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Ten minutes later, Yu Yan looked at Zhu Xun in front of him, and couldn't help worrying in his eyes.After hearing what happened to the Xiling Zhu family, Zhu Xun fell into silence with a heavy heart.

Although Yu Yan didn't know the past in the illusion of Sea God Island, he could still guess the relationship between Zhu Xun and Zhu Shi.It was originally a short trip to relax, but I didn't expect to return to Xiling thousands of years later by accident.

Yu Yan cautiously glanced at Ning Yuezhi who was shoulder to shoulder.Master has been watching senior since just now, and there is a bit of hidden worry in his usual indifferent expression.

——Master, the ancient town of Heshi is Xiling thousands of years ago, do you know this?

Ning Yuezhi suddenly heard the message from his apprentice's mind, and looked over lightly, his eyes flickering slightly.

--Know.

When Yu Yan heard the imaginary answer, he suddenly guessed a possibility and asked again.

——Master brought senior here on purpose?

——had this idea, but it happened that the person who was promoted was one step ahead.

Ning Yuezhi returned.He stared at Zhu Xun's lonely back, and finally couldn't help but walked forward, grabbed his arm, and shouted, "Zhu Xun, wait a minute."

Zhu Xun paused in his steps, looked down at the arms they held, as if he could clearly feel the warmth of each other's palms.He hooked his lips and asked, "...what's the matter? Don't you always dislike contact with others?"

Ning Yuezhi let go of his hand, looked at his shallow smile, and sighed, "Go and see."

"Look at what?"

"Go to Xiling Mountain on the east side to have a look." Ning Yuezhi replied again.

Zhu Xun's expression froze for a moment, and he pretended to be meaningless, "Didn't you hear what the old woman said? A big fire has burned it out, so what else can I go to see? Maybe I died at that time and passed through the mausoleum." of the city."

"No, you're not dead." Ning Yuezhi moved his eyes, his brows showing difficulty.He paused for a second or two before speaking again and telling the truth, "...I took you away back then."

Zhu Xun's eyes widened, he couldn't believe it, "What did you say?!"

Ning Yuezhi looked at him with deep eyes, "Back then, when things happened suddenly, Master Zhu and Mrs. Zhu knew they couldn't escape this disaster, so they asked me to take you away."

"The rumors in that old man's mouth are correct. The Zhu family did not escape that catastrophe." Ning Yuezhi recalled the past, and his mood finally fluctuated slightly, "Zhu Xun, I am not capable enough to save so many people." people……"

Zhu Xun smiled wryly with downcast eyes, interrupted his words, and asked in a soft voice, "Why did you take me away?"

No wonder he had such nightmares.No wonder, someone in the dream blamed him for despair.As the young head of the Ning family, but at a critical moment, abandoning his parents and clan members, what kind of thing is he!

Even if you can't hide, you should die together.

"Why did you take me away?" Zhu Xun snorted and fell into infinite condemnation of himself.

Ning Yuezhi saw through his guilt and remorse, and almost tried his best to restrain the waves in his eyes.His voice was very light and light, even covering up the trembling, "I don't want you to die."

——What did you take me for?

—I don't want you to die.

Yu Yan, who stood at the end, saw the emotions of the two of them in his eyes, and was stunned for a moment.

For the seniors, it is the guilt of 'running away'.As far as the master is concerned, it is powerless self-blame.

"Senior, senior, Mrs. Zhu must have wanted you to live, so Mr. Ning took you away forcibly." Yu Yan stepped forward and softly broke the oppressive silence, "It's been so long, since it's here , you go to see the old place?"

"Well, I know." Zhu Xun came back from the daze, looked up at Ning Yuezhi, and said apologetically, "Ning Yuezhi, I don't blame you. I just found out about this suddenly, and my emotions were a little too violent .”

For Ning Yuezhi, he has a special affection in his heart.It may have taken a lot of effort for the other party to take him away from Xiling Mountain at a critical moment.

It's not an exaggeration to say it's a 'life-saving kindness', so how could I blame him?After all, he was actually blaming himself for forgetting about it so completely!

"You don't have to explain to me, I understand." Ning Yuezhi responded.He looked at Xiling Mountain not far away, and asked quietly, "Would you like to see it?"

"...Go!" Zhu Xun clenched his fists and made a decision.Instead of asking what happened to Ning Yuezhi back then, it's better to find a way to remember it by yourself.From my own point of view, I can always understand the state of mind that year more clearly.

