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The same street, the same restaurant, still the same owner, and there is still no such painting on the wall.Yan Qi was speechless, and called the boss, "Boss, where is your painting?" The boss was at a loss, he still couldn't understand what Yan Qi was talking about, and he couldn't even post it this time.

Fu Rong repeated it to the boss, using the same weird accent as the boss.The expression on the boss's face suddenly became relaxed, "Painting? What painting?"

Fu Rong translated to Yan Qi.

Yan Qi said, "A picture of a tree was given to you by a man in a cloak."

Fu Rong continued to do translation.The boss shook his head again and again, "I don't understand what you are talking about, no one gave me a painting."

"Ah?" It was Yan Qi's turn to be at a loss.

Fu Rong said, "How about eating first?"

Well, let's eat first.

Yan Qi specially told Fu Rong to order normal dishes.

While waiting for the food, Yan Qi asked him, "Why do you speak the language here?"

Fu Rong said: "I can speak many languages."

Yan Qi shook his head, "The key is why? For example, you can say that you are very smart."

Fu Rong said: "No, my brain structure is different from that of ordinary people."

"..." This is to say that I am very smart, right?In an obnoxiously modest way.

Yan Qi looked around and saw that it was not much different from five years later, and the decoration was even a little old five years later, maybe because it has not been refurbished because of the fire. "Five years later, the boss will know that painting."

Fu Rong said: "Maybe the person who gave him the painting has not come yet?"

"It should be like this." Yan Qi sighed, "When do you think that person is going to come?"

"I don't know, you didn't tell me."

"How about you go back and ask him, and come back and tell me?"

Fu Rong shook his head, "It's best not to use the same time gate multiple times in a short period of time."

"why?"

"It's going to go wrong," Volon said, "like some guns need to cool down."

Yan Qi smiled and said, "Can you tell me this?"

Fu Rong said: "It's okay, this is what you said, and you also said that you can't listen now, but because you don't have the ability to go to similar time points many times now, so it doesn't matter if you don't listen."

"..." Yan Qi said, "He's so annoying."

Fu Rong shook his head, "No, he doesn't talk as much as you do."

"..." Yan Qi asked him, "Do you know Qin Mo?"

Fu Rong nodded.

Yan Qi urged him, "Speak more."

Fu Rong thought for a while, "You like him very much."

"You don't need to say this. What else?"

Fu Rong thought about it again, "I'm not familiar with him."

"..." Yan Qi was really depressed, it was really tiring talking to this person, "But you know me well, right? What did I say?"

Fu Rong said, "I never asked."

"..."

When the dishes came, they were quite normal dishes, but they were all vegetarian dishes.Yan Qi remembered one thing, "Are you rich?"

Fu Rong was stunned for a moment, "You didn't bring any money?"

"Yes, but not enough." Yan Qi took some money when he came, and looked out to the street through the store door, "Since I want to wait here for that person to deliver the painting, it may take a while, There is a certain cost of living.”

Fu Rong said: "You didn't think of this before?"

Yan Qi shrugged, "I've made progress this time, at least I thought of bringing money."

Fu Rong looked at him, "It's right for me to come to see you, it's so interesting." Even though he said this, he still had no expression and his tone was very calm.

Yan Qi said: "You are also very interesting. If you have money, it will be even more interesting."

Fu Rong smiled slightly, "Yes." He took out the wallet and handed it to Yan Qi.

Yan Qi opened it and took a look. There was a thick stack of large banknotes inside. It seemed that he didn't need to sleep on the street or eat dry food every day. "Thank you." He put the wallet into his pocket.

"..." Fu Rong shook his head and said nothing.

This time Yan Qi didn't rent a room in the boss's house. He rented a room upstairs across the street. He planned to sit by the window and stare at the restaurant every day, and then see who was sending the paintings.

Sitting by the window, Yan Qi said: "Sitting here every day staring at the opposite side, I will definitely be bored to death."

Fu Rong thought for a while, "You can go to the restaurant opposite to find a job, and keep an eye on people while you work."

Yan Qi sighed: "This was originally my plan when I had no money - to get up early and work in the dark every day to help others. I never thought that it would be the same when I had money."

Fu Rong thought about it again, "Then stay in that shop every day, so that you can do your own things such as reading books, and when that person comes to deliver paintings, you will definitely see him."

Yan Qi nodded and said with a smile, "That's good, you're quite smart."

"No, I'm just a brain structure..."

Yan Qi interrupted him, "Stop!"

In the evening, Fu Rong said that he was leaving, Yan Qi looked at him with wide eyes, and then he disappeared, Yan Qi was stunned, "Is there any mistake..." Why is there nothing?He had thought he could see something across the door.

Yan Qi frowned and thought for a while, thinking that it should be a matter of speed. If you are fast enough, you can see nothing and be safe enough. If the enemy with good eyesight sees where you are when you run away, if that enemy is the Dragon King That kind of person, then he must go to heaven and earth to find a way to dig you out.It seems that I am still far behind, I have to work hard.

Yan Qi spends his days in restaurants waiting for others.One month later, he was used to reading characters that were somewhat different from modern characters; two months later, he could write; three months later, he had read all the books in this local bookstore; four months later, he could write After five months, he could speak the local dialect fluently; after six months, he was finally bored and started working in restaurants for free; after seven months, he had Will do a lot of dishes - most of which are all kinds of seafood.

"Xiao Qi, have a sweet and sour fish!"

