As the mainstay of the Zhao Kingdom's military and a famous general, Xiao Qianyou was highly regarded by the late king. The house was very large. Qiu Yu, who had just arrived, groped his way underground again, like a headless fly, and then found a room at random.
Emerging from the ground, I smelled a faint fragrance that resembled orchid and musk, and suddenly heard a strange cry, "Are you here?"
Qiu Yu was startled, and quickly turned around to look, only to see that it was a parrot tied to a shelf, with snow-white feathers all over its body, except for the tuft of hair on its head that was red. It was looking at him with its head tilted, obviously.
It was the bird talking, which made him laugh dumbly, and he breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out to be a false alarm. Not to mention, the bird's words were very similar to the real thing. It was just that the voice was a bit shrill and slightly different from the real person.
There is a difference.
Looking at this room again, it is very delicately decorated, like a study. There are many calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls, orchids on the shelves are in bud, pens, inks, papers and inkstones are placed on the long desk, as well as a newly completed painting, which arouses autumn.
Yu paid attention and took a step forward to take a closer look. He saw that it was not an ordinary landscape painting, but a large painting of a siege battle. It was majestic and looked quite spectacular.
This painting is five feet long and three feet wide. On the left is a majestic city, and the plaque above the city gate clearly reads the word "Zhongzhou". Looking at the flags fluttering on the city tower, many soldiers have gathered, and some soldiers are drawing their bows.
Shoot arrows and launch a counterattack against the attacking party. Some of the writings on the flags are Feiyun, and the handsome flag in the middle has the word "Autumn" written on it. The young general standing below is wearing a dragon helmet and Linyun armor.
, but because he was too small, his face was blurry and his appearance could not be seen clearly.
Seeing this, Qiu Yu's eyes widened. Hey, isn't this me? It's interesting that I actually appeared in the painting? Look at the many officers and soldiers under the city, galloping forward on horseback, like a tide.
The old general is riding a monster, holding a broadsword, and the flag behind has the word "Xiao" written on it, and his face is lifelike. Isn't he none other than Old General Xiao?
On the far right, there was a line of beautiful small characters standing vertically, "Capture of Zhongzhou, by Biting." Qiu Yu suddenly realized that the painting was really an old general leading an army to attack Zhongzhou City. Unexpectedly, I also became the person in the painting.
, so who painted this painting? It should be a girl named Biting, or Mrs.
This painting is cleverly conceived. Although it is virtual, it reminds people of real scenes. The sharp strokes of the brushstrokes can be called a masterpiece. Qiu Yu was amazed and felt that the painter was copying on the battlefield. It was simply amazing!
Just as he was admiring the painting, he suddenly felt something was wrong. There was a slight sound from behind, and a cold air hit his back. It was obviously an extremely sharp sword, and he could feel that the tip of the sword had been cut.
Once his clothes are torn, the other party can penetrate his body with just a slight push forward, making him afraid to move.
"Who dares to break into my lady's boudoir? Do you want to die?" What followed was a voice as crisp as a silver bell, filled with anger, as if he wanted to kill someone immediately.
Fortunately, Qiu Yu has been through hell countless times and has always been calm without any panic. He said calmly: "Why, you painted me, and you don't allow me to look at this painting?"
The green sword flashed with cold light and rested on Qiu Yu's back. The hand holding the sword was as slender as jade, and there was a crystal clear jade bracelet on her wrist, which made her skin glowing white. A pretty girl
Her almond-shaped eyes looked at the figure in front of her with authority. She was wearing a green dress on her graceful body. There was doubt in her bright eyes, and she said coldly: "What nonsense are you talking about? Why are you in this painting?"
Qiu Yu said calmly: "No, I'm just telling the truth. The young man under the handsome banner on the tower is me..."
"Ah..." the girl exclaimed, and then said angrily: "Stop talking nonsense, do you know who he is? Just dare to pretend to be him. If you were him, you would be a heinous sinner and will be cut into pieces by a thousand knives."
Qiu Yu smiled and said, "You are not me, how do you know that I am not him... Qiu Yu, I have met the girl, can I turn around? It's too tiring to talk to you like this."
"What?" The girl was shocked, her eyes filled with disbelief. She shook her head and said: "You are the thief Qiu Yu. This is impossible. How could it be possible?" Yes, no one thinks it is true.
After all, Zhongzhou is thousands of miles away. She painted this painting during the day, and the person in the painting appeared in front of her at night. Wasn't it a ghost?
"Isn't that right? You have to look at me. Can I turn around?"
"Okay then, you can turn around, but don't try to play any tricks, otherwise I will kill you with one strike of my sword." The girl threatened sternly, moving the sword in her hand to give the other party some range of movement.
Qiu Yu turned around calmly and glanced at the woman in front of him. She was actually a little beauty. She was pretty and cute, but her pretty face was covered with frost and her eyes were so fierce that he found it funny.
Somewhat raised his eyebrows, he asked: "Are you Xiao Biting?"
"Ah..." the girl became more and more surprised, her eyes widened and she said, "How do you know my name?" She looked at the young man of similar age in front of her, and saw that he was wearing a blue robe and looked very ordinary.
She even frowned and hummed: "Look at your appearance, you don't have any dignity at all. How can you be the leader of a bandit?"
Qiu Yu said with a smile: "As for your name, isn't it in this painting, so I know it. As for me, I look like this. I see that your painting is not very detailed, and your eyebrows and eyes are not clear. You can
Look at me carefully before adding more."
The girl's name is indeed Xiao Biting. She is the granddaughter of Xiao Qianyou and the daughter of his eldest son Xiao Xiong. She is good at painting. She was worried that her grandfather, father and second uncle would go out to suppress bandits, so she painted this painting. After all, I heard that those rebels
It was very powerful and almost invincible, which made her feel uneasy. She could only use the paintbrush to secretly hope that her grandfather would show his power and conquer Zhongzhou City in one fell swoop, and that her family members would be safe.
Xiao Biting said angrily: "Who are you? If you tell the truth, do you believe I can kill you with one sword?"
Qiu Yu said nonchalantly: "I have already announced my family status. Who do you blame if you don't believe me? Little girl, I was entrusted by your grandfather, General Xiao, to come to you. If you have something important to do, hurry up and take care of your family.
Call us here, time is running out, don't make any noise, if those people who are monitoring you find out, none of us will survive."
Seeing this kid acting so unscrupulously, Xiao Biting couldn't help but wonder who the other person was. Was he really the legendary Ling Wang Qiuyu? It was impossible. It was said that that person was a murderer whose hands were stained with the blood of countless people. He should have a long life.
She had to be extremely vicious, and the person in front of her looked like a boy next door, about the same age as her, so why did she insist on saying that she was the bandit leader?
She rolled her eyes and said in a deep voice: "I think you are fake. I heard that the weapon used by the bandit leader Qiu Yu is unique and can be called a strange weapon. It is a dragon-shaped sword named Lanlin.
Sword, can you take it out?"
Qiu Yu smiled and said: "Of course." He shook his wrist, and in an instant golden light filled the air. There was already a sword in his hand, taking on the shape of a dragon. He inserted it on the bluestone ground casually, like cutting tofu, "You