For Sikong Yujiu, just now it was an opportunity to kill Yun Fan, Ye Ruyan and his monk who was called death-seeking were not around, he could take the opportunity to compete with Yun Fan and suddenly make a move. Surprise him.

But after fighting at this time, he knew that this Yun Fan's strength should definitely not be underestimated, and looking at his last move, he obviously still had some hands left, and Sikong Jiu was not absolutely sure of killing him. This is the main reason.

Thinking of everything he and Yun Fan had experienced over the past few days, Sikong Yujiu had already regarded Yun Fan as his friend. Although he seems to be very out of tune on weekdays, a little arrogant and indifferent, unapproachable, and even paranoid, in fact, he is an extremely affectionate and righteous person.

Things gather by like, people by groups, he has always disdained to make friends, and even subconsciously thinks that no one in this world is worthy of being his friend.

However, after getting along with Yun Fan these days, he found that Yun Fan was very angry with him, so in his heart, he actually regarded Yun Fan as his friend, confidant, and brother for a long time. It's just that his arrogant and cold temperament has made him unwilling to face this fact, or even dare not face it. This is a secondary cause.

In any case, Sikong Jiujiu finally gave up this opportunity.

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Sikong Jiujiu laughed when he heard this, walked into Ye Ruyan slowly, and said, "Then what have you gained after looking for so long?"

Ye Ruyan pursed her lips and said, "I've searched almost the entire Mianmei Town, and no one knows who the white ink painting is." ”

Yun Fan said lightly when he heard this: "Since he chose to live in seclusion here, how can people know that he is a white ink painting." He didn't look the slightest bit surprised, as if he had already known that Ye Ruyan would return in vain.

Ye Ruyan glanced at Yun Fan when she heard this, and asked rhetorically: "If the people in the rivers and lakes don't change their names, they don't change their surnames, you are not him, how do you know that he doesn't use his real name." ”

Soon after, the death plea also returned, and the result was no surprise, and again nothing.

Ye Ruyan muttered: "It's better for people to do things than for the two of you to do nothing here." ”

Yun Fan glanced at Sikong Jiu on the side, and said with a smile: "It's not that we don't do it, but we have to choose something to do." ”

Ye Ruyan bowed her head, looked at Yun Fan, and slowly asked, "Okay, you say, where should we go to find white ink paintings?"

Yun Fan said: "White ink painting is stylish, and I also like to paint. In my opinion, the calligraphy and painting shops in the town may find some news. ”

"That's right, why didn't I think of it?!" Ye Ruyan suddenly said in surprise.

Begging for death, he said: "Then let's go and take a look!

When the words fell, everyone bowed their heads, readily agreed, and wanted to go.

"Are a few guest officers out to play?" Boss Qin of the Yuelai Inn moved lightly, walked towards them, saw them go out, and asked with a smile.

Ye Ruyan said: "No, we are looking for white ink paintings." ”

As soon as Boss Qin heard this, the smile on his face instantly froze, and he said in a cold tone: "Really, then I wish you good luck." ”

Everyone heard something unusual from Boss Qin's words.

begging for death: "Her sentence of 'good luck' doesn't seem to be very sincere. ”

Sikong Jiu said leisurely: "It's really interesting. Every time he mentioned white ink paintings, this Boss Qin would have a stiff face. ”

When Yun Fan heard this, he couldn't help but quip: "Brother Sikong, you are quite concerned about Boss Qin. ”

Sikong Jiu just smiled mysteriously and did not speak.

This Boss Qin is not very human, she knows or is related to white ink paintings. Yun Fan had noticed this before.

And Sikong Jiujiu secretly said in his heart: It seems that it is time to have a good exchange with this Boss Qin.

After a while, Yun Fan and his party came to the shop selling calligraphy and paintings in the town. And the nine who stayed at the inn continued. What he said to Yun Fan and them was, of course, to find out some information about the white ink painting on this woman.

But in fact, Yun Fan and the others knew what he had, but they just tacitly understood it.

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The shop they found was not very large, but it was the only calligraphy and painting shop in the town.

At first glance, the store is full of all kinds of books and paintings, which is refreshing and bright.

As soon as Yun Fan entered the shop, he was caught by a landscape painting hanging on the wall of the shop, and he immediately stopped on the side, his eyes slightly condensed, and watched it silently.

Qiu Death, Ye Ruyan and Sikong Jiu were there to ask the owner of the shop. The boss was a middle-aged man in his forties and fifties.

Begging Death asked: "If you recall carefully, is there a person named Bai Mo Painting who came to buy paintings?" ”

The boss was just about to speak, when Ye Ruyan's voice sounded in the ears of begging for death: "Since he came here to live in seclusion, he just doesn't want people to know that he is a white ink painting." You use your ideas wisely!"

Ye Ruyan's phoenix eyes turned, glanced at Yun Fan next to her, and said, "Are you here to inquire about the news or to enjoy the paintings?!"

Yun Fan turned his eyes and said indifferently: "It's both." ”

"Did you find anything?"

When the two heard this, they hurriedly walked up to Yun Fan, and they all stared at the landscape painting in front of Yun Fan.

"White ink painting. Yun Fan slowly spit out three words between his lips.

The three words that were extremely simple and clear fell into their ears, but they were like thunder, and everyone was shocked when they heard it.

"White ink painting?!" begging for death muttered repeatedly, and said with a smile: "You are not dazzled, are you!? Are you mistaken!? This is clearly a landscape painting, there is no human figure, where did the white ink painting come from!"

Yun Fan still stared intently at the painting in front of him, and continued: "I mean the person who made this landscape painting may be a white ink painting. ”

Ye Ruyan said: "There is no name and no surname on this painting, why do you say that it was made by him." ”

"Painting. Yun Fan looked at them sideways and slowly said two words.

