Her back rested last against the cold trunk of a tree, her eyes wide as she looked at a young man approaching her with a dagger in hand.

The man was not ugly and dressed as a domestic servant.

The moon shines on the dagger that glows with cold brilliance, and her flower looks lose its color in the cold glow of the dagger.

About three or four meters away from them, Jiang Fengyi looked at them with a sneer, Fu Qingyi beside her looked at her coldly, and the corners of her mouth slightly raised a cold arc upward.

That's a sneer!

Liu Siqi could see it clearly, this was the first time she saw Fu Qingyi's sneer.

The scene is finally frozen on the back of the young man's hand holding the knife, and it lasts for half a minute.

Liu Siqi looked at the frozen picture in surprise, thinking that this was about to end, but she didn't want the picture to change this time, and the camera turned into another strange picture.

This time, the picture is even more bizarre, and the scenery becomes a street scene.

And the originally gloomy picture has become sunny in vain.

On a lonely street corner, a scrawny little boy lay on his side, hungry for a breath.

At this time, a handsome middle-aged man led a little girl to his side.

The middle-aged man is dressed in brocade clothes, and the little girl is carved in pink, with two big black eyes, shining with black light, the little girl is holding a bowl of white porridge in her hand, she squats down next to the little boy, and after the middle-aged man helps the little boy up and lets him sit against the wall next to him, the little girl scoops up a spoonful of porridge with a spoon and sends it into the little boy's mouth.

The little boy smelled the porridge and swallowed unconsciously.

The little girl fed him spoonful by spoonful, and the little boy also woke up from his unconscious state, stretched out his hands to hold the small porcelain bowl handed by the girl, and devoured it greedily.

The little girl watched the boy eat very energetically, and a cute smile bloomed on her bony little face.

The sun poured brightly overhead.

A glittering light danced around her neck in the bright sun.

It was a unique butterfly-shaped ornament, as if it were silver.

The picture is fixed on this butterfly-shaped ornament.

After about a minute, the illusion of the window faded.

Everything is back to business as usual.

Liu Siqi looked at the window in a daze, shocked.

Strange visions again......

Connecting the illusions she had seen in the previous two times, and what happened at the end, it was only at this moment that she could be sure that Fu Qianyi's body had a special ability - precognition.

She was amazed that she could have the abilities that many people had dreamed of, and she couldn't help but be ecstatic, she could actually see the future.

But after the joy, she thought to herself about the illusion of Fang Cai.

This time the illusion is very strange, in the past, Lu Moyu was beaten and snatched Xuezhu was just a single picture, but this time it turned out to be two unrelated pictures.

One of them can still understand that this strange man wants to kill himself, maybe it has something to do with Jiang Fengyi, and this other picture doesn't understand its meaning.

Why do I see two images at once?

Could it be -- what is it portending? Or are they related?

Relevancy?

She turned her mind to the picture she saw later, in that picture, the handsome middle-aged man looked very strange at first glance, but somehow there was always a familiar feeling, she thought carefully about the outline of the person's eyebrows and eyes, and a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, wasn't that Fu Yuanshan?

Although there is no fat belly and no wrinkles on his face, the look between his eyebrows and eyes can never be wrong, it should be when Fu Yuanshan was young, I remember the first time I saw Fu Yuanshan, I felt that he must have looked good when he was young, but I didn't expect it to be true.

Since that middle-aged man is Fu Yuanshan, who is the little girl beside him?

Fu Yuanshan has three daughters, is this little girl Tsing Yi, Cai Yi, or Light Yi?

She had never seen these three people when they were children, and there were no pictures or anything in this ancient world, so she had no way of determining who the girl in this picture was, let alone what the painting meant.

Could it be ...... Is this an unrelated painting?

She lay on the bed and thought about it for a long time, thinking that her scalp was numb and she didn't have a clue.

When she discovered the connection between the two paintings, it was the next day when she was able to get up and walk slowly. She had wanted to open the drawer by the table, and bent down in the drawer to find a wooden comb to comb through her unkempt hair.

When her fingertips touched the innermost part of the drawer, a cold object stacked on her hand, startling her.

She pulled the drawer wider and looked inside.

There's something silver in there, shiny.

She reached inside and pulled the thing out.

It was a silver ornament, a little old, and a little dull in luster.

Liu Siqi looked at this thing and suddenly felt that it was a little familiar.

The wings are butterfly-shaped, and the wing feathers are as thin as cicada wings.

It's like an old necklace that doesn't look like it's worth a lot of money.

Why does this thing feel familiar?

Liu Siqi suddenly turned on the lamp on the table and studied this thing carefully under the lamplight.

Isn't this the silver chain that the little girl wears around her neck in the picture in the back? How could it be in the drawer of the light coat?

Could it be that this silver necklace belongs to Fu Qianyi?

She grasped the silver chain, and her gaze deepened.

If this silver chain is Fu Qianyi's, then the little girl in the picture is Fu Qianyi.

In this way, the kind-hearted Fu Qianyi once saved a little boy when he was a child.

Her expression froze unconsciously, and she thought to herself about the two pictures she had seen, and she always felt that the two pictures that appeared this time must have some connection, and it could not be accidental.

Something important must have been missed, she frowned.

Suddenly, her eyes lit up, and she breathed a sigh of relief, as if she had figured out the important key point in these two pictures from the clues.

She carefully put the silver jewelry back in the drawer and slowly moved it out the window.

Outside the window, the moon is as cool as water.

A cold glow sprinkled over the earth.

She glanced back at the golden birdcage hanging in the shadow in the corner.

With just one glance, her expression changed.

She suddenly gritted her teeth to hold back the pain, stumbled to the place where the birdcage was hung in three steps and two steps, and reached out to take off the birdcage hanging in the corner.

Since Lu Moyu was taken away yesterday, Liu Siqi will ask Lu Qi to help bring the little bird raised by Lu Moyu back to his room to raise.

With trembling hands, she lifted the birdcage closer to the moonlight.

The cold white light of the moon quietly poured into the birdcage.

The little bird lay in its cage with its eyes closed, dead for a long time.

"Dot!" she exclaimed.

She hurriedly opened the birdcage and took it out of it.

The bird's corpse had been frozen as cold, and an ominous omen had risen in her heart in the cold night.

An hour ago, it could be heard singing in its cage.

Why? Why did it die all of a sudden?

Could it be...... What happened to Lu Gongzi?

The foreboding in her heart became stronger and stronger, and she looked at the silver moon outside the window with anxiety.

Lu Gongzi, don't let anything happen to you!