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"Tianyun, come in for me."

"What's wrong?" Chang Yun turned on the light and walked back to the bed.

Dragging the man onto the bed, Yan Xiu pinched Chang Yun's cheeks and pinched hard, "Shouldn't you be lying next to me at this moment? Why are you running?"

"...I was wronged."

Changyun was very aggrieved and shouted for grievances, "This is your room, do I dare to sleep with me without your permission?"

Usually he doesn't even have the qualifications to come in, so how dare he stay overnight?

Yan Xiu didn't care, he hugged him into his arms, closed his eyes, and fell asleep peacefully.

However, it was because he was lying down that Changyun finally understood why Yan Xiu didn't let outsiders into his room, because on the ceiling of the nearly 40-square-meter room, there were several very strange and weird oil paintings.

The painting is divided into four copies.

The first picture is a young man in white playing the piano by the lotus pond. He can't see his face clearly, only one profile.

But looking at the ancient costume, it should belong to the fairy-like type.

The second one is more weird.

The dark red sky, the endless black sea water, and in the middle of the Black Sea, there is a huge dark red reef.

On the reef, there is a wooden stake, which is covered with red flower vines, and many black flowers are blooming on the flower vines.

Changyun didn't know what kind of flower it was, but judging by the 'human face' in the stamen, it was definitely a very rare species.

And under the flower vine, a man in black and black hair was trapped in it.

The tiny roots and thorns on the vines penetrated deeply into the man's body, as if the flower vines were rooted and sprouted from his body.

Suddenly, Changyun remembered a plant that he saw in a book before.

According to the book, that kind of plant is symbiotic with people, they have no tap root, and all nutrients are absorbed by the spikes and tiny rhizomes on the vines.

The roots and thorns will penetrate deeply into the flesh and blood of the human body, relying on human blood to maintain growth.

As for people?Its flowers can be eaten to maintain life, because the flower vine absorbs human blood, and the nutrition of the flowers is enough for one person to survive.

In this way, a symbiotic effect is achieved.

Thinking of this, Changyun got goosebumps all over his body.

Living together in this way is better than dying.

(Maomao: It's all made up. There is no such disgusting thing in the book. Even if there is, Maomao has never read it.)

......

But it was the third picture that attracted Chang Yun the most. Looking at the woman in red in the picture, he actually felt... This woman looks familiar?

The woman in the painting is very beautiful. She is wearing a long red dress in an ancient costume, with long hair sweeping the floor, and a blood-red flame-shaped flower inlaid on her forehead.

Even if he was far away, he could still see that the woman's pupils were dark green.

And what she was holding in her hand was a child in white clothes. In the other hand, the child was holding a pure white lotus flower, which was exactly the same as the hairpin on the woman's head.

Apart from the long silver hair of that little child, the most special thing is that face.

Even if it is only half, it can be seen that he was born extremely well.

Can......

Only half of the child is perfect, but the other half is covered in blood.

The long silver hair was ripped off, revealing the bloody skull inside, and the tender white face was also bloody, and under the white brocade clothes, the scars where the flesh and blood had been gouged out could still be seen.

Who treats a child so cruelly?

After sympathizing with the child in the painting for a second, Chang Yun turned his gaze to the woman in red.

Obviously the woman in the painting didn't smile, but for some reason, he always felt that the woman was smiling at him, subconsciously, Chang Yun also smiled.

"You are so beautiful," Chang Yun couldn't help but praised.

However, he looked at the fourth picture.

The fourth painting is still the woman in red, dressed in the same way, still so beautiful and noble.

The only difference is that the child she is holding in her left hand has turned into a handsome young man, holding a long sword dripping with blood in her right hand.

The black-gold ancient sword was covered with blood, and wherever it went, it was smeared with blood.

Through the only silver blade, you can still see the dead bodies all over the ground.

And that very handsome and fairy-like man in white has waist-length silver long hair, a seductively handsome face, and a thin but not thin figure.

But looking at the lotus in his hand, he must be the child in the third painting when he grows up, right?

......

After finishing the painting, Chang Yun turned his head to look at the person beside him, thinking that Yan Xiu is sick?Why did you paint this kind of painting on the ceiling of the room?

And just above the bed, so I can see it every night?

but......

Looking at Yan Xiu and the painting, why does he feel that the man living with the flowers in the second painting looks a bit like Yan Xiu?

Hearing Yan Xiu's even breathing, Changyun didn't even want to get up to turn off the light, just lay on the bed, staring at the woman in red in the painting in a daze.

He always felt that he seemed to know this woman.

"It's really strange."

.....

Unknowingly, Changyun fell asleep, and when he opened his eyes again, he found that he had come to a strange world full of mist.

Is it a dream?

