It seemed as if the sky and earth were torn open, and the sword light turned into a chasm. A white light suddenly appeared in the void in front of me. The white light split the two sides, and a darkness appeared in the middle of the white light. The darkness gradually expanded and gradually swallowed the bright moon around me. The ink and wash around me seemed to melt in the darkness and disappeared.

When the vision in front of me was frozen again, Mingyue's figure was slightly distorted, and then it appeared on this mysterious land.

The breeze blew, and the sound of leaves swaying in my ears. The bright moon turned around and swept across the surroundings. A trace of whiteness had appeared in the sky. In the brightness, the bright moon vaguely saw the outline of the majestic city in the distance.

"This is...the wilderness outside Giant Rock City..."

At the same time, in the small building in the inner courtyard of the Ming family, Mingqing suddenly opened his eyes and roared his body and sat up. A fine sweat instantly overflowed from his forehead.

The empty eyes gradually regained their spirit, but the moment they regained their spirit, they suddenly showed a strong sense of fear, "The person in the dream is... brother? I... how could I... how could I dream of having my brother..."

Mingyue did not leave immediately, but searched around. This was three miles west of Juyan City, and there was no abnormality in the wilderness. The search was fruitless, Mingyue had to go back home.

Before leaving, I turned back again. Suddenly, a ball of flame suddenly rose from the far sky in the west, and the flames rushed straight into the sky just like a volcano erupting. However, the whole world was so silent, as if the firelight soaring into the sky in the distance was a silent black and white movie.

The firelight disappeared for only a moment. Mingyue stopped and looked for a long time, but no strangeness rose. A little hesitated, Mingyue turned around and walked towards Giant Rock City.

When he returned home, the sky was already bright. Mingyue hurried into his room and jumped into the underground secret room. As Mingyue expected, the paintings on the east wall were inexplicably burning away, leaving only a ball of burnt and a ball of paper ash on the wall.

Mingyue's eyes flashed. After sorting out the clues, she finally understood the reason for the mysterious death of the group of people. It was not a secret room that committed the crime, and the scene of the crime was not in their respective rooms at all. They were introduced into the painting and then killed.

After taking out the file, Mingyue wrote down the evidence and the context sorted out in detail. He picked up the file and left the secret room to go to the city lord's mansion to report to Chu Xiaochen.

As soon as he stepped out of the yard, Mingyue paused again. He hesitated slightly and turned around and walked towards Mingqing's yard.

As soon as he stepped into the yard, he found that Mingqing had gotten up and was washing clothes unfamiliarly by the well water in the yard. Mingqing has lived a life as a lady since he was born. Not to mention washing and cooking, or sweeping the floor and wiping the table.

But in the past one or two days, Mingyue has seen Mingqing wash clothes more than once. Mingqing also saw Mingyue's arrival, and stopped in a panic and looked up at Mingyue with a dodge.

"Brother... comes here so early... is there anything wrong?"

"Qingqing, why do you wash your own clothes? Where is Qiaodie?"

"Qiaodie is still sleeping, I have washed my own clothes... Is it my own to wash... Is my brother going out?"

"Well, come with me, I have something to tell you!" Mingyue thought about it. After all, she was her own sister, so she didn't avoid suspicion. She turned around and walked towards the living room of Mingqing's courtyard.

Mingqing's face turned pale in an instant, and without hesitation, he followed Mingyue into the living room. After entering the living room, Mingyue asked Mingqing to close the door. After closing the door, he suddenly turned his face and stared at Mingqing's eyes.

After being looked at by Mingyue in this scrutiny, Mingqing's eyes were obviously dodging, and he lowered his head unnaturally, and a trace of unexpected blush appeared on his pretty face.

"Did you forget to have a little Tibetan incense last night?"

Mingyue’s question made Mingqing a little confused, but looking at Mingyue’s serious expression, Mingqing still nodded silently.

"Dream last night?"

Mingyue's words fell, Mingqing's delicate body trembled slightly, and a panic rose on her face, "Brother, you..."

"Did you dream of me?"

After saying this, Ming Qing's face instantly turned gray, and tears surging in his eyes.

"Did you know there is a man named Master Jile?"

Looking at Mingqing's expression, Mingyue knew what happened. Everything he experienced in the world in the painting would appear in Mingqing's dream. The reality in the dream was still in the spring dream without trace.

"Young Master of the Pure Land?" Mingqing's eyes flashed with a sudden realization, "Half a month ago, I attended a poetry party hosted by Ms. Zeng. I didn't want to go there, but a few sisters who are good at it said it would be better to have a better experience... so I followed it.

In that poetry meeting, there was indeed a man who called himself the Prince of Jile. He had both poetry and painting, and his style almost surpassed all the talents. Later, he painted on the spot and drew a picture for every woman present, and I was also in it."

"Drawing? Have you seen the painting he made for you?" Mingyue frowned. If the painting he bought was painted by Master Jile for Mingqing, Mingqing would definitely not allow it.

