Feel free to touch.
I don't mind.
Why does it feel weird to hear this?
Ye Qingyun looked at Leng Muxue.
I recall that wonderful Mid-Autumn Festival night again.
I can't help but feel a little distraught.
Ye Qingyun quickly calmed down.
"Ye Qingyun, Ye Qingyun, why are you so unsure now?"
"How can you think wrong about someone's normal words?"
"You're not really a fucking pervert, are you?"
Ye Qingyun questioned himself in his heart.
After finally suppressing those messy thoughts, Ye Qingyun walked to the portrait.
He bowed respectfully first.
"Grandma, my ancestor, I've offended you."
Finish this sentence.
Snap!
The painting that was originally hanging on it suddenly fell down.
It fell to the ground with a clatter.
Ye Qingyun was startled.
"Why did the rope break? I guess it was hung for too long."
Leng Muxue was shocked.
Because this painting has been hanging here for thousands of years.
The rope that hangs the portrait is no ordinary rope.
It is made from a special kind of seaweed.
Extremely tough.
It is impossible to break on its own.
Why did the rope hanging the portrait break when Ye Qingyun bowed to the portrait?
"Could it be that even the portrait of the ancestor cannot bear the worship of Mr. Ye?"
Leng Muxue couldn't help but feel secretly awe-inspiring.
"It fell by itself, it has nothing to do with me."
Ye Qingyun also turned around and explained.
Leng Muxue couldn't laugh or cry.
Ye Qingyun carefully picked up the portrait.
Checked it carefully.
This painting is not painted on paper, but on a kind of silk.
It feels very soft to the touch.
"It doesn't look like there is any map."
Ye Qingyun touched his chin and thought about it in his mind.
But this grandma, the founder, would not deceive the descendants of Moon God Palace.
There must be treasures.
It's just that this painting is too mysterious.
"You guys should also come up and take a look."
Ye Qingyun greeted Huikong and Yuexixia.
The two of them also came closer.
Yue Weixia touched the scroll and shook her head.
Obviously no clue.
Huikong, on the other hand, was using his Buddhist Dharma Eyes, as if he wanted to see what mysteries were hidden in this painting.
Under Huikong's Buddhist Dharma eyes, he really saw some clues.
"Holy Son, this painting does have a layer of precious light, and it seems to be hiding something."
Huikong said this.
Ye Qingyun was startled, "Then can you see what's hidden?"
"It should be the hiding place where the treasure is hidden."
Huikong said with certainty.
Ye Qingyun ""
Aren't you talking nonsense?
Are you going to leave it here or here with me?
"As long as you crack the treasure light of this scroll, you will definitely be able to see the mystery in it!"
Huikong said again.
Ye Qingyun was speechless.
"Okay, okay, stop talking nonsense here."
Huikong was immediately embarrassed.
Think about it carefully.
It seems like I really said some nonsense.
"Amitabha, Huikong is stupid."
Ye Qingyun didn't expect them to see anything.
at this time.
Ye Qingyun noticed the four stone pillars in the four directions of the hall.
"Um?"
He seemed to see something and walked to one of the stone pillars.
Take a closer look.
Then he stopped for a moment in front of the other three stone pillars.
"I see!!!"
Ye Qingyun suddenly shouted.
Leng Muxue's delicate body trembled.
"Has Young Master Ye achieved enlightenment?"
Ye Qingyun shook his head.
"It's not about enlightenment, it's about me understanding the secret of this painting."
Several people were puzzled.
But he saw Ye Qingyun holding a scroll and pointing at the four stone pillars.
"Palace Master Leng, have you noticed those four stone pillars?
To be continued...