Chapter 1650 Portrait of the Ancestral House of the Ji Family
Seeing Ji Wushuang taking Chen Xuan to the back hall, Ji Yong couldn't help but sigh: "Oh, Wushuang, this child..."
"Uncle, Sister Wushuang wants you to recall all the elders of Xuan-level prime ministers and work together to do divination. Do you have to calculate the fate of the family again?" Ji Wuxin asked nervously and concernedly.
The other Ji family members had the same emotions as him.
Ji said seriously in a tone: "Together divination is a very dangerous thing for the minister. I have to discuss it with Wushuang tonight. I must not let her die young like Wuling."
When talking about the name Wuling, Ji looked sad in his eyes.
After hearing the uncle's words so seriously, Ji Wuxin became even more worried: "Uncle, we haven't confirmed that Chen Xuan is the only one who can help our Ji family break the disaster? How can I let Wushuang sister and the mysterious level of the family?
Master Xiang helped him to do divination together? We have lost Sister Wuling, and we can’t lose Sister Wushuang anymore!”
There are hundreds of people in the Ji family, and Ji Wushuang has the highest talent in physiognomy.
The younger generation of the Ji family respects Ji Wushuang very much and does not want anything to happen to her.
Ji Yong could understand the feelings of the younger generations, but he just sighed and said, "I really have no idea whether Chen Xuan can help our Ji family break the disaster, but Wushuang is the number one person in our family's physiognomy, and I can only believe her,
Okay, you guys go and do your own thing, don’t go to the ancestral house to disturb Wushuang and Mr. Chen.”
"yes!"
The juniors of the family left the lobby, leaving only the elders to discuss matters.
...
In the Ji family's ancestral house, Chen Xuan and Ji Wushuang stood in front of a portrait and fell into a state of distraction.
At this moment, Chen Xuan was very shocked. Why is the portrait enshrined in the Ji family's ancestral house so similar to him?
It’s not that it looks very similar, but that it’s a similar temperament!
It is obviously just an ink painting, but it outlines the unruly, evil, crazy temperament of the man in the painting, and it also has three points of cynicism and a bit of domineering attitude.
Just like Chen Xuan showed his temperament as the title of Evil Emperor.
After watching for a long time, Chen Xuan finally couldn't help but ask, "Ji Wushuang, who is in this portrait? Why is he enshrined in your ancestral house by you?"
"The person in this painting is the ancestor of our Ji family's physiognomy."
Ji Wushuang's answer made Chen Xuan even more surprised.
The master of the Ji family’s physiognomy is at least a thousand years ago, why is it very similar to him?
And Chen Xuan didn't think it was his eyes that had an illusion.
He felt that he was very similar to the person in the painting.
At this moment, many bizarre speculations appeared in Chen Xuan's heart, but they were soon suppressed by him.
"What's your ancestor's name? You won't have the same name as me, right?" Chen Xuan asked in a jokey tone.
Ji Wushuang shook his head slightly: "I don't know the surname of the ancestor. There are so many generations of ancestors in our Ji family, but I don't know it either."
"Don't your ancestor's surname be the same as you?" Chen Xuan became more and more curious as he heard it.
"no."
Ji Wushuang explained lightly: "More than two thousand years ago, the ancestor found my ancestor's ancestor and passed down the mysterious and aoqiongqi physiognomy. After my ancestor mastered the physiognomy, the ancestor disappeared without a trace. My ancestor
It was also passed down from generation to generation, and finally this painting was drawn so that future generations could worship the ancestors.”
"So, the person in this painting may not be the true appearance of your ancestors." Chen Xuan thought about it and thought that it was, the painting on the wall was definitely not painted more than two thousand years ago.
In other words, Ji Wushuang's first ancestor depicted the appearance of the Ji family ancestor in his memory to his descendants through verbal descriptions.
It was not until the ink painting technique that the ancestors of the Ji family drew the description of the first ancestor.
"Chen Xuan, don't you find it strange? Why is the ancestor of our Ji family so similar to you? What I am talking about is that kind of aura and temperament, almost the same as you."
Ji Wushuang said, staring at Chen Xuan with beautiful eyes, as if she wanted to see something from Chen Xuan.
"Of course I find it strange, but your ancestor, a person from more than two thousand years ago, cannot have anything to do with me." Chen Xuan said this, but he began to think in his heart whether it was really related.
And he quickly grasped a very critical point.
Just need to confirm again.
Ji Wushuang said in a faint voice: "I thought so at the beginning, but I still don't want to deny my feelings. With my sense of physiognomy, I am very sure that you and our ancestors must have some connection, and
This point of mutuality makes you the only one who can help our Ji family break the disaster.”
"Is that true?" Chen Xuan heard Ji Wushuang say so surely, and he thought for a while and said, "Can I touch the portrait?"
"Of course, but you have to be gentle." Ji Wushuang agreed readily.
So Chen Xuan walked around the worship table, came to the portrait, stretched out a hand, and gently stroked the surface of the portrait.
When he touched it, the skin of his palm trembled as if he was electrocuted, and a faint layer of dust floated out of the portrait in an instant.
"Chen Xuan, what's wrong?" Ji Wushuang asked nervously.
"you're right."
Chen Xuan turned his head with an incredible look on his face.
"Your ancestors do have some connection with me."
Why did Chen Xuan suddenly feel something? It was because the moment he encountered the portrait, he felt a very, very familiar aura coming from the portrait!
Although this aura was so faint that it was almost impossible to capture, Chen Xuan was 100% sure that the aura of the portrait was almost exactly the same as the supreme fairy aura in his body!
What the hell is going on?
Chen Xuan's heart was full of turmoil.
He could no longer remain calm.
"What did you feel?" Ji Wushuang's voice trembled a little. She really wanted to know the relationship between Chen Xuan and their ancestor of the Ji family. "Tell me quickly, maybe I can divine something because of this."
"Let me first talk about how much do you know about your ancestor? Do you know his past life? Is there any historical record?" Chen Xuan asked three questions in succession.
Ji Wushuang shook his head: "We know nothing about the life of the ancestor. There is no family history record, and there is no record of the ancestor in Chinese history. I only know that the ancestor is not only proficient in physiognomy, but also dabbles in the world.
It is extremely broad, just like Guiguzi in the Spring and Autumn Period and Warring States Period, and has great wisdom, but my ancestor is not Guiguzi."
Although Ji Wushuang's answer did not tell the specific life of the ancestor, Chen Xuan became more and more excited.
Could it be... Could it be...
That’s right, Chen Xuan’s guess is that the founder of the Ji family is probably a peerless evil doctor who teaches him a magical medical technique and supreme fairy spirit!