Jiang Wangchen stood in front of the calligraphy and painting, engrossed in admiring, first said that the calligraphy and painting, the painting was a woman, seeing her starry eyes, smiling, dressed as a scholar, and then seeing her holding a painting fan in her left hand, standing with her right hand, heroic posture, such as spring plum and winter snow, chic and proud, it is really "talented and fragrant, and her temperament is as beautiful as an orchid." ①”

Look at the inscription again, although the pen is timeless and affectionate, it makes people feel enthusiastic and unrestrained, and love is capricious and crazy.

"Looking at the rivers and mountains, sighing the wind and rain, taking care of it, returning is long. The twilight of the fern is withering, the white horse is old, only the beauty is smiling, and the galaxy lingers, turning all beings upside down. Since then, I don't want to be tonight, afraid that the rest of my life will be lonely. ”

Jiang Wangchen looked at it very seriously, and he didn't notice that Hua Youyou didn't know when he was standing by his side. Seeing that she didn't care about the dirt, she gently wiped the dust on the stone statue with her own clothes, the dust floated in the candlelight, trying to prove its existence, and the stone statue that had existed for thousands of years stood still, and after removing the dust, it regained its former brilliance, and the woman in the calligraphy and painting had the same thrilling face. It's just that I changed into a fluttering dress, and I saw that pair of bright eyes, full of stars, and the corners of my mouth did not move, but Mr. Smiling, and then looked at its posture and curling, like a butterfly shadow under the moon, and a blue wave of hibiscus, didn't it respond to the sentence "Bright as the sun rises in the morning glow, and the scorching hibiscus produces green waves". (Annotation from Cao Zhi Luo Shen Fu)

Hua Youyou brushed the cheeks of the stone statue with her hand, and the tenderness and nostalgia that her eyes were full of, only she could understand, and after the mood ebbed, it rose again, and inadvertently overflowed her heart, overflowing with two lines of crystal broken tears.

Jiang Wangchen looked at Hua Youyou so moved, he didn't know why. Concerned: "What's wrong?"

Hua Youyou didn't answer, just tried to stop the tears that slipped from the corners of her eyes.

Jiang Wangchen learned to comfort him: "It doesn't matter if none of those weapons can be used, anyway, they don't belong to us in the first place, we didn't get it, but it's not a loss, isn't it? If you want good weapons, when the time comes, I will take you to the Tie family of the Yancheng Weapon Family, and most of the famous weapons in Yancheng and the border city are from the hands of this Iron Family." ”

After Hua Youyou listened, it was as if she had been poked into tears, and the tears that were about to stop came out again.

Jiang Wangchen thought that he had found the reason, and continued:

"If you really like this stone statue so much, then don't worry, I will help you take it out, with this exquisite carving skills, skillful and spicy techniques, and lifelike faces, it should be able to sell for a good price." ”

"Jiang Wangchen, can you stop a little!" Hua Youyou scolded angrily, but her anger just diluted her sadness a little.

Jiang Wangchen didn't know what he had done wrong, and his comfort was not pleasing either, so he clubbed awkwardly, looking innocent, and feeling awkward, so he walked aside and began to pretend to be very busy rummaging through every suspicious stone and rack in the secret room.

After a while, Hua Youyou's mood returned to calm and said, "Jiang Wangchen, come over for a moment." ”

Jiang Wangchen whispered "oh", lowered his head, and walked to the side of Hua Youyou.

Hua Youyou didn't speak, and Jiang Wangchen didn't dare to speak.

Hua Youyou looked at Jiang Wangchen's stunned appearance, couldn't help but smile, and said, "Do you know who this stone statue and the woman in the painting are?"

Jiang Wangchen shook his head and said: "I don't know, but the first time I saw the woman in the painting, I felt that this woman was heroic, free and heroic, such a feeling appeared in a woman should be extremely contradictory, but then look at her eyes and smile, but it is naturally wanton, it is free, it is free and easy." is like the bright moon in the sky, hanging high freely, with no intention of surviving. I think she must be a woman with a starry sky and is unwilling to be ordinary. ”

"Well, you're right, there are many famous women in the world, such as the heroine 'Fengge Banshee' who founded the sect, and the fox demon 'Junli' who captivated the country and the city, and even more people are crazy for it, but when it comes to beauty, she is the only one who cultivates to the sky, and she is more talked about as you said, even men in the world are rarely free and free. ”

"Is there really such a strange woman in the world?"

"Sister Qianyu is such a person. Hua Youyou sighed: "There are many legends about her, and she gave us the last story." ”

Jiang Wangchen was shocked in his heart, at first he said to Hua Youyou, "Some people are willing to spend a hundred years of cultivation to suppress the pentagram for him", and he still had some doubts in his heart, but now he is looking at the natural and tranquil nature of the woman in this painting, as if the big things are just a flick of a smile in her eyes, so she has no doubt about Hua Youyou's words, and sincerely sighs: "It's really your luck to meet such a sister." ”

"Yes, it's a pity that we've only been sisters for one day, and the next time we talk, we have to wait for her to become a demon after a hundred years. ”

"If I had the chance, I would like to thank her in person for saving her life. It's a pity, I'm afraid I won't have a chance in this life. ”

The two looked at each other, and the diagonal line of their eyes was connected with the same regret and regret.

