Back then, according to the plan of the old man Shiyu, he used Zheng Yiqiao to exchange the snow mountain map, and then found the Konghou knife, and when Chu Wolf finished cultivating the knife technique at the bottom of the sarcophagus, he handed over the Konghou knife and the last two moves of Konghou Jiuwen to Chu Wolf.

Chu Wolf can sharpen in the rivers and lakes while cultivating the remaining two questions.

But planning can never catch up with change.

A wry smile swept up in the wind, and he said: "The picture was changed, but after hard work according to the clues on the map, I finally dug up a box of dark money." I don't know how many years it's been buried in the ground. ”

Chu Wolf suddenly understood, Feng Zhongyi changed to a fake picture back then.

Chu Wolf said: "Didn't even Shi Lao see that it was a fake picture?"

Kaza recalled: "The picture is true. My master and uncle have identified it together, and the picture of the snow-capped mountains is also the master's authentic handiwork. After Zheng Meng exchanged with us, he disbanded the Tianfeng Bureau and disappeared with Zheng Qiao'er. He has never been found. So if we want to find clues to the Konghou knife, we have to find the Zheng family's father and daughter first, I was deceived by the Zheng family......"

I see.

Zheng Qiaoer's father also really has a hand.

He actually deceived the old man Shiyu.

Chu Wolf said: "Zheng Qiao'er had the best relationship with Li Si back then, and a few days ago she sent someone to Li Si to give a message, saying that she is now in the fireworks domain and is in a very dangerous situation, and hopes that Li Si can help her." We can just find the Zheng family's father and daughter. Zheng Meng bothered so much to protect the clues of the Konghou Knife, maybe he is also a member of the Blood Alliance, if we reveal our identity, he will give us the picture. If you don't give it, I have a way. ”

Wind in the memory is a pessimistic personality, he said with a melancholy face: "Maybe it's a trap." ”

Chu Wolf said: "Whether it is a trap or not, you will know if you try it." I think it should be true. ”

Feng Zhongyi reached out and stroked his wrinkled clothes.

"Then let's go find Zheng Qiao'er. I've been ...... all these years," Feng Zhongyi suddenly sighed a lot, and he said: "It's just that I'm constantly looking for people." Looking for you, looking for Xiang'er, looking for Zheng Yiqiao......"

Chu Wolf began to be curious about Xiang'er's disappearance.

With the ability of the old man in the stone language and the wind to recall them, why haven't they had the slightest clue after so many years of searching for Xiang'er.

Chu Wolf said: "Brother Feng, forgive me for taking the liberty of being presumptuous, how did Xiang'er disappear?"

Asked about this, Feng Zhongyi's eyes were also full of sentimentality.

The past, for the memories in the wind, is really unbearable.

Although Chu Wolf is the master of the Blood Alliance, Feng Zhongyi treats him as his brother, and Feng Zhongyi does not hide it.

Feng Zhong recalled: "Xiang'er and I grew up together, childhood sweethearts, although we are different generations, Shi Lao doesn't want us to end up married, but it can't stop us from falling in love...... I was seventeen years old and Xiang'er was fifteen. In order to allow me to practice quietly and achieve swordsmanship as soon as possible, the master asked me to retreat and practice penance. On the day of the retreat, Xiang'er cooked me a lot of delicious food, and we couldn't give up. Xiang'er said that she waited for me to get out, and then she would marry me regardless of the worldly bonds. I also promised to marry her no matter what......"

Speaking of this, Feng Zhongyi raised his hand and gently wiped the corner of his eye.

"Marrying Xiang'er has become my belief. This belief supports me to practice frantically every day, and I hope that my swordsmanship will be successful and marry Xiang'er as soon as possible. But I never expected that when I got out of the customs, Xiang'er also disappeared mysteriously...... The master said that one day Xiang'er went out of the valley and met a skilled painter. The painter is painting people, and the paintings are lifelike. Xiang'er was moved, she took the painter back to the valley and asked the painter to paint a portrait for her. Unexpectedly, after the portrait was completed, Xiang'er and the painter disappeared together. At the scene, only one painting remained......"