Chang Yun looked around, but everything he saw was white mist, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

Suddenly, a melodious sound of the piano sounded, and unconsciously, he followed the sound of the piano to find it. The sound was getting closer and closer. Through the white mist, he saw a lotus pond not far away.

The lotus pond is hidden in the thick white mist, looming.

Chang Yun remembers that this is the lotus pond in the first painting.

Could it be that he came to the painting?

Thinking of this, Changyun couldn't help getting closer.

Sure enough, by the lotus pond, the beautiful and noble woman in red was sitting on a black stone and playing the piano, and lying beside her was the handsome young man in white.

"Master, I want to eat grapes," the man said coquettishly, pulling the woman's sleeve.

The woman in red rubbed the man's head, her voice was very gentle, "Didn't you say you were called sister? Why did you still call me master?"

"I just like to be called master," he said, and the man took the qin from the woman's lap a little farther away, and then rubbed it into the woman's arms.

"Master, just look at me and don't play the piano."

"Okay, it's up to my family, Lian Jin, to stop playing the piano."

"..." His name is Lian Jin?Is it the one Yan Xiu called in his dream?

Chang Yun was a little dazed.

However, the scene suddenly changed, and he came to a dark place where he could not see his fingers. What he was stepping on was some sticky black water.

Changyun stomped his feet tentatively, and found that the black water under his feet could almost bear his weight.

Is this the world in the second painting?

Changyun looked around, and saw that there was really a tall wooden stake in the black water far away, "Will there be people living with flowers there?"

Thinking of this, Changyun stepped on the black water and ran over.

However, when he saw those weird flowers with his own eyes, Chang Yun knew what real nausea was.

The dark red vines almost wrapped around the man's body, and the spikes and tiny roots under the vines deeply penetrated into the man's flesh and blood.

Still slowly sucking that person's blood.

Between exhalation and inhalation, it is somewhat like human blood vessels.

And those black flowers that bloom on the red vines emit traces of blackness/aura endlessly, and every trace of it will be absorbed by the symbiotic people.

As the book says, this is really a 'symbiosis flower', an evil flower that lives in symbiosis with people.

but......

Changyun tentatively approached the flowers slowly, he wanted to see the person living with it in the flower vine, but looking at those flowers, he was afraid that he would be bitten.

After touching his body, he didn't find any tools to help. After thinking about it, he simply called out softly.

But the man didn't respond.

However, just when Changyun was in a hurry and couldn't think of a solution, the person in the flower vine suddenly raised his head, and saw a pair of smoky golden eyes and a handsome face that he was very familiar with under the long black hair.

It turned out to be Yan Xiu?

"Yan Xiu, Yan Xiu?"

Not caring too much, Chang Yun stretched out his hand to pull those flower vines, he wanted to rescue him.

But as soon as he approached, countless flower vines wound up, and the spikes and roots on the flower vines deeply penetrated into his wrist, which hurt so much.

But Chang Yun still didn't give up, he just wanted to rescue Yan Xiu, he didn't want him to suffer like that.

"Yan Xiu, Yan Xiu," it hurt so much that Chang Yun couldn't help crying, but even so, he still pulled the flower vine vigorously.

"Don't be afraid, I will save you, I will save you."

But the more he pulled, the tighter the flower vines entangled the man, bright red blood gushed out from under the flower vines, and soon, was eaten by the flower vines again.

Changyun cried helplessly, he wanted to rescue Yan Xiu inside.

"Don't bother, you can't save me," suddenly, the man in the flower vine spoke.

Chang Yun had to stop, and reluctantly pulled the flower vines off his wrist, took a step back, and asked softly: "I want to save you, tell me, how can I kill these flower vines?"

"Heh~" Hearing this, the man in the flower vine suddenly laughed, a little sarcastic and a little desolate.

"Thousands of years, countless people have been here, and you are the first person who wants to save me."

"I really want to save you, tell me, is there any way to save you?" Sniffing, Chang Yun was very anxious,

The man looked at Changyun seriously, and after a while, he said, "There are two ways."

"You said."

"First, you come inside to replace me, and second, cut off these flower vines."

"I choose second."

Chang Yun did not hesitate to choose the second choice. Compared with Yan Xiu, his own life was more important. To be honest, he didn't love Yan Xiu enough to die for him.

"How can I cut off these flower vines? Can I use a knife? I can..."

Speaking of this, Changyun looked down at the slippers and shirt he was wearing, and reached out to touch it. The mobile phone was still in his trouser pocket. He remembered that he was dreaming.

Then can he bring in things from reality?

"Ordinary swords are for cutting symbiotic flower vines," the man seemed to see what Changyun was thinking, and smiled helplessly.

"How about that?"