I became my brother's cloud baby

There were occasional chirping birdsong outside.

The conversation of several people outside the house overwhelmed the chirping of birds:

"This Yunfu Island, but there is a terrible legend, I wonder if you have heard of it?"

"What legend?"

"There is no night in Yunfu Island, but if it is the fifteenth day of each month, it will be completely plunged into darkness. I heard that some people have heard strange calls at this night..."

"Fifteen every month? Isn't that... tomorrow?"

"Hey, it will be tomorrow in a few hours!"

"Yeah! Otherwise, why do you think it takes a few days to start the big competition?"

"real or fake……"

The conversation of several people reached Wu Zhi's ears, he raised his eyes and looked out, only to find that the window of his room was facing the outside.

Wuzhi frowned.

Very upset.

He walked over and closed the window, and the person who spoke at the door was shocked with a bang.

After closing the window, the room is still bright, it seems that closing the window has not brought any change to this room.

Ren Yanxing lowered his eyes, and suddenly caught a glimpse of the corner of the table next to him, walked to the table, and reached out to touch the corner of the table.

"What's wrong?" Wu Zhi turned his head and saw his movements.

"I always feel that something is wrong." Ren Yanxing rubbed his fingers against the corner of the table, "There are traces of other people here."

Hearing this, Wuzhi frowned, walked over and looked at it for a while: "Look at the wear and tear, it seems that someone has fought here."

"Every year, the top of Kyushu rooms are personally purchased by the leader of last year. The rooms of the past year will not be used again, and the rooms of this year are only open to those who participated in the test this year."

"Besides, the room at the Top of Kyushu was closed and heavily guarded when the final candidate was not determined. Logically speaking, there would be no third person coming in except us, so who would it be?"

Only then did Ren Yanxing take a good look at the room. He was busy bandaging Wuzhi just now and completely ignored the surroundings. He observed the surroundings carefully.

His eyes fell on the cabinet in front of him, on which was placed a blue and white porcelain vase.

The pattern on this blue and white porcelain vase is very weird. It depicts two people, one crouching under the table with his head in his arms, and the other standing in front of the table with his upper body bare.

Upon closer inspection, this person's figure was different from that of ordinary people, and even his toes were twice as big as ordinary people.

This painting is very weird, and I can't see what it wants to express at all.

Wuzhi walked over to look at it, and he reached out his hand to touch the lines on the porcelain vase: "Looking at the painting technique, it seems to be a bit old."

"This kind of painting technique is extremely old, like the ancient times. If we really want to find out, we don't know when it was."

"Ancient times?"

Ren Yanxing pondered for a while: "Such an ancient porcelain vase should be quite precious, so how could it be placed in such a place?"

Wuzhi stretched out his hand and rubbed the porcelain vase: "I'm afraid this is not a remodeled room, maybe it was left before."

"Looking at the traces of the fight, it's been a while."

"Probably I'm thinking too much." Ren Yanxing finally said.

Looking again, there were several books in the cabinet under the porcelain vase, and Wu Zhi took out one at random.

Coincidentally, this is a book that records the past and present leaders of the Zhangzhou Conference. Since a few years ago, this book has been occupied by the name Shen Han.

Wu Zhi tapped the table lightly with his fingers: "Is this Shen Han the leader of the Zhangzhou Conference every year?"

Suddenly mentioning this person, Ren Yanxing turned to look at him: "Yes."

"However, it's really strange. What he did so hard, he didn't sit on the throne by himself in the end." Wuzhi put the book back, leaned on the cabinet and lazily played with the porcelain bottle.

Ren Yanxing thoughtfully took the porcelain bottle in his hand and put it back in the cabinet, and looked at the porcelain bottle again.

Knowing that he cared about the porcelain vase, Wuzhi raised his eyes: "It will be dark in a few hours, are there any candles in this room?"

Since there is almost no night in Yunfu Island, there is no need for such things as candlelight.

Ren Yanxing searched around the room: "No."

As soon as the words fell, a "pop" came from behind Ren Yanxing.

A book with a black cover fell to the ground.

Ren Yanxing bent down, just about to reach out to pick it up, when the wind outside suddenly broke through the window and blew in.

When the wind stopped, it happened to stay on one of the pages:

On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, a fire is lit in the north of the island so that the young can be born.

The two looked at each other.

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