Xiang'er disappeared so bizarrely.

Chu Wolf said: "Left a painting?What painting?!"

In the wind, he opened his box and took out a bamboo tube more than a foot long from the box.

Feng Zhongyi unscrewed one end, carefully took out a scroll of paintings from it, and slowly opened it.

This is a portrait of a beauty.

The background of the painting is a valley full of flowers, and the young man in the painting looks about fourteen or fifteen years old, young and beautiful, and his face is full of longing for a better future.

A pair of bright eyes stared ahead.

The person who made this painting is really impressive.

People and scenery are painted vividly.

Even the butterflies in the flowers are vivid, as if they are about to fly down from the drawing paper.

The painter has a stroke of genius, but the memory of the wind hates the person who made this painting.

It was this mysterious painter who took away his beloved.

Feng Zhongyi gently stroked the portrait, and there was a little warmth in his sad eyes.

He has been looking for Xiang'er for so many years, but there is no news, as if Xiang'er has really completely evaporated from the world.

But he is not discouraged, and finding the love of his beloved is the unwavering goal of Feng Zhongyi's faith.

Chu Wolf continued to look at this wonderful picture scroll, and there were two lines of small words below the picture scroll: To know where the human face goes, don't ask the sky to ask the ghosts and gods.

Chu Wolf raised his head: "This is the portrait that the painter painted for Xiang'er that day?"

Kazaze recalled, "Yes. ”

Chu Wolf read the two lines of small words.

"Know where the faces of men go, and don't ask the heavens to ask the ghosts and gods. Chu Wolf raised his head and looked at the wind and recalled, "These two sentences should have another meaning. ”

Feng Zhong recalled: "Over the years, I have traveled all over thousands of rivers and mountains, inquired about countless people, worshiped countless ghosts and gods, and inquired about sects and people related to the word ghosts and gods, but I still found nothing. ”

Chu Wolf said: "How old is the painter and what does he look like?"

Feng Zhong recalled: "The master said that the painter was twenty-four or five years old, and he was very handsome, just like a beautiful woman. The painter was not good at words, did not speak much, and always had a gentle and faint smile on his face. The master said that when the painter painted Xiang'er's portrait, he was always present at first. The master also admired his painting skills. The painter is very engaged in painting, almost into a state of self-forgetfulness. Just as the painting was almost finished, the painter said that he was thirsty, and the master went to fetch him water. As a result, when the master came back, he didn't see the deputy master, he didn't see Xiang'er, and he was in the same place, leaving only this painting ......"

Chu Wolf listened to Feng Zhongyi's story, and became more and more curious about the mystery of Xiang'er's mysterious disappearance.

The more bizarre the mystery, the more it stimulates people's desire to explore.

Chu Wolf said: "For so many years, you have traveled all over the mountains and rivers, don't you have the slightest clue?

Kazunaka recalled: "There is no clue about Xiang'er. But after years of searching, it turns out that Xiang'er is not the only one who has disappeared strangely over the years. There are also Xia Han, the third lady of Yufu in Orange Continent, Zi Hanyan of Zijian Peak, the second miss of Shangxizhuang, the third daughter of Yang Lie in the gambling township, and the daughter of the timber king of Molan Country...... They all disappeared in the same way. I met a handsome painter, and then asked the painter to paint a portrait, and after the painting was finished, the person and the painter disappeared together......"

Chu Wolf was even more surprised when he heard it, it turned out that it was not only Xiang'er who disappeared mysteriously, but also many beautiful women.

The same encounter, the same technique, the mysterious painter, leaving a painting on the scene, but also leaving a mystery that is difficult to solve.

What kind of weirdness is hidden behind all this?!