"I saw it. After finishing the painting, he gave me the painting..." Ming Qing said weakly, as if he was afraid that Mingyue would misunderstand something and quickly said, "It's not just me, but almost all the ladies present at that time were given a painting, so I... I'm not special either."

"Where is that painting? Show it to me!"

"In my room!" Ming Qing said in a weak voice, turned around and took Mingyue into her boudoir, took out a framed painting from the room and handed it to Mingyue.

Mingyue opened her eyes and showed a sudden look in her eyes. This painting is different from what Mingyue bought. It has a dignified expression and a natural expression, and its painting skills are quite superb, just like a photo.

Mingyue's brows frowned slightly. Although there was nothing wrong with this painting, when Mingyue saw it for the first time, she always felt that Mingqing in the painting was a little wrong, and seemed to reveal a sense of evil nature.

Once again, he stared at the painting carefully, and finally, Mingyue discovered something abnormal. His eyes were wrong. Mingqing's eyes in the painting, and the divine light that looked like a smile on the corner of his eyes made people feel chilled like a ghost's gaze.

"Qingqing, there is something wrong with this painting." Mingyue shouted, "You retreat!"

But after Mingqing retreated, Mingyue suddenly threw the painting into the air, the long sword behind her was unsheathed, and a sword energy stabbed the painting hard,

"Boom--" When the painting was stabbed, a black smoke suddenly exploded, and the black smoke seemed to have come alive and instantly turned into a long dragon and fled out of the window.

"Where can you run!" Mingyue snorted coldly, the sword flower danced, the sword energy turned into a star light, and the sword stabbed the thick smoke with one sword. Mingyue's cultivation level at this moment could be considered an elite disciple even if it was in the Immortal Cultivation Sect. A ball of evil energy was not Mingyue's opponent.

The sword energy flowed like moonlight, instantly defeating the dark fog. The long sword returned to the sheath, and suddenly a ball of flame ignited in the air.

"Qingqing, you have been dreaming a lot recently. It should be related to this painting. After a while, you will also inform other ladies who have been painted to throw away these paintings or send them to the City Guard Branch as soon as possible."

Seeing Mingyue's solemn order, Mingqing nodded seriously and agreed. Looking back on the shameful dream that she had had in the past half month, it immediately made Mingqing's back suddenly feel cold. Fortunately, it was just a dream. If it became real one day, how could she live?

"So... the people who died mysteriously these days are related to the paintings of Master Jile. They are all introduced into the paintings and then killed. But if they die in the paintings, why did they appear on their own bed the next day, and you... break through the world in the paintings and appear in the wilderness?"

Chu Xiaochen looked carefully at the file written by Mingyue and asked leisurely after a long time.

"Maybe... it's because I broke the world in the painting myself!"

"It is possible, but you appeared in the suburbs of the west of the city. There must be something special about that place. As for the prohibition of paintings by Master Jile, I will do this. If there is no similar incident after banning, then everything will be fine. But if it appears again, I will be guilty of you."

"Yes, I understand, Lord, will I take people to check the situation outside the west suburbs of the city?"

"Well, be careful in everything. If there is danger, don't force it!"

Mingyue left the city lord's mansion and went to the place where she appeared before. She led the city guards to search inch by inch of land. She almost discovered everything within a mile, but she found nothing except digging out some bottles and jars.

"The commander, I didn't find it. Should we look for it somewhere else?"

"Are elsewhere?" Suddenly, Mingyue remembered the fire I saw this morning. She straightened her body and pointed at the hill to the west, "What is there?"

"Where?" his subordinate raised his head and looked at the place Mingyue pointed out. "The commander, there is a ruin. Thirty years ago, it was a Taoist temple. But suddenly one day, the Taoist temple caught fire, and overnight, the entire Taoist temple turned into a ruin. None of the people in the Taoist temple escaped alive."

"Then what? Let it be left to waste there?"

"It wasn't that way at first, but later, people often got lost around the ruins. Sometimes the mystery was a day or two or even three or four days. Gradually, no one dared to get close to it anymore."

"Dao Temple? Ruins?" Suddenly, Mingyue's eyes shrank slightly, and he remembered the world in painting he entered last night. Although the whole world was constructed of ink and wash, the style of the architecture was somewhat similar to that of the Taoist temple.

At that time, Mingyue was visiting the virtual world of ink and washing, and ignored this situation. Hurry up, Mingyue took a group of subordinates to the ruins. As soon as he approached, a strong smell of burnt came.

The ruins in front of you are continuous for several miles, and you can imagine that this Taoist temple was extremely prosperous and prosperous back then. The burnt smell was in the outermost corner of the east side of the ruins.

"Monk, do you think a fire thirty years ago can leave such clear burnt marks?" Mingyue asked faintly, pointing to the burnt spot in front of her eyes that emitted smell.

"No, judging from the traces, this should have been burned recently, no more than two days."

"It's not two days, just this morning!" Mingyue shouted with sharp eyes, "Order to isolate this ruins, and then order people to monitor them strictly, and no one is allowed to get close!"
Chapter completed!