painting robbery

The moment the sun came out, the dewdrops melted silently, and the morning mist was pulled away like a tulle.

In the hall of Yuan Mansion, several figures sitting here also appeared together.

The people sitting in the hall are none other than Jian Gong and his party.

Since the sky was not fully lit in the morning, Xue Tianzong brought three juniors to the Yuan Mansion.The chief executive of the original mansion treated each other with courtesy, but also made it clear:

"If the Taoists want to enter the west building to view the books of the world, please feel free. But the young master rested late last night, so he may not meet all the Taoists today."

Yuanfu is the home of historical records.What is the meaning of history if the recorder cannot be independent from the outside world.

Xue Tianzong understood what he meant, so he only asked the old butler to report, and waited in the hall.

This wait is an hour.

The red sun jumped out of the mountain, shining light on the earth, even the last drop of dew on the nostalgic branches dissipated like smoke, the Yuan Mansion was still quiet, and Yuan Yinliu didn't show any signs of coming out to meet.

Xue Tianzong looked slightly cold.

But he has been indifferent since last night, and he still looks like this now, not even an inch from the tip of his eyebrows.

Below him, the two Sword Palace disciples sat solemnly, neither showing any signs of impatience, as if they had made up their minds to wait here until the original sound came out to meet them.

But Words and Pillows had a different idea.

The Taoist priest sitting at the end stood up and waved to the maid in the corner: "Please ask."

The servant girl bowed her body: "Teacher, please give me instructions."

Yan Zhen said: "Is there a green-haired parrot next to Mr. Yuan, who is proficient in human language..."

It was also a coincidence that a red-haired and green-winged parrot flew past the hall at the moment when the words were spoken, and its ears under the feathers caught the words, and immediately flapped its wings and circled half a circle. , flew into the hall.

"Who is calling the bird, who is calling the bird!"

"I'm calling a bird." Yan Zhenci answered calmly.

"Master Benefactor!" The parrot still remembered the words. It stopped on the table and suffocated for a while, until its featherless white face flushed red. It finally broke through the limit of normal speech and uttered five words, "You Brother Yuan was saved."

These five words attracted the attention of everyone in the hall, even Xue Tianzong, who seemed to be unmoved by anything outside, took a look here.

"It was the bird that saved Brother Yuan." He affirmed the parrot's hard work and made a request when the parrot was complacent, "My seniors and I would like to meet Brother Yuan, is it okay?"

The parrot turned its head to look at the crowd for a while, then spit out four words: "Birds want good things."

Everyone: "..."

A... bird that uses its master for its own good.

Yan Zhenci thought for a while, raised his hand, and the dust whisk shot out, rolled down two worm-eyed fruits from the fruit tree in front of the hall, and placed them on the table where the parrot was standing.

"This kind of thing is much better to eat." The parrot was disgusted in its mouth, but its body was very honest. It bent its neck and quickly ate up the two worm-hidden fruits on the table. Shi Qi pointed inward, "Go to Brother Yuan! Inside the West Building!"

Everyone stood up together.

The parrot shook its feathers: "I don't see you." He looked contemptuous again, "I didn't give you any favors, and I still want to see him. I'm really ignorant, learn from him."

Everyone: "..."

Xue Tianzong drew out his sword, and said coldly, "It's been a long time since I ate a roasted bird."

Luo You and Chu Han hurriedly rushed forward from left to right, grabbing Master's arm: "Wait, wait, Master, calm down, you told us to be courteous and courteous twice before, and we must not let anyone miss you." Then kill his pet!"

Chickens were flying around in the hall, and the words were quite prescient, and they walked directly from the back of the hall to the west building.

This road is full of pavilions, pavilions, nine-curved corridors, sparkling blue waves, and fragrant fragrance from the wind. You can't help but stop and admire for a while before entering the west building at the end of the corridor.

The west building is three stories high, with a winding corridor in front of the door, and pillars on the corridor. Behind the pillar, there is a wooden plaque. The wooden plaque is red, and there are four gold-lacquered characters on it, which read "Long River Thousands of Years". At first glance, it seems that time is coming.

With a glance at the words and pillow words, there is another small seal under the four characters "Long River Thousands of Years". The seal is a hieroglyphic character on oracle bone. The elegance of its own lines makes it want to fly into the sky.

Original sound stream... sound flow, sound flow.

After thinking about it for a while, it became clear who the seal represented.

He withdrew his gaze, stepped inside, and saw layers of bookshelves standing in front of him, densely packed books neatly arranged.At a glance, from top to bottom, there are scrolls everywhere.

Only one stone slab was placed at the entrance. A simple chessboard was engraved on the slate, and black and white chess pieces laid out an endgame on the chessboard.

Yan Zhenci is not busy looking for the original sound flow in the west building, but first looks at the chessboard.After seeing this, he couldn't help but give a little surprise: "Xingchen Liezi, celestial phenomena dragon and tiger... This game of chess is about the change of tonight's celestial phenomena?"

Seeing the chess game clearly, he closed his eyes slightly, pinched his fingers and counted silently, after a while, he put his hand into the chess box, stuck a white piece with his two fingers, and landed on the star eye.