Now that it has become a place to revisit, it is better to seize the opportunity to see and remember.

Xiling Mountain is at the innermost side of the ancient town, not far away.

Many people come to the ancient town to enjoy the small bridges and flowing water in the town, and very few people go to the foot of the mountain to climb the mountain.In addition, it was a working day in summer, and when the three of them arrived at the foot of the mountain, they didn't see other people at all.

Yu Yan saw the ticket gate set up at the foot of the mountain, and took a closer look, "The scenic spot of Xiling Mountain in the ancient town of Heshi is open from 40:[-] am to [-]:[-] pm, adult tickets are [-] yuan per person..."

Zhu Xun looked up at Xiling Mountain with complicated emotions in his eyes.After a long while, he smiled inexplicably, "I didn't expect that, I have to buy a ticket when I go home now. It's still early, let's wait for the staff."

Ning Yuezhi looked to a place on the right, and said to the two, "Go to the exhibition hall over there, it seems that the door has been opened."

Zhu Xun looked back, only to realize that there was an imitation classical building with black tiles and white walls not far away, with a few powerful characters written on the door plaque - Heshi Ancient Town Historical Calligraphy and Painting Museum.

Zhu Xun got a little interested, and took the lead to walk over, "Well, let's go and have a look."

There is a notice board outside the exhibition hall, with concise content-this exhibition hall is free to visit, and there are surveillance cameras inside, please pay attention to civilized viewing.

Zhu Xun saw these words clearly, and stepped forward.

The inside of the exhibition hall is very cool, and the heat outside makes people feel a lot calmer.As the name of the History Museum suggests, Zhu Xun still read every word very seriously.

Ning Yuezhi and Yu Yan understood in their hearts, and watched silently with him.Soon, the three of them entered another exhibition hall.In just a moment, there was a slight change in his expression.

"Senior, why does this pavilion feel cool?" Yu Yan asked in a low voice.

Zhu Xun looked around, and was about to reply when his eyes suddenly settled on a painting.His body reacted first, and when he came back to his senses, he was already standing in front of the painting.

This ancient painting was placed in a corner, and the person in the painting was a gentle-looking woman.She was sitting in the courtyard, and the side tables were filled with pastries and fruits.Her hair was pulled up high, and she looked forward tenderly, with a little smile on the corner of her mouth.

There is no signature on this painting, let alone the year it was painted.The painting skills are not exquisite, but Zhu Xun can't take his eyes off somehow.

"Aniang, you are done, I will help you draw."

"I'm an old man, what's there to draw? You should save this time to practice one more set of spells, so as not to be scolded by your father again."

"Ma'am, look at what you said, Ah Xun is painting for you, how can I blame him?"

"Aniang, you look the best! My brother always brags that his drawing skills have improved significantly, why don't you let him draw and watch."

"..."

Some mottled images suddenly appeared in his mind, making Zhu Xun cover his head and groan.Seeing this, Ning Yuezhi immediately directed at Zhu Xun with a wave of spiritual power, and silently recited the calming spell in his mouth.

Zhu Xun shook his head, trying to shake off the breathless pain.

"Senior, are you okay?" Yu Yan glanced at the paintings on the wall, then turned his attention back to Zhu Xun.Hearing his worry, the latter only waved his hand, "It's okay."

As soon as the voice fell, there was a sound of footsteps behind him.

The three of them turned back one by one, and found that the person who came was a white-haired old man.The old man is tall and straight, looking very tough.He saw Zhu Xun and others standing in front of the painting, and asked with a smile, "Can you understand this painting?"

The old man walked forward while talking, and Yu Yan politely moved aside to make room for him.

The old man nodded at him, looked at a portrait intently, and said slowly, "Don't think this painting has no signature or date, but I guess this painting has a long history."

He paused, pointed to a circle of paintings on the wall, and added, "...It should be said that the paintings in this exhibition have a long history!"

Zhu Xun recovered from the headache and asked in a low voice, "Old man, may I ask who you are?"

"My surname is Fang, and I am the administrator of this painting and calligraphy exhibition. If I were to be more specific, I founded this painting and calligraphy exhibition from the very beginning." Mr. Fang replied.

"The locals in Hanoi Ancient Town all have the surname Zhu, Mr. Fang, are you not a local? Why do you think of setting up a painting and calligraphy exhibition here?" Yu Yan asked politely.

