Millennium drunk

The community they rented was originally a place where university teachers gathered. This kind of place has a strong scholarly atmosphere, and they prefer calligraphy and painting more than other places.In addition, with Lan Zui's portrait as an advertisement, the sales of Jun Yihuang's paintings far exceeded Lan Zui's prediction.

Although Lan Zui asked Uncle Zhong to prepare some cosmetics for Jun Yihuang in the hospital, which can slightly cover up her unusual skin color, but in order to prevent any clues from being exposed, Lan Zui insisted on setting up a stall to sell paintings by herself, Jun Yi Huang only needs to draw well at home.

Even though it was a war-torn era, as the eldest princess of a country, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting were still compulsory.Most of Jun Yihuang's paintings are ink paintings of flowers, grass, birds and fish, with charm in just a few strokes.There are also a few who want to draw portraits, as long as they bring photos, Jun Yihuang will definitely hand over a masterpiece.

The reputation of Jun Yihuang's paintings spread like wildfire, and people from the city came to ask for paintings by car.

The business of this "wife and wife stall" is getting more and more popular, Lan Zui has more and more banknotes in his hands, and finally no longer has to live a miserable life with his pockets covered.Set up a stall during the day, eat delicious food and drink at night, occasionally when the weather is gloomy and don’t want to go out, Lan Zui quietly stands by and watches Jun Yihuang’s paintings. As for whether it’s looking at paintings or people, only Lan Zui knows.

Time passed quickly in this ordinary happiness, day after day.The magnolia flower under the window has changed from shy buds to swaying and flamboyantly blooming trees full of plain white. Lan Zui often feels that if time can continue like this, occasionally teasing Jun Yihuang, sometimes cheating a kiss, even All her life she would never get bored at all.

But no matter how freely and gorgeously the flowers bloom, there will be times when they wither and fall into mud.

The magnolia petals under the window are beginning to turn yellow, and occasionally a few petals will fall when the wind blows.Lan Zui just stood by the window with her hands folded, looking down at the remaining flowers sticking to the treetops.

It is God's will that flowers bloom and fall, how long can they stick to it?

"Yihuang."

"Ok?"

"Stop drawing."

Jun Yihuang's hand holding the pen paused slightly, but only for a moment, the thick ink on the tip of the pen continued to slide down like flowing water.

"Is it not good?"

"Okay, that's enough. Stop drawing."

This time the nib stayed longer, and the thick black ink left a spot on the paper.

"I'll finish this painting." The tip of the pen crossed the dot and continued down according to the original track, "It's a pity."

The phone, which had been silent for a long time, was pressed with the power button, and a colorful startup interface appeared on the screen, just like the magnolia plant not far away.

Enter the required name, click to dial out.

The call was connected in less than five seconds, and a deep and slightly frivolous laugh sounded: "Have you played enough? I'm still wondering when you will call me."

"Brother Thirteen, please take me in."

"It's not a small risk to take you in. Aunt Lan has let us off the hook. Whoever helps you will look good to anyone."

"Pull it down, you two skinny faces will be afraid of my mother?"

Rong Shisan laughed again: "You are really welcome. They are all prepared for you, and the key is with Grandpa. You can choose the one you like."

"How are you hurt?"

"I'm fine. Don't turn off the phone, call if you need anything, bye."

The phone went back to a black screen, and Lan Zui held the phone in his hand and froze for a while, then opened the door and found that Jun Yihuang had already packed the pens, ink, papers and paintings on the living room table.

Lan Zui reached out and pulled out the older coil on the edge, and held it in her arms: "Yihuang, leave this one to me."

Jun Yihuang stared at Lan Zui for a while, then nodded silently.

The check-out handover was not complicated, and Lan Zui didn't even ask for a deposit in view of the breach of contract.It's just that the uncle in the supermarket downstairs was a little surprised when he saw Lan Zui coming down with her luggage, and asked her why she just moved here and was about to move out. You must know that there are many people who come here to buy Jun Yihuang's paintings.