The missing picture was completed, the chessboard sank immediately, only the sound of "Kaka" suddenly sounded, and the words and pillow words followed the sound, and saw that the ground was cracked and the sky was missing in the book building, and layers of wooden boards were spirally opened from the ground to the roof , a partition close to the wall immediately appeared in front of Yan Zhenci.

A couch, a table.

A handful of light, a pot of tea, and a volume of books.

There is another person who rests here.

Looking up and down.

Yuan Yinliu leaned on the couch, crossed his legs, and looked down:

"Ah...you found me. Then let's go."

There are four directions in the sky, and the extreme east part is full of mountains and mountains, towering and towering, connecting the sky above and the deep sea below.Among the mountains, there is a middle peak that is the top of the mountains, straight into the sky, and the rest are like stars surrounded by stars, arching from all directions;

This middle peak is called Jianfeng, and there is a sky-level in Jianfeng, the sky-level is [-], and it goes straight to the Sword Palace.

It has been 200 years since the Sword Palace was built, and countless people who admire the Sword Palace rushed forward to follow it. They climbed the stone steps all the years just to see the gate of the Sword Palace.

On this day, a car suddenly came under the sky steps.

This car is decorated with gold and jade, and it is drawn by two snow beasts.

The car door opened, and a handsome man wearing a fire robe that can protect against extreme cold, stepped into water-proof leather boots, and a white jade pendant hanging on his waist stepped out of the car. After two steps, he lazily boarded the soft sedan chair parked beside him.

Then, the soft sedan chair was lifted up and up the stairs!

The person who was diligently climbing the steps with both feet was dumbfounded:

Can the heavenly steps go up in a sedan chair?

Who is carrying the sedan chair? If he is so insincere, isn't he afraid that the people in the Sword Palace will be punished?No...why does the person at the head look so much like "East Sword" Xue Tianzong?

The sword palace is ethereal, the cold wind blows the bones, and above the [-] steps, there are few people.Under the towering mountain gate, there is only a middle-aged man standing against the wind, and the wind blows his three-foot beard and sleeves together.

The soft sedan has arrived at the mountain gate.

Xue Tianzong was startled when he saw the middle-aged man in front of the mountain gate, and went up to meet him: "Uncle Third."

The middle-aged man's compound surname is Duanmu, and his single name is Xu. He is the sword-holding elder of the three elders of the Sword Palace.

Duanmuxu nodded to Xue Tianzong, his eyes fell on Yuan Yinliu behind Xue Tianzong.

The surrounding mountain winds are too cold, and the cliffs on the left and right are steep. Yuan Yinliu, who had just arrived at the Sword Palace, met Duanmu Xu face to face, and already wanted to go home.

Duanmuxu didn't give Yuanyin this chance, not even the soft sedan chair, and directly led Xue Tianzong and others all the way to the front of Zhongfeng Jietian Hall.

The Zhongfeng is the main peak of the Sword Palace, and the Jietian Palace is the main hall of the main peak, where the main hall is held and important affairs are discussed.Then there is the vice hall, which is the residence of the heads of the past dynasties.

Now, everyone came to Jietian Temple, watching the original sound stream brought by Duan Muxu.

Facing the eyes of everyone, Yuan Yinliu felt a faint sense of foreboding in his heart: "What did you bring me here for?"

Duanmuxu didn't answer, and directly carried him through the main hall in front of many elders to the side hall behind.

Under the scorching sun and the first snow, the bluestone-paved garden is unobstructed and extra spacious.But then the doors and windows of the side hall were closed tightly, showing a gloomy look under the refracted abundant light.

Before the original sound stream could analyze more things, Duan Muxu, who came to the front of the hall, said with a serious face: "A few days ago, the real head of the sect suddenly had an emergency, and was seriously ill, and fell into a coma for a while. I have explained the rest of the sword palace properly, but I can't let you go. Therefore, I asked Elder Zhai's apprentice to go down the mountain to pick you up. You can go in and meet the head."

Except for Xue Tianzong who knew something was wrong when he went down the mountain, the rest gasped, and their faces were even more astonished when they spoke!

Yuan Yinliu calmly said: "No, Master Yan is not going well, why do you want to see me?"

Duanmu Xu said: "I'm not joking at this time, let Yinliu go in quickly."

After finishing speaking, Duanmu Xu didn't give Yuan Yinliu time to answer, he raised his hand and gently pushed Yuan Yinliu's shoulder, pushing him into the room.

Then, Duan Muxu closed the door of the palace, stood in front of the palace and said to Xue Tianzong: "You have worked so hard to go down the mountain..." He frowned suddenly, "Who is that person behind you?"

Xue Tianzong turned his head and saw that among the three people behind him, only Yanzhen Ci stepped forward, which was different.

He simply replied: "It's the disciple of the Sword Palace that I met in Xijing." Then he asked, "Uncle Third, how is the head of the sect?"

Duan Muxu didn't answer: "You and I wait here for the news to come out. As for you—" His voice was slightly stern, "The matter is of great importance, don't talk nonsense!"