Volume 7 Ma Mingfeng Xiaoxiao, the boy is raising his sword Chapter 288 Painting and calligraphy
When Su Ling hurried back to Tangling Inn, the fog had dissipated.
When Su Ling stepped into the courtyard, he felt that there was something strange about Tangling Inn today. But he didn't know what made him feel so strange.
It wasn't until he walked a few steps in the courtyard and suddenly saw the horses in the courtyard that he suddenly realized what was strange.
Quiet! Quiet! Even quiet, almost dead.
At this moment, it is daybreak, the sun is shining high, and the entire Tangling Inn is completely covered in sunlight. No matter which room there is, it will be completely illuminated by the sunlight.
Be it the beard or his thirteen subordinates, they are all martial artists who are good at martial arts. They get up earlier than ordinary people. Now that the sun is shining brightly, they will not fall asleep.
But no matter whether it was in the courtyard, the hall, or the closed doors and windows on the second floor, their loud noises could not be heard.
As long as these people don't sleep, they will definitely be noisy, talking and laughing, and will never be able to calm down.
But today, since Su Ling stepped into the courtyard of Tangling Inn, there was not even a sound!
Not only that, Su Ling saw at a glance that when they came to this courtyard yesterday, several horses had been tied up, presumably belonging to those people, but today, except for the two black horses owned by himself and Cang Shu, there were no horses in the courtyard.
There are no other people's horses.
The whole yard seemed quite empty.
Except for a deep well in the courtyard, there is nothing else.
Su Ling frowned slightly, calmly took out Jiang Shanxiao from behind, held it in his hand, and walked slowly towards the door of the hall.
He walked up the hall steps and listened carefully, but no sound came from the hall.
Su Ling was even more careful. The hand holding the sword slowly moved, and he gently raised the tip of the sword against the gap in the hall door. The door slowly opened to the left and right.
The sound of "squeaking--" made people feel chilled. The door was completely opened, and Su Ling glanced at it, feeling even more incredible.
The entire hall was empty, not a single soul in sight.
The stools were placed upside down on the table, and the sunlight poured in, instantly illuminating the entire hall, making it even more spacious and quiet.
Su Ling held Jiang Shan's hand tightly and slowly stepped into the hall. His eyes did not miss any corner of the hall.
But after looking at it for a long time, Su Ling finally relaxed her vigilance.
There was really no one in this hall, it was just so empty, and there was no unknown danger.
Su Ling secretly breathed a sigh of relief and stomped upstairs.
Arriving at the corridor on the second floor, Su Ling looked up and found that except for the door of the first room on the left where she and Xiao Cangshu lived, all the other guest room doors were wide open.
, none of them are closed.
The sunshine is very good, illuminating all the houses.
Without exception, those rooms were exactly like the hall, empty and empty, as if no one had ever lived in them.
Not only that, every facility in the room is spotless and looks very clean.
Su Ling stood there in astonishment. If he hadn't experienced it personally and seen it with his own eyes, he would have dared to believe it.
The beard disappeared, and his thirteen strong men also disappeared without a trace.
Not only that, even the horses tied in the courtyard, one by one, disappeared without a trace...
In a daze, Su Ling even felt that the people he met last night were people or ghosts...
Suddenly, Su Ling felt a huge cold feeling from head to toe, which lingered.
Su Ling didn't dare to think about it, so she raised Jiang Shanxiao with one hand, pushed open the door of her room with the other, and looked towards the couch on the right.
After just one glance, Su Ling was completely relieved.
Xiao Cangshu was lying on the couch on the right, sleeping soundly, with a rosy complexion and a slight snore.
Su Ling secretly thought to Amitabha, although he encountered a lot of strange things from last night to this morning, fortunately, there were no dangers, and Xiao Cangshu was also safe.
Damn, this is a blessing.
Su Ling remembered what Yin Shiniang said in the heavy fog in Tangling. She said that Cang Shu was still sleeping peacefully. Now that was indeed the case. It seemed that she was not lying.
From this perspective, this Yin Shiniang is actually a good person?
Su Ling suddenly realized that he seemed to have missed someone.
It was the little Liuzi with a bloodless face and a lifeless body.
Since he came back, the Tangling Inn has been deserted. Everyone except Cang Shu and himself has disappeared, and this little Liuzi is no exception.
Even he disappeared...
Who is this little Liuzi? He and these dozen strong men disappeared out of thin air. Where did they go?
And that man in the black hat, who is he?
In addition, what did Yin Shiniang say before leaving?
Mysteries came to mind one after another, and Su Ling felt like he was falling into mist.
Su Ling had been working hard all night, and he had been traveling non-stop for several days. He didn't feel anything bad just now, but now he just felt tired and exhausted.
He did not rush to tell Xiao Cang to relax, but thought to himself, wait and see if anyone else shows up at the Tangling Inn.
Instead, he sat cross-legged on the couch and closed his eyes slightly, trying to get some sleep.
But when he was about to fall asleep, he was awakened by a strong shaking and rapid shouting. When he opened his eyes, he saw Xiao Cangshu constantly shaking his arms and shouting in a panic.
with his own name.
Su Ling was really tired. He squinted his eyes and said feebly: "Cang Shu... are you awake? Sit down for a while and let me sleep for a while..."
Xiao Cangshu looked panicked and said hurriedly: "Brother Su... why are you still sleeping? Are you still so sleepy after sleeping last night? Wake up quickly, something serious is going to happen...
...."
Su Ling felt helpless and thought to himself, you slept for a whole night, but your brother and I spent a whole night without even a single glance...