Lan Zui just smiled back, left enough money to charter a car, and gave the rest to the uncle.

The Rong family's ancestral house is located in Fuling County, a quiet place with beautiful mountains and rivers, but the traffic is very smooth, and it takes only nine hours to drive there.

In the night, Lan Zui stood at the foot of the mountain, looking up at the old buildings that occupied a corner of the mountainside.Those buildings were built at different times, spreading from the center to the outside, like annual rings, and each circle symbolizes the prosperity of the Rong family.

When the ancient business collided with the modern society, the huge family was also torn to pieces.The moonlight is cold, and the old and new building complex is pitch black. Only a few room windows reveal sparse lights. On the contrary, the whole is extremely cold and lonely, and it is no longer the prosperity of the Rong family.

Grandpa received the news and was waiting at the archway at the foot of the mountain.He has gone through three generations of the Rong family, and now he is an old man in his seventies, with silver hair like snow, his face is heavily wrinkled, and only when he occasionally lifts his eyelids, he reveals a pair of pure and restrained eyes.

"Miss Lan." When Grandpa saw Lan Zui, he didn't rely on his old age to show off his old age, but bowed deeply and said, "Master Thirteen has ordered you to choose where you want to live."

"Let's just go to the Hui Yuan." Lan Zui pondered for a while before ordering a courtyard.

"Okay, this way please." Grandpa bowed halfway, spread his right hand, and then turned on the flashlight to lead the way.

Although the ancestral house of the Rong family was built on the mountainside, it is the territory of the Rong family from the beginning of the archway at the foot of the mountain.Winding all the way up, the stairs are built with long strips of bluestone. The surface of the bluestone has been worn away by time, and the surface of the bluestone has been worn away by time. There are sparkling lights on the place illuminated by the moonlight, like a stream of water, connecting the Rong family with the modern county not far away. Separated into two worlds.

The Hui Yuan is located in the middle of the house. It is built in the Qing Dynasty without inside or outside. The houses are all made of wood. The building is two stories high and surrounded by three sides, with a small garden in the middle.

At night, the landscape of the garden can't be seen clearly, only the shadows of the trees whirling, and a section of high angled eaves exposed at the lower part of the bushes, the color is vermilion.The ding-dong of water can be heard in the forest, apparently leading a small stream to hide in it.

"Miss Lan, you should go to bed early, and if you need anything, just ask."

When he arrived at the place, the grandfather handed over the key to Lan Zui, bowed politely again, and left.

Standing at the door, Lan Zui didn't look at Yuanzi, but turned to Jun Yihuang and smiled, "Yihuang, do you like it?"

"like."

"If you like it, I'll take you in and have a look."

Lan Zui pulled Jun Yihuang and took a step, but found that Jun Yihuang didn't move.

"Yihuang?"

"It's very good here." Jun Yihuang still looked up at the two-storey building in front of her, narrowed her eyes slightly, and said softly in a barely audible voice: "But it's not home.

The days when I came to Rong's house were still leisurely.

Even more leisurely than the previous days of running around for a living.Don't worry about food and clothing, just say what you want, and it will be delivered the next day at the latest.

There is actually a guqin left in Huiyuan's room. Although it is not as good as Jun Yihuang's original piano, the one left by the Rong family is definitely not bad.So during the day, Jun Yihuang often moved the guqin to play the piano in the garden pavilion, while Lan Zui sat beside her with her chin resting on her back and closed her eyes to listen quietly.

The atmosphere is still harmonious, but somehow there is less intimacy and more melancholy.

A few days later, the Rong family welcomed back his current master, Rong Shisan.

Even if he replaced Rong Wu as the head of the Rong family, Rong Shisan's hippie smile still remained the same, as if it didn't matter if the sky fell.