Mr. Fang looked over with a smile, and couldn't help but smile heartily, "You young man has a quick reaction."

Yu Yan was suddenly praised, and lowered his eyes in embarrassment.

"When I was young, I came to this ancient town to play by chance. By chance, I found a box full of calligraphy and painting in a dry well on the Xiling Mountain."

Back then, the ancient town was not a scenic spot, and Xiling Mountain was even more original, and few people except locals set foot in it.Mr. Fang himself is a lover of calligraphy and painting. After discovering these paintings and calligraphy, he immediately contacted the local cultural bureau.

"It's a pity that the person in charge of the bureau at that time took a look at it and thought I was cheating them, and even gave me a good warning." Thinking of this, old man Fang shook his head helplessly.

Zhu Xun understood the key to this, and carefully probed, "Is it because these paintings look too new?"

When Mr. Fang heard this, his eyes became brighter.He really didn't expect these young people to be so powerful, and they all know a little bit, "Yeah, they thought I was cheating to claim credit, so they just let me go back with the box, don't you think it's annoying!"

"Later, I asked an acquaintance to appraise the wooden box outside. Guess what? It's an old object." Seeing that the three of them didn't think his words were weird, Mr. Fang became more and more interested. "Later, I checked After reading the local historical records and asking many local old people, I heard a legend."

Zhu Xun and Ning Yuezhi looked at each other, and responded briefly, "Master Fang, we heard about that legend before we came here, and it's about eight or nine times what you want to tell."

Mr. Fang was stunned for a moment, and then smiled again, "Well, the more I understand these things, the more I feel that these paintings have a lot of history. It's a pity that these paintings look too brand new, even the paper is of normal color, No one really believes me."

"Later, Heshi Ancient Town wanted to build a scenic spot. After I heard about it, I spontaneously applied for the establishment of this pavilion."

At that time, the relevant departments were actively responding to the country/country and developing local cultural construction, and naturally a hundred people agreed.Mr. Fang's painting unfolded very smoothly. In order to convince the leader, he also took out a lot of his own collection of paintings and calligraphy.

Then, these ancient paintings of 'unknown origin' are mixed in it.

"I have always believed in a saying, which is - there is God's will in the dark. Where these ancient paintings come from, they should take root there and wait for someone who is destined."

Zhu Xun heard the words, and his heart moved slightly.He bowed deeply to Mr. Fang, and said solemnly, "Mr. Fang, I believe every word you say, thank you."

"Thank you for what?" Seeing Zhu Xun's actions, Mr. Fang felt that he was transparent and interesting.

Zhu Xun turned his head to look at the person in the painting, and said, "It's not for anything else, just because I liked this painting from the bottom of my heart when I first saw it. If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't be able to see this painting today." painting."

Mr. Fang laughed heartily, and his heart felt even more at ease-in the past, when people heard his preface, they would just shake their heads and laugh at his nonsense. It was rare to meet a young man who believed in Zhu Xun.

"Young man, to tell you the truth, there are indeed mysteries in these paintings." Mr. Fang stroked his gray beard and whispered mysteriously, "That's another reason why I didn't take them away."

"Mystery?"

There was a trace of surprise in the corner of Zhu Xun's eyes.Seeing that he was interested, Ning Yuezhi asked softly, "Old man, can you reveal a thing or two?"

Mr. Fang looked back and forth between the two of them, shook his head with a smile, and declined, "Young man, there are too many mysterious and bizarre things in this world. It is better to know less about some things, so as not to be frightened."

When Zhu Xun heard this, he felt even more strange.

He is a ray of fate, and he is good at feng shui to catch ghosts, and he is not afraid of the "mystery" in the old man's mouth.But at this moment, it made his heart itch -- he always felt that the painting that the old man got by accident was left by Mrs. Zhu thousands of years ago.

If it's what he guessed, then this 'mysterious' probably has a lot to do with it.

Just as Zhu Xun was looking for a suitable wording, Ning Yuezhi on the side spoke again, "Old man, the person you said is destined to be here."

"Oh?"

The eyes of the three looked over in unison.

Ning Yuezhi looked back at Zhu Xun, and said with wisdom: Show him the jade pendant.

Zhu Xun's eyebrows moved slightly, and he understood the meaning of the other party in an instant.He took out the jade pendant from the Naling bag, and a subtle spiritual force emanated from his fingertips according to the jade pendant.

