Feel free to touch.
I don't mind.
Why does it feel weird to hear this?
Ye Qingyun looked at Leng Muxue.
I recall that wonderful Mid-Autumn Festival night again.
I can't help but feel a little distraught.
Ye Qingyun quickly calmed down.
"Ye Qingyun, Ye Qingyun, why are you so unsure now?"
"How can you think wrong about someone's normal words?"
"You're not really a fucking pervert, are you?"
Ye Qingyun questioned himself in his heart.
After finally suppressing those messy thoughts, Ye Qingyun walked to the portrait.
He bowed respectfully first.
"Grandma, my ancestor, I've offended you."
Finish this sentence.
Snap!
The painting that was originally hanging on it suddenly fell down.
It fell to the ground with a clatter.
Ye Qingyun was startled.
"Why did the rope break? I guess it was hung for too long."
Leng Muxue was shocked.
Because this painting has been hanging here for thousands of years.
The rope that hangs the portrait is no ordinary rope.
It is made from a special kind of seaweed.
Extremely tough.
It is impossible to break on its own.
Why did the rope hanging the portrait break when Ye Qingyun bowed to the portrait?
"Could it be that even the portrait of the ancestor cannot bear the worship of Mr. Ye?"
Leng Muxue couldn't help but feel secretly awe-inspiring.
"It fell by itself, it has nothing to do with me."
Ye Qingyun also turned around and explained.
Leng Muxue couldn't laugh or cry.
Ye Qingyun carefully picked up the portrait.
Checked it carefully.
This painting is not painted on paper, but on a kind of silk.
It feels very soft to the touch.
"It doesn't look like there is any map."
Ye Qingyun touched his chin and thought about it in his mind.
But this grandma, the founder, would not deceive the descendants of Moon God Palace.
There must be treasures.
It's just that this painting is too mysterious.
"You guys should also come up and take a look."
Ye Qingyun greeted Huikong and Yuexixia.
The two of them also came closer.
Yue Weixia touched the scroll and shook her head.
Obviously no clue.
Huikong, on the other hand, was using his Buddhist Dharma Eyes, as if he wanted to see what mysteries were hidden in this painting.
Under Huikong's Buddhist Dharma eyes, he really saw some clues.
"Holy Son, this painting does have a layer of precious light, and it seems to be hiding something."
Huikong said this.
Ye Qingyun was startled, "Then can you see what's hidden?"
"It should be the hiding place where the treasure is hidden."
Huikong said with certainty.
Ye Qingyun ""
Aren't you talking nonsense?
Are you going to leave it here or here with me?
"As long as you crack the treasure light of this scroll, you will definitely be able to see the mystery in it!"
Huikong said again.
Ye Qingyun was speechless.
"Okay, okay, stop talking nonsense here."
Huikong was immediately embarrassed.
Think about it carefully.
It seems like I really said some nonsense.
"Amitabha, Huikong is stupid."
Ye Qingyun didn't expect them to see anything.
at this time.
Ye Qingyun noticed the four stone pillars in the four directions of the hall.
"Um?"
He seemed to see something and walked to one of the stone pillars.
Take a closer look.
Then he stopped for a moment in front of the other three stone pillars.
"I see!!!"
Ye Qingyun suddenly shouted.
Leng Muxue's delicate body trembled.
"Has Young Master Ye achieved enlightenment?"
Ye Qingyun shook his head.
"It's not about enlightenment, it's about me understanding the secret of this painting."
Several people were puzzled.
But he saw Ye Qingyun holding a scroll and pointing at the four stone pillars.
"Palace Master Leng, have you noticed those four stone pillars?
The mark on it?”
Imprint?
Leng Muxue nodded, "My seniors at Moon God Palace have already discovered this. It's just a fire cloud pattern for decoration."
Ye Qingyun smiled slightly.
"This fire cloud pattern is where the mystery lies."
Leng Muxue still doesn't understand.
It’s Huikong.
Take a pat on your bald head.
"Holy Son, I understand!"
Ye Qingyun immediately looked at Huikong.
There was a look of relief in his eyes.
Huikong had followed him for so long, and he had finally acquired some of his own wisdom.
"Huikong, since you understand, let's talk about it."
Ye Qingyun said.
Huikong nodded repeatedly.
"Is it possible to find the place where the treasure is hidden as long as we dig out the fire cloud patterns on the stone pillars?"
Ye Qingyun ""
Yue Xia looked at Huikong suspiciously.
"What does that have to do with the portrait?"
Huikong was stunned.
He scratched his bald head.
"Well, maybe this portrait is just a trick!"
Ye Qingyun waved his hand towards Huikong.
"Okay, okay, just go ahead and recite sutras."
"oh oh!"
Huikong actually walked to the corner alone, facing the corner and chanting sutras silently.
Ye Qingyun was too lazy to pay attention to him.
"Master Ye, what does the fire cloud pattern have to do with the portrait?"
Leng Muxue asked with some concern.
Ye Qingyun pointed to the four stone pillars.
"Master Leng, look, these four stone pillars have fire cloud patterns, and they are arranged in four directions, and the portrait is in the middle."
"This is clearly telling us that if we want to decipher the secret of the scroll, we must put the scroll in fire!"
"In this way, the mystery can be revealed!"
After saying that, Ye Qingyun couldn't help but feel a little proud.
I, Ye Qingyun, am indeed extremely smart.
The mystery that generations of people in the Moon God Palace could not figure out was suddenly discovered by me.
Tsk tsk!
People are smart but there is nothing they can do.
"Put in the fire?"
Leng Muxue's expression
eccentric.
Meng'er on the side opened her mouth even more.
"Palace Master, isn't that just to burn this painting with fire?"
Ye Qingyun nodded repeatedly.
"That's right, it's burned with fire."
Leng Muxue frowned slightly.
Why does this sound so unreliable?
Burn with fire?
Is the mystery mentioned by the Patriarch really true?
If someone else had said this, Leng Muxue would definitely not believe it.
But these words came from Ye Qingyun's mouth.
I really can’t believe Leng Muxue’s misunderstanding.
How about giving it a try?
Leng Muxue decided immediately.
Try following Ye Qingyun’s method.
Although this method seems a bit unreliable, since Ye Qingyun said so, it must be Ye Qingyun who saw the trick.
What kind of person is Ye Qingyun?
If his words cannot be trusted, whose words in the world can be trusted?
Ever since.
Leng Muxue took matters into her own hands and made a fire.
Then.
Put the scroll in the fire.
When he put it down, Leng Muxue's hands were shaking a little.
This is the portrait of the ancestor.
just in case
No chance!
Since Mr. Ye said it, it must be possible.
You can’t go wrong!
In the flames, the scroll began to deform.
Then, it started to burn.
Several people gathered around the fire and carefully watched the changes in the scroll.
"Palace Master, this painting is on fire."
Meng'er was a little worried.
Leng Muxue said nothing, with an expectant look on her face.
Until the scroll is completely burned.
But still no mystery emerged.
"Palace Master, the portrait is going to be burned!"
Meng'er was a little anxious.
Ye Qingyun was also a little panicked.
Damn it!
Isn't it right?
After a while.
"Palace Master, the portraits are all burned to ashes."
Meng'er said with a cry.
This chapter has been completed!