"Okay, let's come." This place didn't have this dish, but Yan Qi made it, so now the boss not only doesn't charge him for the meal, but also gives him some commission.

In his free time, Yan Qi would write letters, both to his parents and to Qin Mo. Although he couldn't send them, he still wrote them. They were all about daily matters, and some pages simply had two words written repeatedly. : Qin Mo Qin Mo Qin Mo...

At the end of the year, the delivery man finally came. Yan Qi was in the kitchen, and he heard the boss outside saying: "Guest, are you ready? Take your things, don't forget."

Then another person said, "I'll give it to you. If you don't need it, you can just throw it away."

These voices sounded familiar, Yan Qi frowned, and quietly looked through the crack of the door, a man in a cloak, Yan Qi quickly put on the gauze hat he had prepared and put aside, and went out, but that person The man in the cloak was already heading out, Yan Qi chased after him, and the boss shouted after him, "Xiao Qi, where are you going?"

The man in the cloak walked very fast, and Yan Qi couldn't catch up for a while, but he knew the town very well. After he judged the direction of the man, he took a shortcut and rushed to the front of the man, looking for A few children who were playing, "Help me entangle the man in black, who can see his face, who will I buy candy for later."

Those kids were very mischievous, and they had already gotten to know Yan Qi well. When they heard that there was candy, they all ran to stop that person.Yan Qi pretended to be a passerby, and then he saw that the man was under the entanglement of the children. When he lowered his head, a few strands of blond hair slipped out of the cloak. He said a few words to the children, and Yan Qi heard his words again. Voice, is that him?But how?At this time, the mischievous children lifted the man's hat even more vigorously, Yan Qi was stunned for a moment, and the man also glanced at Yan Qi.Yan Qi was frightened, but after thinking about it, he was also wearing a gauze hat, so he was not in a panic, and tried his best to walk away at the same speed.

The man finally got rid of the children impatiently, and walked away almost in the blink of an eye.

The children flocked to Yan Qi, "Seventh brother, buy candy! Buy candy!"

Yan Qi asked with a smile, "Have you all seen what he looks like?"

"He is very good-looking, even more beautiful than you, Seventh Brother!" "He wears glasses! How strange." "The hair is very long, like gold." "He is very white, whiter than you, Seventh Brother."" There are no patterns like yours, Seventh Brother, on your face." "..."

"Okay, you really see it clearly, let's go, let's go buy sugar."

"okay!!"

Surrounded by a group of noisy and laughing children, Yan Qi walked towards the candy shop. He was also laughing, but the smile didn't reach his eyes. He saw clearly who that person was, that voice, those long blond hair, and That face, that is the Dragon King. I didn’t expect him to be there in 1900, and he himself sent a painting called “The Tree of Life” to Kunyu. What does he want to do?Playing a scavenger hunt?Is the ability to test yourself reliable?It's really idle. A hundred years ago, he threw away a painting, and a hundred years later, he forced someone to help him get it back. This kind of person really...doesn't know how to describe it.

When he returned to the restaurant, Yan Qi saw that the painting was hung on the wall. He walked over and stood in front of it to look at it for a while. The painting did indeed depict a tree, and the other had only branches and trunks without a single leaf. The tree without the artist's name written on it, Yan Qi took the painting out of the frame, and the back was blank.

The boss walked over and asked him, "Xiao Qi, what are you doing?"

"It's nothing. I'll see if there is an artist's signature on this painting." Yan Qi put the painting back into the frame and hung it on the wall.

The boss said: "It's definitely not a famous painter. When you first came, you seemed to ask me if there was a painting of a tree here?" He looked at Yan Qi with some doubts.

Yan Qi shook his head, "How can I, I didn't understand what you said at that time."

The boss thought about it, "That's what your friend asked."

"That person is not my friend. I just met him the day I came here. Did he really ask you about this painting?"

The boss frowned, "I seem to have asked..." He shook his head, "Forget it, what do you want to do?"

Yan Qi imitated the painting for two weeks, and then replaced the original painting with his own forgery while the boss was away.

It was time to leave. Before leaving, Yan Qi told the boss, "Boss, remember to fill the big tanks in the kitchen and the backyard with water." There will be a fire in the future, so it should be better if there is water?

The boss responded casually, "Okay, it's just you who have a lot to do."

Yan Qi shook his head, called his assistants, and distributed some money to each of them, "From now on, you will fill those tanks with water every day for two months, is there any problem?"

"No problem." The guys are very happy, it's a good money.

Seeing Yan Qi handing out the money made the boss feel bad—even though it wasn't his own money, "Xiaoqi, what are you doing?"

"Nothing, thank you for taking care of me for so long."

The boss wondered, "Why are you saying this all of a sudden?"

"It's okay." Yan Qi waved his hand and went back to his room across the street.

After returning to the room, Yan Qi simply put away his things, and he didn’t have anything else to take. He had to take the painting and wrap it in oiled paper so that it wouldn’t fall into the sea again. He had to take the letter he wrote and wrapped it in oiled paper. , the others are gone.He released his light tendril, ready to leave 1900, the light spread to infinity, Yan Qi felt that something was wrong, he was going to pick up Dudeng in 1905, it didn’t look like a short trip now, he wanted to stop, But those light vines seemed to suddenly not listen to him, and kept moving forward. He tried desperately to control them, and he retracted them, with more force, and then, like excessive force when pulling a rope, all the light vines broke. Yan Qi fell down...