But what several people didn't expect was that the scene after the white mist dissipated was simply scared to the hearts of several people.

I thought that behind the fog, it would be the dream feather who likes to say witty things, has a cheerful temperament, has a smart personality, and is fluttering in white.

However, what they saw was ......

Meng Yu can almost be said to be covered in blood, and his white clothes are dyed thoroughly. Moreover, it seems that he has suffered some unbearable torture, Mengyu's clothes are not so much clothes as a few strips of cloth, which are appropriate. Meng Yu's wrists and ankles were full of blood holes as thick as little fingers, densely encroaching on all the skin. The width of the blood hole was at least four fingers thick, and it was almost intended to make Meng Yu's tendons and tendons seem to be broken and not connected in such a cruel way. To put it bluntly, it's going in the direction of becoming crippled. Meng Yu's body was covered with all kinds of whip marks left by the silk whip, almost a blur of flesh and blood, and it was miserable. Although the blood had long since dried up, leaving only dark red blood scabs, it was full of such crazy and inhuman torture.

Meng Yu's originally clean and handsome face was also stained with blood, and he looked extremely embarrassed.

"Quick, turn around, don't look!"

Seeing this, although Zilu's heart was in great pain, she immediately turned her head vigilantly and shouted.

After nearly a thousand years of time with Mengyu, how could Zilu not know how strong her brother was, how proud he was, and how could he easily let others look down on her vulnerability?

The two people who heard Zilu's voice were stunned at first, and then turned their heads a little sneeringly and turned their backs.

After all, it's indecent. Moreover, it seems that looking at Meng Yu's embarrassed appearance like this will also make Meng Yu feel embarrassed, and it is indeed better to avoid it.

"Brother, how did you become like this?! You say! Are you a poisonous hand under the Qin River! Xiaolu will seek justice for her brother!"

Zilu said indignantly.

In that way, it seemed that as long as Meng Yu gave an order, he could immediately break Qinjiang into ten thousand pieces.

“...... Xiaolu, don't blame the master, it's a long story......"

Meng Yu was obviously not as excited as Zilu, and only shook his head slightly. Let Zi Lu Mo be driven by impulses, blinded by feelings, and only indifferent and gentle between words.

In that way, it seems that a thousand sails have passed, and only calm.

"What the hell is going on?!"

Zilu was puzzled.

In fact, the question Zilu asked was also a question that the other two people present wanted to know.

"Xiaolu, be patient, listen to me slowly. Today, the master has just woken up, and I wonder that when the master fell asleep, he was not stable, and he broke out in a cold sweat. The host has always liked cleanliness, so I proposed to go to the hot springs. Then, with my master's permission, I went about taking care of the preparations. The master is also familiar with the art of Qimen Dunjia, and the twists and turns here can't stop him at all. At the beginning, I was waiting for my master to come by the hot spring pool. I don't know that everything has been prepared for me, and after waiting for about two moments, the master is still in the future. Originally, no matter which way you go through, from the bedroom to the hot spring pool, it only takes about a pillar of incense. However, I waited for the left, but the master did not come. Wait, the host still doesn't come. I felt very uneasy, for fear that something would happen to my master. After all, in the battle of Bishuangtan, the master suffered a lot of losses. So, I left the hot spring pool and went to find my master. Taking advantage of the unique connection between the owner and the spirit, I quickly found the studio. But where will I know next...... Next...... It's going to be like that......"

Meng Yu didn't seem to want to mention the purgatory-like nightmare, his head bowed to the side, his eyes were still a little evasive, and tears were looming.

"Brother, what did Qin Jiang do to you?

Zilu has always been a straightforward person, and she never hides her emotions.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he was full of fire.

"Xiaolu, Hugh is talking nonsense. I don't know what the master knows, but as soon as he came up, he asked me in a menacing manner about the scrolls on the ground. The paintings on these scrolls are clearly the daily playfulness of the previous owner, and there is nothing special about them. But I don't understand what the master is angry about. Later, I don't know what I said, I provoked him, and then I ...... And then ...... It's what you see now......"

Meng Yu first criticized Zilu with a stern face, and then told her story with a confused look.

"Mengyu, aren't you mistaken? There is nothing on this painting scroll on the ground!"

Before Meng Yu finished speaking, Zhen Di hurriedly interjected a sentence.

Because, Zhen Di keenly noticed that there seemed to be something wrong in Meng Yu's words. Obviously, the scrolls on the ground, except for some blood stained with dream feathers, are all white, where is there any so-called painting?

"Ah?!How can this be?!Xiaolu, show me the painting!"

Meng Yu seemed to have heard some earth-shattering news, and immediately became excited.

Zilu got Mengyu's order, and immediately hurriedly took out a few scrolls on the ground and showed them to Mengyu one by one.

Meng Yu floated closer, and looked at it carefully, for fear of missing any important details.

