It had dawned early, and it was still gray outside the window. The weather was a bit cloudy, and Qin Feng was taking a nap while sitting on the plane.
He opened his sleepy eyes, stretched out as if no one else was around, looked out the window at the gray sketch-like sky, and drew a charming arc at the corner of his mouth.
Thinking of Zitong wrapped up like a big rice dumpling early in the morning and arriving at the airport to give it to him specially, Qin Feng also felt a lot of warmth and touch in addition to the accident. He is an easy-going person and has many friends of the opposite sex, including even female fans.
There are countless girls, but there has never been a girl who appeared in his world in a panic like Zitong. From then on, sometimes she was careless, sometimes chirping, sometimes brave, sometimes timid. She defined herself so truly and naturally
For her few friends, she cares about others so sincerely, is so foolishly greedy for petty gains, so sincerely dedicates her meager strength, is so tenacious and courageous to row against the current, fights against ghosts... Finally, she touches her heart so inadvertently.
my own heart...
Qin Feng smiled and put away his messy thoughts. His expression gradually turned serious, and he began to carefully consider how to investigate the information about the foreign-style building when he arrived in "Linshui Town".
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After getting off the plane, it was already around ten o'clock. Qin Feng had lunch in W city and took a taxi directly to "Linshui Town".
Regarding "Linshui Town", he actually saw the introduction inadvertently on a forum on the Internet.
He is active by nature and is willing to devote himself to the mountains and rivers. He has to travel and sketch in many places. He has visited most of China. Moreover, he is naturally obsessed with those mysterious legends and incredible experiences, and he always has the urge to get to the bottom of things.
impulse.
When he became an adult, this awareness became even stronger. However, given his good popularity, his friends considered it to be a persistent spirit of seeking knowledge.
No one knows that when he was a child, Qin Feng was the famous "dislike". He loved to ask questions about everything, had a mouth like a trash can, and kept chattering all the time. He could be regarded as a guy whose grandma didn't love his uncle.
Therefore, when he is not sketching, he will explore some mysterious ancient legends when traveling, such as corpse exorcism in western Hunan, Gu magic in Miao territory, and living Buddhas in Tibet... However, in addition to harvesting a painting, he
It's a trip in vain.
Perhaps this was one of the reasons why he admired Hao Qi inexplicably and was willing to get close to him involuntarily. Not only did Hao Qi turn his world upside down, he believed that there were ghosts in the world and that there were magicians who could conquer demons. Moreover, Hao Qi's
His mysterious aura makes him always "can't help himself". He can't help but believe everything he says, can't help but obey his arrangements, can't help but define Haoqi as his good friend.
These are just digressions. In short, after Qin Feng visited most of China, he really couldn't find a wonderful place for him to explore and sketch.
By chance, he was boredly flipping through travel information posts, and an ancient village named "Linshui Town" caught his attention.
There is not much introduction about this town on the post bar, but there are a few pictures of the town. When that ancient town with a long history came into Qin Feng's sight, he was no longer willing to look away.
The picture shows a village filled with light rain.
There are quaint old houses, with bricks and tiles rising and falling, thick awnings tilting down, and clear and crystal water droplets dripping slowly along the eaves. The light gray bluestone streets are filled with moisture.
It became misty, and the end of the long alley could not be seen clearly. Under the gray and green sky, it was misty and rainy, and the water droplets on the banana leaves were dancing, dizzying the light blue rain...
It has to be said that such simple and graceful color rendering crawled in Qin Feng's heart like a small insect, making him board the plane heading to "Linshui Town" without hesitation...
Qin Feng pulled back his thoughts and once again looked at the small village in front of him with a new attitude.
This village is surrounded by mountains and is located near a river, and the village is named after this "Linshui River". At the end of the river is a bald hill that is not too high, and the red brick ocean
The building was built alone on the top of a bald mountain, covered by lush trees and airtight. There were no other houses around, and there was only a winding path that led directly to the village at the foot of the mountain.
Qin Feng accidentally discovered the foreign-style building when he was just looking around. On an afternoon when the sun was setting in the west, the sky was dyed red, and the surrounding scenery and the foreign-style building seemed to blend together.
It's just right and too beautiful to behold. Especially the sense of ruin that the western-style building reveals is in sharp contrast to the prosperous scene around it, thus bursting out a strong hope for life!
Because it was an afternoon when the sun was setting lightly when he discovered the wasteland, the painting was named after that.
And it wasn't until recently that he learned from Hao Qi's mouth that the feeling of bleakness and decline that arose in that foreign-style building not only came from the gloomy dilapidation that had been uninhabited for a long time, but also thickly blocked the entire foreign-style building and made it airtight.
Ghost spirit and resentment!
After realizing it later, Qin Feng couldn't help but complain secretly. If he hadn't brought the painting back to Q City, the two Jiang family brothers would not have died so tragically. No matter what unscrupulous things they had done during their lifetime,
After all, he has been punished cruelly, and I hope everything will end from now on.
Qin Feng did not rush directly to the foreign-style building, but walked around the town casually, and finally entered the largest restaurant in the town.
"Boss." Qin Feng greeted an honest-looking middle-aged man in front of the bar enthusiastically.
Since it was the off-season for tourism, the restaurant's business didn't seem to be very good, and there were not many customers in the empty hall. As soon as the restaurant owner heard Qin Feng's loud voice, he suddenly changed from sluggish to energetic, and his posture was like fighting.
Stimulants in general.
"Sir, what do you want to eat? We all have local specialties here, but the taste is absolutely outstanding!" the boss enthusiastically promoted.
"Boss, don't you remember me?" Qin Feng put his face in front of the boss's eyes, "You don't even remember such a handsome guy?"
Upon hearing this, the boss looked Qin Feng up and down with squinted eyes, and suddenly shouted excitedly: "Aren't you the great painter?" The boss's eyes lit up, remembering that Qin Feng was in his room more than a month ago.
He settled in a small place between a restaurant and a hotel, and he was generous and generous, and would give the boss a few tips from time to time, so he was particularly impressed by Qin Feng.
Since he had already had lunch in the city, Qin Feng ordered a pot of tea and seemed to casually chat with the restaurant owner.
"Last time I was sketching, I didn't do much traveling." Qin Feng said: "Boss, are there any mysterious legends or tourist spots here? You understand, there are more of us who are engaged in art.
Most people like to analyze this kind of thing, it can be regarded as an occupational disease." Qin Feng smiled, his tone was natural, and it was hard not to believe it. This was the "affinity" that Zitong had always boasted about.