Chapter 245: Finding the Strange Painting in the Dust Room

In the dark, Shangguan Lichen screamed in pain, fell in pain, groped to stand up, where is he?

Stretching out his hand to see the black of his five fingers, Shangguan Lichen couldn't see anything clearly, he groped.

I must have fallen into the dark room, too suddenly.

On the other side, Zhong Cheng rested for a while and didn't see Shangguan Lichen, so he went to look for it, but he searched all over the pavilion inside and outside and found no one.

Zhong Cheng, who was in a hurry, hurried out of the bamboo forest, and Zhong Cheng returned to Fanxin Courtyard tired and panting, sweating profusely, and met Fang Ying.

Fang Ying asked him, "What about the Dust Lord Monarch?" The young owner asked me to take the dust lord to a place. ”

Zhong Cheng gasped: "Quick, the sovereign, the sovereign has an accident!" ”

Fang Ying's face immediately changed, and he said sharply: "What's the matter?" What's wrong? ”

Zhong Cheng said: "The lord is gone!" ”

Xin Xing hurried out, and the attendants behind him, Yun Yun frowned, and looked at Zhong Cheng: "What's the matter?" Why is the Lord of Dust gone? ”

Zhong Cheng was just about to speak, Xin Xing grabbed Zhong Cheng's shirt and said sharply: "How come Lichen is not seen in the villa, what are you eating!" Say! What's going on! ”

Zhong Cheng is taller than Xin Xing, this time Xin Xing pulled the placket of his clothes to close the distance, stared at him stupidly, and hesitated: "I, I went to the bamboo forest with the lord, and then, Xing Ran said to go get tea, the lord walked around the pavilion, and I was tired and rested for a while." Only then did I find out that the lord was gone. ”

Xin Xing's eyes were cold, let go of Zhong Cheng, and looked at Fang Ying: "Go to the bamboo forest first, and send the guards to find it near the bamboo forest." ”

Xin Xing and the others went to the bamboo forest, Xin Xing was uneasy, and walked to find a meeting.

A white-clothed attendant approached in the distance, and Xing Ran saw Xin Xing and stepped forward to salute: "I've seen the young owner." ”

Xin Xingqi immediately came up, his eyes seemed to freeze, and he shouted coldly: "Xingran, how are you waiting for the lord!" What about people! ”

Xing Ran immediately lowered his head and said timidly: "The slave went to fetch tea, and when he came back, he found that the dust lord was not in the pavilion, thinking that the dust lord had gone back." I was about to go to see if the dust lord had gone back, slave, slave should die, please punish the young master. ”

Xin Xing didn't even look at it, he walked past him and left, Fang Ying brought someone to report: "Young Zhuang Master, the Lord of the Dust should not have come out of the bamboo forest, and the guards around him have not seen it." ”

Xin Xing said angrily: "What about that person? Disappeared out of thin air! Find it for me! Turn the bamboo forest upside down, and find it. ”

As a result, the bamboo forest was turned over and over but no one was found, and the later it was getting, the heavier the cold became.

Xin Xing didn't wear thick clothes when he went out, and his face was red and shivering.

Yun Yun was distressed and brought a cloak to Xin Xing, and Xin Xing ripped the cloak to the ground, looking angry.

Yun Yun was distressed when she saw this, picked up her cloak and patted the dust and said, "Young Zhuang Master, no matter what, you can't joke with your body." Now that it's so cold, why bother with this cloak to put gas? ”

Xin Xing ignored Yun Yun and returned to the pavilion, this small pavilion has been searched by her more than a dozen times, where is the person?

The unknown is always the most terrifying, Xin Xing doesn't know if Shangguan Lichen is in the villa now, and what he is facing when it is so cold.

The more Xin Xing thought about it, the more scared he became, and the more he thought about it, the more heartbroken he became.

It was dark, and the guards from all walks of life replied, but there was no news.

Xin Xing's heart felt like she had fallen into the ice cave all of a sudden, her breathing was chaotic, and her heart was also chaotic.

Xin Xing saw the lonely pavilion and walked in, accompanied by Fang Yingyun and the others worriedly.

Xin Xing saw a little red in the dark, as small as a bean. It's strange that it's shining in the dark.

Xin Xing walked over and looked at it with a lantern.

Isn't this Daddy's old painting?

Xin Xing only felt very familiar, and some dusty memories were awakened little by little.

"Daddy, did you paint this picture?"

The little Xin Xing sat on Fang Wuxian's lap, also in this pavilion, facing the painting on the wall, but the painting at that time was much newer than now.

"Well, I painted it, little girl, is it good-looking?"

"It's good-looking, it's good-looking, but I can't understand it."

"If you can't understand it, you can't understand it, and you don't need to understand it, and the more you understand some things, the more you will hurt."

"Daddy, why is it hurting? Who is going to get hurt? ”

"Forget it, let's not talk about it. Little girl, do you like this scenery? ”

"I like it, Daddy's painting is very beautiful and lively."