However, the truth is indeed what Zhen Di said.

The scroll is blank.

“...... I see......"

Seeing such a situation, Meng Yu couldn't help but muttered a little depressed.

"No, brother, what the hell is going on? The master used to love to paint, and this studio is also the favorite place to stay since the master lived in seclusion. The bookshelves here are full of the owner's paintings, how can they not be there for no reason?"

Zilu's attention has always been on Mengyu, and now she has discovered the painting.

At this time, the owner in Zilu's mouth is the mysterious former owner.

Zilu looked at the scroll in her hand over and over again, but no matter how Zilu looked, there was not a single painting on the scroll, not even a single ink spot.

Zilu simply thought it was very strange.

"Xiaolu, do you remember that incident more than three hundred years ago?"

Meng Yu didn't answer Zilu's question directly, and instead brought up the old thing.

“... Is my brother talking about the time when my father was angry and punished my brother?"

Zilu wrapped one hand around her chest, supported her chin with the other, squinted her eyes slightly, and remembered carefully.

Finally, I finally thought about it.

“...... It's ......."

After hearing this, Meng Yu nodded heavily.

It seems that he feels guilty about his father, and it seems that he regrets that he did not do his best for the instructions of his previous master, Meng Yu's face is very gray, and his eyes are also very complicated, as if there are countless emotions constantly surging.

"But... What does this have to do with the fact that the painting disappeared for no reason?"

Zilu felt that these two things were not half related, so she looked at Meng Yu with a puzzled look, trying to find an answer.

"It didn't take long for my father to come and take us home after the death of our master. My father said that once I returned home, I couldn't leave without his permission. But I secretly disobeyed his will. Because, when the master was about to die, the master asked me to take good care of those paintings. So, I secretly left the house and came here to maintain the paintings. The frost used in these paintings is mixed with the spiritual blood of the master, and if these paintings are not infused with spiritual power every fifty years, these paintings will slowly fade away from all colors, leaving only a blank scroll. Once the scroll becomes blank, there is no possibility of recovery. More than 200 years ago, I left with everyone on my back, just to come here and send spiritual power to these paintings, so as to keep them as they are. In this way, the master's legacy can be preserved, and it can be regarded as the fulfillment of the master's last wish. Unfortunately, after I came here for the second time, when I came home, I was caught by my father. My father was furious, saying that I was obsessed with Hongchen and refused to concentrate on purification, and that I had lost my duty as a qin spirit and the rules that a son of man should follow, so he severely punished me...... It's been a long time...... After all, there is no chance to appreciate the master's Danqing pen again...... What a pity! Those paintings are the brainchild of the owner!"

Meng Yu's tone was full of regret and sadness......

No wonder my father was so angry that he blew his beard and glared at that time, it turned out that it was because his brother had disobeyed his will. At that time, even with me, my father became very strict with me. My father used to be always very gentle, no wonder I haven't seen my brother for a long time, brother, you have suffered......"

Zilu looked like this, with a little worry in her eyes.

Maybe I'm worried about my brother's punishment, after all, my father's temperament... I'm afraid my brother's life is not easy...

This was originally the fault of the elder brother for not being disciplined, and the elder brother was willing to accept any punishment from his father. I'm sorry to hurt you, Lu. However, it is really inappropriate for my father to be so unprovoked. After all, you are innocent. However, I have never regretted it. It is said that we are entrusted by others, loyal to people, and the master used to treat us like relatives, and I have nothing to repay her. It is often said that the grace of a drop of water should be repaid by a spring. I never regretted doing this! It's just that providence made people, and after all, I still didn't keep ......."

In Mengyu's words, in addition to regret, he still regrets.

Zhen Di and Qin Jue, who heard such a conversation between the two brothers, felt extremely shocked in their hearts.

Once the master immortal dies, the blood contract between the qin spirit and the master will be automatically dissolved, and naturally the relationship between the two will no longer exist.

It is really unthinkable that Meng Yu would be such a affectionate and righteous Qin Ling! For the sake of a promise, even if it is a thousand difficulties and dangers, Longtan Tiger's Den, he must break through! Even his father, who is so kind to himself, can disobey his orders!

Moreover, even for his own father, he can distinguish between right and wrong, and it is not because he is a relative, he does not distinguish between right and wrong.

Mengyu is very upright, which is very rare.

His eldest brother, his own master, is like this, what more can a husband ask for!

In the face of such a dream feather, the two of them were full of admiration in their hearts. Because of this, he couldn't help but have a little respect for Meng Yu, turned his body slightly sideways, faced Meng Yu, and took a deep look.

Regarding such behavior of the two, Meng Yu just shook his head lightly and said nothing, indicating that he could not afford to accept such a heavy gift.

At this time, Zilu, who was facing away from the two of them, was all focused on her brother, where could she take care of them?