"Then... do you want to take these?" Xiaolan raised the token in her arms again.
"When you find me, leave it to me."
Hearing this, Xiaolan retracted her arm and stuffed the scarf back into her backpack.
"How...how should I find you? I mean, where should I start?"
"You appeared at the door of this room," Hua Cong's voice gradually became calmer, "then start checking from here..."
Start here?
Xiaolan looked at the ink paintings hanging on the walls of the room, and a few Taishi chairs casually leaning in the corners. The room seemed to be covered with thick dust.
Will the clue be in the painting?
Xiaolan approached the mural and took out the flashlight in her backpack to observe it carefully.
His brows immediately furrowed.
The brushwork is delicate and professional, and the ink texture makes the whole picture full of classical charm.
I thought it was an ordinary landscape and figure painting, but upon closer inspection, I discovered that there was something deeply wrong with this painting.
Although the tools and painting methods used are all antique, the content described in the painting and the clothing decoration of the characters in the painting are typical modern content.
The room is not big, so four paintings occupy the blank wall. Although they are ink paintings, the tones of the four paintings are actually different.
From left to right they are light cyan, sky blue, golden yellow, and off-white.
The scenes in the paintings are all different, but in each painting, there are two little girls, standing or sitting, separated or together, in the center of the painting.
"Is this...you and Huazhi?"
Xiaolan approached the painting and carefully observed the happy two people in the painting.
"What else? Me and you?"
Hua Cong replied angrily, and Xiao Lan couldn't help but wonder where Hua Cong came from so many complaints.
In the first picture, two people are running among the thick grass. The little girl in the front has two pigtails, and the girl in the back has her hair loose. The pigtails look back at her and smile and wave.
The second painting shows a vast seaside. Two girls are wearing flower-like skirts, sitting obediently on the beach. The waves are washing against their little feet. Even though there is only a back view, the happiness of the girls is still ready to be seen.
In the third painting, occupying most of the frame is an orange tree covered with fruits. The little braid hides behind the tree and reveals her little face, with a mischievous expression on her face. The girl with loose hair was so frightened that she sat on the ground.
, the big oranges picked in the bamboo basket fell to the ground.
In the fourth painting, there is heavy snow all over the sky and the ground. The girl with loose hair has tied up her hair in a ponytail. The pigtails are still pigtails. The two of them have rolled up a big snowball and are putting their scarves on the snowball, like
Want to make a big snowman.
Four paintings, four seasons, what remains unchanged is the happiness of the two.
As if infected by the joy in this painting, Xiaolan also showed a gentle smile.
"Do you have pigtails or long hair?"
"you guess."
"Hmm..." Xiaolan stroked the back of the Taishi chair and pulled out a handful of dust, "I guess you have pigtails, right?"
"Tch...you have seen the appearance of flower branches, of course you can guess..."
Oh yes, in Huazong’s understanding, I have seen Huazhi and talked with Huazhi.
"I know what happened when you were young. What should I do next?"
"You! Why do you ask me everything!" Hua Cong said with hatred, "I am the master of this world, very fierce. You, what do you expect from me? Are you going to starve to death here without me?
?”
Alas, there is no way.
Xiaolan held her chin up and started thinking.
As her theoretical first time entering the world, the Taoist priest should have taken her and told her what to do every step of the way, what to look for, and what to prepare.
But who would have thought that the world of flowers actually has a parallel space setting...
"You're so stupid, you're so stupid!" Hua Cong finally couldn't help shouting, "You just look at the painting and you don't understand the flowers. You want to see those, those strange things..." This chapter has been completed!