But he couldn't make it clear to Xiao Cang, lest he worry and be frightened.
There was no other way, so Su Ling could only rub his sore eyes, yawned, stretched and said: "Uh... you've slept well... let's set off after you sleep."
..."
After saying that, he jumped down from the couch and started to walk out.
Xiao Canshu was so panicked that he grabbed him, and when he saw Xiao Canshu's expression changed, he said, "Brother Su... you just left like this?"
Hearing this, Su Ling turned to look at Xiao Cang with confusion and said: "If you don't leave like this...what else can you do? If you want to stay for a while, then I will sleep for a while..."
Xiao Cangshu waved his hands repeatedly and said with a panicked expression: "No...Brother Su, don't you think this Tangling Inn is a little weird now?"
Su Ling smiled and said: "Why is it weird... Just be quiet... They are all gone..."
Xiao Cangshu didn't seem to hear what Su Ling said, and said anxiously like he was pouring beans: "Just now, while you were asleep, I went to look everywhere in this inn, and I found..."
He was halfway through speaking when he realized what Su Ling had said. He couldn't help but be startled. Then he looked at Su Ling in disbelief and stammered: "No... what you just said, they all...
....Leaving?"
Su Ling nodded and pretended to smile casually: "Yes, let's go. I sent them off when I left. I saw you were sleeping soundly, so I didn't wake you up..."
Hearing this, Xiao Cangshu found it even more incredible. He scratched his head, looked at Su Ling suspiciously, and said after a while: "They are really... all gone? Even..."
"Even the proprietress Yin Shiniang... and the boy Xiao Liuzi have left. Those dozen big guys said they were going to travel around the world. Yin Shiniang and Xiao Liuzi said they were going to the town to do some shopping. We just don't care when we leave.
Just go."
Su Ling made it up and said it right now, it's fair to say
It’s also very neat.
Upon hearing this, Xiao Cangshu immediately tilted his head, with a look of disbelief on his face, and said this... After a long while, he finally couldn't think of a better answer, so he had to ask again as if to confirm: "Are they really?
They’re all gone, even the landlady doesn’t do business, but she still has to go to the town to do some shopping?”
Su Ling felt funny in her heart, but said seriously on her face: "That's natural... When did your brother Su lie to you... But..."
Su Ling looked at Xiao Cangshu with a joking look on his face and said, "You seem to be very concerned about whether Yin Shiniang has left. Why are you attracted to that charming boss lady?"
"I..." Xiao Cangshu felt a chill, glanced at Su Ling and said: "I don't know who was there last night, but you still have the nerve to tell me!... Since everyone
Let’s leave, let’s leave quickly, I think it’s still a long way to Bohai City.”
Su Ling laughed loudly and then took the lead to step out of the room.
After Xiao Cangshu also walked out, Su Ling turned back to see if anything had been left in the room.
But when he just turned around and took a look inside the room, he was staring at something on the wall of the room, his brows furrowed, his breathing quickened, and his face was full of surprise.
He just stood in front of the door in a daze.
Xiao Canshu had already walked forward more than ten steps, but suddenly he realized that Su Ling was still standing in front of the door, motionless. The look on his face seemed to be that of a different person, as if he had seen something unexpected.
thing.
Xiao Cangshu turned around and walked to Su Ling's side, asking in a low voice: "Brother Su, what's wrong with you..."
Su Ling was speechless for a long time, then suddenly raised his head and pointed towards the front wall of the room, and said in a trembling voice: "Cang Shu... do you still remember whether there was a painting hanging on the front wall yesterday?
?」
Xiao Cangshu glanced at where he was pointing and saw a painting hanging on the wall. He nodded and said, "I remember, when I came in yesterday, I saw this painting hanging in this room.
....."
Su Ling said nothing, still staring at the painting on the wall.
Suddenly, with a few steps, he walked in and came to the painting. He suddenly raised his head and stared at it intensely.
The surprised look on his face was even more difficult to conceal.
Xiao Cangshu followed later and saw that Su Ling had been staring at the painting with his eyes motionless, so he said casually: "Brother Su, have you forgotten? When we came in, this painting was about flowers, fiery red.
Flower...isn’t it this painting?”
Su Ling suddenly took the painting off the wall, turned around and spread it on the table, looked at it again carefully, and suddenly spoke with a trembling voice: "No! That's not right! Wrong! It's all wrong.
Wrong!"
Xiao Cangshu heard this and was a little confused by Su Ling's unreasonable words. He hurriedly said: "Brother Su, what did you say? What's wrong?"
Su Ling gently dipped her hand into the painting.
The fingers were actually dyed red.
When Xiao Canshu took a look at it, he couldn't help being surprised, and said in a trembling voice: "This is...the ink has not yet dried...this painting was just painted and hung...
....Brother Su! Someone has entered our room!"
Su Ling, on the other hand, seemed as if he hadn't heard anything, and his eyes still didn't move away from the painting for even a moment.
Suddenly, he murmured: "Not only that... the flowers in this painting are also wrong... If I remember correctly, when we first entered this room, the painting was
A bright red crabapple flower...but now this painting is..."
Su Ling paused, then slowly said: "A... fiery red peony plant!... Not only that, you see there are two words written next to it...
"
Hearing this, Xiao Cangshu looked towards the painting and saw that there were actually two very small characters on the left side of the painting. If Xiao Cangshu hadn't deliberately looked at it and it was so close, it would have been no matter what.
You can't even see it.
In the eyes of Su Ling and Xiao Cangshu, the two words on the painting were exactly: