Chapter 716 The person in the painting of a literary master
Author: Twenty-Four Bridges on a Moonlit Night
Chapter 716 The person in the painting of a literary master
The sun sets again.
Starlight once again filled the river.
Under the faint starlight, Zhou Mei's eyelashes trembled slightly and she finally opened her eyes.
As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Lin Su. Lin Su's gentle eyes were facing her, and behind him was the starry sky.
Zhou Mei closed her eyes gently, then slowly opened them again: "I seem to have almost died."
"So, if you carry out missions in the future, I will have to learn from your mistakes and never give in." Lin Su faced him with a smile.
"I know what you are most concerned about. The person who took action this time is a literary man. His literary world is so terrifying that I can't even leave any images..."
Zhou Mei followed Du Yuanfeng's escort all the way.
From Nanshan Mansion to Zhongzhou, no one found her.
There were no problems.
But Zhongzhou Zhizhou was very strange. Cao Fang did not put Du Yuanfeng in the state prison at all, nor did he interrogate him. He directly sent experts to pick up Du Yuanfeng midway and transferred him to the capital on the spot. During the whole process, Cao Fang did not show up at all.
The big ship Lin Su saw three days ago was the official ship transporting Du Yuanfeng to Beijing.
Zhou Mei also got on this boat.
Something happened just as the ship left Xiling Pier, the capital of Zhongzhou.
Du Yuanfeng was locked in a sealed room at that time. The two head catchers were both voyeurs and were guarding the door. This kind of protection was not lax. However, in the sealed room, suddenly it was like a scroll opened. An old man walked out of the painting, and with a slight lift of his hand, Du Yuanfeng was torn into pieces, yes, torn into pieces! It was exactly like tearing up paper. She couldn't imagine how a flesh-and-blood person could be torn into pieces like paper. .
What was even more terrifying was that the old man glanced at her.
With just one glance, Zhou Mei seemed to be firmly locked in the Nine Heavens Immortal Lord.
Zhou Mei knew she had been exposed!
She immediately jumped into the river to escape. The moment she jumped into the river, she felt that the space behind her had completely changed, folded, compressed, and torn...
She used all her cultivation and finally entered the Yangtze River. At the last moment of entering the Yangtze River, she crushed the communication talisman, and then she lost track of her...
"The pinnacle of the literary world!" Lin Su said slowly: "Maybe he has already reached the stage of becoming a saint!"
The literary world originally contained some mystery of the laws of space. The so-called world was originally the interpretation of space. However, most people did not understand the laws of space. Their literary world only contained half of the mystery of the laws of space. And this old man appeared out of thin air. In the secret room, the space can be changed with the raising of a hand. The boundary between the literary world and the laws of space has become very blurred.
This is something that only appears at the pinnacle of the literary world.
It is definitely not something that people at the level of Chen Geng, or even people at the level of the Confucian Temple in Beijing, can touch.
"How many people do you know who can achieve such a level?" Zhou Mei said.
She is not a literary person, she is very unfamiliar with it.
But the person around him is a literary person, and the most legendary literary person. Literature and art should not be unfamiliar to him.
Lin Su slowly shook his head...
There is no one he knows!
"Could it be the head of the Holy Family of Painting?" Zhou Mei said. This literary world, with its very obvious characteristics of painting, gave her a direction.
"It's possible!" Lin Su said: "But the other possibility is even greater..."
"What?"
Lin Sudao: "Master Hidden Dragon!"
Zhou Mei frowned...
The leader of the Hidden Dragon Sect can be said to be the most mysterious figure in the world today.
Rumor has it that he was a contemporary of Ji Sheng, the founding king of the country.
In other words, he is a person from thousands of years ago.
In theory, it is impossible for an authentic human scholar to live a thousand years. Even Old Man Li, who ate the shit of the undead beast king, has only lived to be three hundred years old so far.
This is the biggest difference between literati and practitioners. This is also the biggest shortcoming of literati, the first of the five paths, that is, it is difficult to live long.
However, according to old legends, the Yinlong Sect Master broke this shackles and he lived for thousands of years.
How did you survive?
There are also legends that his literary world is so special that it has almost truly turned into a small world. He usually hides in this small world, similar to hibernation.
Therefore, his life span breaks the limit of human beings.
Generations of Hidden Dragons have appeared, been glorious, and returned to dust, but there has always been only one Hidden Dragon Sect master. From the beginning until now, a span of thousands of years, he is just a cloud outside the small world...
Lin Su looked at the sky and murmured: "I have also traced the marks of this mysterious sect leader. He seems to appear in places that others would never imagine every time, strike out and retreat with success. I also
I once thought that as the leader of the Hidden Dragon Sect, protecting His Majesty is his greatest responsibility. To achieve this ultimate goal, he can only be in the palace, but in what way will he exist? Now I seem to have found the answer...
"
"Hidden in an ancient painting and hung in the palace!" Zhou Mei said.
"The inner walls of Zhengde Hall, Renhe Hall, and Taihe Hall are all covered with ancient paintings!" Lin Su said: "Maybe I should ring the Emperor Jing Bell again, have a close talk with His Majesty, and take a good look at the hangings behind him.
Those paintings." His eyes sparkled.
With a swish sound, Zhou Mei grabbed Lin Su's hand...
"Don't take too many risks! That person must be beside His Majesty, and his main target is you!"
"Yes, his main target is me, and I must deal with him before revealing the final trump card!" Lin Sudao: "Don't worry, his tricks may not be effective in front of me!"
