The young man touched his neck with a wry smile on his face, "Is it so fantasy?"
In addition to monsters, do you even have blind eyesight?
...
The young man took a deep breath and asked, "Did grandpa do this?"
He even suspected that he had only seen the side of his grandfather all this time.
Grandpa hid many secrets.
Only now has he discovered the tip of the iceberg.
...
"Probably not."
Xiao Xiao shook his head.
The unexpected answer made the young man feel as if he was on a roller coaster of emotions, going up and down.
"no?!"
The young people couldn't believe it.
"This was painted by two people."
Xiao Xiao thoughtfully said, "It's just a feeling."
He is not a master of painting.
There is no subtle difference in brushwork between this scene and the surrounding landscape.
It should be said that this scene is integrated with the surrounding mountains and rivers, and it does not look like it was created by two people at first glance.
However, his intuition told him that this painting was indeed painted by two people.
…
The young man squinted his eyes for a while and then opened them wide.
It seems... it seems... um...
He doesn't know anymore.
Although it stands to reason that he should know his grandfather’s style best.
However, he did not inherit any of his grandfather's artistic qualities.
All I can say about painting is roughly whether it is good or bad.
Now I can’t even confirm whether it was done by my grandfather...
It is really shameful for him to be a grandson.
The young man smiled bitterly.
It's also my fault that he was impatient when he was a child.
Except for the freshness and curiosity in the first few times, later on, he would not stand aside and watch when his grandfather was painting.
At most, he would just say a few words about how beautiful his grandfather's paintings were when he showed them to him.
…
Although I am not sure, classmate Xiao’s reasons are too-
The young man pressed the corners of his eyes, looking so hard that his eyes were a little sore.
It's casual.
The young man picked a neutral word.
How can such a reason be convincing?
Feel?
It feels like this thing is the most inaccurate, okay?
…
"Classmate Xiao."
The young man looked at Xiao Xiao, "Besides feeling, do you have any other basis?"
Xiao Xiao shook his head.
"Actually, it doesn't matter who painted it."
"We only need to know that it is this painting that makes this room immune to evil spirits."
Well……
The young man was startled.
That's right...
But he was curious.
There is a big difference between yes and no for him.
This determines whether my grandfather is a hidden master!
…
"Why don't you just ask the old man?"
Xiao Xiao suggested with a smile.
"I want to ask too."
The young man couldn't help but sigh, and his tone was a bit low, "But his old man left half a year ago."
"Feel sorry."
Xiao Xiao looked startled, then lowered his eyes slightly.
"it's okay no problem."
The young man waved his hand, "You don't know."
"Alas~"
The young man sighed again, "It would be great if Grandpa was still here."
"Then I can ask him."
"Now the person is gone..."
"Some questions may never have answers."
…
Xiao Xiao raised his eyes and looked at the painting in front of him.
There was no regret in his heart.
Just a few strokes can keep monsters away.
This accomplishment in cultivation is astonishing.
Moreover, this painting was created decades ago.
Does this mean...the person who "put the finishing touches" on this painting is still there?
If possible, he really wanted to see each other.
…
"ah!"
The young man suddenly shouted.
The little white fox rolled his eyes.
It hates humans who are startled.
It's noisy.
…
Xiao Xiao gently touched the little white fox's head, then looked at the young man, "What's wrong?"
"I can ask grandma!"
The young people were a little excited.
"Maybe grandma knows something."
If grandpa has a secret, wouldn’t the person most likely to know it be grandma?
He believed that he would definitely know something from grandma.
Thinking of this, he almost wanted to call his grandma right now.
But as soon as his thoughts changed, he felt that he couldn't explain this clearly on the phone, so he had to go to his grandma's house.
It just so happened that he hadn't been to his grandma's house for a while.
After all, it's because of this stone.
He looked at the box in his hand.
He even suspected that he was mentally ill, so how could he be in the mood to go to grandma's house?
He didn't even want to go there and accidentally let the old man see something was wrong with him and make the old man worry about him.
Now the question...
Wait, the problem is not solved yet.
The young man looked at Xiao Xiao and said, "Classmate Xiao, can we put the scroll away first?"
"If you put it away, will monsters be able to enter this room?"
"Or should I take this scroll out of this room?"
This would be a bit troublesome.
Originally, the young man thought that if he let the monster in, he could say or do anything conveniently without having to worry about being seen.
If that doesn't work...the door is too conspicuous, why not find some other place?
…
"Let's try it."
It was also the first time for Xiao Xiao to encounter such an object that looked like a magic weapon.
It's not very clear how it works.
"You put it away first and take a look."
This painting was an important gift to the young man from his deceased grandfather, and he was not allowed to touch it at will.
"Ah, oh."
The young man swallowed and carefully took down the painting on the wall.
Originally, this painting was Grandpa's cherished treasure, and it was the last gift given to him before his death. He always attached great importance to it.
He had hesitated before, whether it would be better to put it away?
But then he decided to hang the painting on the wall.
I always feel that my grandfather would rather his paintings be appreciated by others than to be kept in a box and never see the light of day.
Now that he knows how special this painting is, he is even more cautious when dealing with it.
…
The young man slowly rolled up the painting and held the scroll in his arms.
This is a treasure.
"How about it?"
He looked at classmate Xiao, "Do you need me to put it in the box?"
"You'll know just when you go out and take a look."
Xiao Xiao raised his feet and walked towards the door.
Young people followed closely behind.
…
Ehu was spinning in circles at the door.
What took so long?
Is this door closed?
It's a little worrying.
Time passed minute by minute, and in the anxious state, the monster felt that time was even longer.
Did that human lie to it?
This thought flashed through the monster's mind instantly.
Its face darkened.
If this is really the case...
Um?
The monster's ears twitched slightly.
There were footsteps.
And it came from behind this door!
Yu Hu’s eyes lit up.
There was a look of nervousness and anticipation on his face.
