As I walked, Ning Caichen approached Chen Chong and admired him: "Brother Chen, you are really an evil person from ancient times, a figure of the King of Western Chu! If I become successful in the future, I will never forget Brother Chen's grace of saving his life several times!"

Chen Chong smiled indifferently, but noticed that a light suddenly appeared in the old book box behind Ning Caichen.

treasure!

Chen Chong's heart moved.

The light of the treasure is radiant and radiant, making people know it at a glance that it is a rare treasure that is rare in the city.

However, this is Chen Chong's qi-seeing technique, and ordinary mortals cannot see this light.

"I didn't expect that Ning Caichen had such a treasure on him?"

"Brother Caichen, you don't need to repay your kindness. Can you let me see what is in the old book box behind you?"

Ning Caichen hesitated for a moment.

After a long time, he nodded reluctantly and said, "The old book box is full of books that I can't put down my hand, as well as pens, inks, paper and inkstones. There is nothing that I can't show to Brother Chen."

He opened the bookcase.

Chen Chong looked curiously and found that the book box was indeed filled with the Four Books and Five Classics, ordinary classics, as well as pens, ink, paper and inkstones, which were carried by the scholars every day.

But at the bottom of the bookcase, there was a scroll pressing down.

Chen Chong picked up the scroll, but noticed a hint of nervousness on Ning Caichen's face.

Chen Chong smiled.

He was not a person who saw the eyes of the treasure, but for some reason, when his hand touched the scroll, it seemed as if fragments passed quickly in his mind, making him feel familiar as if he was connected by blood.

In this scroll, there seems to be something that is most precious and important in life, but he has forgotten, waiting for him.

Chen Chong slowly opened the scroll.

Chen Chong's eyes were firmly attracted to the scroll.

This scroll is very different from ordinary calligraphy and painting. It is painted with a tree of peach blossoms, with colorful fallen flowers. A graceful lady, standing under the peach tree, leaving only a beautiful back.

The lady in this painting has a swaying back and her dress fluttering, as if she really wants to come back from the scroll.

Just looking at the graceful and graceful back, it is a rare beauty in the world, and it makes people even more imagining the woman's head and eyebrows, her smile is graceful, her beautiful eyes are so beautiful, and she looks like a goddess.

A painting that has passed down from generation to generation makes people suddenly realize that in a trance, the spirit is shaking, the thoughts are continuous and the imagination is imaginative.

This painting is absolutely extraordinary.

But none of these were enough to surprise Chen Chong so much.

What made Chen Chong the most puzzled was that he felt his mind fluttering, as if his soul was floating, and he came to this painting.

"Is this a weird thing?" Chen Chong looked down at his chest. Shi Gandang felt relieved without any reaction.

He saw the graceful and ecstasy shadow!

The beautiful lady who made him familiar but was so strange.

The lady was reciting with familiar Manran, slowly saying: "The rain is gone, the years are changing, the story is gone, the peach blossoms are gone, and the world is another thousand years."

After hearing this poem, Chen Chong's heart seemed to be stabbed by someone!

The cuckoo cried blood and was a little scared!

Why?

Why did I feel so sad when I heard this poem?

The flowers fall helplessly, and the swallows return as if familiar!

He had a strong intuition in his heart!

It seems that once the back is turned around, it will be a face that will never be forgotten in the past!

He quickly walked forward, trying to grab the lady's hand.

But for some reason, the lady was so gloomy that she couldn't catch her.

The lady sighed again: "A wisp of lonely soul has traveled through hundreds of thousands of years of wind, frost and snow, just to leave it to you."

Chen Chong felt like he had been stabbed hard in his heart!

Holding hands and looking at each other with tears in my eyes, I was speechless and choked.

The lady's body trembled violently, as if she could feel the emotions of Chen Chong behind her. She sighed leisurely: "Who has opened the painting? Is the face of the next generation again? Did the dreamer remember it in my heart?"

Hearing this, Chen Chong was already crazy.

He clearly scraped his stomach, but he couldn't remember where he had seen these words?

He racked his brains, but only got a headache.

Something seemed to block his memory!

The lady moved gently, as if she had some feelings about Chen Chong's affection, and slowly turned her head.

Seeing that her eyebrows were picturesque and were about to show them in front of Chen Chong, Chen Chong suddenly felt that the stone on his chest was so hot!

That was a reaction to the deadly demonic energy!

Chen Chong suddenly woke up.

At some point, he had tears in his eyes.

Chen Chong turned to Ning Caichen and said word by word.

"What is this?"

A trace of hesitation flashed in Ning Caichen's eyes, pondering silently.

It can be seen that he cherished this secret very much and would never be revealed at will.

But now Chen Chong has saved his life and thanked him so much, but his words are still in his ears. Why do you have the nerve to refuse to answer?

Chen Chong smiled: "It's not forcing others to do something, and it's not convenient to say it, so you can't say it."

Ning Caichen sighed and said, "Brother Chen, please forgive me. I told you that my ancestors had dreams, but I actually lie halfway."

"Oh?" Chen Chong raised his eyebrows and looked at Ning Caichen with a smile.

Ning Caichen blushed and said, "The purpose of my visit to Beiguo County is mainly for this painting! This painting was something my ancestors accidentally obtained and kept hanging it in the study. I like it very much, so I have to go and observe it if I have nothing to do. A few days ago, I looked at it for a moment in the study. I gradually fell asleep and had a strange dream."

"I dreamed that the woman in this painting came alive, bowed to me, saying that her name was Nie Xiaoqian, and now she was trapped in Lanruo Temple and controlled by monsters, begging me to go and save her."

"Really?" Chen Chong frowned, feeling lost in his heart.

It turned out that this was Nie Xiaoqian. Unfortunately, she gave Ning Caichen a dream.

Whether it is a story or a movie, Nie Xiaoqian belongs to Ning Caichen.

but!

But what happened to me in the painting, the feeling of familiarity?

"She also said," Ning Caichen pondered for a moment.

Chen Chong's eyes froze: "What?"

"She also said," Ning Caichen frowned and said, "Only the man who can meet her for the first time when he saw this painting, the man who could meet her in the painting was the one she had been waiting for! She had been waiting for this person for thousands of years. She had been waiting for her forever, and the monsters were struggling with each other. She had to send a dream to me."

"Thousand years!" Chen Chong's heart moved, as if extremely blurry pictures flashed in front of his eyes.

"Don't do anything! Go away!" A face that cannot be forgotten in another world was tearful, and finally pushed him and shouted: "I will wait for you in the painting! I will wait for you for thousands of years!"

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