"You also said it, but not necessarily!" Zhou Mei was anxious...
"Things in this world are never inevitable, but when the road you should take becomes unavoidable, there is no need to go around it. When the things that need to be done have to be done, you can only do them!" Lin Su said this.
Stopped abruptly: "You...can you sit up?"
Zhou Mei was so anxious just now that she sat up immediately.
Suddenly meeting Lin Su's eyes, her eyes quietly turned half a circle, slowly softened, and lay down again: "I... I may still not be able to get up, I was injured too badly, maybe just now...
Looking back..."
Her voice was low and intermittent, and she coughed twice...
"Lie well and recover well, I will make fish soup for you..."
"Well!" Zhou Mei closed her eyes and said in a weak voice: "Actually, it's nothing, people... always have to go this way... Ahem, if I'm gone, when you go back... tell my mother,
My daughter didn’t complete the task assigned to her, and she still hasn’t found her right husband. I’m sorry for her...ahem..."
"Don't worry, just don't worry, you can definitely complete the task assigned by your mother. Be good, don't think blindly, I will make fish soup for you..."
Lin Su touched her head and walked out of the cabin.
As soon as he went out, Zhou Mei's eyes opened and she looked at his back...
She didn't see the smile on his lips...
You little girl, your acting level has to be that of Li Chunshui...oh, Su Rong should learn more.
Are you seriously ill?
You are obviously ready to go to the battlefield, but you still pretend to be seriously ill. Do you think it is so easy to pretend to be ill? Lower your voice, talk intermittently, and occasionally cough twice, which means you are seriously ill? How can you
Put away the weirdness in your eyes...
Lin Su stood under the starlight, raised his hand, and in the river below, a big fish appeared in his palm as if following an invisible pull. His hand was like a knife, and he swiped across it. The fish scales flew away, and a ball of water came together.
, wash the cleaned fish thoroughly, then, a porcelain pot appears, and the fire magic stone below is heated...
wisps of fragrance permeate the river...
The aroma is gradually mixed with new things, star anise, five spices...
Zhou Mei licked her red lips, her heart was full of sweetness...
Many people have received the poems of the first master Qinglian, and his women must have received them, but have any of you ever tasted the fish soup he cooked with his own hands?
On this silent river, under the stars and moon?
Lin Su poured the fish soup into a blue and white porcelain bowl and slowly turned around...
Zhou Mei closed her eyes the moment he turned around...
Lin Su entered the cabin with a bowl, and Zhou Mei opened her eyes with difficulty...
"Do you want me to feed you?"
Zhou Mei tried hard but failed, so Lin Su could only hold her and feed her with a blue and white porcelain spoon...
Zhou Mei's inner joy has increased again, and her happiness index has reached a new level. Which of you has been hugged and fed by him like this?
Maybe it was the heat of the soup that turned the blush on her face...
Perhaps it is the inner joy that dilutes the decoration of the illness...
Perhaps after taking this step, Zhou Mei is satisfied...
Anyway, after eating a big bowl of fish soup, Zhou Mei seemed to be completely cured...
"I am really a miracle doctor!" Lin Su sighed: "It seems like nothing is wrong with you!"
Zhou Mei was faced with a choice. Should she continue to attribute her recent state to a return to the past and spend three days and nights eating fish soup plus feeding him soup, or should she just go downhill?
In the end, based on the situation at hand, she cruelly extinguished the colorful bubbles popping up in her heart, and decided to let it go...
The capital side has entered deep water.
Zhou Mei is going back to Beijing.
Lin Su saw her off under the moonlit night and warned her again: I know you have thoughts of revenge, but you must understand that some people cannot be touched, especially the person we just analyzed.
Not only can't you touch that person, you can't even trace him.
Zhou Mei's eyes moved: "You almost lost me, are you still scared?"
Lin Su said matter-of-factly: "A bit!"
"I have something to ask you..."
"You asked..."
"In the past three days and three nights when I was in coma, you... what tricks did you play on me?" Most people really can't ask this question, but Zhou Mei can, because she is a little witch, but even though she is a little witch,
Witch, when she asked this question, her face still turned red.
"It's unfair, I didn't play anything..."
"I didn't say what I wanted from you, you...it's okay if you tell the truth...I forgive you!"
"To be honest, there really isn't any!"
Zhou Mei bit her lip and glared at him.
Lin Su blinked to express that he was really innocent.
Zhou Mei stepped down, and a big hole was broken in the ship's plank, soaring into the sky...
Looking at her kick, Lin Su gently scratched his head...
I’m not just a piece of wood. I’m actually pretty fancy. Besides, you speak so clearly. Even if I’m a piece of wood, I can probably understand...
You can forgive me for whatever I did during the three days and nights when you were comatose!
That means if I pick you up now and do something, you can actually accept it!
I understand what this means.
However, I am a principled person.
What are your principles?
Although you indicate that there are some things that "can happen", the objective situation is that "it really doesn't happen". I can't wrong myself.
Secondly? What's your identity? After all, you are Mr. Zhou's daughter. I still expect your father to tie his head to the waist of his trousers and rush into battle for me. I don't care what you are, I will sleep with you. Picture
In such a short time, I will be a little shorter in front of your father in the future. How can I make your father risk his life? So, you have to go back to comfort your mother. You should take your time to find a good husband. Don't be anxious. Eat in a hurry.
Don’t overheat the tofu, wait until I have almost finished the things at hand, and then respond to the needs of her elderly, and do "good deeds as filial piety to parents"...