God knows if it is enough, anyway, the protagonist lives, let's see if it is a death.

Sima Yuan went back to the room to tidy up, went to the painting room, and after a little inquiry, he walked towards Cai Yong's mansion in Jianye.

It's time to visit this Miss Cai Er, she seems to know a lot, if it's a friend or foe, she won't prompt me with the strangeness of the painting, but there are too many questions, it may be a very deep game, it's a big deal to go back to the Jin Kingdom for help.

I can't think about it, can't I think about it?

After thinking about it, he came to Cai's mansion and knocked on the door, but Cai Liji was already sitting in the main hall waiting for Sima Yuan.

Sima Yuan listened to the conversation between Cai Liji and Zhou Yu, and knew that Cai Liji was a little short-tempered, so he didn't play a sharp line and got straight to the point, "Second Miss Cai, in Xia Sima Yuan, Zicai, I met the girl and Zhou Gongjin on the street last time, and I officially visited her today." After saying that, he made a gesture.

"Cai Li, the word Liji, Sima Gongzi is good~"

"Miss Cai Er, you borrowed the painting yesterday to solve the doubts in my heart, but how do you know that I have a painting here?"

"You seem to have asked the wrong point, you shouldn't ask me whose painting it was, and who gave it to Tai Shici?"

"The two questions are equally important, please Miss Cai Er for advice. ”

"It's three questions" Cai Liji suddenly laughed, "Master said that you will definitely ask the first question first, and you were really hit by Master." ”

Three problems, the person who paints and the person who paints are not the same person, these are indeed three problems.

It's just that it won't be up to what conditions Miss Cai Er wants to use in exchange for the answer to the question.

"It's Li Yu who painted this. Cai Liji didn't wait for Sima Yuan to ask, and directly said the answer to the second question.

"Tang Empress Li Yu?" Sima Yuan received it casually, and then saw Cai Liji's smiling eyes, a group of crows flew above Sima Yuan's head, and countless alpacas rushed in his heart, he felt that something was wrong......