appeared in this scene, Zhao Wenxuan was naturally unwilling to continue to go up the mountain.

The person also seems to have changed, and on the way back, he just holds the painting scroll, and there seems to be only this thing in his eyes. Together with Qin Yu, who was in a car, he seemed to be a transparent person at this moment.

At the entrance of Wutong Alley, Qin Yu watched the carriage leave, and had a rough direction of investigation in his heart.

Zhao Wenxuan locked himself in the room, and all kinds of strange behaviors for a month in a row were most likely voluntary.

However, the source of all this comes from that picture.

But to Qin Yu's surprise, from that scroll, he didn't sense resentment, yin or evil qi, as if it was just an ordinary painting.

But judging from Zhao Wenxuan's reaction, this is definitely not the case.

There is definitely something wrong with this painting, but why there is no strange atmosphere may have something to do with where the scroll itself came from.

"It seems that if you want to understand the problems inside, you still have to find out where Zhao Wenxuan's precious picture scroll came from."

Qin Yu frowned and thought for a long time before walking towards the Zhao Mansion.

We must find out the reason as soon as possible, otherwise, I am afraid that according to Zhao Wenxuan's current situation, it will be difficult to survive even three days.

Inside the Zhao Mansion.

At this moment, Zhao Xuanzheng listened to the report of the people in the house, and learned that Zhao Wenxuan almost fell off the rattan chair on the way up the mountain, and then came back directly, and he was not furious.

was about to punish these subordinates, but when he heard that Qin Yu asked to see him, he didn't deal with it for the time being, but immediately asked people to invite him in.

When he saw Qin Yu walk in, Zhao Xuan also immediately asked about this morning's incident.

"Zhao Shilang rest assured, there is no big problem, I came here today, I want to ask for some things."

"What?"

"I want to go to Brother Zhao's study to have a look, and I want to stay in your mansion for one night tonight, I don't know if it's okay?"

Qin Yu said.

When Zhao Xuan heard these requests, he pondered for a while, but did not refuse, but personally took him to Zhao Wenxuan's study.

On weekdays, Zhao Wenxuan prefers to stay in the study.

But since a month ago, no one has come here, but the people in the house come to clean it from time to time.

Qin Yu walked into the study and carefully looked at the furnishings around him.

It's very ordinary, nothing eye-catching, except for the bookshelves, the more eye-catching may be the lyre placed by the window, and there are no paintings on the surrounding walls, only a few calligraphy.

"Why doesn't there even a painting in this study?" Qin Yu asked.

Zhao Xuan also comes from time to time on weekdays, except for occasionally asking Zhao Wenxuan about his homework, he doesn't know much about other hobbies.

At this time, when he heard Qin Yu ask about this, he asked his subordinates to call the maid who cleaned this place on weekdays.

Half a cup of tea has passed.

A bun-faced little maid walked in with small steps.

"Old lady, you look for me."

"On weekdays, you tidy up the young master's study?" Zhao Xuan asked.

The little girl didn't know why, so she paused for a while before she nodded.

Zhao Xuan turned his head at this time, looked at Qin Yu and said, "You can ask this maid." ”

Qin Yu was also not polite, and asked directly: "How long have you helped Zhao Wenxuan clean the study?" ”

"It's been five years."

"Does Zhao Wenxuan have the habit of painting on weekdays?"

The little maid shook her head.

Qin Yu asked again: "When you clean on weekdays, have you ever sorted out things like picture scrolls?" ”

"This ....." the little maid hesitated a little.

After thinking for a long time, he shook his head lightly and said with certainty:

"No, the young master likes to read books and talk about the piano on weekdays, and occasionally he will practice calligraphy for a day, and he has never seen the young master paint, or buy such things."

"I see."

Qin Yu said softly.

It seems that it is indeed as he thinks, and it can be seen that that the picture scroll is the problem that made Zhao Wenxuan change all this.

"I have a general understanding of the situation, so I will stay in your mansion tonight." Qin Yu turned his head and said to Zhao Xuan.

Zhao Xuan nodded, and immediately ordered his subordinates to prepare the guest room.

Had dinner in the evening.

After chatting with Zhao Xuan for a while, Qin Yu got up and said goodbye and returned to the room.

When he stayed in the house until the time of his son, Qin Yu walked out of the door and came to the courtyard where Zhao Wenxuan lived.

The night was quiet.

As soon as I came to the door, there was a sound of the door opening in the courtyard.

When Qin Yu heard this, he didn't choose to walk from the main entrance, but jumped to the roof, leaned down on the eaves, and stared at the situation in the courtyard.

Under the moonlit night.

Zhao Wenxuan staggered out from under the corridor, still holding the scroll in his hand that Qin Yu had seen before.

When he came to the courtyard and stood directly under the moonlight, he stopped, and then carefully and slowly unfolded the scroll in his hand.

Qin Yu's eyesight is excellent, and in the moonlight, he can clearly see that the content of the scroll is a landscape map. A few brushstrokes outline the clouds and mist, and the mountains are looming, but under the mountains, there is a rushing river.

The content of the scroll is very expressive.

And in the lower left corner of this scroll, on the edge of the river, there is also a farmhouse, although this farmhouse is not big, but the things in it are very complete, and there is a person outlined in the courtyard.

Look at this man's clothes and clothes and hair, it is a woman.

In this landscape, the appearance of the farmhouse and the woman is very abrupt, a little unnatural, and the artistic conception of the whole painting is destroyed.

This is absolutely intolerable and a failure for any famous painter.

But this painting is like this.

Qin Yu was very strange about this, but because he didn't know how to paint, he couldn't say why.

And just when Qin Yu was puzzled, he saw Zhao Wenxuan take out a large piece of silk from his arms and spread it on the ground, and then spread the scroll on it.

Then, a magical scene happened.

I saw the moon hanging high in the night sky, and suddenly shone a beam of bright moonlight, which happened to cover this picture scroll.

At this time, the content of the picture scroll, which should have been static, was slowly distorted under the shroud of white moonlight. Then, a hazy white light suddenly emanated from the scroll.

Zhao Wenxuan looked ahead stupidly, and after the white light disappeared, a woman appeared on the picture scroll out of thin air, with a stunning appearance and a soft figure, she was actually a living woman.

Seeing this scene, Qin Yu's jaw almost dropped. It's not just that this woman appeared out of thin air, but that this woman does not exude any ghostly aura.

As for the woman on the scroll, she also mysteriously disappeared from the scroll at this time.

A flush appeared on Zhao Wenxuan's pale face, and he gently raised his hand and held the woman's palm.

The woman also showed affection in her eyes, and snuggled into Zhao Wenxuan's arms shyly.

When Qin Yu saw this scene, he didn't go down immediately, but waited quietly.

It wasn't until the time passed that the woman slowly turned into white light and returned to the picture scroll, as for Zhao Wenxuan, she had a stunned expression and a hint of reluctance.

For the whole night, Qin Yu barely slept, staying on the eaves until dawn.

And when dawn first arrived, Zhao Wenxuan came out of the room on time again, and the previous scene reappeared, and the two behaved very intimately, and even had some over-the-top actions.

When the sunlight of the First Brigade broke through the darkness, Zhao Wenxuan put away the scroll again, and then returned to the room, and there was no movement.