"Painting?!"

"Come and see," Yun Fan looked sideways at the painting again, and everyone followed his gaze carefully: this is a landscape painting, and what is depicted in the painting should be some ordinary trees and flowers, if you look at these aspects alone, it seems that the whole painting is not new, it is completely an ordinary landscape painting.

But if you really think so, then you think of this painting as too simple.

As the saying goes, the layman looks at the excitement, and the insider looks at the doorway, and Yun Fan obviously belongs to the latter.

Yun Fan said slowly: "This painting seems to be soft and invisible, but it is actually strong and powerful. It also hides the swordsmanship mystery of the Xiuwen Museum, the old pine welcomes guests, the black pine blocks the way, and the pine leaves fly. ”

"Wow!" begging for death was shocked: "Swordsmanship and painting skills are mixed together, and it is really the work of a master!"

Ye Ruyan said: "Even if it is really made by a master, it is not necessarily a white ink painting. ”

When Yun Fan heard this, he couldn't help but ask, "Then have you ever seen a white ink painting with your own eyes?" Everyone has their own unique style of painting. As far as I know, white ink paintings are usually based on landscape paintings, with meticulous brushstrokes and no matter what the four seasons are, and often see peaches, apricots, hibiscus and lotus flowers in the same painting, with the gods as the main and the form secondary. ”

"Yes, there are peach blossoms and lotus flowers in this painting, both of which are out of season. Begging for death, looking at this painting, said suddenly.

"Painting can also be imitated or plagiarized, which is too far-fetched. At this time, Ye Ruyan's questioning voice sounded again.

Although she said so, in fact, she had gradually agreed with Yun Fan's judgment and conclusion in her heart. It's just that her arrogant temperament and prejudice against Yun Fan made her still say things against her will.

"......" Yun Fan glanced at her sideways, then swept his gaze to the shopkeeper on the side, and asked, "Boss, can you tell me who painted this painting?"

The boss thought for a moment and said, "I really don't know, because this type of painting is sent by a child every time to consign, and it will not come to the cashier until it is sold." How do I know who painted it?"

Yun Fan pondered for a while, then paid the boss a silver tael and bought the painting.

They then walked out of the shop.

Ye Ruyan asked, "Shall we just buy this painting?"

Yun Fan was noncommittal when he heard this, and said slowly: "The boss said that as long as this painting is sold, that child will come to collect the money." We will have the opportunity to inquire about the whereabouts of the white ink painting. ”

"This trick of yours is really wonderful!But waiting for a miracle to happen like this, so when are we going to wait?" sighed for death.

Ye Ruyan: "As long as I can find a white ink painting, even if there is only a 1 in 10,000 chance, I will wait." ”

When Yun Fan heard this, he suddenly looked sideways and took a deep look at Ye Ruyan next to him.

Suddenly, there was a deafening sound of gongs, drums and suona in everyone's ears, and everyone looked around, and a big red flower top gradually came into everyone's eyes.

It turned out to be a wedding procession, no wonder it was so lively!

I don't know whose daughter got married. Very curious.

begging for death and muttered secretly: "Someone is married, is the bride beautiful?"

Everyone stood still, their eyes moving as the bridal procession moved.

Yun Fan muttered: "Why are these people still so unhappy after all the happy events?"

When the wedding procession passed in front of them, Yun Fan soon noticed that something was wrong, it turned out that the scale of the team marrying a daughter was quite different from that of ordinary people.

In addition to the general bridal girl, the bride and the sedan chair man carrying the sedan chair, there are some middle-aged men holding swords at the front of the team, all of them are tigers and bears.

Not only them, but everyone else in the team was the same, all with serious expressions. And Yun Fan saw the somewhat familiar figure behind those strong men at a glance.

When Yun Fan said this, he also felt that he wanted to die, and said softly: "Yes! The passers-by next to him all walked away as if they were avoiding the plague, lest they could avoid it." ”

And this person Yun Fan has an impression, and he has seen it in the past few days, Yun Fan closed his eyes slightly, and his mind was recalling the people he had seen in the past few days. There weren't many people he had seen in the past few days, and after a while, Yun Fan's eyes opened suddenly, and he finally remembered.

This person was the middle-aged uncle who asked the Taoist chief to get rid of the trouble when they came to Meizhen on the first day they came to Meizhen. Thinking of the second aunt of the inn and Boss Qin who said that the mountain demon caught the bride and caused many girls to be married to disappear, Yun Fan suddenly couldn't help but be surprised.

At this moment, a local villager came over and said: "I see that you are from other places, you don't know anything! In the past six months, we don't know what bad luck we have paid in Meizhen, every time the bride gets married, when passing through the Red River Valley, the bride in the sedan chair will definitely disappear out of thin air and disappear. I heard that it was the mountain demon who caught it. ”

"Mountain Demon!?"

"......" Yun Fan frowned and was silent.

"That's right!" the villager continued, "This time the mayor's daughter is married to a neighboring county, and the Red River Valley is the only way to go. Although a few thugs have been brought in, they should still send sheep into the tiger's mouth!"

When the villager had finished speaking, he shook his head and walked away. It was clear that he had anticipated the end of the mayor's daughter.

After listening to the death, he hurriedly said: "What this villager said seems to be serious. Is there really a mountain demon?"

"What kind of mountain demon is there in the world? Let's not be distracted, or it will be bad if the kid comes and we don't see it. Ye Ruyan reminded.

Yun Fan stared at the direction of the mayor's daughter's wedding procession gradually disappearing, and then instructed the three people who begged for death on the side: "You guys watch here first, and I'll come when I go!"

After Yun Fan finished speaking, he chased after him without saying a word, leaving only a stunned begging for death and Ye Ruyan standing in place.