Chapter 1664: Discovery in the Painting

"Student Xiao?"

Xiao Xiao's silence made the young man feel strange, "What's wrong?"

"us……"

"found it."

Xiao Xiao looked at the young man sideways.

"what?"

The young man was a little confused and asked subconsciously, "What-"

His voice stopped abruptly.

He thought of a possibility.

"You, you mean..."

The young man opened his eyes wide, and his voice unconsciously became louder and louder, "Have you found the thing that prevents the monster from entering the house?!"

The little white fox shook his ears.

He half-raised his eyes and glanced at the young man.

Really noisy.

The young man shuddered all over.

After a moment of confusion, he ignored the episode.

He asked urgently, "Xiao, what is it?"

"What was that thing you found?"

"So it was in my bedroom?"

"In my bedroom..."

There was nothing special in his bedroom.

They are all common furniture.

Bed, bedside table, wardrobe, desk...

The young man glanced at the objects that were most familiar to him one by one.

After a circle, I still have no clue.

He was just about to hear Xiao Xiao's answer.

His eyes fell on the painting in front of him.

He was stunned.

Is it...

“It’s this painting.”

The sound in his ears confirmed his guess.

The young man swallowed.

"Gulu~"

Is this really the painting?

The only special thing in his room is... this painting.

he knows.

but……

"This painting was given to me by my grandfather."

The young man murmured.

Rather than just buying it by chance from some stall.

Just like the common routine in novels...

This painting was really created by my grandfather when he was young.

As far as he can remember, he has seen his grandfather take out this painting from time to time to admire it, with an expression of great love for it.

He also said that this painting was his peak.

No subsequent work could surpass this one.

So, he was really surprised when his grandfather gave him this painting a year ago.

He subconsciously refused.

He knew how much his grandfather liked the painting.

But grandpa's attitude was very firm.

Later, he always wondered if his grandfather had anticipated that his time would come and therefore insisted on personally giving his favorite painting to his grandson?

Whenever he thought of this, he felt a little sad.

The young man shook his head.

Grandpa doesn't like to see him being so useless.

Grandpa always lives in his heart.

Could it be that... his grandfather is actually a hidden master?
The young man had a sudden idea.

So before he died, he gave his grandson a treasure?
Thinking about it this way...it doesn't seem impossible?
No, no.

The young man shook his head.

Nothing is settled yet, but he is already thinking about all sorts of things.
He looked at the painting, his eyes widened to the extreme.

While asking, "Xiao, how do you know it's this painting?"

"what have you found?"

"Or... Is there something special about this painting?"

When he said this, the young man couldn't help but find it a little funny.

But the monsters still exist.
Then, the so-called aura of treasure is not so ridiculous, right?

"Look here."

Xiao Xiao motioned the young man to come closer to the painting.

He pointed his finger at a certain place.

"where?"

The young man muttered softly, his nose almost touching the painting.

He has seen this painting countless times.

Watched it with my grandfather, after he passed away
He could recall every detail of the painting in his mind.

He had thought so. Now, he was not sure.

"On this extended cliff."

Xiao Xiao reminded the young man whose face was filled with anxiety and confusion.

"Did you see a thatched hut?"

“There is a person playing the piano in the room”

As Xiao Xiao described, the fog in front of the young man's eyes gradually faded away, and some outlines appeared.

His eyes widened a little more.

"This"

He was shocked.

"Why is there a room here?!"

“Is there really someone playing the piano in the room?!”

"Bo Ya Zi Qi?"

He cried out.

"wrong."

The young man frowned, "Is the person outside the door Zhong Ziqi?"

"Why is it a little strange?"

Although the painting shows the back and the front cannot be seen, the movements can be seen clearly.

In the eyes of young people, why does this figure who looks like Zhong Ziqi seem to be a little ferocious?
If it were Zhong Ziqi, shouldn't he be sitting next to Yu Boya and listening to the music?
The Zhong Ziqi in this painting seems to be imprisoned in
The young man was stunned.

This scene seems familiar?

Locked out?
The young man knocked his head.

The hard thinking gave him a headache.

He pressed his forehead.

It seemed as if I could feel the veins throbbing under my hands.

He was a little irritable.

Just a little bit closer.

He had a hunch that he was just about to discover important information.

But he just couldn't figure this out.

He looked at Xiao Xiao, "Student Xiao"

For a moment he didn't know how to ask his question.

Xiao Xiao smiled.

"It feels familiar, doesn't it?"

The young man opened his mouth wide.

How does Xiao know what he is thinking?
He couldn't help but touch his face.

Is there writing on his face?

"Have you forgotten the owner of this stone?"

Xiao Xiao glanced at the box in the young man's hand.

The young man subconsciously raised the box in his hand.

The owner of the stone?
He didn't forget.

How could he forget?

He was just about to return the stone to its owner.

And the other party is a monster?
The young man looked at Xiao Xiao blankly.

Xiao Xiao raised his eyebrows slightly, "The monster is still waiting at the door."

The young man nodded blankly.

Well, he knows.

"Because it can't come into your room."

The young man nodded again.

Well, he knew that too.

He didn't understand. Xiao said at this time -
The young man reacted!

The part that had been missing before suddenly became clear.

Correct!
That's right!

This is it!

The young man suddenly turned his head to look at the scene he saw for the first time in the painting.

No wonder he felt somewhat familiar.

Isn’t this scene very similar to his current situation?

The monsters can't come in from outside the house.

monster.
"Is this a monster?!"

The young man finally cried out.

The figure outside the thatched hut is not Zhong Ziqi, but a monster!
The monster wanted to get into the thatched hut, but couldn't!
"This this."

The young man was both excited and shocked.

"this painting"

“Why didn’t I notice this before?”

The overly intense emotional fluctuations made the young man speak incoherently and his words were stumbling.

He took a deep breath.

Try to calm yourself down.

“I’ve seen this painting many times!”

"A little sleight of hand."

The corners of Xiao Xiao's mouth curled up slightly.

It will make the viewer unconsciously ignore this scene.

However, once you realize there is content here, the illusion will be broken.

(End of this chapter)