The room the two of them lived in was the place where Rong's family entertained guests. It was purely modern from the inside to the outside, and decorated in a luxurious European style, which made Lan Zui, who had just come from Huiyuan, feel very uncomfortable.

One stood and the other sat, Rong Shisan was leaning on the carpet to make coffee, while Lan Zui leaned against the window, gazing in the direction of Huiyuan.

"Can't let her go after such a meeting?" Rong Shisan looked at Lan Zui with a half-smile.

Lan Zui withdrew his gaze and glanced at Rong Shisan: "Do you have an opinion?"

"No, I wouldn't dare." Rong Shisan smelled the coffee aroma from the cup, couldn't help taking a deep breath, and said, "I just didn't expect you to take her outside for so long, like There's no rush."

"I just want to disconnect from the original world and pretend that she and I are ordinary people." Lan Zui folded her hands and turned her eyes back to Huiyuan: "Forget me being selfish, I have to leave some time alone with her." Memories. I can't remember in the future that she and Su Lingyu were in love with each other, or I took her to the ground to fight in disgrace."

"You." Rong Shisan shook his head, "I don't understand you."

"Let's not talk about me, what are your plans? Fifth brother is down, you are not going to fool around, are you?"

"What should I do if I don't hang around? There is no clue at all." Rong Shisan casually drank his coffee, "It's delicious and delicious, and I've spent four years in it, better than you."

"..."

"What kind of expression do you have, as if I really want to die. I am so handsome and handsome, but what can I do if I am jealous of my talents?"

"The Rong family didn't find any clue after so many investigations?"

"Hey, you also know that the Rong family has always had a large number of people, and when there are too many people, it is easy to be a scumbag. There is only a record in the ancestral tomb of the Rong family's ancestors, who was extremely intelligent since childhood, and later called himself a genius. In the name of the head of the Rong family, he is doing mischief outside. It was a disaster. When the Rong family knew about this person's many misdeeds abroad and collectively decided to expel him from the Rong family, it was still too late." Rong Shisan shook his head and sighed, "At first it seemed like nothing happened, but after a few The Rong family almost forgot about it, and the disaster gradually appeared. The first onset was at the age of five or sixty, which was not much different from the normal life expectancy at that time, so they didn't care about it. Later, as the years passed, when the onset As he got younger, the symptoms became more and more serious. From ordinary headaches to the current coma and exhaustion to death. At present, only the men of the Rong family are clearly known that as long as they are over 60 years old, the patriarch will definitely get sick, and the rest will have The possibility of getting sick. Even modern medicine can't find out the symptoms and causes of the disease, so they can only resign themselves to their fate. Therefore, most of the men of the Rong family are unwilling to get married, for fear of harming the girl they like. If this continues, it is estimated that the Rong family will die in a few generations completely broken,"

"This..." Although Lan Zui vaguely knew about the Rong family's affairs before, it was the Rong family's business after all, and she never asked about the details.After hesitating for a while, Lan Zui asked, "Can't you find out who exactly offended that troublemaker?"

"I can't find it. The man was expelled from the Rong family. All the records about him in the Rong family were destroyed. There are very few records about him in the ancestral tomb. There is no other information except mentioning him when he mentioned the source of the disease. That paragraph Time, um, you should know which period it is, the head of the Rong family—that is, my grandfather destroyed a lot of things in order to keep the Rong family, and many elders of the Rong family died in that disaster, and a lot of information was lost There is no way to check now."

"Hasn't Fifth Brother been investigating this matter for more than ten years? I know he only wants to fight, and he definitely isn't looking for goods."

"After so many years of investigation, there is not much progress. The clues are too few and far-fetched. We speculate that someone may have used a Gu technique or a nightmare technique. But these two ancient techniques are profound and have been lost for a long time. Let alone the one who found the solution. people."

Gu technique?

When mentioning Gu art, Lan Zui's heart suddenly moved, Xia Ruoqing...hasn't she learned Gu art before?