After the divorce, the female CEO of Bingshan begged to get back together.

Tang Xiaotian saw Qin Yun leaving, looked at Wu Ziming again and said fiercely:

"If you dare to follow me again, I will kill you!"

After saying that, he put away his sword and caught up with Qin Yun.

"Qin..."

Wu Ziming looked at the backs of the two people leaving and wanted to speak, but when he saw Qin Yun's back that didn't look back, he suppressed the words in his mouth.

At this moment, he felt as if he had knocked over the five-flavor bottle and felt indescribably uncomfortable. When had he, the eldest son of the Wu family, been so neglected?

"Zi Ming! Zi Ming!"

Just when Wu Ziming felt extremely uncomfortable, all the elders of the Wu family also arrived at this time.

When they saw Wu Ziming's bleeding arm, everyone was shocked: "Ziming, what's wrong with you?"

Wu Ziming reacted, slowly turned back to look at the elders, his mouth squirmed, and he shook his head and said, "I'm fine."

Those elders did not dare to be careless and quickly grabbed his arm to check.

After looking around, the elders breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, it was just a skin injury and no injuries to the muscles and bones, so just apply some medicine.

In fact, what they didn't know was that when Tang Xiaotian fired the shuriken, he did not fire the poisoned shuriken. If it had been poisoned, he would have belched his fart long ago.

"By the way, where is Master Qin?"

Seeing that Wu Ziming had no big problem, they continued to ask.

Wu Ziming shook his head with a gloomy look and said, "Mr. Qin is gone."

"Leave? Then your injury..."

Hearing this, everyone in the Wu family was stunned.

"You couldn't keep him?"

An elder asked.

Wu Ziming opened his mouth and said in a hoarse voice: "Mr. Qin was angry. He didn't give me a chance to speak when he should have followed."

"This……"

For a moment, a group of people had nothing to say.

Also, if this happened to them, they would also be angry. After all, who likes to be framed?

"Then what should we do? The situation of the head of the family is getting worse and worse. If we don't find a way, I guess..."

An elder from the Wu family sighed and said.

Nowadays, the situation of the head of the family is getting worse and worse. When they came out just now, they even vomited blood again. According to this situation, it is estimated that they will not survive for two days.

When Wu Ziming heard this, his eyes moved slightly, and then he said: "I will go find him. No matter what, I will get his forgiveness and let him treat his father's illness."

After saying that, he ignored the injury on his arm and walked directly down the mountain.

"Ziming, then you have to bandage the injury first..."

However, Wu Ziming's figure has disappeared.

On the other side, Qin Yun and the others had returned to the hotel.

"Mr. Qin, now that the matter has been settled, shall we return to the capital of Jiangnan Province?"

Tang Xiaotian came to Qin Yun and asked.

Qin Yun pondered for a moment and said, "You should go back first."

"What about you?"

Tang Xiaotian asked quickly.

Qin Yun shook his head slightly: "I still have things to deal with, and I will go back after I finish them."

"Then I'd better follow you."

Tang Xiaotian said.

"No, you can't help me with this matter, and you may even become a burden to me."

Qin Yun shook his head decisively.

His next plan is to go to the Bohai Sea to look for the overseas fairy mountain. No matter it is true or false, he has to go and see it to avoid long nights and dreams. Moreover, the fewer people who know about this matter, the better.

"This……"

Tang Xiaotian was speechless for a moment, feeling aggrieved.

He, the dignified little bully of the Tang family, has now become a burden?

Seeing his unwillingness, Qin Yun shook his head helplessly: "I'm telling the truth. This matter is likely to involve the Grandmaster. What's the use of you staying here?"

"Ok."

When Tang Xiaotian heard that the Grandmaster was involved, he instantly became angry.

"Well, you can leave today. By the way, pay attention to the Situ family for me when you get back."

Qin Yun ordered.

"The Situ family?"

Tang Xiaotian was stunned.

"Ah."

Qin Yun nodded.

"Okay, I understand. Then I'll book a flight back for this afternoon." Tang Xiaotian said.

That afternoon, he took a plane back to the provincial capital.

Qin Yun has already begun planning his trip to the Bohai Sea. It will take at least one day to reach the Bohai Sea from Qingzhou.

According to the sheepskin map, the overseas fairy mountain seems to be in the center of the Bohai Sea, but the specific location will not be known until he arrives there.

"Forget it, it's definitely too late. Let's leave tomorrow."

Qin Yun thought for a while and said.

So, after simply tidying up, he planned to go out for a walk.

After all, it’s hard to come to Qingzhou, so of course you have to see the customs and landforms here.

After leaving the hotel, Qin Yun began to wander aimlessly.

As he walked, he suddenly saw a lot of people gathered in front of a huge building.

I walked over curiously and found out that it seemed to be a calligraphy and painting exhibition.

Qin Yun was not interested in looking at it at first. Just when he was about to leave, he suddenly saw a familiar painting through the glass.

"Huh? This painting..."

Qin Yun frowned.

By some mistake, he walked towards the art exhibition.

Since this art exhibition was free and open to the public, Qin Yun entered it smoothly.

Without stopping, he walked straight towards the painting he saw.

When he came to the painting, Qin Yun stopped and stood.

On the wall opposite him, there hangs an ink painting called "Clouds and Cranes in Cangshan Mountain", signed by an old man named Kongshan.

Above the painting is a scene of high mountains, shrouded in clouds and mist, and cranes flying freely among them.The dance of Cangshan Mountain, the clouds and cranes flying in the sky, the white cranes on the green mountains, are so beautiful!

No matter how you look at it, this painting is definitely a masterpiece.

However, after Qin Yun saw the painting, he sneered at the corner of his mouth: "Haha, interesting."

When he said this, there was even a hint of chill in his eyes.

"Dear tourists, please look here. This painting is the handwriting of the contemporary painting master, and it is also the treasure of this exhibition."

Just as Qin Yun was staring at the painting with cold eyes, a loudspeaker sound suddenly sounded.

Immediately afterwards, I saw a group of people walking slowly from one side.

"Dear tourists, this painting "Clouds and Cranes on Cangshan Mountain" was written by Old Man Kongshan, who is known as the most mysterious painter in the world. Old Man Kongshan may not know who it is, but if I tell you one thing, everyone will know. "

A beautiful commentator with a big speaker came to Qin Yun's side with a smile, pointed at the paintings on the wall and said.

"Do you still remember that three years ago, at the top calligraphy and painting exhibition in Daxia, a famous painting called "Talking on the Clouds" appeared? That painting was directly included in Daxia's museum on the spot. And the artist of these two paintings is the same person!”

The beautiful commentator said.

"What? The author of this painting is actually the author of "Taoyunxian" written three years ago?"

"Oh, I remembered it. It is said that someone was even willing to spend one billion to take a photo of that painting!"

"It turns out to be that author. I didn't expect to see his work here!"

For a moment, everyone was in an uproar, and their eyes lit up.

It seems that this time was not in vain!

"Yes, so now you know how precious this painting is, right?" the beautiful commentator said with a smile.

For a moment, people around him took out their mobile phones to take pictures. After all, if you can see a painting of this level on the spot, why don't you show it off on WeChat Moments?

And just when a group of people were happily taking photos, a discordant voice suddenly sounded:

"Haha, a painting by Old Man Kongshan? I think this painting may not be by Old Man Kongshan, right?"