Hua Youyou proposed: "Jiang Wangchen, why don't we kowtow to my sister's statue three times to show our gratitude in our hearts." ”

Jiang Wangchen nodded in agreement.

Then the two stood side by side in front of the statue, knelt down again, and solemnly kowtowed.

When they had finished thanking them, they stood up. Jiang Wangchen saw that the flowers were still staring at the statue of Qianyu, but he no longer touched the scene, and his heart became vast. Road:

"Hua Youyou, let's find out where the exit of the secret room is, you keep looking at the statue of Qianyu like this, it's not a way, but you ignore Sister Qianyu's mind. ”

"Jiang Wangchen, don't you think there's anything wrong with my sister's statue?"

Jiang Wangchen knew that Hua Youyou had made a new discovery, and said excitedly: "What do you say?"

"Isn't it a little incongruous when you look at the angle of your sister's gaze?"

"There's no incongruity, when you look up at the starry sky, isn't it exactly like this, what's wrong?"

"If you look up at the stars, your gaze should be deep and long, and then look at your sister's gaze, the focus is short, not like looking at a distance, but more like staring at the dome of the secret room. ”

After Hua Youyou finished speaking, the two of them invariably turned their eyes to the area where the stone statue was focused. It was a neat and scattered stone, no different from other stones, Jiang Wangchen found a long knife that had been curled from a pile of broken copper and iron, and came directly under the stone, padded his toes, held the broken knife high, and gently hit the stone brick with the tip of the knife, and when Jiang Wangchen knocked on the third piece, he unexpectedly made a muffled sound.

Jiang Wangchen looked at the flower thief and grinned: "Sure enough, there was a discovery." ”

Jiang Wangchen pushed harder again, and the stone brick unexpectedly collapsed inward, and made a strange sound of "gurgling", and the two did not dare to move, for fear that this was the sound of the mechanism being activated, but as the sound fell, there was no other movement in the secret room, only a stone brick next to the calligraphy and painting slowly floated out. The two of them took three steps and did two steps to walk back to the front of the calligraphy and painting.

"What is this?" Jiang Wangchen pointed to the prominent stone bricks, the center of which was hollowed out and replaced by a red brocade box to fill the void.

Hua Youyou wanted to raise the brocade box, but was stopped by Jiang Wangchen, saw him smile, and said kindly: "It's better for me to come." ”

Hua Youyou understood in her heart, and smiled simply.

The two corners of the brocade box are specially made with ears, and Jiang Wangchen can easily take it out, but his movements are very slow, for fear of accidentally causing another crisis. Compared to the secret room in front of it, it seemed too peaceful, and the tranquility made him not even dare to breathe too hard.

The brocade box is not big, and it can be held with one hand, but it is quite heavy. The surface of the brocade box is a layer of dark red lacquer, the body of the box is carved with auspicious symmetrical patterns, the carving is fine and exquisite, and the lid of the brocade box is carved with splendid mountains and rivers, majestic atmosphere.

"What kind of wood is this, and why is it so heavy? ”

"It should be" solid birch 'wood', belonging to the pestle elm red, this kind of tree, rare in the world, only grows in the north of the demon domain, near the forest of the snowy mountain range, absorbs the aura of snow water all year round, and has the thickness of mountains and rivers, so it is tough and delicate, and the texture is exquisite. And because of the unique insect ant, corruption resistance is deeply loved by the world, and the painting paper made of birch bark is not tide for thousands of years, and it is not rotten for 10,000 years, it is the best choice for Danqing paintings, you see this painting paper used in the portrait of Sister Qianyu. ”

Jiang Wangchen was slightly surprised: "How do you know so much?"

"I was born from that snowy mountain range. Hua Youyou hurriedly said, "Let's not talk about this for now, quickly open the brocade box and see what it contains." ”

Jiang Wangchen lifted the lid, and the box was lined with a piece of Yunsu silk satin embroidered with gold silk "jade outside the sky", and a pair of earrings were placed on the satin. The style of the earrings is also minimalist, a drop of streamlined arc, like morning dew, like falling rain, and like tears from people.

Hua Youyou saw this pair of earrings, she couldn't put it down, held it in the palm of her hand and looked at it again, although its design does not conform to the aesthetics of the current world, but she felt that it was more natural, no need to deliberately exaggerate, simply more contrasting generous and elegant, and these are her own lack of temperament.

Hua Youyou also found the interesting beauty of this pair of earrings, there seems to be a mysterious traction between the two earrings, which will make them attract each other, Hua Youyou can't help but say, dexterously put on the earrings, and turn on the ground, this turn, purple clothes flying, clothes fluttering, ink dyed green silk three thousand flying. Seeing her glance again, he asked with a smile, "Am I beautiful?"

Jiang Wangchen was dazzled. The word "beauty" came out spontaneously and blurted out. I regretted it just after saying it, and blamed myself in my heart: I forgot about the flower demon clan, with my own charm technique, and I still saw it so fascinating, what a sin.

Jiang Wangchen felt ashamed, turned away, and didn't dare to take another look.

It's just that Hua Youyou didn't mind, so she pretended to be full of emotions, and asked even harder: "Since it's beautiful, why don't you dare to look at me more, are you afraid that after watching it for a long time, you will like me?"

Jiang Wangchen couldn't wait to dig a hole and stuff himself into it, where did he dare to pay attention to Hua Youyou, seeing him put the brocade box back into the stone bricks, and admired the calligraphy and painting in front of him.