"Hahaha, it's not important to be lively, the important thing is here, do you see this little red dot?"

Fang Wuxian pointed to the fiery red dot.

"See, what is this, daddy?"

"It's a shooting star."

"Daddy liars, there are no red shooting stars."

"Yes, Daddy saw it with his own eyes, but it's beautiful, you know? It was this red meteor that made me meet you, baby girl, you are a gift from God. ”

"Hahaha, Daddy."

Xin Xing recalled the past, his eyes were pantothenic, and tears fell.

Seeing this, Fang Yingyun held his breath and didn't dare to make a sound.

Xin Xing stroked the red, found something, and pressed it.

Xin Xing exclaimed in surprise and fell. The mechanism below quickly closed again, and he was caught off guard.

Yun Yun's eyes widened, and she opened her mouth and couldn't speak.

Fang Ying hurriedly checked, lay on the ground and touched and knocked, and then got up to call someone.

Xin Xing's eyes darkened, and he slowly got up with a painful cry, and there was a little candle flame in front of him, and a black shadow came towards him.

Xin Xing was frightened and retreated, and the bag slammed on the hard stone wall.

Xin Xing covered his head and scolded in pain: "Don't come here!" Go away! ”

Xin Xing was scared and panicked, curled up, and was suddenly hugged, and her warm body temperature made her feel a little nostalgic.

The faint clean smell is so familiar.

The concerned voice was familiar: "Wife, it's me." ”

Xin Xing's heart immediately put down the big stone, hugged Shangguan Lichen back, and his voice was full of milk and grievances: "Lichen, I finally found you." Do you know I'm going to scare me to death, what am I going to do if something happens to you? ”

Shangguan Lichen helped Xin Xing up: "I've been looking here for a long time and haven't found an exit, why did you come down?" ”

Xin Xing said something, and Shangguan Lichen understood. Seeing that Xin Xing cared so much about himself, he was happy and worried in his heart, and hugged Xin Xing to comfort him.

The two were together, and they were not in a hurry to find an exit, Xin Xing said that Fang Ying would come to rescue them.

The two walked around the dark room and found many old paintings hanging on one wall.

Shangguan Lichen held the candlestick, and the two looked at the painting.

On the first painting, the lush Xiumu was caught by fire, and the clear water gradually changed into a disaster in the dust, and there were handwriting on the side: the mountains and trees on the thick side are new, and the dust-free stream is especially clear, and once it falls on Mars, the mountains and rivers are destroyed.

Xin Xing said: "Chouban Mountain has not been destroyed, there are lush trees, what is this written?" ”

Shangguan Lichen also stared at the painting and said, "I also think it's strange. How could there be these paintings? ”

Was it left by the owner of Fang?

The second painting was chaotic and couldn't see what was drawn, as if it had spilled ink. It is written: Flesh and blood are separated, flesh and blood are separated, a piece of soil is bitter before and after life, but there is a calamity star behind him, how to protect it? How to take care of it? Sixteen years of blocking the wind and rain, and the evil things that have been recruited for sixteen years are difficult to do, and I still fall in love.

Xin Xing touched the painting, and said to Shangguan Lichen suspiciously: "Lichen, why is there nothing on this painting?" ”

Shangguan Lichen looked at the handwriting, turned his face to Xin Xing: "Can't you see what is written on it?" ”

Xin Xing looked at it carefully and wondered: "No words?" Black and gray, is there a word? I didn't see it. ”

Shangguan Lichen smiled dryly: "I read it wrong, there are no words on it." ”

"Are these paintings my father's? I've never heard of such a place. These strange paintings are still hanging. Forget it, Lichen, we won't look at it, and we will look at these strange people at night. ”

Xin Xing was a little scared in his heart, the surroundings were dark and the temperature was cold. Only Shangguan Lichen has this candle flame in his hand, and there is an echo when he speaks.

has to face these strange paintings, Xin Xing's heart is beating indescribably.

Shangguan Lichen comforted: "It's okay, don't be afraid, I'm here." Then we didn't look at it, and sat and waited for Fang Ying to rescue us out. ”

Xin Xing hugged Shangguan Lichen and rubbed greedily: "Hmm." ”

Shangguan Lichen hugged Xin Xing, and Xin Xing curled up in his arms. He noticed that Xin Xing's body was cold, and took off the cloak outside to cover her.

Xin Xing's body gradually warmed up, Shangguan Lichen whispered softly, Xin Xing's tense nerves gradually relaxed, and he closed his eyes and gradually fell asleep.

Shangguan Lichen saw Xin Xing's sleepy attachment, and his heart was extremely warm, but when he remembered the words he had just drawn, his face became heavy.

He gently hugged Xin Xing away, ready to put her aside and fall asleep first, but Xin Xing hugged Shangguan Lichen in his sleep.

In desperation, Shangguan Lichen picked up Xin Xing and walked to the painting.