Soon, a few characters appeared on the top of the jade pendant—Xiling Zhushi.

Mr. Fang was so surprised and amazed that he even stopped stroking his beard.

"Old man, this jade pendant was left by my ancestors." Zhu Xun couldn't tell the whole truth, so he had to change his wording, "I came back to Xiling to find my roots, just to learn more about it."

After finishing speaking, he handed the jade pendant uprightly.

Mr. Fang hesitated for a while, then took the jade pendant under the light and looked at it carefully.He is not the kind of ignorant and ignorant old man, and ordinary tricks will not work in front of him.In addition, he likes to tinker with these ancient calligraphy and paintings all his life, so he can naturally distinguish the real from the fake.

What's more, the 'mystery' in this painting was mentioned by him so much, how could Zhu Xun and others come up with these things to deceive?

"Young man, what is your background?" Mr. Fang returned the jade pendant and asked seriously.Just relying on the two things of "converting jade pendants out of thin air" and "generating spiritual power from fingertips" just now, it is not something ordinary people can do.

Thanks to Mr. Fang's age and courage, he was not frightened.

"Old man, my surname is Zhu, and my name is Zhu Xun." Zhu Xun introduced his name, and then briefly said, "The Xiling Zhu clan has always known some ghost-hunting techniques, and I learned some along with it."

Mr. Fang knows current affairs, so he didn't ask any more questions.He pondered for a few seconds, finally sighed, and smiled, "Indeed, I once found a local "Folk Records", which contained Zhu's records about Fengshui techniques."

The book is kept secret in the archives, and few people know about it.Zhu Xun repeatedly mentioned so many coincidences that Mr. Fang simply believed in the saying of "a predestined person".

"Come with me." Mr. Fang turned around and walked out of the exhibition hall.

Seeing this, Zhu Xun and the others followed immediately.

There is a hidden compartment in the corner of the history museum, which is actually a video surveillance room.Mr. Fang led them in, and then he put on his reading glasses and sat in front of the computer, operating it skillfully.

Zhu Xun, who was on the side, felt confused when he saw the changes on the computer screen. He couldn't help but pursed his lips and complained to himself in his heart-this 'young man' didn't know as much as an old man.

"Look at this video." Mr. Fang clicked to zoom in on the screen, and said to them sideways, "This is the earliest video record, please look at the time in the lower right corner of the screen."

Yu Yan made some estimates and said in a low voice, "The surveillance video from eight years ago? The time is 55:[-]pm."

"Well, this is just the earliest recorded one, and you will understand after reading it."

Zhu Xun remained silent, staring closely at the surveillance screen.Monitoring the entry and exit of the painting and calligraphy exhibition hall, no more, no less, happened to be able to take pictures of a wide range of conditions inside the hall.

Compared with the present, the location of the exhibits has changed a few years ago, but the content of many exhibits has not changed.

Time passed by every minute, and soon, the time of the surveillance screen jumped to midnight and early morning.In an instant, the expressions of the three of them changed.

The traces of the portraits in the exhibition hall dissipated little by little on the paper, leaving only blank pages.In the ancient paintings, all the portraits, objects, landscapes, all disappeared!

The author has something to say: No one has read this article, right? qwq

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[Notice] Dear friends, Ah Si is sorry to say one thing here. This article will be changed to weekly updates (2~4 chapters a week) from today until the end.

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Due to personal physical reasons, I took a long break after finishing the last novel.I thought that after enough rest, I could enter the creation of this story in a better state.But contrary to expectations, the rhythm and data of this article are not above the standard line at all, and it can even be regarded as the worst result in history.

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There are still tens of thousands of words of manuscripts in Jinjiang's backstage. I originally planned to work hard to code the words, and the daily update will be completed in 4k~1w.But in fact, the data of this novel has been getting worse and worse since it was written, and my coding status has also been affected and fell into a trough. I really don’t even have the courage to hold on.

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I am very grateful to the little cuties who are still following the article. This novel has caused the current situation. The responsibility is entirely on me. I am really sorry for everyone, and I am also sorry for Xun Xuner and Ning Zhizhi. It is a pity that I could not write their stories well orz

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But it's absolutely guaranteed that I'll give them an ending that won't stop their story abruptly! (I hope everyone understands, no one wants to write them better than me! pps: I will try to be as stable as possible!)

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Sorry again QWQ