A little light gradually appeared outside the window, and it was the dawn of the day.

"Meiyu, are you a soul turner? I saw a girl who looks exactly like you today. Chen stared at the photo, took a hard puff of his cigarette, and then extinguished it in the ashtray: "I can't let this girl out of my sight, I want to treat her as you and treat her well." ”

Zhao Yuyan never closed her eyes all night, and these paintings on the desktop simply made her linger.

After finally admiring the imitation paintings of these fakes, she looked at the so-called genuine works of the painter on the wall, and suddenly found that there was a painting on the wall, which seemed to be missing a corner.

She stepped forward to take a closer look, and found that the corner of the painting was made of a faint kind of paint. In the dim light, it seems to disappear, but it is actually a hidden piece in the painting.

"There are some numbers on it. The numbers were curved like runes, and she couldn't read them, so she stepped forward and involuntarily stretched out her curious fingers and touched them lightly.

A shiny puzzle piece instantly appeared in her hand. This thing is the missing piece of the Eighteen Pictures, but Zhao Yuyan doesn't know it. She tried to put it on the original painting, but to no avail, so she quickly hid it under an inkstone.

Hearing the slight footsteps upstairs, she immediately turned back to the couch and pretended to be asleep.

The painter took a blanket and walked down quietly: "It's all my fault, I let you fall asleep here just now, and I forgot to get you a quilt." His hands were unusually light, and he covered her with a blanket.

When Painter Chen turned to leave, he never thought that the photo of the fox girl Meiyu that slipped out of his trouser pocket fell flutteringly on Zhao Yuyan's shoes.

After he left, Zhao Yuyan immediately turned over and got up, and saw the sofa, the shoes she took off had a photo of the girl she saw in the master's study, she tiptoed to pick up the photo, and secretly thought: "It's you, you hurt me so hard, after I grabbed the artifact, you attached it to my body, and now it was finally sealed by the master...... I didn't expect that if you were in this art shop, someone would know you. ”

There was a dead silence in the room, and Zhao Yuyan couldn't help but be a little afraid. She watched as the sky grew brighter outside, and she planned to leave immediately.

In the dim light, she quickly put on her coat and shoes, and quietly walked to the door. I wanted to unscrew the handle to open the door, but the handle didn't move.

When she was surprised, it was like a big cage falling from the sky, and suddenly detained her.

Painter Chen's unhurried steps immediately came from upstairs, walked to the wooden stairs, and saw Zhao Yuyan in a cage in a blink of an eye: "Honey, are you trying to escape?"

Zhao Yuyan held the cage with both hands, but found that the railing was iron, and it was very strong and welded to the top of the cage, and its weight could not even be lifted by two or three men, and it was impossible to break free at all.

"How can the photo be in your hands. Chen took out his trouser pocket with his hand, but it turned out to be empty: "It seems that I was negligent." ”

"Let me go, you know I'm from Ningfu. ”

Painter Chen said mysteriously: "In ancient times, there was a story about the Golden House Hidden Jiao, and I liked this story very much...... I used to treat the girl in the photo like this, so gracious...... But she died anyway. But I never thought that you were exactly like her, and I was so happy...... And you have fulfilled my prophecy, Yanzi girl, you really appeared. ”

Zhao Yuyan said angrily: "You Jinwu Zangjiao, what do you have to do with me? Hurry up and let me go." ”

Painter Chen's voice was unusually calm: "Come when you want, leave when you want, it's not easy to talk about." ”

"What do you want to do with me in this cage. ”

Painter Chen: "It's weird, you're too similar to her." ”

Zhao Yuyan threw the photo in his hand angrily in mid-air, and floated in front of Chen Painter's feet along the gap in the railing: "Here you go! ”

"How dare you throw away her picture!" The painter angrily changed his seemingly mild temper and shouted at her in the cage.

......

The sky is gradually clearing.

Su Peipei was wrapped in a quilt this night, guarding against the rats coming back in the room, as if she was not sleeping, she hurriedly ran to the table, looked at the small bronze mirror, and saw that her dark circles had climbed on her face.

Where has the eldest lady of the Su family been wronged like this, she thought to herself, if in the future, if Zhu An marries her, will life be like this. That night, he promised himself that he would marry her and let her live a good life when he climbed to Xiao Bai's position in the future, and he didn't know if his promise could be fulfilled.

Just as she was thinking about these things, she suddenly asked the master's aunt and wife to come and knock on the door.

"Please come in, I wish the lord to come to my room last night, and I didn't find any mice, and I didn't sleep well this night. ”

But the aunt ignored her invitation, but went into the house to look up and down, left and right, and saw that the house was in a mess. She was already a suspicious person, and even wondered if the master had done something with her last night.

When the morning dawn first came, Master Zhu was practicing in the courtyard, but Mrs. Xiao found one of his favorite things in his treasure box, which was a shotgun. The shotgun was hiding in the firewood in the kitchen at the moment.

It was my aunt's wife. She had already figured out a plan to get rid of Supepe.

"There is some food in the kitchen, and I told the cook to make it for you, but there are too many, and there are seven or eight dishes, and I can't serve them at once, so you can accompany me to the kitchen." Since you said that you didn't sleep well at night, then it's time to make up for your body, so you can go with me......"

"That's really too much trouble for you. Su Peipei didn't know that she was sarcastic about herself, so she happily followed her aunt's steps to the kitchen.

But the kitchen was empty, and the cook didn't seem to have begun to work. Looking around, there are nothing more than some leftovers from yesterday on the table.

"Did the cook bring the food out, we were a step late. Su Peipei thought of a sentence and asked politely.

"It's not too late, it's not too late, it's just the right hour. The aunt immediately walked over to the pyre, reached out and took out her shotgun, picked it up, and pointed it at Su Peipei.

"What are you doing with this gun, pointing at me......" Su Peipei dodged in a panic, but Mrs. Xiao walked to the kitchen door and kicked it slammed on.

"Don't move, you hold my hand up. ”

"Don't be like that, you have something to say......" Supepe said nervously.